When the spring is dry, it is better to forget the fish when they are on land.
The role model is to lower your head and settle down and ask the people for it ~
During the Warring States Period, Zhuangzi's family was poor, and he often ate the last meal without the next one. His wife told him to go out to borrow grain, so he went to the supervisor Hou to borrow grain. Hou Jianhe promised to borrow it in the autumn, but Zhuangzi said it was a long way home. His wife asked him to borrow it from another place. He said that to live together like a crucian carp in heat, it is better to forget about it and learn from it. "
The wife had to secretly shed tears, got a divorce certificate and soon married a rich man and lived a happy life.
Two fish were trapped in the rut. In order to survive, two small fish feed each other with water in their mouths. Such a scene may be touching, but such a living environment is abnormal and even helpless. For fish, the ideal situation is that the sea will eventually flood and the two fish will finally return to their own world. Finally, they forgot each other in the rivers and lakes. In their most suitable place, live happily, forget each other and forget life.
Fish that can be forgotten may be the happiest. And what if one of them cannot be forgotten?
Maybe the same is true of people and feelings.
Sometimes, in order to survive, it is necessary and helpless to care for each other.
"Caring for each other" may be very touching; And "rivers and lakes forget each other" is a realm, which may require an open and indifferent attitude.
Being able to forget and give up is also a kind of happiness.
We once loved some people deeply. When I am in love, I regard the morning and evening as eternity, and I regard a moment as being loved for a lifetime, so I promise, so I hope to hold your hand and live happily ever after. Then everything disappears, and then we finally understand that eternity is a rare thing and happiness is a mysterious and fragile thing. Maybe love has nothing to do with happiness, maybe the ultimate happiness in this life has nothing to do with the person in the deepest part of my heart, maybe one day in the future, we will hold someone's hand and see the scenery all over our lives.
In fact, there is nothing to promise and nothing to lose. Everything has its own destination. We learned to bow our heads, learn not to force, learn to hide deeply, bury you deeply, and hide in places where the smoke and dust of the years can't reach.
Just, just why on a rainy night, on a silent night, you still fade in and out vaguely in my heart; Fade out, fade in, take away and erase.
I used to love you so much; I thought you were the reason for happiness.
Now, look back on our past. What used to think technetium took care of each other?
Is it easy to talk to each other?
There may be two kinds of feelings in the world that can be called love, one is to love each other and kill each other, and the other is to forget each other.