感悟六：第3章 三：530--536

530.

心灵的意志重铸四季的朝月与辰夕

天如脊地如骨山山澜澜踏海来与去

530.

The will of the soul recasts the morning moon and sunset of the four seasons.

The sky is like a ridge and the earth is like a bone mountain. The mountains come and go on the sea.

531.

徐家汇地铁站，两排的电梯，三层楼的高度，犹如巨人的双臂，缓缓输送到上面，宽阔的通道回音着，嘈杂的高峰期，却息息不止……

两边反方向的地铁，每隔2到3分钟冲出许多许多脚步声，像极了大雨倾盆击打坚硬的地面，匆匆挤上巨人的手臂，肩连着肩……

它的咯吱声，承载的却是拥挤的沉默，装满的却是远道而来形色的步影……

531.

Xujiahui subway station， two rows of elevators， three floors high， like the arms of a giant， slowly conveying to the top， the wide passage echoes， noisy peak hours， but endless...

The subways in opposite directions on both sides rush out many footsteps every 2 to 3 minutes， like heavy rain hitting the hard ground， hurriedly squeezing the giant's arm， shoulder to shoulder...

Its creaking sound carries a crowded silence， but it is full of all kinds of steps coming from afar...

532.

书籍是蓝色天空的根系与群星，它会告诉你飞翔的坐标与轨迹。

532.

Books are the roots and stars of the blue sky. It will tell you the coordinates and trajectory of flying.

533.

清晨看到无精打采的她，有气无力的做在那里，而后静静地微笑点头，她问到：

“怎么那么开心，”

“每个新的一天都是新的开心，你们看到开心也会跟着开心，”略微皮一下的回应，

摇摇头的她又问：

“你的手指严重吗，”

“还好，菜刀不锋利，用纸巾包扎几次，半小时就不流了，本来是打算做青椒洋葱，结果却成了洋葱炒肉，”老实的回应，她们没心没肺的大笑……

“如果能使你们开心，晚上在来一道别的菜，”

结果又是一片哄闹……

533.

In the morning， I saw her listless， doing it there weakly， and then nodded with a quiet smile. She asked:

“Why are you so happy，“

“Every new day is a new happiness， and you will be happy when you see it，“ he responded slightly.

She shook her head and asked again:

“Is your finger serious?“

“Fortunately， the kitchen knife is not sharp. After wrapping it with a paper towel several times， it won't flow in half an hour. I was going to make green pepper and onion， but it turned out to be onion stir-fried meat，“ they responded honestly， and they laughed heartlessly...

“If I can make you happy， I'll have another dish in the evening，“

As a result， there was another coax...

534.

给旭日一个温暖的微笑

它会给你温软的光晕

给皓月一个明亮的亲昵

它会给你栖息的心灵

给天空一个宽阔的拥抱

它会给你浩瀚的无垠

给大海一个旷远的坦然

它会给你生命的波澜

给今日一个真挚的热爱

它会给你当下的力量

给明日一种奔跑的追足

它会送你起航的坐标

给梦想一份青云的履历

它会寄你展飞的双翅

534.

Give the rising sun a warm smile

It will give you a warm and soft halo.

Give Haoyue a bright intimacy

It will give you a living heart.

Give the sky a broad embrace

It will give you the vastness.

Give the sea a vast and frankness

It will give you the waves of your life.

Give today a sincere love

It will give you the strength of the moment.

Give tomorrow a kind of running chase

It will send you the coordinates of departure.

Give the dream a resume of Qingyun

It will send you wings to fly.

535.

每个人都能成为智者，但是往往会用耳朵，去判断去了解，那么他们将会终其一生，在无知中得到他们想要的对的答案。

535.

Everyone can become a wise man， but they often use their ears to judge and understand， so they will get the right answer they want in ignorance for the rest of their lives.

536.

长寿公园的一阵凉风，带走所有的倦意，惺忪的望见，漫步的老人，推婴儿车的女士……

转头视野里的白人父子俩，在拱桥的斜坡中间，大概三岁的小孩，玩弄脉动的瓶子，大约剩有五分之一的水，瓶子往下滚，跟着孩子塞跑，在不亦乐乎的几个回合，摔倒了，在斜坡翻滚，他努力停止滚动的惯性。

期间有大叔想伸手，看到站在道路旁，依靠桥头的大人，摇摇头惺惺然离去。

父亲把双手的大拇指竖起，趴在斜坡下的孩子，立马跳起，拾起瓶子，撒欢的跑向大人。

突然想起朋友家的孩子，也是调皮的孩童，玩的时候没有顺着她的心意，就会大哭一场。

犹记得自己孩童时，那个时候自己是村里人和父母眼里的小笨蛋，因为受欺负时讲道理，拾到东西寻找失主，摔倒不知道疼，结果验证了他们眼中的答案，被称为缺心眼。那些扎堆在街边，桥头，大门口，隔着遥远指着年幼的自己，哄堂大笑……

那时候父母与老师，常教导我们好好学习，考试越好，将来就越容易找个好工作，不用再辛苦的劳作……

后来学校里来了音乐美术老师，他们说也只实习一个月，自己喜欢上唱歌和画画，父母打听后也只能无奈的接受，称这是不务正业。

凡是画到奇怪的时候，经常被奖励嗤笑，说是画的乱七八糟，世界上根本不存在……

在后来用沉默面对沉默，再用沉默解释沉默，时光如风一晃如梦，醒来时世间就是这么的奇妙……

536.

A cool breeze in Longevity Park， taking away all the fatigue， looking at the old man strolling， the lady pushing the stroller...

Turning his head， the white father and son in the field of vision， in the middle of the slope of the arch bridge， a three-year-old child was playing with the pulsating bottle， with about one-fifth of the water left. The bottle rolled down and ran with the child. In a few rounds， he fell down and rolled on the slope. He tried to stop the rolling inertia.

During this period， an uncle wanted to reach out and saw the adult standing on the side of the road， leaning on the bridge， shaking his head and leaving.

The father raised the thumbs of his hands， and the child lying on the slope immediately jumped up， picked up the bottle， and ran to the adult happily.

I suddenly remembered that my friend's child was also a naughty child. If he didn't follow her heart when playing， he would cry.

I still remember that when I was a child， I was a little fool in the eyes of the villagers and my parents. Because I was reasonable when I was bullied， I picked up things to find the lost owner. I didn't know how to fall. As a result， I verified the answer in their eyes， which was called lack of heart. Those who were piled up on the street， at the bridgehead and at the gate， pointing at their young self in the distance， laughing loudly...

At that time， our parents and teachers often taught us to study hard. The better the exam， the easier it would be to find a good job in the future， and we would not have to work hard...

Later， the music and art teachers came to the school. They said that they only had an internship for one month. They liked singing and painting. After their parents inquired， they had no choice but to accept it， saying that it was not their job.

When the painting is strange， it is often laughed at by the reward， saying that the painting is messy and does not exist in the world at all……

Later， I faced silence with silence， and then explained silence with silence. Time is like a dream， and when I wake up， the world is so wonderful...