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On Yan Hui's Papers
If you are not a fish, you will know the happiness of fish. One day, while Hui Shi and Zhuang Zhou were swimming in the city, they saw a group of minnows swimming back and forth and felt very comfortable. Zhuangzi felt: "The squid swims leisurely, and only the fish are happy." Keiko asked, "If you are not a fish, you will know the happiness of fish." Zhuangzi said, "If I were not a son, would I know the joy of fish?" I have been deeply touched by the story that happened in 2000. People always jump to conclusions about the happiness and happiness of others. No one can see what is hidden behind the flashing smile of the lights. Tears may not bring happiness. If you are not them, how do you know their happiness and pain? "A spoonful of food, a spoonful of drink, living in a mean alley, people can't bear to worry, and they won't change their fun when they go back." Yan Hui's happiness is actually such a "shy" life. Coco's world is so beautiful, where does he need pity? "Zhuangzi is fishing in Lishui." The king of Chu sent doctors and doctors to the front and said, "If only I could be tired in China!" Zhuangzi was fishing alone by the clear water of Pu River, and two doctors from Chu came here travel-stained, with Chu Weiwang's last wish-to give Chu Xiang to Zhuangzi. Zhuangzi actually "ignored it!" I still caught his fish leisurely, but left two doctors of Chu waiting respectfully aside. Finally, I really pitied them as ministers and asked them to go back and tell them "I want to drag my tail in the paint". How did Dr. Chu, who caught a glimpse, realize the happiness of this "high-headed and yellow-headed" saint fishing in the clear waves; How did you realize that Zhuangzi would rather drag Ba to live freely in muddy water, because he is not Zhuangzi? I once saw a star on TV say to the camera, "I really hope to find someone who really knows me and appreciates me, not because of my fame and fortune, but because I see my shining soul in my flesh and blood like others." In fact, who can really understand the loneliness behind applause? "People look up at the halo hanging over the stars, envy their noble dress and envy their happiness under the light. But this may be the image in the play. After all, you are not them. How can I know if there is sadness behind that smile? Are money and fame their happiness? Your idol is them, but who is their idol? Maybe a tramp sleeping on the street. Despising God always pities the sufferings of the world, but how can he understand the happiness and sadness of the world from above? The flowers withered, the grass withered and the leaves fell. I don't know whether they are happy or sad in the end, because people are not vegetation. A red fish in the deep sea met a poet who thought it was lonely. The sentimental poet lamented the silent pain of the red fish. Red fish squinted indifferently, wagged its tail and sneaked back to find its partner. More than two thousand years ago, Keiko's laughter sounded: You are not a fish, you know the happiness of fish.