Modern people's life is always too fast. Whether they are office workers or students, as soon as the bell rings, they mechanically get up from their nests, take tired, heavy and hurried steps, shuttle between high-rise buildings, and detour on the roads leading to all corners of the world.

The ancients drank, admired flowers and the moon, drank wine and chanted poems; but at today's banquets, there is no elegance. There are only a bunch of drunk men playing finger-guessing games, shouting, and children making noises, which is really noisy. How many people like this noisy feast now? How many people are willing to get out of this noise?

To get out of the noise, you have to put the crowded streets and the chaotic and noisy waves behind you. A bend in the mountain, a stream of water, and the ducks on the river float quietly. Tao Yuanming gave up his official position to avoid the world and took his wife and children to live a pastoral and poetic life. He chose the life of "planting beans under the southern mountain", bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the world, and enjoyed the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountain". Perhaps what Tao Yuanming loved and yearned for were the purple bamboos in the mountains and the clear streams under his feet.

Get out of the hustle and bustle, don't let the flowers confuse your eyes, don't let the two small coins bend your back. Li Bai once went to Beijing, hoping to get a job with his full of poetry and books, but he was envied by the sky. So Li Bai, with his poetic spirit and pride, took wine as his friend, the ground as his mat, the sky as his cover, the north and south of the Yangtze River as his home, and the beautiful mountains and rivers as his feelings, leaving behind the magnificent landscape painting of "the sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river from a distance", and composed the farewell of friends "the water of Taohuatan is a thousand feet deep, but not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me".

Get out of the hustle and bustle, find the truth from the swamp, and capture the poetry from the fragrance. People fish for fish in the river, but Zhuangzi fishes for scenery and wisdom. Even if people return with a full load, their hearts are empty; Zhuangzi returns empty-handed, but his heart is full. People harvest joy, but Zhuangzi harvests wonderful things.

Modern life is always too realistic and too hurried, and the hurried pace makes us miss too much. Dreams and reality entangle you and me like a whirlpool. Why not slow down, listen to the voice from the depths of your heart, say goodbye to complicated affairs, walk out of the hustle and bustle, and find your own paradise, the spiritual Garden of Eden.

Modern people's life is always too fast. Whether they are office workers or students, as soon as the bell rings, they mechanically get up from their nests, take tired, heavy and hurried steps, shuttle between high-rise buildings, and detour on the roads leading to all corners of the world.

The ancients drank, admired flowers and the moon, drank wine and chanted poems; but at today's banquets, there is no elegance. There are only a bunch of drunk men playing finger-guessing games, shouting, and children making noises, which is really noisy. How many people like this noisy feast now? How many people are willing to get out of this noise?

To get out of the noise, you have to put the crowded streets and the chaotic and noisy waves behind you. A bend in the mountain, a stream of water, and the ducks on the river float quietly. Tao Yuanming gave up his official position to avoid the world and took his wife and children to live a pastoral and poetic life. He chose the life of "planting beans under the southern mountain", bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the world, and enjoyed the leisure of "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountain". Perhaps what Tao Yuanming loved and yearned for were the purple bamboos in the mountains and the clear streams under his feet.

Get out of the hustle and bustle, don't let the flowers confuse your eyes, don't let the two small coins bend your back. Li Bai once went to Beijing, hoping to get a job with his full of poetry and books, but he was envied by the sky. So Li Bai, with his poetic spirit and pride, took wine as his friend, the ground as his mat, the sky as his cover, the north and south of the Yangtze River as his home, and the beautiful mountains and rivers as his feelings, leaving behind the magnificent landscape painting of "the sun shines on the incense burner and produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river from a distance", and composed the farewell of friends "the water of Taohuatan is a thousand feet deep, but not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me".

Get out of the hustle and bustle, find the truth from the swamp, and capture the poetry from the fragrance. People fish for fish in the river, but Zhuangzi fishes for scenery and wisdom. Even if people return with a full load, their hearts are empty; Zhuangzi returns empty-handed, but his heart is full. People harvest joy, but Zhuangzi harvests wonderful things.

Modern life is always too realistic and too hurried, and the hurried pace makes us miss too much. Dreams and reality entangle you and me like a whirlpool. Why not slow down, listen to the voice from the depths of your heart, say goodbye to complicated affairs, walk out of the hustle and bustle, and find your own paradise, the spiritual Garden of Eden.