Look at the full text and tell me what life insights the author has gained from reeds.

I realize that the environment is powerful, survival is embarrassing, and there are many helplessness in life.

(2) realize that sticking to human nature requires a tenacious spirit of not giving in to harsh environment.

③ He realized that human beings need to stick to the essence and nature in order to inherit and develop continuously, and expressed positive and optimistic life beliefs.

Original works:

Approaching reeds

Chen Suoju

(1) the cold early spring, the sun has some brilliant, the wind is still cold, filar silk to cut people.

There is a large reed under the beach, which can probably be called "reed". In the early years, in autumn, reeds were cut down, either as firewood or as raw materials for paper making. I don't know if it's because I'm busy or other reasons. This reed was not cut this autumn, so the whole battle lasted the whole winter. The cold undoubtedly conquered them and changed them. That kind of conquest and change is powerful and irresistible. You must accept it and let it be at your mercy. What you can do is to know what you are doing and grasp the most important and essential thing in your life.

You have done this, so you can stay the same. That winter only changed your appearance, your face and your clothes. And your heart has sunk into the ground under your feet, where you stubbornly spend the winter, such as those small animals that also spend the winter under the soil. The tenacity of life lies in its effective way of retaining the essence. In this way, it doesn't have to tell others, but it must keep this crucial secret.

(4) But the reed is really old after all, a rag and a sad decline, and only the silent silence is still showing its tenacious nature. Dead leaves whimper in the wind, withered reed flowers sway in the wind, all of which seem helpless. Does the helplessness of this movie make me infected and feel helpless involuntarily?

There is too much helplessness in life, just like those helpless reeds. We have experienced it, and we may be frustrated by it. When we are conquered and changed by years and life, we also wrap ourselves tightly, hold our beliefs and confidence, and put on a winter look. Perhaps our external form has indeed been changed, ragged and withered, but our hearts are also in the thick soil, which is our infinite wisdom and stubborn nature. What have we lost and what have we gained? There is no doubt that we have conquered and preserved our nature and essence. We will undoubtedly be grateful for this, and as winners, we will become more acute, firm and confident.

6. What do you want to say to reeds when you approach them? Reed is speechless, so am I. Is silence also an understanding, an exchange and a kind of mind? The soil is soft under your feet and the sun is shining above your head. Soil and sunshine are like spring. Reid and I are close at hand. What kind of closeness is this? The closeness of life, the closeness of body, the closeness of mind and soul, or the closeness of other thoughts and behaviors that we still don't understand. We also entered the early spring after wintering, dressed in rags and decadent. In the silence without honor, in a corner that is easily forgotten, under the eyes of misunderstanding and contempt that may often be encountered, do we really feel helpless? Maybe not. At this time, we have been humiliated by too much experience, too much clarity and too many insights. We understand our own value and loftiness. Do we still need those applause and flowers?

All landowners at the foot of the soft soil bounce, suggesting the rhythm of my walking. I feel my ease and happiness, a kind of ease and happiness to understand life and overcome myself. This is a process of thoroughly remoulding for the winter and even deeper, a process of nirvana, a process of self-liberation and self-purification. We have experienced and defeated, so we can say that I am "me". Only at this time do we really feel that it is the most difficult thing to know ourselves and maintain our kind nature in the rolling world of mortals.

Today, I suddenly found something strange on the surface of the soil under my feet. It was a dense brown cone, a reed tip, another sharp declaration of the new reed, which was also powerful, unquestionable and irresistible. This is life, this is a new way of thinking and living, and this is what we expect when we hibernate from pain and confusion. Before long, those old reeds that have spent the winter will fall down and be replaced by younger, stronger and more powerful reeds.

Pet-name ruby I know this is inevitable, this is the truth that everything in the world changes in life and death.