Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - The 24 Solar Terms - There is no end to life and no end to growth.

There is no end to life and no end to growth.

I said to myself: everyone uses his own sadness, just like using a parachute. He landed slowly and floated slowly until he touched the solid ground.

-yehuda Amiguess "On, Off, On"

Summer is an impressive solar term. The name is not as smart as Grain Rain and Millennium, nor as vivid as Changxia and beginning of autumn. It often passes by carelessly.

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Xia Yun dispersed, the cool breeze rose, the world was solemn and solemn, and the grain harvest was abundant, which was another gift brought to the world by this solar term.

In life, we will receive many gifts. Vigorous prosperity is a gift, and so is the fading of Vientiane and the deserted scenery. For example, in summer, eagles hunt a large number of birds (eagles are sacrificial birds), everything begins to wither (heaven and earth begin to wither), and all kinds of crops such as millet, millet, rice and sorghum are ripe (Henaideng), and the latter we regard as a better gift because.

Simplicity, romance and gentleness are not enough.

Therefore, compared with other solar terms, summer vacation is more "real" in my heart. In this "reality", there are "reality", "diligence", "fruit" and "truth" Very heavy, very weighty.

Like a flying seed, it finally falls back to the ground, allowing sadness and joy to take root.

Liu Yuxi's poem says: "

Only desolate autumn can arouse people's memories.

I say autumn is better than spring. "He said, what's good about autumn? In addition to "a crane clouds in the clear sky, which brings poetry to the blue sky", the "Su" in "Heaven and Earth Begins in Su" is also excellent in summer.

Although the word "Su" has the meaning of shrinking, it also requires us to be respectful, serious and earnest.

Because all precious things finally deserve a sense of seriousness. Seriously, hit the floor. Life also has its characteristics.

Finally, I want to send you a short paragraph of ten letters written by Rilke to a young poet:

Dear Mr. Cabos, I have many wishes for my life. Do you remember how this life came out of childhood and longed for greatness? I watched, and now it is advancing from these greatness, longing for something greater. therefore

There is no end to hard life, but there is no end to growth.