Selected philosophical stories about life

Life is like falling leaves, follow nature and be content with the circumstances. Everything needs to be done at any time, anywhere, casually, and more importantly, it needs to be adapted to the circumstances. Don't worry about external interference, don't give up on external erosion, and use your life to shine through the different colors of the seasons like fallen leaves. The following is what I have compiled for you, I hope it will be helpful to you!

Chapter 1: Age Issues

A friend encountered an interesting thing in Paris, France: I went with a tour guide and my wife When they visited a museum, the staff at the museum entrance was only willing to sell them two tickets because the staff thought his wife was under eighteen years old. My friend was also very angry. He seriously asked the tour guide to translate for him and told the staff that his wife only looked young, but was actually over thirty. However, the staff refused to charge more for one ticket, which made him moved and puzzled. Later, he learned that the treatment of museum staff is not linked to the museum's ticket revenue. The purpose of the French setting up the museum is to bring more people, especially young people, closer to art.

Similarly, a friend who immigrated to Canada expressed frustration when talking about her age. She said that Westerners can never understand the age of Easterners, and every time they go to a bar, they are asked to show their ID card. , I really want to tell them: Please, I am already middle-aged.

Museums and bars also have age limits for teenagers, one is very loose, the other is very strict. It is like the mentality of a good gardener towards seedlings: he will not hesitate to provide sunlight, water, nutrition and love, but will reject any possible damage.

Part 2: Less than a Day Old

"Today is the first day of the rest of your life." In Velma Daniel's book "Celebrate Joy", she gave this A new interpretation of a familiar phrase. She once interviewed a man who went to Alaska to visit the Eskimos, and the man's words made everyone realize something.

"Never ask an Eskimo how old he is. If you ask, he'll say 'I don't know and I don't care.' That's what one of them said to me.

< p> "When I asked him the second time, he said: 'No, that's it. ’ That’s not enough for me. So I asked him, ‘How much less?’ and he said, ‘Less than a day. '

"The Eskimos believe that by the time they go to sleep at night, they are dead, dead to the world.

"Then when they wake up in the morning, they come back to life. , get new life. As a result, no Eskimo survived a single day. This is what the Eskimos mean when they say he is less than a day old. The day is not over yet. "

"Life in the Arctic Circle is harsh and cruel, and basic survival has become the main goal," he explained. "However, you will never see a worried and anxious Eskimo. . They learned to take it one day at a time. ”

Have you learned how to put worries and anxieties aside and live each day?

Today is the first day of the rest of your life.

Chapter 3: The Prize of Happiness

A leisurely old man was waiting on a busy road in the downtown area. Countless pedestrians passed by him like a flock of gulls flying over a stranded ship. His wise eyes scanned everyone's faces, and he sighed softly. Occasionally, he would walk up to a pedestrian, stop him or her politely, whisper something, and then stuff something into that person's chest.

Late at night, the old man returned to a club and told the person in charge that I had given bonuses to everyone I confirmed.

What's going on?

It turns out that this wealthy club suddenly had a sudden idea and spent a large amount of money and appointed experts with very good research on people's expressions to wait for a day in the most prosperous area of ????the city. , every happy person judged by experts will receive a bonus.

The person in charge said, well, you did a good job, but I guess the money must not be enough? < /p>

Chapter 4: Disease Note

People are fleeing, amidst the sound of disease, among dogwood, mugwort, calamus and plantain, fleeing from one disease to another A disease, they say you are recovering. You see yourself getting thinner and thinner day by day, and you can no longer return to the bitterness of childhood.

Along the way, the roads are getting shorter, the houses are getting shorter, and the water is flowing. Narrowing.

Life is just another huge disease that hurts and torments in the days. It goes through love, hate, love, hatred, and a life of joy and sorrow.

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Illness carries you, life carries you, bumping in the river

Your body is like an iceberg that is beginning to melt, collapsing day and night.

Some breezes turn over the old prescription of tranquility. The bright moon is three coins, two pines and cypresses, four taels of sunshine, a pure heart, the world's motto, smile at life and death, and the remaining half basket of crisp birdsong is stirring among the green leaves.

The disease lives in its days of varying lengths. We live with pain of varying degrees.

Enter its interior and step out the details. We are finding our own days in illness.

Some diseases surge in the body and feed some people.

Some diseases move around outside the body, and some people die.

Chapter 5: Rain Lotus

Once, when I was walking through a lotus pond in the rain, I saw a pond of green clouds, with a single half-open red lotus standing among them.

I was stunned by it for a moment. It looked like a red lotus that could not bloom, could not speak, was about to become red, and was not yet fragrant.

The rain was pouring all over the sky but indifferently. There was such a red lotus in the vast and unreachable gray! It was like a pile of fire that was about to light up, like a jar of color that was about to be poured out! I immediately By the pool, even if you don't want to catch the moon, you will probably make a mistake.

Isn’t life just like a rain? You once jumped for joy in it ignorantly, you once meditated in it obsessively - but more often, you have to endure the cold and damp, the helplessness and Lonely and living with the fantasy of a sunny day.

However, look at that lotus, how selfless and selfless it is in the rain! When there is no sunshine, it is sunshine; when there is no joy, it is happiness! A lotus There is such a perfect and self-sufficient world!

If there is a lotus in the pond, if there is a lotus in the heart, why bother about the long rainy season?