The richness of life starts from enjoying loneliness

Author: Ciyu

The unique person is the most expensive.

Zhang Jian, a writer in the Qing Dynasty, loves snow and appreciation.

He often wrapped thick clothes, holding a stove, sitting on a small boat, and seeing the snow alone to the Lake Heart Pavilion.

In the white world, he was alone, without poetry friends chanting poetry, no wine friends pushed the cup to change the cup.

He boiled wine by himself, enjoying the scenery, and rejoicing in his heart.

The so -called is also a clever thing, and it may not be known to others.

Those who are truly determined, even if they are separated from the group, without friends, they can give themselves a rich quietness.

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Lin Yan wrote a poem "Small Hidden Self -Question" describing his life:

Bamboo trees around me, clear and deep.

The crane is leisurely, and the bee lazily picks flowers.

He lives in Hangzhou West Lake Lone Mountain, lives in the huts of bamboo forests, and lives a life of a person's fisherman.

He likes to drink, often drinks, and then puts down the book and snapped.

Lin Yan had a soft spot for plum blossoms. He opened fields in Gunshan and planted more than 300 plum trees.

He domesticated two cranes and put them in a cage on weekdays. Occasionally someone visited the door, and the child servant would open the cage and let it report to the owner.

In the place of prosperity, he visited the West Lake by boat and went to visit the ancients.

Lin Ye was far away from Hongchen, with plum as his wife, with cranes as his son, quiet and rich.

I really like Yu Hua's words in "Screaming in Droms":

I no longer pretend to have a lot of friends, but I returned to loneliness and started my own life with the real I.

The world is ubiquitous.

Really sober people no longer rush to the excitement after another, no need to draw a sense of satisfaction from the crowd.

They know how to settle themselves, and the landscapes where they and everything can be played and enjoyed for them.

There is a traveler in France called Sil Wanteson.

He has lived alone in the small wooden house in the Siberian forest for six months.

There is no neighbor next to the cabin, at least 120 kilometers from the nearest village.

He fishing himself, boiled porridge, sawing wood and chopping firewood, and he was alone.

In winter, he was completely isolated from the world.

Every day, the only Shaki who came to greet him, but he was not lonely, and he described it joyfully:

It feels like heaven is not elsewhere, just in all these chords.

Although there are no friends, they have no friends, but they have the spirit of the heavens and the earth, and they are friendly with flowers, birds, insects and fish, and accompanied by Mingyue Qingying.

The abundance of life starts from knowing how to enjoy loneliness.

You can sing alone, you can watch the scenery alone, this kind of life is extremely simple and extravagant.

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I really agree with the philosopher Pascar's sentence:

Almost all our pain comes from we are not good at being alone.

In this world, some people are seeking outward, and they are lost in the hustle and bustle of the outside world.

Some people have established a broad spiritual world of Guanghan.

Writer Ma Boyong said that the lonely time is the kingdom of his thoughts. Here, he interprets countless stories and countless life.

During a long journey, Ma Boyong wrote a book from the bookshelf of memory, and then let the imagination letter horses.

For example, when he was fantasizing that Lu Yao wrote another story on the back of the manuscript paper.

The protagonist of the story is Tian Xiaoxia who falls into the water. She escaped in her death but suffered amnesia. After being rescued, she started another life.

His thoughts galloped in the story, and he got a sense of joy.

Those who are barren in their hearts need to be used to fill their emptiness and anxiety.

People with abundant souls are just sending themselves in the world. The vast spiritual world is the habitat of the soul.

When Mu Xin was in prison, he secretly painted the black keys on the paper that wrote the self -confession. In the end of the piano.

The German philosopher Kant, who has not walked out of Gunisburg for a lifetime, has been holding a square inch for decades, and wrote "Pure Rough Criticism". For him, the place of life can only be tolerated. But the philosophical kingdom in his heart has no border.

It is described as a saying:

Later, many people asked me about the mood on the road alone at night, but what I remembered was not lonely and long, but the magnificent marine and the shining stars in the sky.

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Zhou Guoping once talked about people in three states when they were alone.

One is uneasy and escaped loneliness.

The second is to get used to loneliness, settle down, and use reading and other affairs to expel loneliness.

Third, loneliness itself has become a poetic soil, inducing deep thinking and experience of existence, life, and self.

Most people are in the first state and always want to seek a sense of presence in the crowd.

A few people such as Lin Yan and Ma Boyong are the last two states. They are stable in their hearts and can get unlimited joy in the independence.

I know a senior, the earliest batch of amateur photography in Xiamen.

He rejected all the wine bureaus, pushed out extra entertainment, and often carried the camera alone to shoot.

On one occasion, he wanted to take some plants in his heart, and drilled into the Xiamen Botanical Garden with camera equipment.

In order to see the changes in light and shadow in different time periods, he could squat beside the antlers.

In order to record kapok in all directions, he changed his lens and changed angle. The fixing of each scenery made him happy.

When he was tired, he found a standing rock, sat down with one buttocks, looking at the sunset to let go of a daze, and enjoy the inner tranquility.

He went to the botanical garden for a week in a row, and every time he stayed in the morning, he had almost never communicated with others.

This stubborn state is his norm.

He also likes to travel alone.

At the railway station at five in the morning, he saw the wanderer how he lived;

On the bustling neighborhood, he watched the drunk young man singing and dancing.

When taking a bus, he often chooses a window leaning.

He will carefully observe the people around him, fantasizing that the hidden stories on their bodies and their lives after leaving the bus, occasionally pressing the pause keys in their minds to capture their subtle expressions and behaviors.

When the carriage was empty, he looked out of the window quietly, but he intertwined with light and shadow in his head, put the scenery of the scenery into the spiritual world, re -composition and fill the color.

I asked him, wouldn't this lonely life boring?

He said that living alone can be bland, boring, or a fulfilling and wonderful trip.

The process of adapting to loneliness is also the process of a person's soul and more full of spirit.

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Zhang Tingji, the Jinshi family in the Qing Dynasty, is very interesting:

Zhu Yanweng seated half -day sitting quietly

Ouyangzi Fang Ye Reading

Zhu Xiong, the master of Confucianism, Zhu Xi. He likes to take time to sit still.

Ouyangzi is Ouyang Xiu. He reads in the silent night of all, whispering with the ancients in the book, and talks with the soul.

Zhuangzi has a cloud, and the unique person is expensive.

Those who enjoy alone can give life higher than the appearance of chai oil and salt, and give themselves a clear joy.

Like a praise. In the world of this car, it is accompanied by loneliness and enjoying peace.

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