Desiring what does not belong to you often causes you to lose what originally belonged to you.
Being unable to see your strengths is regrettable; being unaware of your weaknesses is pitiful.
Regret is a way to analyze past actions.
The three measures of life: a person's life can be gauged by three 'measures,' which accumulate and evolve over time. First, courage—youthful fearlessness as in the saying 'a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger.' Second, strength—adulthood is the peak of physical power. Third, tolerance—proportional to knowledge; the more one learns, the wider the vision, the greater the capacity of the mind.
Understanding people—by observation one can discern human nature: reading above to know below, far to know near, front to know back, surface to know interior, fast to know slow, heavy to know light, wide to know narrow, deep to know shallow, complex to know simple, thick to know thin, movement to know stillness, breath to know intake, truth to know falsehood, ugliness to know beauty, evil to know righteousness, loss to know gain, sorrow to know joy, muddle to know clarity, bitterness to know sweetness, shade to know sunlight, fall to know rise, night to know day, winter to know spring. Careful observation allows true understanding of others.
Intelligence surpasses knowledge, quality surpasses intelligence, awareness surpasses quality. Direction is more important than method, motivation more important than ability, being a good person outweighs accomplishing tasks.
Most worries stem from an inability to let go of past joys, clinging too tightly to those who have left, withered emotions, or forgotten events.
The world is rich and colorful because of differences; there is no need to imitate others, for everyone is unique and capable of their own achievements. Focusing solely on others while ignoring yourself leads to lost happiness.
Half-withered branches fall onto trailing vines, twirling like waves as they move forward, seemingly with a purpose. Passing through the crimson maple forest, the leaves sway on the branches, as if showing off their freedom, yet I am not envious. A brief rest, a momentary pause; but when the northwest wind rises, their fate may differ from mine.
