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Xinlan’s hand-made private dish [Mushroom and Pickled Vegetable Strips] - Ice Cream Tears (Scholarly Love)

Xinlan’s handmade private dish [Mushroom and Pickle Strips] - Ice Cream Tears (Bookish Love) Yan Yan and Siyao are immersed in love and books. It is said that books have beauty like jade, and books have their own golden houses. Everything in the outside world seems to have nothing to do with them. All poverty and hardship are sweet... Yan Yan loves reading. For him, books and Siyao are the most important things in his life besides his parents, younger siblings. He was reading all the time, while eating, before going to bed, while walking, while going to the toilet... Siyao jokingly compared his glasses to Qian Weiyan, a poet in Xikun style of the Northern Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu's "Guitian Lu" records: He only likes to read in his life. He reads classics and history when sitting, novels when lying down, and small poems when going to the toilet. It's very similar to yours, haha. Glasses replied seriously: Reading the classics and history is serious, so you should sit upright; reading novels is easy, and you should take a lying position to feel comfortable; the short and sonorous poems may help the Qi sink into the Dantian. Xi Shenggong should be regarded as a model of integrating books into life. Siyao blushed and smiled: "I hate it. I'm so talkative. I'm not ashamed." The conversation between Siyao and her eyes is a kind of art. Perhaps this is the so-called sympathy for each other. Siyao's wonderful eyes looked at her glasses: Speaking of reading, Confucius proposed three realms of reading in The Analects: knowing it, liking it, and enjoying it. It is said that those who know are not as good as those who are good at it, and those who are good at it are not as good as those who are happy. Taizu of the Song Dynasty read three volumes of imperial readings every day, but due to lack of time, he made up for it when he had free time. He said: It is beneficial to open the book, and it means knowing the word. Qian Weiyan's insistence on not letting go of the book was more out of a good word; and the most unrestrained scholar was Su Shunqin, who recited wine to accompany it, and read at the rate of one bucket every night. Treating the book as a side dish with wine, the eyes are connected with the book, the mind is wandering for thousands of miles, the excitement and alcohol are flying together, the taste of the book is the same as the passion, this is the ultimate joy! The glasses smiled slightly: "The master of the three realms of reading must be Wang Guowei, one of the four oracle bones." Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked across the road to the end of the world. This is the first state. Climb high and look into the distance, clarify your ambitions without fear of loneliness, and only by knowing the way can you seek great success; your belt will become wider and wider but you will not regret it, and you will feel haggard because of your sorrow. This second state is also about being tireless, forgetting about food and sleep, persevering in pursuit of university knowledge, forgetting things and myself; looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, suddenly looking back, there is that person, in the dimly lit place. This third state is also one that can’t be found after searching hard, but suddenly it becomes enlightened and one achieves great success and great freedom. Siyao fell into deep thought, Wang Guowei's three realms had a new charm under the interpretation of glasses, it was wonderful. Zen can also be used to study the three realms. The first stage is to see mountains as mountains and water as water. When I first read it, it was like a young man experiencing the world, and all he saw was the original world; in the second stage, he looked at mountains but not mountains, and looked at water but not water. Reading it again is like going through vicissitudes in middle age, suddenly realizing that the mountains and rivers I have walked through have become the traces of life; the third stage is to see the mountains are still mountains, and the water is still water. The third reading is like looking back at sunset in old age, and the mountains and rivers become the scenery in my heart. Glasses looked at Siyao in surprise. It was indeed beyond his expectation that this woman as soft as autumn water could realize the beauty of reading in Zen. After sorting out his thoughts for a while, Yan Jing continued: They both belong to Zen Buddhism. The first realm is an empty mountain full of fallen leaves. Where can I find traces of fragrance? It is for seeking, searching and questioning up and down; the second state is empty mountains with no one, water flowing and flowers blooming. This is nothingness, getting rid of utilitarianism and completely forgetting things; the third realm is the eternal sky, the wind and the moon in one day. It is Chao, the bright moon in the sky, the unity of heaven and man. Chairman Mao’s poems seem to be applicable here as well. Where did the first scene go? The Ganjiang River is a place filled with wind and snow; the second stage is the churning clouds and angry water all over the world, and the five continents are shaking with wind and thunder; the third stage is the bleak autumn wind. Now it is the human world again. What does Siyao think? The glasses seem to be full of meaning, shaking their heads and immersed in the world of literature, unable to extricate themselves. Yes, the highest state of reading should be the mellow state of clear wind, bright moon and colorful fallen flowers. Taking the entities of all things and life as objects, we can glimpse the deep path of our own soul. Turning reality into emptiness, driving away confusion and seeking purity, this is the ultimate state of reading. Just like love, what you seek is that rarest touch of innocence. Looking at Siyao through glasses, this woman from a wealthy family was willing to stay in poverty with him for the sake of love, which made his heart warm. Suddenly he thought of something: By the way, Siyao, where is my "Human Words", have you seen it? Siyao smiled slyly: Qian Weiyan grew up wealthy, but he ran his family frugally and strictly followed the rules. His children would never fail to receive his pocket money before the specified time, so he came up with a trick to cheat money - Qian Weiyan had a coral pen, which was an ordinary person. The stationery most cherished by students was often placed on several desks. If any of the children wanted to use the money, they would secretly take away the pen and hide it. Qian Weiyan was naturally anxious when he could not find his beloved stationery, so he posted a missing item notice in his home, offering a reward of ten thousand dollars. The disciple deliberately waited another day or two and pretended to find it and presented it to him. Qian Weiyan was so happy that he paid the ten thousand coins in full. In the future, people who want to make money will all see this way to make money, and they will never tire of stealing pen grids. Qian Weiyan also never tires of posting rewards. This trick can be played five or seven times a year. Haha, I wonder how much reward you are going to offer to find "Human Words"? Glasses smiled dumbly: I am not as well-off as Xi Shenggong. I am a poor boy. I can only use cheap, delicious and easy-to-eat mushrooms and pickled mustard sticks to make Siyao smile. I hope Siyao will take pity on me and return the book to me. Xiaosheng is very grateful, haha. Looking at each other and smiling, the two hands hold each other tightly, the two hearts stick together... The end of the bookish love.