Does the cognition from different angles remind us of the fable that the blind man touches the elephant? Everyone accepts the world with his own sense of reality, but he can't be perfect.

Autumn wind blows, and a leaf falls gently. Under the tree, the poet of Goose Guanbo gracefully picked up the dead leaves and chanted "A leaf falls to know the autumn on earth".

Rather critical, the product tripod knows autumn. The ancients who sat silently in the autumn wind left us a proverb. A word from Miao Yan, an ancient man with nothing in his heart, has built a philosophical system that shines all over the world for us. Just like the subjective idealism of "I can see when flowers bloom", "rather critical" has its one-sidedness.

When I first stood in front of Mona Lisa, I was shocked by the realism of oil painting and dizzy by the mysterious scene. I stuck out my tongue and sighed: "So western oil paintings are so vivid!" So in my mind, realism has become synonymous with oil painting. Impression of the exhibition, sunrise quickly overturned this assertion. If in Monet's bright colors, the lady under the parasol shows a blurred smile, the stone wall of Cologne church shows mottled light, and the dome of Paris station is covered with hazy steam. ...

I saw the hazy and gorgeous side of western oil painting. "Now, I won't use a word to describe western oil painting, because it is too colorful. I have seen Van Gogh's wildness, appreciated Seurat's rationality, marveled at the publicity of expressionism, and admired the psychedelic surrealism. And I know that the world of art is too deep and wide, and what I know is always just the tip of her tongue.

The world of art can't be rather critical, and the flower beds of literature can't be seen.

In Huiji Mountain, celebrities in Wei and Jin dynasties irrigated an orchid with wine poems, with elegant petals; On the Youzhou stage, Chen Ziang looked at the back of the literati in Wei and Jin Dynasties and shouted, "Where are those lost times before me? Behind me, are the future generations? " , this is magnificent; On the boat of the Yangtze River, the poet immortal "drank into the luxurious intestines, seven minutes of moonlight, the other three minutes of whistling into a firm but gentle sound, embroidering his mouth and spitting out half a Tang Dynasty", which was heroic; On Yueyang Tower, Fan Zhongyan chanted, "If you live in a temple, you will worry about the people, and if you live in rivers and lakes, you will worry about your husband." Worried about your country and people. How many wonderful works have gathered in China's literary world in the past five thousand years? I wonder how you can "meet rather critical"?

Only one phenomenon, one subtle part, can infer the whole, which reminds people of the story of the blind touching the elephant. Literature needs to be understood step by step, art needs to be fully understood, and the whole world has endless levels. How many philosophers have thought and pursued the truth of the world through the ages; But the world is colorful, no one can describe it with one color, and no one can describe it with only one color just because they see one color!

When a dead leaf falls gently, I will sing, "In April, the beauty of the earth is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple."