Qu Yuan's Understanding of Heavenly Questions Asking Heaven or Asking Yourself

Anyone who can ask the sky has his own questions worth asking the sky, and he has the ability to ask the sky. Qu Yuan's "Heavenly Questions" should be about "asking the heavens", but naturally I don't dare to ask the heavens. Naturally, I do not dare to ask Heaven, because I do not have questions that require Heaven to answer, let alone the ability to do so. Since the questions are small, I usually answer them myself. Therefore, I often ask the mind. Then to ask the mind is to ask the heart. It has been said that to argue with others is eloquence; to argue with oneself is poetry. To ask oneself, to ask the heart, should be to argue with oneself, right? But I can't write poems well. It seems that I can't ask the heart well either. In fact, have I really asked the heart, what have I asked, how have I asked, and what answers has the heart given? What a muddle. Do I need to ask my heart any questions? Can I ask? Facing the city I live in, I ask: What is a city? Why must so many people live together in such a crowded place? Facing the computer, reading Death and Life. I want to ask you from afar: are you still pondering the true meaning of life? Clicking on "My Connections" over and over again, I always get the same result: the dial-up network could not complete the connection, please try again later. Am I the only one who is not in the network, but constantly want to enter, to find the boundless virtual world? My sleeping family suddenly said: Why don't you rest? So, I had to sleep. Closed eyes. The sea of mind two blank. I wondered why I was thinking about this today. In a haze. I asked one of my "heart questions". --Why do you ask? In a book exchange, someone asked: what is meant by reading? What is learning? No one was able to give a definite answer. I can't help but think of the 19th century British critic Walter Bagehot's comment on the meaning of "reading" and "learning". I can't help but think of the words of the 19th century English critic Walter Bagehot when he talked about "what is a nation". "We all know what it is if you don't ask; but it is impossible to explain or define it at once." When you think about it, we are in such a state with many questions. The simpler the question, the less it is always truly understood. For example: what does it mean to live? What is love? What is man? What is heaven? Or even what is work and what is walking? These do not seem to be questions, and it is difficult for us to say clearly for a while, at least for me. In 2006, Sichuan's college entrance examination essay question is, "life, there are many questions, some people are good to ask, some people are not good to ask, to ask for the topic, write an essay." In fact, "don't ask" when the "know", not really know. However, asking is not really knowing. In fact, we don't understand many questions, including those that seem simple. If we don't ask, it doesn't affect our normal work and life, and we may be happier if we don't ask than if we do ask. All day on some people may not be a problem in the problem, chewing the words, thinking, and often puzzled, is there a point? There is still some meaning, at least to deepen the understanding of some problems a little. People should also encounter problems, ask more why? Although it may not be clear, can not immediately explain or define it, but still more than not ask to understand a little.