Chapter 325: 417 chapters, the life I admire most

417 chapters, the life I admire most

_________Walking with Love Part Sixty-one

The sunset again sank in the west, the sky gradually grew dim. I faced the setting sunset, as if facing the passing of time......

No one can call back the sunset, unless a new day begins again. And when a new day begins, and when a new day begins, today becomes yesterday.

What was yesterday like? Someone collected yesterday in the Natural History Museum. When we face those early human fossils, our mood becomes even more bewildered and incomprehensible: Is this our yesterday?

What can those silent fossils show us? And what can they explain?

The Natural History Museum is the place I least want to go! I'd rather spend time by the river in the wilderness than look at whatever dinosaurs, elephants, amber, etc., those things that died millions of years ago. Even the most barren field will have life existing, and those tenacious lives often grow and survive in those barren places!

The life I admire most is that which can adapt and survive in harsh environments—not those artificially pampered delicate lives; nor those lifeless fossils manipulated by others!

Taiwanese poet Ximurong, upon seeing the ancients' fossils, felt moved and said ______

In such ancient times

There had also been the same story

Was the konghou player also sixteen years old?

Or is it saying that I am tonight?

That is that woman

This poet just likes to let imagination run wild. How can you tell that the fossil is that sixteen-year-old girl from ten million years ago? How can yesterday's story be the same as today's? The blind little girl Helen Keller that I wrote about, she prayed to God to give her give her three days of light, and within the limited three days of light, she actually wanted to spend a day's light visiting the museum! This means he would spend one-third of his life looking at those things.

I don't know what's good to see about those things? She said she most wants to see the Art Museum! This I understand even less: I, when viewing art, should get close to nature. She said through art to search for the human soul. Could the human soul be in the museum? I really don't understand!

The manifestation of the human soul lies in the various details of life. Every detail of life reveals the shadow of the soul. Even in a great artist, one cannot fully pour a person's soul into shape with one's own hands! An artist's work is merely a partial false shell of a person! Even the finest artwork about a person will not contain the person's spirit and soul!! It will not allow life to be reborn or once!

Besides life, there is nothing lovelier in this world! Of course, the life I speak of refers to those with noble spirit and noble soul!

Not those who are merely beast‑like in appearance!

I don't want to explore art; perhaps it's because I lack talent in this area? I'd rather explore the value and meaning of human existence―――

Being human, while alive, one should do something beneficial for society, even a tiny beneficial act! Being human...............................................

While I was saying these foolish words, time slipped away again, and the sunset on the horizon had already sunk into the dark heavens, in the midst of nurturing the beginning of a new day.

A new day has begun. In this new day, I will again see the sun's new face! World, are you also like that? You are surely new! Am I also new?

(Heart tied to the disaster area, emotion tied to the disaster area: may peace, courage, confidence, and strength be with the people of the disaster area, accompany them! Keep company!)