Atta: brother, I don't know if you have noticed that when people enter different classes, At different heights, your feelings are different, and your mood is different. For example, when we look at a mountain, the mountain is the mountain and the water is the water. But most of the time, we think that the mountain is not a mountain, that the water is not water. At a certain time, water or water, mountain or mountain, you are still you. Mountain, water, and you are separated from each other, not integrated together, can not distinguish you, me, him.
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
Yihe Lu: I don't know how to understand what you said. But according to my daily experience of begging, every time I smile, bow to others, pretend to be very painful, keep looking at others, never bow my head. A lot of people gave me lunch, and a lot of people turned me down. But I am always looking for rules, what kind of people will refuse me, what kind of people will give me a good meal. Then I found out that if you have melancholy eyes, worried eyes and compassionate eyes in your eyes. You will get the approval of others, you will get the promises of others, and others will sympathize with you. You said to yourself, I don't understand the relationship between mountains, water and you. Because I have been in the trough now, I did not go to the top of the mountain, I do not know what the scenery is like standing on the top of the mountain, what it is like standing on the top of the mountain. Confucius said, "climb Mount Tai and the small world." I don't feel it now. I just think that climbing high and looking far away can broaden one's mind and broaden one's horizons. Why don't you try it?
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
Atta: when I used to ride a bike, I always felt depressed on the street. I always feel like everyone is looking at me. I want to find a gap to get in. But how can I get into a rat hole with such a huge body? Besides, how can a noble man like me get into a rat hole? do you want me to be friends with mice? I'm not like that?! And now I feel like I've got what I've got, my talent has been shown, and my value has been affirmed. I have been blessed by God, then I say what I get has given me support. Is to let me see the middle of the mountain, the clouds in the mountains and the water flowing in the mountains and the people who laugh in the mountains. I no longer look at people with tinted glasses, look at me, look at things as I used to be. I used to be biased against people. I was close to whatever I liked, and I stayed away from what I hated. But now I think people are good, people are good. Now I understand why God said, "the sun shines on the good and the wicked." In fact, this is the truth. Now I have come to understand the inspiration of the Bible. It is a book worth studying all one's life, a book worth imitating all one's life, especially Christ Jesus.
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
Yihe Road: during a begging, I was bitten by a dog. The dog, I still remember, he's alive. One day I'm going to avenge myself by breaking all the dog's teeth with a stick. But rest assured, I will not end his life, because I have no right to end his life, only God has. When it comes to wearing colored glasses, for beggars like me, I think as long as they can give me food, those people are kind people. Those who can not beat me to leave are people who sympathize with me, even if they do not give me food and drink. But as long as he is a rich man and full of conscience, he will give me a few dollars or ten dollars, which I can use to buy what I want to eat. Such a person, I think he is a good man, so, even if I do not stand on the top of the mountain to see people, look at myself, look at the mountains, look at the clouds, look at the water. I know my heart tells me that people are kind, must not think that people are dark. But you must not think that people are good. Once, when I went begging. A child. I thought he was going to get me something to eat. As a result, he hit me on the leg three times with a son of a bitch, and you see, I'm still limping.
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
The Inner Monologue between Hoata and Yihe Road（oringinal translation of works)
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