Chapter 739: Flowers are properly red, leaves are properly green

Flowers are properly red, leaves are properly green.

March 18: Flowers are properly red, leaves are properly green.

One, people are unknowable, but, Tagore's words are also unbelievable.

Tagore said: "A person is a riddle," what kind of riddle is this? What is the riddle's surface? This answer, Tagore did not say.: "People are unknowable."

"People are unknowable," but, Tagore's words, still are unbelievable. Are people truly unknowable?

People. "How he comes naked from mother's womb, likewise he goes naked; what he has gained through toil, he cannot take even a bit in his hands......"

Although that person lives a thousand years, lives another thousand years, yet does not enjoy blessings, would not everyone go to the same place?........

"Would not everyone go to the same place," is this person not knowable?

Two, what to say, spring properly comes, flowers properly red, leaves properly green, fortune properly prosperous......

In Dream of the Red Chamber, that Zhen Yinshi explains the riddle of life like this, he says: "Shabby room, empty hall, back then no full beds; withered grass, ruined field, once was a song and dance arena." Now the shabby room, empty hall. Back then it could be lively, everywhere song voices swayed, zither and lute lingered; now people have left the building empty, eyes full of desolation, "The swallows that once flew before the halls of Wang and Xie have flown into the homes of commoners."........

That "Spider silk fills the carved beams, green gauze again on the pavilion window." This is truly, lord, do not dance; time can make everything turn to dust; what to say, ointment properly thick, powder properly fragrant, spring properly comes, flowers properly red, leaves properly green, fortune properly prosperous, how in the blink of an eye the temples turn to frost again? Lord, do not see the Huang He's waters coming from the heavens, rushing to the sea never to return; lord, do not see the lofty hall Brightness mirror grieving white, morning like black hair, evening turning to snow; in life, when pleased, one must fully enjoy; do not let the golden cup face the moon empty. Saying this, the heart and mind are too inevitably small, you should still, as the Wind, cherish things and broaden your vision.......... (ten dots).

Three, still better to plant more flowers, less thorns..

Yesterday, at the yellow earth ridge's head, selling white bones; today, in the red gauze canopy, lying mandarin ducks. The ten-thousand-li Great Wall still exists, not seeing the former Qin Shihuang. In this world, you come and I go, winter passes, spring comes, hurriedly passing; you see that――――boxes full of gold, boxes full of silver, fresh flowers clustered, applause long; because disliking the small gauze hat, causing the cangue to resist, in the blink of an eye, beggars all are slandered..

Still, in life, do more good deeds, plant more flowers, plant fewer thorns........ \