Under the old elm tree near Hanjun Li Antique City, books can bring positive energy to our spirit, and words can express our feelings. I recommend you to read more books and read good books. The following is the information I have compiled for you about the old elm beside Hanjun Li Antique City for your reference and use.
Old Elm/KLOC-0 near Hanjun Li Antique City has an "Antique City" in the east of Harbin. There is an old tree in front of the "Antique City", which is an elm tree. Elm is not only white, it looks like a mass of black things. Old trees, like people, show old age. At first glance, there is nothing to look forward to. The tree is ugly, its body is tilted, its branches are sparse, its skin is rough and cracked, and it is as ugly as standing, just like the ugly quasimodo who rings the bell in Notre Dame.
Fortunately, no matter how ugly and humble it is, it is still a tree. As a tree, it naturally has the name of "green plant" and is associated with such a major event as "environmental protection". Not only that, but also contaminated with the word "old". Although people nowadays are worthless or even boring, things have changed-no matter what they are, once they get old, they have the hope of becoming "antiques", such as ancient cities, ancient paintings, antiques and antiques. An old urinal, anyone who sees it will kick it away. But if we say that this urinal was used by people 7000 years ago, it will be very different from the ordinary drowning device immediately. No matter how embarrassing it looks, even if the edge is missing, it will become expensive or even priceless! It can be seen that once a thing is "ancient", let alone how awesome it is, how can it compare with the old man?
Also said that this tree. Although this tree is marked "green" and old, it is out of date-it just leans over and blocks a new straight road. Of course, it doesn't mean that it deliberately "plays big cards", nor does it mean that it deliberately blocks the horizontal. According to the public, it didn't "walk" on this road by itself. It used to stand there, but now it will be built into a wide asphalt road, and he just walked into the middle of the road. Or simply put it this way: the tree has not moved, but a new road has to cross it. So someone said indignantly, "Which comes first, the tree or the road?" Who's in the way? "At that time, the person who built the road said," It seems that this tree is indeed some years old and should be protected and not cut down. "So I built a short guardrail for the tree, made way for a small bend around the tree, and went around. As soon as it happened, it was a disaster. The news department gave a thumbs-up and praised, "Look! How strong people's awareness of caring for green plants is! Road builders are more environmentally conscious! They would rather turn on a straight road than cut down an old tree! "
With the "compassion" of these road-building armies and the high-profile care of the media, this old tree has been leaning, twisting its branches and opposing each other over the years, so that it can stand in the middle of this road and spend its time alive. There are more and more cars on the road this year. It's really an endless stream, day and night. Cars passed by it one after another, and exhaust gas choked it one after another. It can be said that every day is a "foggy day". But this old tree stood there stiffly, carrying it, and you didn't say PM2.5 or even PM250. Also, people and trees are not the same after all, and I really don't know whether they are comfortable or uncomfortable. I wonder what his life is like, probably like pedestrians coming and going from him every day. You don't know what's bothering him, what's his pleasure and what's his life like. Only he knows.
Don't talk nonsense In a few years, this road will be widened and rebuilt again.
Peter said that one day, I was walking on the side of the road and suddenly looked up, "Hey! The old tree that was there last night, why is it missing today? "
At this time, many road builders are repairing roads. I went over to one of them and asked, "Why is that tree gone?"
"Cut." He didn't look up or stop his work, but simply answered.
"Didn't you say to protect the trees in the city?"
"It was cut only yesterday."
"Why do you want to cut it?"
"ha! This time, the road has been widened, and you will see how bright! "
"At the beginning of the road construction, we made a detour for this tree ... the tree was not in the way ..."
He finally turned around and stared at me: "to tell you the truth, everything that stands in the way belongs to obstacles, and all obstacles must be removed." If they are not clear, we will be responsible. " In case the car hits a tree, we will have a big event-now everyone is talking about the rule of law ... "
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Yes, if a tree grows on the road, it may collide with a car. The tree was hit, but it didn't say anything and didn't go to court to complain. But if a man and a car hit a tree, he must sue. Of course, people are not suing trees, but suing the highway department. So, between people and trees, is it the right of survival of trees? Or the safe driving right of important people? In the past, it was reasonable to keep it from being cultivated, but it was against the rules. Since we are talking about the rule of law, how can we replace the law with emotion and let it grow on this road? Although plants have life, they can't be compared with human life, can they? Once the car hits a tree, it doesn't matter if the tree is knocked down. If a person is killed, the highway department will lose a lot of money! From this perspective, ecology and the rule of law are sometimes really embarrassing.
"alas! An old tree, so sacrificed under the' legal spirit'! " I looked at the "antique city" on the roadside and couldn't help sighing.
This "antique city" has long since lost its antiques. A few years ago, it was said that this land would be used to build commercial and residential buildings, and a part of the advance payment was collected to move out all the vendors doing business here. But since the "antique city" vacated, it has been so idle. Over time, more than a dozen empty broken houses on the ground are crumbling. Empty for four or five years. I suddenly remembered, didn't the state expressly stipulate that real estate developers should never be allowed to hoard land? Whoever gets the land must start construction within one year, otherwise, the state will recover the land. However, this land is so idle, and after so many years, it is still the same as before, and there is no sign of construction. It's just that in the dust under the eaves of an empty house, a dozen small wild flowers have newly grown, swaying in the wind and looking complacent. ...
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Heart lamp
In the Chinese textbook of junior high school, there is a text called "Lights on a Winter Night". The writer is morris gibson, an Englishman. He wrote in his article that once, he wanted to go from a desolate town in western Canada called Oaks to a farm 15 kilometers away to treat a child with a fever, but he didn't know the way. So, every household along the way turned on the lights, and in the dark night, the lights formed a long chain to guide the way, so that he could find his sick home smoothly. When I went back, the author wrote: "Every time my car passed by, the lights went out, and the lights in front were still on, waiting for me …" The article was short, but very touching. At that night, the light was so important that it was like a lighthouse on the shore, guiding the direction of the ship, and like a lighthouse on the runway, indicating the landing path.
The author didn't describe the light in detail, but I think it must be warm to see the halo on that cold winter night. Because the string of light chains in the dark night is actually composed of love, emitting the light of love.
Light brings light and fire brings warmth. Light brings hope to mankind.
According to Greek mythology, the reason why people can get fire depends on Prometheus' love for human beings. Because at that time, our weak human beings had no right to use fire. Prometheus ignited the first pile of branches and leaves in the jungle on earth with skyfire. The fire broke through the long night and enlightened human wisdom. Great changes have taken place between those who use fire and those who don't. This angered Zeus, the god. He locked Prometheus on the precipice of Caucasus Mountain and sent a vulture to peck his liver every day.
Prometheus, the great man, suffered the pain of all mankind alone and left the light to the earth.
We know that without fire, human beings would not have today's lifestyle, and it is impossible to create such a splendid civilization. According to Han Feizi more than 2,000 years ago, in the era of eating animals and blood, "people eat fruits and clams, and the stench hurts the stomach and causes many diseases. Some saints drill fire to make it stink, and the people say that it is the king of the world, and its name is Suiren. " The saints mentioned by Han Fei did not fly from outer space, but came from the people, from the secular, and were ancestors living on the land of China. He made a kindling, which is just an "invention" in real life-striking a fire. Prometheus took a "skyfire", saying that he took a branch of wood fennel and flew to a solar car to light it. No matter how to get it, human beings can never leave the fire. Fire brings not only warmth to people, but also light to the world. More importantly, it has changed the way of human existence. The cooking of food by fire has completely changed the eating habits of human beings; The flickering light enables people to identify things hidden in the dark. Its lighting function is not to be underestimated. Barbecue food transformed the "stomach and stomach", but it lit up the world, opened the eyes and inspired the soul. We can even say that from fire to oil lamps, candles and electric lights, this itself is a small microcosm of the development history of human wisdom.
When it comes to lights, scholars can't help but think of the scene of blue lights on ancient scrolls. Although people say that "the habit of lighting a lamp makes the Confucian scholar sour", the joy of the Confucian scholar can't help it. The light illuminates the handwriting on the book, which is a key to enlightenment and a flame that illuminates the soul. Throughout the ages, those who ask questions in their studies have started from reading again and again and embarked on a road of searching up and down.
In China, in ancient times, there were too many stories to read under the lamp. For example, Kuang Heng's Stealing the Light from the Wall, Che Yin's Firefly, Sun Kangying's Snow ... and in the Legacy of Kaiyuan Tianbao, there is even a record of "blowing fire to read", which is intriguing to read. The story says, "Su Xiang is a father who often hangs out with his servants and husbands, but he is tireless in his studies. Every time I want to study, I suffer from no lights and candles. I often blow a fire in the stable stove to illuminate this book. It was hard to learn, and then I went to the photo shoot. " Su Xiang studied with the help of the residual fire in the furnace, but he cultivated a good memory, which is unforgettable. The Biography of Su Xiang in the New Tang Dynasty says that he "has a thousand words, so he needs to repeat them." Su Xiang's later literary name was quite prosperous, and he was once as famous as Zhang Shuo. At that time, he was called "Xu Yan's great work". Su Xiang's official documents are so well written that even the emperor can't put them down. He is asked to make two copies for repeated appreciation. Li Deyu later commented: "In modern times, the imperial edict was self-contained." It can be seen that at first, it was the faint light in the stable that ignited a person's intelligence.
Anecdotes about reading at night abound in history books. The following two are interesting to read. First, there is a biography of Lu in the History of the North, saying that Lu "welcomed martial arts, sealed Wenyang County, added the champion general, and worshipped the assistant minister of Huangmen." Wei Wendi acceded to the throne, and made him a "knighthood", which made him a prominent pet. However, his status is very high. "Although he is also a militarist, he can't let go." When he was in power, he studied at night, so that the pale head held a candle and the candle burned several liters at night. "Looking at a book for one night, there are several liters of candles alone. Whether this is an exaggeration or the poor quality of those candles is unknown. However, it is always not bad to say that he is diligent and studies hard. The other is the record in Ban Gu's Hanshu Criminal Law. It is said that Qin Shihuang, who burned books and buried Confucianism, was very diligent on weekdays: "Bowing down to write, breaking the prison during the day, managing books at night, and deciding things by himself is one of the hanging stones. "Take a pious note and say," Hang it and weigh it. Stone, 120 Jin. The first emperor saved reading documents, daily trip 120 kg. "Criticism of official documents, I'm afraid it's only something that happened in his time, and later generations have never heard of it. However, it is not easy to read enough bamboo slips weighing 120 Jin under the lamp every night, even sweat slips and wooden slips.
Workload is always inevitable, not to mention studying hard at night? Imagine midnight is deeper, everything is silent, or cold windows, or bitter frost and rain. Others have already got into the warm bed and entered the gentle country, but these scholars are still lonely, which is really endless loneliness. Probably because of this, someone has created a virtual situation of "reading black tea at night", which adds a little color to the miserable reading life: faint fat red, jade sleeves, a little fragrance and a little gentleness. But to this, I have always been disapproving-if you really find a beautiful woman to accompany you, serve tea and soup for a while, add fragrance and cut candles for a while, but most of those literati don't have Liu Xiahui's concentration. If Dong Zhongshu doesn't concentrate on peeping at the garden for three years, I'm afraid you will be refreshed. Where can I read books? Of course, this is just a digression. In fact, the night is silent, the hubbub is far away, a candle, an ancient scroll, studying the situation in Mexico with great concentration, determined to understand the thoughts of sages. Isn't it a pleasure to be so quiet? Why bother those who enjoy it?
At this point, it suddenly occurred to me that most scholars like to read at night, and reading at night is inseparable from lights and candles anyway. However, few people describe this eye-catching electrical appliance. In the Qing Dynasty, Yuan Mei wrote a poem named "Deng", with eight lines, which only made me feel that the meaning was mediocre and there were few touching words. However, it still wrote in the book: "There is no happy event that can take a long time, because the color of dusk becomes brighter ... except for the book shadow, I can't get a little favor from silver." Wang Zhi, a poet in the Song Dynasty, wrote a poem entitled Snuff: "Nature can't control it, but it will open when it wants to. It's rainy and rainy, and spring is full of silver platforms. " It is difficult to guess whether the lamp he wrote is used for indoor lighting or reading at his desk. Although this poem is plain, its conception is obviously better than that of Yuan Mei. And Mr. Han Changli has a poem titled "Eight feet long is empty, two feet short is light ... every word is written at night, with blurred eyes and white hair." At this time, before taking the case, how can you sleep while reading? Once you have money, you are still arrogant, you are tall and beautiful. I sigh that there is nothing wrong with the world, and the corner is short-lived. " Wealth is long-lived, but poverty is short-lived. The author drafted his own short story, which is intriguing. So Su Zizhan said, "Don't let the Han Palace feel sad about the world, but Whitehead is still interested in short lights." When it comes to Zhao Shixiu's sentence "No appointment at midnight, knocking chess pieces and snuff", it is very fresh, leisurely and interesting. These are indoor lights and candles, and the fire in the wild is another taste. "The sun and the moon are coming out, and the fire is endless." The light of the sun and the moon is the skylight, and the fire is small, but it is a human being. Passers-by in a hurry on the journey, walking on the night road, probably looking forward to seeing the lights. However, although lighting can alleviate people's loneliness, it can easily cause people's worries about travel. Therefore, in the Tang Dynasty, there was "Jiang Feng fishing for fire and worrying about sleeping", and Zhang Jiuling was even more nostalgic for the bright moon, tossing and turning, so that "it was not black even though the candle was blown out" ("Looking at the moon and thinking about a distance"), and some things were still unfinished. In a word, think more under the light. In the eyes of these poets, whether it is a fishing fire in the wild or a lamp in the room, although the shapes are different, it always makes people think, both ancient and modern.
Scholars can't read at night without balm and candles, but don't think that only scholars have a soft spot for lights. In fact, this light is more sacred to monks than to ordinary people.
No matter at home or abroad, no matter what kind of pope, monk, priest or even soothsayer, without exception, they should use lights to create a solemn and mysterious atmosphere for their ceremonies. I have seen in foreign churches that two tall and thick candles are lit on the altar in front of the icon of Jesus, and some one-inch high prayer candles are placed on one side of the wing for believers to take. The windows of the church are tall and narrow, covered with stained glass, and the light in the hall is often dim. The flickering candlelight casts the figure of Jesus on the cross on the dark wall, which makes the atmosphere of the church more solemn and even gives people a sense of mystery. In our country, there is a ritual called light instrument in Taoist fasting. The Taoist priest holding the instrument holds a bright "lamp", which symbolizes that the sky shines above and the hell shines below. It is said that there are only 20 kinds of lamps and appliances described in the existing Taoist collections. Buddhism is no exception, even without temples and lights. No matter which temple we go into, we can see the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing. In that hall, cigarettes curl quietly, wooden fish sound ethereal, and butter lamps on the table in front of the Buddha are also around the clock. The lamp and fire reflect the compassionate face of the Buddha, and the Buddha's wish to save all beings is like a flash of light and rain, benefiting the world.
Lights have always been of special significance to Buddhists. Therefore, even the name of Buddha is often associated with lights and light. For example, "Burning Buddha", also known as Yuanbao Light Buddha or General Light Buddha, said that the day he was born, all directions were bright, surpassing the sun, moon and fire beads. Like Buddha, Buddhist scriptures also like to be named after lights. In its preface, the Buddhist masterpiece "Five Lantern Festival Yuan" said: "Since Jingdezhen, there have been records of lanterns, followed by,,, and general lanterns. The lights continue, and the sects branch, bang bang bang. He who knows the light, breaks the darkness of fools and understands his way. " The phrase "breaking the darkness of fools to understand their ways" is the clearest interpretation of the great desire of Buddhism to save the suffering and help all beings. The light shines, and the light illuminates the soul. As long as there is compassion and wisdom in everyone's heart and a little more love, the world will become a beautiful world.
Of course, you don't have to believe in Buddhism, or you don't have any religious beliefs, but you can't deny that all orthodox religions in the world start with love. At all times and in all countries, religions that don't talk about love at all can't be passed down from generation to generation. Because of this, in my mind, Buddhism has never been regarded as a belief. In my eyes, religion is more of a great hope for goodness and a tireless exploration of the ultimate answer to life. Doesn't it meet our purpose of reading and seeking knowledge? And those Buddhist scriptures, I think, are not just teachings for believers to recite, but actually more like the motto of caring for the elderly and persuading the late students to do good. Isn't this in line with human beliefs such as fraternity and benevolence? These thoughts are inspired by the temples and buddhas I have been to. And this kind of consciousness may be illuminated by the flame and Buddha's light of Jesus!
Thinking like this, I feel as if I am immersed in the sound of drums and wooden fish, and a gentle woman's song rings in my ear. The name of that song is Heart Lamp;
Light a heart lamp to light up the world,
Look, the pure land on earth is just around the corner.
One heart, one truth, one person, one acre of land,
The seed of happiness is in an instant.
Close your eyes and put your hands together,
I think sympathy is spreading.
When tears wash your face,
This is the realization of manna.
Close your eyes and put your hands together,
I think sympathy is spreading.
Desire for infinite beauty,
Bodhi mind never fades.