Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. The four sentences of Hengqu by Zhang Zai, the master of the Northern Song Dynasty, have always been the driving force for Zuoqiu to read a lot of books and strive to make progress.

Ten years of cold window. Just classmates are young, in their prime, scholarly spirit, scolding Fang Xuan, pointing out the country, inspiring words, and dung was ten thousand households in the past. Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream and the waves curb the flying boat? There is no lack of talent for wisdom and talent, and there is no lack of support for ideals and beliefs, and what a high spirit?

Five years in politics. Ambition, sword and lamp, up and down the mountain, dreaming of the night for the xing, the five aggregates club, staggered, where the pen passes, thousands of high-rise buildings rise from the ground, how exciting people's hearts.

Talented and beautiful. Under the moon before the flower, the courtyard at dusk, panic, when the wine wakes up, the past is sad, that can be the eternal night, the bright moon is empty, the anvil is pounded, the sound of the stinging is thin, and the leakage is long. The romantic story that lasted for ten years was faded when it was said to be light, and dispersed when it was dispersed.

Abandoning politics and business, intrigue, deceit, warmth, and despair, the original reason was ruined.

From now on. The blue wisps of the road hide the spring breeze, buried deep in the name of the West Road, forget, can't forget, let go, just indulge.

Love, I have never been hurt by love, how do you know what love is.

Reading, I have never been confused by books, how dare I claim to be a reader.

A mountain people, who don't understand the confusion in it, naturally can't see the fog that covers their eyes.

Zuoqiu sat quietly in front of the computer desk, looking at the empty photo frame, muttering to himself, 'Reading is a double-edged sword, if you don't hurt others, you hurt yourself first'.

"Bang bang bang", there was a knock on the door.

Zuoqiu took a deep breath, stood up, and opened the door, Lu Shanmin was looking at him with a smirk, still carrying a packed barbecue in his hand.

Zuoqiu smiled bitterly to himself, after reading for so many years, in addition to learning the pretentiousness of the reader, sour and stingy, what else is left, not even a mountain villager.

"I'm sorry".

The two of them said in unison,

The two looked at each other and smiled.

"Wow, this barbecue is delicious," Zuoqiu sat on a stool and devoured it, not at all Sven who read a book.

"Wow, I've never had such a good barbecue."

Lu Shanmin looked at Zuoqiu's face full of oil, and smirked.

"This is what I baked".

Zuoqiu looked at Lu Shanmin in surprise, "You kid is really like a treasure that can never be dug up, giving people surprises everywhere."

"Hehe, if you like to eat, I can bake it for you when I have time in the future."

Zuoqiu looked at Lu Shanmin with emotion, and said with a mouth full of oil: "I like it."

Looking at Zuoqiu's affectionate eyes, Lu Shanmin was uncomfortable, "Uh, uh, I don't think this atmosphere is quite right."

Zuoqiu looked at Lu Shanmin in a daze, "This atmosphere is so good, very warm, very warm, I haven't experienced this feeling for a long time."

Lu Shanmin pointed at Zuoqiu and then at himself in embarrassment, "We are the same."

Zuoqiu's gaze stopped at Lu Shanmin, "No, we are different, you are tall and mighty, you are strong and brave, you make people feel very warm, just like home."

"Ahem, ahem, ahem", Lu Shanmin moved to the side, "I, I mean we are all the same, we are all men."

Zuoqiu nodded, "I know", and began to gobble up the barbecue in his hand again.

Lu Shanmin frowned, "You haven't eaten well in the past two days?"

Zuoqiu wrapped the barbecue in his mouth, "You haven't cooked for me in the past two days, I have eaten instant noodles."

Lu Shanmin glanced at Zuoqiu's room full of books, and thought of the four sentences on the title page of the "Biography", "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations" suddenly felt some sympathy for Zuoqiu.

"Zuoqiu, I finished reading "Biography" today."

"Hmm".

"Wang Yangming was born in a family of eunuchs, and his father Wang Hua was born as a champion, what a prominent family."

"'The mountain is near the moon and far away, and the moon is small, so the mountain is as big as the moon. If people have eyes as big as the sky, and see the mountains and the moon are rounder', 11 years old can make such poems, what a genius of the sky. ”

"When you are 12 years old, you will become a saint as the first thing in life, what a Top Gun. At the age of 15, he tried to live in Yongguan, and at the age of 17, he talked about the Iron Pillar Palace, what a dashing style".

"Failed the list twice, without the slightest annoyance and frustration, and frankly said, 'You are ashamed of not being on the list, and I am ashamed of not being on the list'."

"At the age of thirty, he barely won a second-class jinshi, and he was immature in the officialdom, and he was only doing miscellaneous work in the Ministry of Industry and the Criminal Department, even if his ambitions were difficult to display, he still shouted, 'How can there be evil charms and righteous people'. ”

"After being imprisoned and sent to the dragon field, the family already thought he was dead, and that was the real beginning of him."

"Longchang three years of enlightenment, once an epiphany, the heart is reason, to conscience, the unity of knowledge and action, the concept of heart is known all over the world."

"Ganzhou suppressed bandits, killed all the bandits in the three provinces, raided Nanchang, defeated King Ning with the old and weak soldiers, and made immortal achievements."

Zuoqiu quietly chewed the barbecue, his mouth full of bitterness.

Lu Shanmin smiled and said with a silly smile: "I'm not as smart as you, and I haven't read any big truths from this "Biography", but I see the optimism in Wang Yangming's words and deeds, no matter what situation he is in, he is the most true self."

"In the past, when I was hunting in the mountains, I would often lie on my stomach in the grass for hours in order to wait for the right time to catch my prey. I think it's the same with doing things, and people who do great things can't lack ambition, but they also have to wait for the right time."

Zuoqiu swallowed the barbecue and laughed, laughing so much that tears flowed from his eyes. After reading so many books, how could he not understand these truths, but did he really understand them? When these truths came out of the mouth of a villager in the mountains and wilderness, his voice was so loud and his truth was so profound that it was deafening. It turns out that there are some truths that the sage can't tell, but a mountain villager has doubled the effect.

In the past, with the self-esteem of a scholar, he would definitely scold Lu Shanmin for knowing a ball, but now, at this moment, he realized that if he really understands books, everything is reasonable, and all people are reasonable.

It's not that the reader is high, but the person who is high is not a reader at all.

Zuoqiu laughed loudly, after reading books for so many years, it turned out that he was really a reader at this moment.

Zuoqiu's unbridled laughter reverberated unscrupulously in the room, shaking Lu Shanmin's ears to buzz. But he didn't think it was noise, but felt relieved in his heart, and Lu Shanmin decided for the first time that Zuoqiu's laughter was not obscene at all, but so pleasant.

"Bang bang", there was a heavy knock on the door, followed by Zhang Li's angry voice.

"I don't let people sleep, what do the ghosts call in the middle of the night."