This is a story about telling the truth. Should a man tell the truth? Everyone would say yes. But in the context, to be honest, it's not that easy. For example, a famous chateau in France had a problem: one year, extreme weather caused the quality of its grapes to be compromised. It's a conundrum for people who sell alcohol -- let's not be honest, customers can taste it; To be honest, I was afraid no one would buy it. What is to be done? I saw the advertisement copy of teacher Shu Chen: "The climate makes the grapes sour, this cup is to toast the imperfection of this year." In this copy, "imperfection" becomes a feature. In China, much the same is happening. The high temperatures in the summer of 2022 affected the growth of hairy crabs, which were much smaller than in previous years. Faced with this situation, how to write advertising copy? Some businesses, the previous year's advertising word is "plump plump and tender, crystal red oil run", this year's advertising word is still "plump and tender, crystal red oil run". This is called dishonesty. My friend and Caitou, put forward an AD copy: "Although the crab is small this year, it is also a period for a while." Big year or small year, it is this year. This year will never come again, no matter how bad it is, it is a special year in your life. What inspired me was to speak the truth, cherish my experience, and keep looking forward to the future. Now that's the highest level of honesty.

The reason why we emphasize the humanistic spirit today is to oppose scientism. To oppose "scientism" is not to oppose "science". We should distinguish between these two concepts: one is science and the other is scientism. There is nothing inherently wrong with science. Science has now permeated every aspect of our lives, and according to Marx, this has a very positive civilizing significance.

Echo Zhuangzi said in his article "Autumn Water" : "Autumn water arrives." At the beginning of the text, people feel that a wide and clear river flows from a distance, wandering slowly in the quiet autumn. Because the river is wide, the scene on both sides is small. When Zhuangzi said that he could not distinguish a cow from a horse, he meant that the space was so vast that he could not distinguish the shape of a cow from a horse. I think he's trying to gently remind us of our visual limitations. I sat on the windowsill, watching the autumn water in front of the window, and saw a ship untethered drifting farther and farther away, until it was a black dot, until at last it was out of sight. I think of Zhuangzi's description of "the boat that is not tied", we always tie the boat in front of the eyes can see, perhaps "autumn water", this boat, not in front of me, but can go with the current to the end of the world. How far can our vision really see? How small can our eyes perceive? In both the East and the West there were exquisitely crafted works of art. An entire copy of the Heart Sutras or the Ode to the Red Cliff is carved on a piece of ivory the size of a grain of rice. When viewed with a magnifying glass, the lines, thinner than a hair, are smooth and graceful, as good as those of a famous calligrapher. In the 17th century, still life painting was popular in the Netherlands. On the table was a plate with a fish on it. The fish was covered with scales, and the scales reflected thin reflections. The art of skilled craftsmen challenges the limits of vision, but also challenges the limits of manual skills, like athletes to challenge the speed or height of the limit, once beyond the limit of difficulty, will cause onlookers to cheer and scream. Today's autumn water clearly did not make me cry out for joy, I only saw a ship cast off the line, drifting farther and farther out of sight, so that I knew the limits of my vision. In addition to the limits of vision, there may also be the limits of mental perception. That dark dot that was getting farther and farther away, I knew it was a boat. In the long volume of Huang Gongwang's "Living in the Fuchun Mountains", ships are an ink line in the blank. A ship is not necessarily a fine visual identification. It can be a small black dot in the wide and clear horizon of autumn water. It is not the existence we see, but the existence we know rationally. We can do an experiment, take the recognizable objects in the vision gradually far away, so far that the object is unrecognizable, the vision is critical, the vision is hopeless. But at the edge of visual despair, perhaps, is where the mind's vision begins to unfold. Visual despair, but make people realize: our proud vision, how much invisible things. A ship, do not have to retreat far, the visual is just a black dot. How far does a mountain need to retreat? How far does an autumn water need to retreat? Because of Zhuangzi, many artists from the visual craftsman slowly transition to the spiritual vision of the pursuers; From being satisfied with the skill limit of cheering and screaming, step by step, understanding the skill limit is still far away from the quiet tolerance of beauty. They know the limits of vision, they know the humility between heaven and earth. They began to back away, back to see the mountains just ink halo, see the water just blank. They abandoned the joy of cheering and screaming, they like the original arrogant "river Bo" in the autumn water, came to the sea, see the ocean in front of the big, incredible, only to know that they know very little, only "look at the ocean and sigh". Therefore, in the long roll of landscape, the ship can be humble to just a small point, an ink line; Mountains can also be just a small piece of faint ink halo, as for the autumn water, of course, can not mind is a large expanse of white space. I scream at the window into the empty autumn water. The end of the roar reverberated on the water wave, all the way to the other side. On the other side, there was an MRT train heading towards the city. The end sound swirled in the wind, partly drowned out by the sound of cars, and partly carried forward into the valley on the other side. The valley was filled with sound, and the treetops, grass, springs, and crevices echoed, even the thin wings of the insects. I wait, knowing that all the echoes are still lingering on the autumn water.

Echo Zhuangzi said in his article "Autumn Water" : "Autumn water arrives." At the beginning of the text, people feel that a wide and clear river flows from a distance, wandering slowly in the quiet autumn. Because the river is wide, the scene on both sides is small. When Zhuangzi said that he could not distinguish a cow from a horse, he meant that the space was so vast that he could not distinguish the shape of a cow from a horse. I think he's trying to gently remind us of our visual limitations. I sat on the windowsill, watching the autumn water in front of the window, and saw a ship untethered drifting farther and farther away, until it was a black dot, until at last it was out of sight. I think of Zhuangzi's description of "the boat that is not tied", we always tie the boat in front of the eyes can see, perhaps "autumn water", this boat, not in front of me, but can go with the current to the end of the world. How far can our vision really see? How small can our eyes perceive? In both the East and the West there were exquisitely crafted works of art. An entire copy of the Heart Sutras or the Ode to the Red Cliff is carved on a piece of ivory the size of a grain of rice. When viewed with a magnifying glass, the lines, thinner than a hair, are smooth and graceful, as good as those of a famous calligrapher. In the 17th century, still life painting was popular in the Netherlands. On the table was a plate with a fish on it. The fish was covered with scales, and the scales reflected thin reflections. The art of skilled craftsmen challenges the limits of vision, but also challenges the limits of manual skills, like athletes to challenge the speed or height of the limit, once beyond the limit of difficulty, will cause onlookers to cheer and scream. Today's autumn water clearly did not make me cry out for joy, I only saw a ship cast off the line, drifting farther and farther out of sight, so that I knew the limits of my vision. In addition to the limits of vision, there may also be the limits of mental perception. That dark dot that was getting farther and farther away, I knew it was a boat. In the long volume of Huang Gongwang's "Living in the Fuchun Mountains", ships are an ink line in the blank. A ship is not necessarily a fine visual identification. It can be a small black dot in the wide and clear horizon of autumn water. It is not the existence we see, but the existence we know rationally. We can do an experiment, take the recognizable objects in the vision gradually far away, so far that the object is unrecognizable, the vision is critical, the vision is hopeless. But at the edge of visual despair, perhaps, is where the mind's vision begins to unfold. Visual despair, but make people realize: our proud vision, how much invisible things. A ship, do not have to retreat far, the visual is just a black dot. How far does a mountain need to retreat? How far does an autumn water need to retreat? Because of Zhuangzi, many artists from the visual craftsman slowly transition to the spiritual vision of the pursuers; From being satisfied with the skill limit of cheering and screaming, step by step, understanding the skill limit is still far away from the quiet tolerance of beauty. They know the limits of vision, they know the humility between heaven and earth. They began to back away, back to see the mountains just ink halo, see the water just blank. They abandoned the joy of cheering and screaming, they like the original arrogant "river Bo" in the autumn water, came to the sea, see the ocean in front of the big, incredible, only to know that they know very little, only "look at the ocean and sigh". Therefore, in the long roll of landscape, the ship can be humble to just a small point, an ink line; Mountains can also be just a small piece of faint ink halo, as for the autumn water, of course, can not mind is a large expanse of white space. I scream at the window into the empty autumn water. The end of the roar reverberated on the water wave, all the way to the other side. On the other side, there was an MRT train heading towards the city. The end sound swirled in the wind, partly drowned out by the sound of cars, and partly carried forward into the valley on the other side. The valley was filled with sound, and the treetops, grass, springs, and crevices echoed, even the thin wings of the insects. I wait, knowing that all the echoes are still lingering on the autumn water.

In our society today, the more the better. The more money we have, the more things we can buy, the more places we can go, the more adventures we can go on, the more troubles we can avoid. In this consumer culture society, we are all doing our best to avoid being in the "empty" and nothingness, but no one can escape the nothingness. We are so used to filling up our lives that the slightest sense of emptiness can lead to discomfort and even fear. This obsession with the "full" is the root of all kinds of greed. Greed is not only about money, but also about experience. People feel entitled to explore every corner of the earth, to taste, drink and have every kind of food, drink and experience imaginable. It's great to be open, but you have to be able to accept all the gifts that life has to offer. When we have expectations, we are inevitably disappointed. When we don't get what we deserve, it leaves us bitterly disappointed. It is precisely because we want to have it all and lose it when we get it that we cannot fully enjoy being human. After all, we are all limited. We cannot travel all over the world and have the time, energy or resources to do everything we want to do. No matter how hard we try or imagine, we can't have everything we want. This obsession with the "full" also leads to the greed of love. People feel entitled to unlimited passion and love, "I want to experience love to the fullest, I want to love more people." Indeed, the mind's capacity is limitless -- to heal, nourish, love and move through experience, and to persevere. But we only have one life, one body, and just being able to love the person in front of us is enough to make us feel small. This is the paradox of being human. We can love the whole world, but not 500 lovers at once. Let's start by loving the people around us, so that your love will spread to those we love like a wave, and with the wave, the flow of love will be spread layer by layer to the rest of the world. The human heart can carry the whole human race, but we can't care for everyone at the same time. Let us be simple and humble, with love for humanity in our hearts, and that love will pass through each of us, one person at a time. Love can only be fulfilled in individuals. All we can do is to be completely true to ourselves, starting with small things and caring for everyone around us.

When everything you've tried to put off and avoid is in front of you, when the dream you've been chasing is in your hand, when everything you've worked so hard for is a rose, open your eyes, though they're used to looking around; Let go of your mind, though it is always thinking; Open your heart, though it is stuck in the past. Gently, gently, open yourself up and look tenderly at the first thing you see. Poetry is always a sudden teacher, and this poem of mine is guided by an inner voice. This poem came out to show me that we need to let go of judgments and conclusions in order to experience the world directly again. Brain wisdom is always "clever" in teaching us to weave our past experiences together into a coat we call a conclusion. And so day after day, year after year, we end up weaving a set of what we call "principles," a wardrobe full of "history." In the end, however, all these insights, conclusions, principles, and histories become a heavy burden on our journey through life. Sooner or later, our assumptions and conclusions will form a solid screen between us and our immediate life experience. It is true that we need to gather wisdom -- it is one of the gifts of intelligence. But not all conclusions are worthy of a permanent collection. Often no matter how hard we try, our eyes are busy searching around for things we've already seen, until one day we lose sight of what's right in front of us. Our brains are busy planning, estimating, analyzing and judging, sorting things into good and bad categories, concluding that this is a blessing or a curse, a danger or an advantage. All of this prevents us from opening our minds to the world we live in. Our hearts are busy remembering how touched and cared for we once were, trying to do it again; Our hearts continue to dwell on how we were hurt, betrayed or shocked, and try to avoid that misfortune again. But getting stuck in so-called good memories or avoiding past hurts can prevent us from engaging in the present life experience. We all do. I'm no exception. Therefore, it is necessary to begin the practice of opening ourselves up and letting go of our baggage so that we can fully deal with everything we see at first sight. For if we can empty the veil before our eyes, remove the cloud of doubt from our minds, and lift the heavy weight from our hearts, the beauty and sanctity of living will be present in every moment of our lives.

There comes a time in everyone's life when God gives you an opportunity to realize your potential. Faced with an open door, all you need is a brave heart to carry yourself through the door, take the opportunity and persevere. The moment of choice is never easy, nor should it ever be. When those who have lived through it look back, there is a common understanding that the true test of this moment was bravery. The rest was just doing it. -- Jaime Buckley It doesn't matter if you're worn out or energized, worn out or energized, discouraged or energized, when we're able to get back to life again, it's your daily practice that ultimately counts. Therefore, before discussing the specific practice, I would like to lay a foundation from a spiritual point of view, so that we can realize why we practice. Although our life is limited, but each life is born with the gift is inexhaustible. Our task is endless, and the exploration of all unknown curiosity will never rest. Although the suffering in life is as far as the eye can see, so are the opportunities to love with it. In fact, life is a never-ending practice, through which we grow and eventually achieve our innate brilliance. You just need to go step by step, face it person by person, and experience it heart by heart... In life, when we quietly open our hearts for each moment, we will also open a path into our heart for ourselves, just like the rain in the soil into a trickle, even the smallest flower can be nourished by it. We need to create a ditch where we can water ourselves.

The matching principle doesn't just apply to learning. It applies to almost every field I can observe. For example, in exercise, every time we push the force, it is actually the process of muscle tearing.

The key word "matching" is probably overlooked by the public, but a little research shows that once we have mastered the matching principle, we can master a methodology that applies to everything. That's not an exaggeration, because the matching principle applies to a wide range of things. While I was writing this section, reader "Amy Cao" happened to share some of her experiences with me. I immediately smiled because her experience is the key word "match", so let's start with her story. The first thing she said was running. "Before, I asked myself to run for an hour every day. By sheer willpower, I kept going for quite a long time, but finally I stopped. I recently adjusted my running time to 30 minutes, preferably no less than four times a week. After adjustment, I found that I could do it without relying too much on my willpower, and I would take the initiative to stick to it. Besides, I would be very relaxed after running, unlike before, which would be very tired and uncomfortable if I ran continuously for 1 hour. I can really feel the difference between doing it voluntarily and doing it will-power." The second thing about learning English, she said: "I used to study for 1 hour every day I would be upset, but now I study for 30 minutes every day, when the time is up, I will not study. In this way, I can keep learning every day and not get bored." In the end, she concluded, "It's more important to find a way to do it that you can do it consistently, rather than just doing it in a standardized time and manner. I used to think that it takes more time to learn well and achieve results. In fact, it is because I am eager to achieve results and want to achieve quick results. It is not easy to insist. Now that I have lowered the level of difficulty and standards, my motivation will continue to increase. It may take longer to reach my goals, but I believe that persistence will eventually compound."