Wind, rain, snow, clouds! Whose butterfly dream! Pretty

The wind wrinkles the years and makes them lose weight! How many people’s beautiful dreams have been taken away! This "selfless layman of Shihe" who lives in Shiyinzhai on the shore of Jueshui in southern Henan is willing to share and encourage every sensitive and considerate soul in the world of all living beings! Time flies so fast before March 17th of this Xinchou year! Time flies, years pass by, and there are so many touching stories! In the passing of time, it has long been scattered into fragments fluttering in the wind, and it is no longer possible to piece together the appearance of the past. Those once beautiful scenery and unforgettable pictures are decorating whose dream at this moment? The wings of the dream butterfly adhere to the wind, rain, snow, clouds... and can no longer be unfolded! That's it! I wrote all of this in words in the collection of essays "My Blue White, My Porcelain"... All prosperity will eventually be nothing. Feeling the ordinary and recording these fireworks in the world may be the great things that are born of the ordinary world. Love!

The spring rain keeps falling, the last stubbornness in the spring season, the thin rain! It seems to have been woven into a huge net, hanging from the clouds to the ground, netting all living beings and the world at this moment, and also netting my mind and body! Standing on the shore of the Juishui River in southern Henan, standing on the top of Lijitongzi Mountain, I can see the dark-colored mountains in the distance in the Qiaoba Mountain area, and take a close look at an unfinished building near the Daiwang Temple, hidden among the pink peach blossoms. Inside, the green poplar trees and soft willow branches are so good! It seems that everything is shrouded in this boundless net. This net is a gauze woven by Miss Chun's skillful hands, or it is woven by the three talents of heaven, earth and man. It covers the sky and the earth and hangs on the mountains. Shrouded in people's hearts! Let my thoughts wander through the humanities of the Chinese nation, be infiltrated by the profound history and culture, be compassionate and joyful...

In the past, Zhuang Zhou dreamed that he became a butterfly, a very vivid and lifelike butterfly , how happy and comfortable I feel! He didn’t know that he was originally Zhuang Zhou. Suddenly I woke up, and in a panic I realized that I was Zhuang Zhou. I wonder if Zhuang Zhou turned into a butterfly in his dream, or if a butterfly turned into Zhuang Zhou in his dream? So if there must be a difference between Zhuang Zhou and the butterfly, this dream can be called the intercourse and change of crops and me! It's like the unpredictable changes of wind, rain, snow and clouds!

Zhuangzi transformed into a lifelike butterfly in his dream, forgetting that he was originally a human being. When he woke up, he realized that he was still Zhuangzi. Later generations of literati and poets turned this dream into dreams to express their feelings! Those who have basic cultivation of Taoist thoughts will win! Use the words "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou transformed into a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou transformed into a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly, dreamed of a butterfly, dreamed of a butterfly, dreamed of a butterfly, dreamed of a butterfly, transformed into a butterfly, transformed into a butterfly, transformed into a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou as a butterfly, Zhuang Zhou as a butterfly, butterfly as Zhou, Zhou Weidie, Qiyuan butterfly, Nanhua butterfly, Zhuangdie, Zhuangshengdie, Zhuangsou butterfly, pillow butterfly, butterfly into the pillow, Zhuangzhou's dream, Zhuangsou's dream, Zhuangmeng, Zangzhen dream, Mengzhang, Mengzhen It also writes about illusions, dreams, and borderland states, such as "Dream Xuxu, Xuxu Zangzhang, Zangzong Xuxu, Butterfly Zangzhang", etc. It is also a dream series in Chinese humanities! It is more than just a dream of real life!

In the history and culture of the Chinese nation, in the process of taking meaning from paragraphs and chapters, and in the process of selective amnesia, I think! Most people have forgotten the purpose of Zhuang Zhou Mengdie! Even life and death can change in cycles, so we should not miss life, and we should not hate death! Everything is like this!

Among modern writers, this "selfless layman in the history of rivers" in southern Henan prefers to read books written by Lin Yutang. Of course, this seems to have happened a long time ago, but now it is I often take out "The Complete Works of Lu Xun" from the bookcase, and occasionally read and analyze it, just to clarify my ambition through "literary"!

Lin Yutang (October 10, 1895 - March 26, 1976), male, was born in Longxi (now Zhangzhou), Fujian. His original name was Hele, and later his name was changed to Yutang and then Yutang. Modern China A famous writer, scholar, translator, linguist, and representative figure of New Taoism. His works reveal his unique humanistic concern for all living things and the world and his understanding of human nature.

Mr. Lin founded the semi-monthly magazine "The Analects of Confucius" in 1932, advocating humorous literature with the writing scope and attitude of "having both feet on Eastern and Western cultures and focusing on commenting on the universe."

He founded "Universal Wind" in 1935, advocating "self-centered and leisurely" essays, and became a major figure in the Analects of Confucius School.

Looking back on the past, since Lin Yutang founded The Analects of Confucius in 1932 to promote humorous literature, he himself has become the target of attacks by some literati. Take Lu Xun as an example. Lu Xun also participated in the early days of The Analects. The manuscript was passed, but subsequent criticism became more severe. In March 1933, Lu Xun analyzed the reasons for the popularity of humorous literature. He believed that because people did not want to be the protagonist of the "literary prison", they used the guise of laughter to vent their sulks, because laughing is not "illegal", but it is not enough. To influence society and change society, humor seems too negative, and the Chinese are not a nation good at humor. Humor is not a domestic product, so it will inevitably turn into satire, otherwise it will fall into the traditional "joking" and "begging for favors." , in short, Lu Xun believed that humor was not suitable for development in China, and his view of humor contained more ironic connotations.

On the anniversary of The Analects in September 1933, Lin Yutang invited Lu Xun to contribute, but Lu Xun publicly stated that he was opposed to the humor advocated by Lin Yutang in The Analects. As soon as he came to the masthead of The Analects, Although there are more than 20 "long-term writers" listed, very few actually write. Lu Xun stated here that humor is the product of a democratic country, and reiterated that due to the lack of nationality and the long-term suppression of education and politics in China, there is no space and conditions for the development of humor. Therefore, what Lin Yutang said: Humor is playful but serious. He deeply disagrees with the attempt. He believes that there is no room for the coexistence of playfulness and seriousness, and they just fall into a chaotic state of unclear right and wrong. In fact, the humor advocated by Lin Yutang is an outlook on life that enlightens compassion and liberates the soul, while the humor defined by Lu Xun tends to satirize society and other functions.

Lin Yutang advocated humor in order to gain space for speech and transform national character, but he could not win the approval of Lu Xun. Lu Xun believed that humor was a distraction and would divert people's attention from important things. The warnings in humor were also It is hypocritical, it has nothing to do with the freedom of mind, the leisure of life and attitude, and it is inappropriate humor. This is because the two have different views on the definition and function of humor, and even contradictory views on life. Lu Xun believed that humor "relies on whispering or moaning to gradually smooth the rough human heart." Lin Yutang, after weighing the current situation, advocated humor as a "flexible method and wise decision." While pursuing fun, it also has an intriguing or even profound and meaningful meaning. That's why Lin Yutang said that "there are tears in laughter, and laughter in tears." Moreover, Lin's publications are still critical of current affairs, so there are still scholars who pay attention to it. He also affirmed Lin Yutang's painstaking efforts and efforts to criticize current affairs with humor.

Actually, I think so! Their core values ??should be the same, but their methods of contacting reality and society are different! I say this and think it is based on facts. If you are lucky, you can read Lin Yutang's "Mourning for Lu Xun". Maybe you will feel the same way!

Truly good people always understand that everyone has the freedom to choose their own life. It’s okay to dislike it, but they will never interfere. If we have different ways, we just don't want to work together.

If we can understand a writer comprehensively or fairly, we must read all his works and understand his words and deeds throughout his life. The same goes for Lu Xun. His writing style reflects the dark side of human nature. He is good at satire, his writing is profound, cold and full of humor. He is good at creating typical characters and describing the characters' appearance, speech, psychology and actions. He is also good at describing the environment, scenes and Render the atmosphere. However, Lu Xun's essays are passionate, unbridled, aggressive, cold and pungent, thorough in reasoning, tightly structured, concise and implicit, good at using metaphors, strong in imagery, rich in logic, and magnificent in momentum.

Let's enjoy and read "Snow" written by Mr. Lu Xun on January 18, 1925!

"Yes, that is lonely snow, dead rain, the spirit of rain!

The rain in warm countries has never turned into cold, hard and brilliant. Snowflakes. Well-informed people think he is dull, and he himself thinks it is unfortunate? The snow in the south of the Yangtze River is extremely moist and beautiful; it is the message of youth that is still looming, and it is the skin of a very strong virgin in the snowy wilderness. There are blood-red orb camellias, single-petaled plum blossoms with hints of green in the white, and dark yellow bell-shaped wintersweet flowers. There are indeed cold green weeds under the snow. There are indeed no butterflies. I can’t remember whether bees come to collect the nectar of camellias and plum blossoms. It's real. But before my eyes I seem to see winter flowers blooming in the snowy fields, and there are many bees flying busily, and I can hear them buzzing.

The children turned red from the cold. Seven or eight little hands like purple buds and gingers came together to shape the snowy Arhat. Because they failed, someone's father also came to help. The Arhat was much taller than the children, although it was just a small pile at the top. , finally couldn't tell whether it was a gourd or an arhat; but it was very white and bright, bonded with its own moisture, and the whole thing was shining with light. The children used longan cores to make his eyes, and they also used whose mother's powder. He stole the rouge and put it on his lips. This time he was indeed a great Arhat. He sat in the snow with burning eyes and red lips.

There were several children there the next day. Came to visit him; he clapped his hands, nodded, and laughed, but he finally sat alone. The sunny day cleared his skin again, and the cold night made him freeze again, turning it into an opaque appearance. It makes him ignorant, and the rouge on his mouth has faded away.

However, after the snowflakes in Shuofang are flying, they will always be like powder and sand. They will never stick to each other and scatter on the house. , on the ground, on the dry grass, it is like this. The snow on the house has already been digested, because of the warmth of the fire in the house. In addition, on a sunny day, when the whirlwind suddenly comes, it will fly vigorously in the sunlight. The light shines brightly in the sky, like a fog containing flames, rotating and rising, filling the space; making the space rotate and rise, shining

In the boundless wilderness, under the cold sky, it sparkles. What is spinning and rising is the spirit of rain...

Yes, that is the lonely snow, the dead rain, the spirit of the rain. ”

In 1936, Lu Xun died because of his death. One month after his death from tuberculosis, Lin Yutang wrote an article "In Memory of Lu Xun", which was full of praise and remembrance. He said: "Lu Xun and he had met twice and were estranged twice. But even if they were estranged, there was no gap between him and Lu Xun. There was no personal grudge between them because of their different views. It was just because they had different views. Right and wrong. He also said that he was very happy that Lu Xun was interacting with him, and he did not complain at all when Lu Xun was alienated from him, because this man is indeed worthy of respect. "

This Henan. The "Shihe Wushu layman" on the shore of Juishui has no choice but to engage in multimedia, actively or passively accepting, understanding, and appreciating various things, including pop music.

"Come to Taipei to Watch the Rain in Winter" sung by Meng Tingwei, written by Jin Tiezhang, Li Ziheng, Wu Guoguan, and composed by Jin Tiezhang, lay people especially like to listen to:

"Come to Taipei to Watch the Rain in Winter

Don’t cry in a foreign land

Come to Taipei to watch the rain in winter

Dreams are the only luggage

Come back gently without waking up the past

Just pretend that I have never been far away

If we meet again, keep the words in your heart

No one understands you better than me

The sky will still be sky and the rain will still rain

You are no longer under my umbrella

I am still me, you are still you

There is just one more winter

Winter in Taipei Come to see the rain

Don’t cry in a foreign land

Come to Taipei to see the rain in winter

Maybe I’ll meet you

The streets are deserted but crowded with thoughts

There are memories in every corner

No need to run away if we meet again

I will pass by each other eventually

The sky is still the sky Rain is still rain

I am no longer familiar with this city

I am still me, you are still you

It’s just one more winter

It’s still raining, it’s still raining

I’m no longer familiar with this city

I’m still me, you’re still you

It’s just one more winter

Just one more winter”

Yes! In the story of time, it seems that "I am still me! You are still you, just one more winter, just one more winter."

Just like this "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies", it is a classic example of "Zhuangzi·Equality of Things", which is a philosophical proposition put forward by Zhuangzi, the main representative of the Taoist school during the Warring States Period. In it, Zhuangzi uses romantic imagination and beautiful writing to describe and discuss the events of changing into a butterfly in a dream and the butterfly returning to himself after waking up from the dream. He proposes that it is impossible for people to accurately distinguish between reality and illusion, as well as life and death. materialized perspective. Although the story is extremely short, it has become a representative of Zhuangzi's poetic philosophy because it permeates the essence of Zhuangzi's poetic philosophy. Also because it contains romantic thoughts and emotions and rich philosophical thinking about life, it aroused the screams of many literati and poets in later generations and became a topic they often chanted. The most famous one is "Zhuang Sheng Xiao Meng Fan" in Li Shangyin's "Jin Se" Butterflies look forward to the emperor's spring heart and support the cuckoo."

At this moment! Wind, rain, snow, clouds! Whose butterfly dream! Pretty! I’m still not finished! Then let’s enjoy a song by Meng Tingwei, “There is a Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind” written by Li Anxiu and composed by Chen Yaochuan:

“There is a Cloud Made of Rain in the Wind

1 A cloud made of rain

The heart of the cloud is all rain

Every drop is you

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

A cloud made of rain

The cloud breaks my heart in the wind

I don’t know where it will blow again

Blowing and blowing, the flowers are falling

There is no trace of pity

Floating across thousands of miles

Waiting for your return

Every day When it rains again

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

Whenever I think of you again

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind Cloud

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

A cloud made of rain

The cloud in the wind breaks my heart

I don’t know where the blow will go again

Blowing and blowing, the flowers are falling all over the ground

Can’t find a trace of pity

Floating and fluttering across thousands of miles

Waiting for your return date

Whenever it rains again

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

Every time I think of you again

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

Blowing and blowing, the flowers fall all over the ground

There is no trace of pity

Floating across thousands of miles

Waiting for your return date

Whenever it rains again

Wind There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

Every time I think of you again

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind

Every time I think of you again

There is a cloud made of rain in the wind."

Meng Tingwei's voice is clear and sweet, with a girl-next-door feel, yet euphemistic and subtle. The characteristic of Meng Tingwei's voice is that it has no deliberate characteristics, which means that her voice is pure and unstained, unlike some "singers" who make things up for the sake of so-called characteristics. In fact, it is easy to get tired of hearing false voices, and it is also easy to be abandoned.

I’m drunk just thinking about it! In this Shiyin Zhai on the shore of Jueshui in southern Henan, the "selfless layman of Shihe" actually had such a wonderful dream! The same dream as "Zhuang Zhou dreamed of butterflies"!

At this moment! Wind, rain, snow, clouds! Whose butterfly dream! Pretty!

There is Gushi County in southern Henan. It is located at the southeastern end of Henan Province and at the junction of Henan and Anhui provinces. It is surrounded by the Dabie Mountains to the south and the Huaihe River to the north. It has beautiful scenery and a pleasant climate. "Qiaoba" is the local dialect of Gushi. If one word is used to encompass the meaning of pretty, good and beautiful, Gushi people like to use "Qiaoba" instead, and have very high requirements for it. They only admire and appreciate things the most. , can you enjoy the word "Qiaoba", just like my essay today "Wind, rain, snow, clouds!" Whose butterfly dream! Pretty! 》The name is the same!

Because the word "Qiaoba" is extremely popular in the local area, coupled with the beautiful south of the Yangtze River, special geographical location, unique mountains and rivers, simple and intelligent folks, and authentic and unique delicacies, "Qiaoba" "Qiaoba County" became the nickname of Gushi County. After the vicissitudes of time, perhaps "Wind, rain, snow, clouds!" Whose butterfly dream! Pretty! 》Or license!