I don't want to comment on others, leaving them the space to slip away. But I cannot help fighting back. Maybe it's my nature. At noon, i talked much, which has hurt my stomach. It's always bad to talk much. I should always keep quiet like the nature.
To raise these chickens and ducks is also not easy, but is also the way my dad keeps quiet. When I stay with the goats, i don't talk, quietly watching them eating grasses. What we call meditation is keeping quiet, that's why everyone has to work--working makes people quiet. Dogs have very strong immunity, because dogs are often quiet; so do the house-flies and bees, for they are only diligently working. Automation is the ultimate truth of the universe. This woman i like her because she's often quiet.
Some articles are really good, they can really attract our attentions. But the rain is falling continuously. How could I teach my daughter? I have no idea. Like what my dad said, everything to persist is not easy; and usually I get tired of anything. I still remember the time I was in usa, i was in Africa, I got tired of things in almost two months.
My body is weak, if I don't listen to the old master, I could get myself troubled. Cicadas are singing loudly, what's the true happiness? Some songs are really moving, especially that song about our Jian Hu river.
My dad is listening to the local opera again. The singer is enjoying himself, but his singing is really poor. Even such poor singing has made him rich, I can't believe it.
I had a little quarrel with the female neighbor, because she always seems to criticize me.
I ask my dad to bring more exercise books, because my daughter needs to write. Many characters she doesn't know, i need to write for her; and for maths, she needs to draft; everyday she needs to write diaries.
Last night i had quarrel with my dad, because we had disagreement over my daughter's education. This morning we had a little scuffle again, this is what happens within a family. But i should know I'm not only mentally disabled, but emotionally disabled, and I continue to learn Confucius' words to educate myself about living within a family. I also learn from villagers not to talk much.
Farmers have a lot of things to do. I was slapped on the ear when I was teenager, so now there's negative pressure in the ear. I try to sing with my one hand covering the troubled ear. Music both soothes the heart and heals the body.
Sometimes I also feel lonely, I want to join the society and have a wife. Now I'm living in the mountain and live a life which is far from society. Consistence is still my most concern.
Wind blows. I'm such a loser, I don't know why. I'm living a life that most Daoists live. In front of me is the magnificent Qin mountain. Its pyramid-shaped peaks are the memory of decades. Green-sword-alike bamboos are my companions.
It turns sunny suddenly. Wind blows the bamboos and trees, making the sound like the ocean's. My daughter scores very low in the final exam of second grade. She's not a student that the teacher favors.
Her teeth are also rotten, I'm responsible! In order to mend the guilt, I should accompany her. I feel very much guilty inside!