Suggestions of life

The cool autumn rain bid farewell to a hot and bitter summer, and the hot heart finally became silent. In this black autumn night with the chirping of autumn insects, I suddenly woke up from my slumber and heard the long sound of bells in the distance. Another train rumbles by----

What does all this mean? Is it a hint of life?

I was thinking, why do autumn insects sing day and night? Is it because of its strong sense of life? Is it because it is well aware of the shortness of life and must display its existence at a high density? Is it because all the value of its life is hidden in this weak but tearful death sound of life? What about people? Just because life is hundreds of times longer than that of autumn insects, can hundreds of the most beautiful and exciting dawns be generously abandoned on the grounds of physiological needs?

This is a ridiculous association.

Only the bell, with its privilege of being absolutely close to accuracy, deserves to be the measuring stick of life. There is a deafening reminder in its repeated calls. However, those who are asleep do not know that in the chaos, life is lost part by part.

This is an irreparable loss!

Sometimes, we will feel that life is a kind of painful suffering, when it fully shows its dark, dirty, despicable and hypocritical side; sometimes, we will feel that life is a kind of happy enjoyment, When it shows its bright, pure, noble and sincere side; life seems to always be intertwined and extended between such two poles. In every section it extends, comedy and tragedy always seem to coexist, and suffering and happiness coexist.

Sometimes, we will feel that life is a small existence, when material desires, lust, and greed are rampant in the ant-like crowd; sometimes, we will feel that life is a great existence. Crystallizes when it shows the tragedy of sacrifice in the midst of violence, suffering, and disaster. Life seems to always be a "hybrid" of smallness and greatness, so we have no reason to have absolute admiration and contempt. No matter how great the giant is, he has his small moments, and no matter how small the mortal is, he also has his great moments. Most of the time, we have an instinct to cherish life. It seems that no one dreams of death when they come into the world. And as time goes by, life will increase in value infinitely in the soul. After all, life only belongs to this person, and only once. On the road of life, even if everything is lost but you still have one breath left, you have no reason to despair. Because everything lost can be regained at a new level. Of course, on rare occasions, we also long for a tragic sacrifice, and that is when living an ignoble existence has seriously desecrated the sacred life. At that time, death becomes awe-inspiring, life continues due to death, and eternal life due to destruction!

The sound of the bell is a measure of the length of life, but not a measure of the value of life. The value of life can only clearly show its original scale on the scale of history. Generation after generation comes and generations go, what is the value of their lives? Some people have a vigorous life, but leave an unknown death; some people have an obscure life, but have a vigorous death; some people are prominent for a while, but can only become a passing historical passer-by. A man spends his whole life in poverty, but he becomes a leader in the brilliant starry sky of history. All of this is absolutely not based on personal will. The objectivity and historical nature of the value of life make the constant noise seem extremely insignificant.

The gains and losses of one moment and one thing seem to trouble us forever and are always the source of trouble in life. If you can truly put them aside, troubles will truly be transcended. In fact, the real proposition worth worrying about is: in what form and how should the value of life be transformed. For this eternal mystery, a thousand people have a thousand answers, but no one, not even the most authoritative textbook in the world, can provide the most perfect answer. In fact, it is difficult for people to know themselves, and it is even more difficult for them to find ways to transform their own lives. This is the reason why some people have a failed life. The more tragic ending is that you think you have found the answer but in fact it is completely the opposite. The so-called genius is nothing more than having the earliest and fullest understanding of one's own value, thereby completing the effective transformation of life from moment to eternity in the most direct way.

Everyone has his own life, but quite a few people do not understand what life is about until they are on the verge of death. This is the tragedy of mankind.

Life, this mysterious and beautiful, elusive and extremely precious existence, how many hints do you hide? And the philosopher's lifelong existence is to capture such hints?

Men

The first impression a man makes is that he is dirty! Of course, there are some men who are well-scrubbed and well-dressed, and there are even some who have oily hair, powdered faces, and well-dressed clothes. But generally speaking, men consume less soap and water. In a certain boys' school, it is compulsory for students to bathe, and students must sign for bathing and be reviewed every week. The initial punishment for those who have not bathed is to announce their names, and the final decisive punishment is to force bathing on a regular basis and send personnel to monitor them; however, as time goes by, the signature There are many frivolous affairs in the book. Even though some men's suit pants are straight, the soil behind their ears and necks is often fertile and suitable for growing wheat! Socks and handkerchiefs don't know how to wash them at any time. They often accumulate over time and are stuffed everywhere. When there is no more use, they can pick out cleaner ones from the pile of dirt for emergency use. Some men's handkerchiefs look like mincemeat cakes made of dusty dough, black and sticky, and rich in content. Most of a man's feet seem to have the natural smell of kimchi, dried vegetables and sugared garlic. The so-called "washing water for thousands of miles" is reasonable. A small basin of water is indeed of no help; however, how many men even have this basin? I am stingy with water but do not use it for fear of damaging my vitality. Since the feet are so dirty, there are some "odor seekers" who like to dig up and dig into the dirt and grime on their feet, and then sniff their fingers for fun! How many men wash their faces only in their own parts and ignore the other side. After washing their faces, the backs of their hands need not be wet. Some men only start brushing their teeth after they get married. It is men who "talk on the spot". What's worse, someone once scratched his back in public, and a mouse fell out of his sleeve! In addition to the irreparable dirty appearance, men's dirty appearance is probably due to laziness.

That’s right! Men are lazy. He can sit lazily on the swivel chair, his facial features and limbs, as well as his brain (if there is one), all stop moving, like a dull bird; "Whoever doesn't listen to his husband's game..." This passage is specifically for men. . If he goes shopping on the street, he rarely satisfies his wife. He always refuses to ask more shops because he is afraid of running errands, wasting money, and negotiating the price. He finds it troublesome to do anything except instructing others to do it for him. outside of things. Like a disabled person, he is willing to sit back and enjoy the success of everything, and calls it "the happiness of the family". He takes care of his retirement in advance, at least thirty or twenty years in advance.

The word "lazy" is closely connected with "greedy". Most men probably have a good appetite. His mouth is mostly used for eating. When he ate, he could only be considered non-vegetarian if he found at least one inch square and half an inch thick meat on the dish. After not seeing meat for a few days, he would shout, "Birds will fade out of his mouth!" If March really doesn't know the taste of meat, poisonous snakes and beasts will not fade out! There was a man who hadn't eaten chicken for half a year and salivated when he saw a chicken feather broom. After a sumptuous meal, his outlook on life changes and he becomes optimistic about everything. When a man was having a good meal, the expression on his face was to thank God for treating others well; after the meal, he held a toothpick in his mouth, his face glowing red, and he felt proud. It is a woman who feeds the Lord, and a man who prepares the recipes.

Men are mostly selfish. A basic understanding in his outlook on life is that everything in the universe is arranged for his comfort. Except for having to swallow his humiliation and be servile to others when doing things to make money, he always has to act like a master. His home is his kingdom, and he is king in his home. In addition to working hard to make money, he is an "Epigeon" and wants to enjoy. When he is happy, children can ride on his neck, and he can be ridden by his neck; he can crawl all over the ground like a dog; when he is unhappy, he looks disgusting to everyone; when he is suffocated outside, he returns home. The attack doubled at home. He doesn't know the plight of women. In his opinion, a woman's unwillingness to be attentive to him is as common and natural as a dog watching a household and a chicken sitting in the morning. He says he loves women, but in fact he does not love them, he enjoys them. He doesn't ask how much he has given to others, but he wants to extract as much as possible from others. He felt that the greatest favor he could do to a woman was to take home all or part of the money he earned. But when he took out the rolls of banknotes from his pocket, the expression on his face was one of pride. There are more elements of love and less elements of love, as if to say: "Look at me! Are you okay? I treat you like this, how lucky you are!" If he feels that this is no longer his paradise, he will have various excuses Don't come home. He wanders around and creates another paradise.

He has dinner parties, he has drinking parties, he has bridge parties, he has calligraphy clubs, painting clubs and chess clubs, he has night parties, and the worst part is a teahouse. He has too many ways to enjoy himself. If the theory of reincarnation is true, and if you are lucky enough to be reincarnated as a human being in your next life, very few men would be willing to be women in the next life. He always feels that he has not enjoyed enough being born as a man in this life, and must continue to work hard in the next life.

"Living in groups all day long, words fail to make sense" is a common problem among people, but the content of words is different between men and women. Women often talk about things like "Our little sister is sick again!" "How much does your family spend every month?" while men talk about something else. Ordinarily, a man's conversation will not end until it finally comes to a woman. This question is most interesting to men. If there is a sex case, they are afraid that it will be settled too quickly. They like to talk about other people's private affairs and criticize the character and appearance of other people's wives. "Men with long tongues" are everywhere, but I don't know why this term is not very popular.

Women

Some people say that women like to lie; if women can extract royalties from the stories they fabricate, they will easily get rich. The question is what is lying. If you use a little wit to break the little embarrassment in front of you and gain a little spiritual victory, thus sacrificing a little bit of truth, this can also be regarded as lying. Then, women are indeed relatively gifted in lying. There are concrete examples. Have you never accompanied a woman shopping? Especially when it comes to buying clothing materials, she never simply says what clothes she wants to make, what materials she wants to buy, and how much she is prepared to spend. She must pick and choose here and there, muttering to herself at the same time, whether she blames this piece of material for being too thin, or blames that piece of fabric for being too old, she can’t help but wash this, and can’t help drying that, this one has a big head, and that one has a narrow appearance, and she can’t help criticizing it. People are worthless. Actually, that's not the case at all. She just thinks the price is too expensive! If the price is cheap, all other shortcomings will not be a problem, and you will have to buy things you don’t want to buy in the first place. If a woman refuses to make a charcoal basin because charcoal is expensive, she will definitely explain to others: "A charcoal basin is the most unhygienic in winter, and it is easy to get a sore throat in spring!" In the past, women would explain to others: "I am going to install electric lights in this place." Women who go shopping for groceries often admit that taking a walk and breathing fresh air are the only reasons for her to go public. A woman who admires cars often says she hates the smell of gasoline the most. Women who sit in the middle row at the theater often say that the first-class seats in the front row are the most uncomfortable. When a woman gives a gift to someone else, she will always say: "I really can't buy anything good..." In fact, she didn't buy the thing at all, it was given to her by someone else. When a woman expresses her willingness to accompany you for a walk on the street, she actually wants to buy something on the way. In short, women always like to put up a small smoke screen in a roundabout way, which is harmless and quite respectable. This is also art. Didn't Oscar Wilde say "art is lying"? These examples are just lies without copyright.

Women are fickle, somewhat Hamlet-like, unable to make up their minds; big problems such as divorce and marriage, small problems such as changing clothes and shoes, they often go through one, two, and three readings in their minds before making a decision. Then reconsider, and then veto after reconsideration. After a woman decides on something, she can make a 180-degree turn at any time and do something completely opposite to the decision, making it impossible for others to follow her. Because it becomes rapid, it is easy to give people the impression of "fragility". Shakespeare has a saying: "'Fragility', your name is 'woman'!" But being fragile does not always make women suffer. The more flexible something is, the harder it is to break. Women are not only fickle in their decisions, but the position of even a small pin often changes. It is on the collar button in the morning and may be moved to the hair in the afternoon. Three sofas can create several formations; a few strands of hair can create countless flower heads. When it comes to clothing, there are so many variations, often to the point of absurdity. A foreign woman's hat can be a chicken feather, half an iron pot, or a dustpan. There are enough changes in Chinese women's robes. When the collar is high, it can make her look like a giraffe. When the sleeves are short, it can make the wind blow in her armpits. As for the buttons and embroidery, they are even more unpredictable. "God gives her one face, and she can create another." "Women are made of water." It is living water, not static water.

Women are good at crying. On the one hand, crying is a woman's weapon, and few people can resist the baptism of her tears. As the saying goes: "Cry once, sleep twice, and hang yourself three times." This cry is indeed unbearable. But on the other hand, crying is often a "safety valve" in a woman's heart. A woman's power of patience is great. She can endure embarrassing hardships for men and children.

Most women always belong to the "Stoic" group when it comes to their own enjoyment. When the man is not at home, she can immediately become a vegetarian, rats can crawl out of the stove, and she can turn on the light for fear of wasting electricity, and turn it off again for fear of wasting the switch. Already working extremely hard, once the spirit is stimulated again, it becomes unbearable, and the sorrow and resentment naturally turns into handfuls of snot and tears, gurgling out from the "safety valve", freeing up the empty heart, and then accepting more. Many grievances. Women rarely curse (swearing makes them become shrews, but they are actually very rare), and rarely throw up their fists, but their tear ducts are more developed. Those who are good at crying are also good at laughing, bewilderedly, giggle, giggle, haha. Smile is always on a woman's face, and this smile often becomes the most effective passport. A woman is most like a child. She can laugh so hard for a funny gesture that her belly hurts, she sheds tears, and even somersaults! Both sorrow and joy are as if Changchuan is prepared and about to explode.

A woman’s mouth is probably used more for speaking. Girls tend to be articulate since childhood. Even when learning foreign languages, they are easy to pronounce, unlike having a big tongue in their mouths. When they grow up, they sit in small groups and talk nonsense, with crisp and high-pitched voices, like cicadas and frogs. They really deserve to be praised in several movies! No matter how old you get, if you fall into the "long-tongued" type, you will have parents in the East and others in the West, gossip and gossip, stir up a lot of disputes, and cause countless arguments; if you fall into the "watering can" type, you will be trivial, complicated, and nagging. , how many times do you say one thing, how many times do you say one sentence, like placing a bet on a watering can, thousands of streams are flowing together, the one who is in power is invincible, and you can't get closer! A man bought a fur coat for his wife. A friend asked him, "Are you doing it to make her comfortable?" The man replied, "No, to make her talk less!"

Woman Being timid and fainting on the spot after seeing a mouse is not considered common in foreign countries. Chinese women are not so timid, but a thunderbolt made her tighten the hands of two old ladies and still tremble, which is indeed true. This was not an act, or a deliberate show-off in front of a man, giving him the opportunity to puff up his chest and say, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" She was really afraid. She is afraid of being in the dark or in a remote place when there is no one; she is even more afraid if there is someone! Slaughtering cows and sheep is certainly not a woman's business, and killing chickens and fish is not effortless either. It is due to timidity. Perhaps the main reason is lack of physical strength, and women's body temperature seems to be lower. There are many women who are afraid of getting fat and have no need to eat enough. They are undernourished. In addition, they are afraid of being bloated and wear thin clothes. In the winter, they shiver, their socks are as thin as cicada wings, and their calves turn the color of "rice lotus root" from the cold, and their feet are He couldn't warm himself up even after a night under the quilt. He held the hot water bottle in both hands and held it in August until May next year. He still couldn't bear to let it go. He couldn't resist the hunger and cold. How could he be brave enough to do so.

There are many things about women’s wisdom that are beyond reach. A piece of cotton thread can be penetrated into the needle hole in one go, and then in one go, a knot can be tied at the end of the thread, and then the thread can be straightened on the teeth. With two clicks and two wipes of the needle tip on your hair, you can begin to solve many of the minor worries in life, such as sewing buttons on shirts and mending holes in socks. As for the number of bamboo sticks, how many things can be made up and down, it is even more amazing. An educated woman creates a "salon" and can continue to discuss any issue for more than half an hour. Not only does it prevent people from falling asleep, but it also makes people suspect that she is an expert.

Children

Lamb was unmarried and had no children, so he had a "Complaints of the Unmarried" included in his "Essays of Ilya". He said that children were nothing unusual, just like rats in the gutter. They were everywhere, so people with children did not have to show off in front of him. No matter how pertinent his words are, there is a bit of sourness in his bones - sour grapes.

I have never believed that children are the masters of the future world, because I have personally seen children becoming the masters of the present everywhere. The main scope of children's activities is the family, and modern families are rarely not child-centered. Monogamy cannot make a family. A home without children is like a tree that bears no fruit. There is always something missing. Only when the baby is born can the pillar of the family be considered stable and the man begins to be a father; the woman begins to be a mother. , everyone finally found their respective positions. I once asked a child who was not a "prodigy": "What does your mother do?" He said: "Sewing clothes for me." "Where is your father?" The little baby rolled his eyes

and said: "Dad reads newspapers!" But he immediately corrected himself and said, "He makes money for us." The child's answer was absolutely correct. Parents are all about serving their children. The mother drinks porridge in the morning and buys eggs for her children to eat; the father eats eggs in the morning and buys cod liver oil essence for his children to eat.

The best things must be presented to the children. Otherwise, the parents will feel panic in their hearts, as if they have done something treacherous. The health of the child and his comfort become a major prerequisite for all the facilities in the home. This trend has existed since ancient times and is still strong today. Since the introduction of the small family system, the status of children has suddenly improved. In the past, a "filial son" was a son who was filial to his parents. Today, the so-called "filial son" is a son who is filial to his children's parents. The child is the head of the family, and both parents should be filial to him!

The idea of ??"filial son" is not extreme. I have seen many children who make noises like a battalion of soldiers; use force like weapons to fight; eat like hungry tigers pounce on food; treat elders and guests as if they are angry; when they don't get what they want, they roll around like epilepsy, and they are having fun. Sometimes the furniture and belongings can be scattered all over the room, as if they have been brutally looted;...but "filial son" parents take it calmly,

turn a blind eye, and at most frown, but the frown will not last more than three or four seconds before it piles up again When you smile and endanger your parents' survival and dignity, you may have to curse a few times, but most of the curses are of a pitiful and pleading nature, and there may be a little bit of intimidation in them, but that intimidation can only get ridicule from the children, because that intimidation It has never been fulfilled. "Meng Yizi asked about filial piety, and he said: 'No violation.'" Today's "filial son" is a taboo saying. Parents should be considerate of their children's will and not let it be frustrated even a little bit. Modern child education psychologists also have a theory of "development of personality", which is consistent with the theory of "no violation".

The system of corporal punishment has long been despised because it is not in line with children's mental health. I am reminded of a foreign story:

A mother took her child to a department store. After passing the toy department, he saw a wooden horse. The child jumped up, swayed forward and back, and was so complacent that he never came down again. The wooden horse is not for sale, it is a display in the store. The clerk asked the child to come down, but the child didn't listen; the mother asked him to come down, but he didn't listen even more; the mother told him to take him to eat ice cream, but he still didn't listen; when the mother asked him to take him to eat ice cream, he still didn't listen; when he went to buy chocolate candies, he especially didn't listen. No matter what wish you made, you would never listen to it; it turned into a deadlock and a stalemate. Finally, a clever clerk suggested: "Why don't we invite a child psychologist specially hired by the department store to come to the rescue?" Everyone agreed, so an expert with a natural professorial face was invited down from the eighth floor. . The expert asked what had happened, walked gently to the child, and whispered a word in his ear. The child rolled off the saddle and fell off the horse as if he was electrocuted. He held his mother's dress and ran away in a hurry. Afterwards, someone asked the expert what exactly he said to the child. The expert said: "What I said is: 'If you don't get off your horse, I will smash your head!'"

This expert is really worthy of his reputation. He is an expert, but he is quite unfilial. If this child is accustomed to corporal punishment and threats that are not fulfilled, this expert will not be able to use his skills. Dr. Johnson advocated that corporal punishment should not be abolished. He believed that the beauty of corporal punishment was that it was straightforward. However, Dr. Johnson was from the 18th century and was not in line with the trend of the times!

Hardy has a short poem about a child who is praised as a pearl when he is born. When he grows up, he is praised as a jade tree facing the wind. When he grows up, he does evil and eventually ends up on the gallows. This old man is too pessimistic. But "If you are known as a prodigy when you are young, if you have little ambition, if you grow up and remain unknown, you will eventually die like the grass and trees." This is indeed a formula that can be applied universally. You are smart when you are young, but you may not be wise when you are old. After all, this is a wise statement, but most parents are optimistic. When a child can ride a wooden horse, parents will imagine that he will command a hundred thousand brave horses in the future. When a child can sing a catchy Anti-Japanese War song, parents will imagine what he will be like in the future when his throat is full of colors and thunder is heard. Occasionally flipping the abacus, his parents secretly speculated that he might be able to gain financial power in the future and engage in speculation at the same time;... This kind of optimism was often expressed in words and turned into a show off, leaving onlookers with indescribable feelings. I once saw a cartoon: a child kneels on his father's knees and hits his father on the head with his toy. The father squints and smiles, his expression seems to be declaring, "Look! My child! How lively and cute." !" A customer sitting next to him made a silly smile with his mouth wide open, indicating that he was watching and was interested. The painting is titled: "Theatre". It really requires good "drama skills" for a guest to show interest in someone else's child. Lamb obviously didn't like playing such a scene.

The most stupid, lazy, cunning, shrewd, ugliest, weakest, and least lovable child is often the most beloved by his parents. This seems quite puzzling, but actually we should remember why Tang Seng liked Zhu Bajie in "Journey to the West".

The proverb goes: "A big tree will be upright", which means that children do not need to be disciplined. If they are unruly when they are young, they will naturally get better when they grow up. But will a crooked tree grow straight? I dare not say.

Women and Men

In "War and Peace", Tolstoy makes Andre and Pierre fall in love with Natasha, which is meaningful. Natasha, her whole body is life, vitality, and a small volcano. For Andrea, the pessimist, she is the life of joy that counters pessimism. For the dreamer Pierre, she is the real life that competes with fantasy. The diseases that men are most likely to suffer from are pessimism and fantasy, so what he looks forward to most in women is a happy and real life.

Men like to go to heaven and earth. The sky is too mysterious and the underground is too gloomy, so women will pull him back to the ground. Women make life more real and easier.

A woman's body and spirit are blended together. Her sensuality is completely controlled by emotion, and her spirit has a strong physical flavor. A woman's love for literature is a way of her love. Her favorite author is often a specimen of her ideal spouse. Therefore, some people like Hemingway-style tough guys, while others like Byron-style pessimists.

In men, the body and spirit can be separated relatively far.

What men expect from a woman is not that she is an artist, but that she is a work of art. It doesn't matter whether she can write poetry or not, as long as she herself is an inspired poem created by nature.

Of course, poetesses and feminists will be outraged by this opinion.

A woman’s intelligence lies in her ability to appreciate a man’s intelligence.

Men are lonely and create culture in loneliness. Women are gregarious and spread culture in the gregarious.

Women are rarely pessimistic, they may be depressed, but they are more troubled. Neither do the best women.

Live happily, be intoxicated and laugh at yourself at the same time. I admire this charm of women.

Woman is the human sense, with all the blindness and primitiveness of the senses. As long as they do not have low self-esteem and are bent on overcoming their own weaknesses, they can become a force against the rationalization or impoverishment of the world.

I believe that there are two things that can avoid contracting the diseases of the times because they are connected with nature, and that is art and women. Good women, like good art, belong to eternal nature and are not of the times.

Some people may want to argue that women are more fashionable than men. But this is superficial. Women mostly only follow the fashion in decoration, but men tend to devote themselves to the trend of the times.

Real female wisdom is also a great tool, not a trivial cleverness. A wise woman must be graceful.

My requirements for women are the same as for art: natural, simple, not carved, not artificial. The same goes for men.

Women are gentle and men are strong. However, as long as it is natural, strong in women and gentle in men, it is still beautiful.

Rousseau said: What makes us miss women most is not necessarily the sensual enjoyment, but mainly the certain interest in living around them.

Indeed, when we are greedy for sensual enjoyment, women are solid. It is true that they are elastic solids, but after all, they can only have superficial contact with us. However, in such poetic occasions, women are gas, such warm and fragrant gas. She floats around us, penetrates into our skin, and permeates our hearts. A beloved woman always dyes our lives with a color, creates an atmosphere in our souls, and brings a kind of intoxication to our senses.

I found that beautiful girls tend to have healthier development of their nature. Perhaps this is because they have been lovable since childhood and have been nourished by love, and their mistakes are easily forgiven, so they act with less worries and can grow freely. Like a plant, they get more sunlight and more open space, so they don't get sick.

Perhaps, men are hopeless. A good woman does not think she can save a man, she just comforts him with her songs, smiles and tears. Her love encourages men to save themselves, or to go to destruction calmly.

A good woman can stimulate a man's ambition, but the best woman can also soothe a man's ambition.

When women engage in philosophy, it is harmful to both women and philosophy.

God knows, I say this because of how much I love women and philosophy!

Good philosophy makes people miserable, bad philosophy makes people boring, both All damage women's beauty.

My objection to women engaging in philosophy stems from a feeling of pity.

I want to avoid two kinds of people: shallow philosophers and profound women. The former talks about happiness, and the latter talks about pain, both of which I can't stand.

Some people say that all women seek is love, money and vanity. In fact, three things can be combined into one: vanity. Because the satisfaction of love lies in showing off your husband to others, and the satisfaction of money lies in showing off your clothes to others.

Of course, we are talking about only some women here. But they are not bad.

One kind of woman uses men as nourishment to feed her vanity, and the other kind of woman uses her vanity as nourishment to feed men.

For men, women’s vanity is not the same thing.

It is men who violate women, and it is men who protect women. Women are wary of men and dependent on men, so they have a double inferiority complex.

What is right and wrong between men and women? There is only choice. Whoever you choose is the one with whom you give up judging right and wrong.

Women always turn big things into trivial matters. Men always make big things out of small things.

Women think with their hearts, men think with their heads.

Wrong. Women think with their bodies.

What about men?

Men think in women’s bodies.

There is only a piece of paper between the two sexes. The paper is opaque, and the two sides of the paper are inscrutable to each other. However, this piece of paper can be broken with just one prick. Once it is pricked, there will be no more secrets between each other.

A friend of mine said: No, men and women are two completely different animals and can never understand each other.

There is something high up there

A long time ago, in a place far, far away, an old chief was critically ill.

He found the three best young people in the village and said to them: "This is the time for me to leave you. I want you to do one last thing for me. All three of you You are a good boy who is strong and wise. Now, please do your best to climb that mountain that we have always regarded as sacred. You must try your best to climb to the highest and most transcendent place. Then, come back and tell me what you have seen."

Three days later, the first young man came back. He was smiling and wearing fresh clothes: "Chief, I have reached the top of the mountain. Seeing the flowers lined the road, the flowing springs, and the chirping birds, it’s not a bad place!” The old chief smiled and said, “Son, I walked that road before, and the place you mentioned is not the top of the mountain where the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. But the foothills.

Go back!" A week later, the second young man also came back, with a tired look on his face: "Chief, I have reached the top of the mountain. I saw vultures circling in the pine forest. It's a good place."

"What a pity! That's not the top of the mountain, but it's too hard for you. Go back!" A month passed, and everyone began to worry about the safety of the third young man, but he came back half-dressed and naked. His lips were dry, and only his clear eyes remained: "Chief, I finally reached the top of the mountain. But, what should I say? There is only a high wind whirling sadly, and a blue sky hanging down."

" Don't you see anything there? Not even a butterfly?"

"Yes, Chief, there is nothing up there, only yourself. The feeling of insignificance of being placed between heaven and earth is only reflected by the sadness of remembering the heroes of the ages."

"My child, you have reached the top of the mountain. According to our tradition, God has appointed you to do something new. Chief, bless you.”

Where do you find a true hero? What he encountered were scars all over his body, a lonely long distance, and an increasingly real sense of insignificance.