After fully recognizing himself, Tao Yuanming found that wealth was not my wish, and the hometown of emperors could not be expected, so he picked chrysanthemums under the east fence and saw Nanshan leisurely, leaving a story of five buckets of rice. Li Bai, a generation of poetic immortals, was a famous imperial scholar in the capital in those days. After fully recognizing himself, he sent out the feeling of being able to bend his eyebrows, and made me raise a white deer on my green slope and ride to you, Dashan. When I needed you, I wrote a beautiful talk about my family. Oberman, I am nothing to the universe, but everything to myself; Marx, the essence of all truth is that man finally knows himself; Lin Qingxuan, what a person needs when facing the outside world is a window. When he faces himself, he needs a mirror. Only through the window can he see the light of the world, and only with the mirror can he see his own stain. Actually, neither the window nor the mirror is important. What matters is your heart. Your heart is broad, and your knowledge will be great. When your heart is bright, the world will be bright.