Only through true inner peace can one find genuine tranquility. Inner peace is not a stagnant pool, but a calm sea pregnant with new waves; it is not being as motionless as a stone, but like a tree, silently growing tall and vast. In the intersections of reality and illusion, I have met different people and felt various emotions. Those landscapes, though brief, are enough to be remembered.
Living in a humble room, accompanied by objects and enjoying solitude, especially in the quiet mornings when no one visits. To describe my life: I am no more lonely than a duck in a lake or the lake itself; for how can water be a companion? I am like a dandelion on the vast prairie, a bean leaf, a fly, or a bumblebee—none of us are truly lonely.
As I grow older, I realize that life sometimes requires patience. Let what must come come, and let what must go, go. Do not force or cling. What one cannot let go of will eventually be released; what one cannot obtain will eventually arrive in another form. Do not be anxious or complain; wait to see what answers time will provide. Perhaps the answers themselves are not important; once you let go, nothing matters more than inner peace.
The lovely young green leaves are plucked gently in the early morning. After many processes, they seem to have aged, losing their initial freshness and luster. Now, they resemble hunched old men, curled up in dark, sealed boxes, quietly awaiting their fate.
Wisdom alone may lead to ruin, but two together may find salvation.
Ambition is the doorway to a career, and hard work is the journey to enter it.
Success breeds success; there is always a path to achievement.
The poor focus on the present, while the rich look toward the future.
