Chapter 11 The Freedom of the Benevolent, Singing Spring and Autumn

"What is love? "The sky is very clear, the sun is also very gentle, the demon head stands with his hands in his hands, slowly looking at the clear sky, next to him is the god of song flower, the head of the demon has stayed in the song world since then, guarding the god of song flower.

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The island of ancient China, September 28, 2013.

Write a book with the mood, full of personal freedom, windy in the morning, ordinary mood, not yet asleep, no need to sleep, sleep tomorrow, wait to go out, wrong, if you are tired late, find time to sleep, but can not sleep at home, because there are many guests during the day, to hide, hide to the company, well, lie down and watch TV, and then go out at half past eight, good day!

In the afternoon, after separating from ordinary customers, Long Yinyue passed by the largest 7-Eleven convenience store on Connaught Street. I bought a cup of latte iced coffee, and before lighting a cigarillo cigarette, I smeared the powder of Chinese medicine on the cigarette butt.

Thoughts are as complex as a spider's web, weaving and weaving farther and bigger circles, and the heart is hidden in it, the deepest and thickest circle, the lightest, warmest and warmest cocoon, little by little woven to the edge of nothingness, and when you turn around, it is all empty.

Why are the footsteps so heavy, and alas, so swallowed, the more the heart melts, the colder it becomes, it is better to break up with oneself, and the unhappy and the lover who can't love it will slowly mix with time, play slowly, it is better to cut it in two, and hollow out the residual thoughts over and over again.

Passing through the Great Lake Tunnel, I turned my mind and ran, put things aside for the time being, ran back to the company, sat down, turned on the computer, went to the website, watched the recklessness of the wilderness, and wrote about the horses of the horses.

When I was writing, did I think about the consequences of writing without readers? Later, I found out that the writing was messy, and I only blamed myself for not going through the brain. Have you ever snickered when you talk to others about my street hits, even if I decide to write about my freedom, about that period of chaotic freedom.

The central idea of Confucius is a benevolence, the manifestation of benevolence is to establish oneself and establish others, oneself to achieve and reach others, do not do to others what you do not want, such as benevolence as the ontology manifested in specific behavior, filial piety to parents, love to brothers, faith to friends, loyalty to the country, and love to others.

The central idea is to ask people if you don't understand. If you understand, answer people. No one knows how to reason, to be skeptical, to be curious, to be detailed, to break the casserole and ask questions.

(I don't understand, I can't understand, I can't learn, I don't understand, who is right and who is wrong, how beautiful life is, and how painful love is.) Please let me know. There are too many doubts in life, don't let me figure it out on my own!)

If you have a car, you want a house, if you have a wife, you want a horse, if you have silver, you want a seat, if you have a seat, you have a shelf, you have a circle, you have the courage to forget Lao Tzu, who knows what the reason is?

Take care of the face first and then the inside, fill the stomach first and then replenish the brain, first end the shelf and then grab the silver, go around in circles and then think of ideas, poke the basket first and then find a way, first out of the mess and then flash the strips, this life dares to have a future?

Build a house for a lifetime, park a car, push a list, pick a burden and break your throat, ordinary people have no way, roll up their sleeves and take steps, half a fool and a man, why complain about this era.

Skimming the wheels and stringing the doors, going to the restaurant to make up for the body, bumping the nails to have fun, thinking about the days of gangsters, looking in the mirror and shaving, beating the beat and humming tunes, Ruan Ma is at ease!

(Oh my God, I don't understand, I can't read, I can't learn, I don't understand.) Who is right and who is wrong, how beautiful life is, how painful love is, and there are too many doubts in life, please tell me and let me know how to choose. )

Two quilts in one house, four chairs in three windows, put away your paws and open the curtains, sip melon seeds and think of ideas, sing songs with beats, live with two brushes, laugh and laugh easily!

Lay the foundation first and then set up a stall, look at the example first and then take the mouse, look in the mirror first and then talk about face, first plant the flag and then give the look, no matter whether the man or the devil, whether the old man or the boy, down-to-earth has a future.

Confucius, Mencius, Laozi, Zhuangzi, men and women, black and white, wanderers, prodigals, fat, thin, upright gentlemen, Liangshang gentlemen, heavenly kings, Maotou boys, pride of heaven, lonely ministers, and evil sons, everyone is a talent.

Don't be a vulgar person, don't be a judge, don't be a leader, don't be a ruffian, don't be fat, don't pretend, don't play tricks, don't engage in circles, don't buckle hats, don't lift sedan chairs, don't sell guanzi, don't touch nails, and live a happy life freely.

(Oh!, I just want simple pleasure.) )”

The Holy Prophet Confucius. What should we say about the transmission of teaching and solving doubts? The small soldiers of May Fourth and the creation of culture are breaking the old and creating the new. I don't believe in you or myself, don't believe in me, don't believe in you, for the sake of excellence in thought, the current outdated thinking is criticized.

The slave of thought finally couldn't help but want to tell everyone in a pluralistic society that they have the right to speak freely, and that the only way to get the truth is to completely open their hearts, to think without distinction between left and right, to think without evil, and to prove the truth with experiments.

He was born in 551 B.C. at the age of seventy-three, a great practical educator, an avant-garde conservative thinker in the conservative feudal era, who opposed slavery and autocracy during his lifetime, but was worshiped as the most holy by the rulers of the past generations after his death.

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The starry sky is faintly floating, the horizon is slowly pushing, step by step a stinging relief, the joy in my heart in this difficult time, the moving silence of the sky and me, the great current of reincarnation without turning back, how many old thoughts are all taken away.

Life is a broken dream, flickering, flickering, the end of the dust, the joys and sorrows are no longer chaotic, remembering yesterday's fleeting thoughts, tossing and staggering in fame, fortune and lust, love and hate are empty, all right and wrong have disappeared after the blood, and disappeared in my galloping void.

There used to be nothing, how much I wish I had everything, now that I have everything, there should be nothing in the future, love and hate are all empty, right and wrong, merit and demerits have disappeared after I drained blood, and disappeared in my leap into the sky.

The starry sky floats faintly, and the horizon is slowly pushed by me. Starry sky, void, I am empty, you are empty!

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A few days after you left, Teresa Teng also told us to see you again, Zhang Ailing spent her last night in the autumn, and Britain lost a Princess Diana.

Your favorite guitar is now living in my room, the song I wanted to write the most hasn't been out yet, the Eagles are coming back and saying goodbye in Tokyo, and I'm helping you listen to the desperado at the Dome with tears all over my face.

There was a Zhang Huimei in the music world, Faye Wong changed Wang Jingwen and then changed back to Faye Wong, Leslie Cheung finally happily admitted that he was a gay, and the foreigner told me that the Taiwanese girl Shu Qi is the most beautiful.

Santana is inexplicably red again, Madonna is still our sister who calls the wind and rain, Paul Simon's face is heartbreakingly old, and Prince announces that he will never make music again in his life.

The world is constantly changing, changing, but my mind is unwilling to leave the past, time keeps going far, far away, but my memory stops in 1995.

Now you can go to college without taking the joint entrance examination, you can drink Starbucks coffee without going to the United States, the egg tower has been red for 100 days, Zhongxiao East Road has been dug for 10 years, the Nobel Prize has been given to Gao Xingjian, and the president of Kojima has been given Chen Shui-bian.

Titanic deceived the tears of the whole world, but fortunately we have our own April Day on Earth, Star Wars did not have a sequel but made a first part, and I think the possibility of the fourth episode of The Godfather is very small.

Men are no longer impotent, women are struggling to lose weight, AIDS is not a curse, replicating sheep is not very special, Big Brother (mobile phone) is getting smaller and smaller, the world is getting more and more noisy, mobile phones are selling better and better, there are more and more singers, CDs are getting better and better, and records are selling less and less.

Jordan no longer flies, I haven't seen Zhang Depei for a long time, Tiger Woods is only 25 years old this year, Oscar day Ang Lee said Xie Xie to the whole world in Chinese, Jackie Chan finally said excitedly to Hollywood in English: "I-am-Jackie-Chan" "I-am-Jackie-Chan!"

The world is constantly changing, but my mind is unwilling to leave the past, time keeps going away, but my memory stops in 1995.

The earth was not destroyed in the millennium, but the 921 earthquake destroyed my hometown, Hong Kong really returned, North and South Korea actually met, and the distance between me and Taichung gradually became farther than Shanghai.

I still didn't go to Ireland but went to New York, I didn't perform with U2 but I saw Woody Allen walking on 45th Street, all of Taiwan is in R&B, all of America is in Rap, only pop and no music, I think it's a good thing that you can't see it.

I'm really sorry that I didn't become the person you thought I was! I think I was the father of the nation in my last life, and I was the crown prince in my next life, so it's better to be at ease in this life, geniuses are afraid that they are not genius enough, and they are bad enough, and they want to leave every day but they don't know where to be reborn?

The wonderful that belongs to us has long ceased to exist, no matter how cute my she is, she can only love my future, I can't forget you, but you don't realize it, I am six years younger than you This year is already the same year as you.

The world is constantly changing, but my mind is unwilling to leave the past, time keeps going away, but my memory stops in 1995. (Huang Shujun of ancient Huaxia) (To be continued......)