Let's take over the unfinished work of the creator and continue to create.
Religious people create trance for their worship. Created the highest god, then created the hero god, and then created the god of wealth, the land Lord and the land Lord for their own worship, and the people who save trouble worship the ready-made gods created by others.
Love supremacists create lovers to worship. Stupid people turn their lovers into ugly and shameless sluts in the name of love. He who treats his lover as a fool is not the devil who pursues the supremacy of love, but the devil who pursues bottomless evil, because he treats his lover as a devil woman.
Artists, such as Rodin, worship their own creations when building stone statues.
Educators do not make gods, statues or lovers. What they want to create is a living person who is true, good and beautiful. The living who are true, good and beautiful are our gods, our stone statues and our lovers. The success of teachers lies in creating people worthy of their worship. Teacher Wang's greatest happiness is to create students worthy of his worship. More correctly, teachers create students and students create teachers. Students cooperate to create living people worthy of mutual worship. If an ugly living person is created, it is not only the failure of sculpture, but also the failure of co-sculptors. If the statues of the living are created by the collective, not by individuals, then the success or failure belongs to the collective, not just individuals. In a collective, the statue of every living person is one man's knife, and another man's knife, sometimes a thousand knives are issued at once. If the knife method does not match the rhythm of the symphony, it will be scarred and it will be difficult to become a living statue of truth, goodness and beauty. Putting a little noise in the knife symphony is a slander on the whole harmony.
Educators should also create creative theories and techniques worthy of their worship. A statue of a living person is a little different from a marble statue. If the knife method is not used properly, all images can be destroyed at the same time. The right knife technique is the finishing touch.
Some people say that the environment is too ordinary to create. Ordinary is just a blank sheet of paper. Badashan people painted a few strokes for him, which became a valuable masterpiece. Ordinary is just a stone, and Michelangelo can become an immortal statue in the hands of Festus.
Some people say that life is too monotonous and uncreative. Nothing is more monotonous than sitting in prison, but it is in prison that Song of Justice, National Anthem of the Soviet Union and Autobiography of Nehru are produced. Nothing is more monotonous than the desert. Lesseps can actually build the Suyi Canal in the desert, connecting the Mediterranean Sea and the Red Sea. Opening a meat bun shop is too monotonous, but inside, it produces an ordinary and great peace.
It can be seen that ordinary monotony is just a lazy word. Extraordinary, not monotonous, there is no need to create. We want to create extraordinary in the ordinary; Do not create monotony in monotony.
Some people say: too young to write, laughing at the name of a young graduate student. But when you show him Mozart, Edison and Pascal who broke through his father's mathematical blockade, he will be speechless again.
Some people say: I am too incompetent to create, but Lu Blunt once inherited the Confucian orthodoxy. The illiterate Huineng preached the teachings of Huangmei. Huineng said, "The inferior is wise." Can we abandon ourselves? So incompetence is also an excuse. Silkworms can still spin silk after eating mulberry leaves. Don't we eat rice every day and do nothing but manure?
Some people say: there is no way out, you are in a desperate situation, just waiting for death, you can't create. However, Xuanzang, who met with the eighty-one difficulty, finally got the Buddhist scriptures; Without food and water, brother and sister are separated. After all, America was discovered. Under the triple oppression of freezing and hunger, Mosat finally wrote a requiem. Despair is a coward's fantasy. Goethe said: Without courage, everything is over. Yes, it takes courage to discover, come out and make a living. This is only half the truth; Heroes need not only a fearless axe, but also a sword of wisdom, King Kong's faith and will to open up a way out. As the old saying goes, if you are poor, you will change, and if you change, you will pass. You need wisdom to know how to get there. You need fearless spirit and King Kong's faith and will to get there.
So: everywhere is the place of creation, every day is the time of creation, and everyone is the creator. Let's take at least two steps back and go to the road of creation.
Like water under the eaves, bit by bit, it drips on the steps along the stone. Bit by bit creation is not as good as the whole creation, but don't underestimate bit by bit creation and wait for big creation to fall from the sky.
Dongshan woodcutter cut down all the thatch in Dongshan and went to Taishan to cut thatch. His first impression of Mount Tai is that there are not so many thatched grass in Dongshan, and there are "stone valleys" and "wordless monuments" on Mount Tai. "Six Immortals Temple" and "Jade Emperor Top"; The grotesque peaks and waterfalls carved by nature, the birds and animals in captivity, and the trees planted by farmers for generations for thousands of years are useless to him, which is tantamount to turning a blind eye. As for the realm of climbing Mount Tai and being small in the world, I can't see it, because I am eager to cut thatch. Every time I pull a pile of shit up the mountain, I pee down the mountain and carry a load of thatch home. Urine is his contribution to Mount Tai, and thatching is his harvest from Mount Tai. Thatched grass is an ordinary grass, and Taishan can only give it to him. There are not many in Dongshan, so he concluded that Taishan is an ordinary mountain, which is more common than Dongshan from the point of view of mowing grass, so he said, "Taishan is not as good as Dongshan." When I was heard by the saplings of Mount Tai, I thought that I would always stand in an inch of land, surrounded by thatch all the year round, and I felt ordinary, monotonous, bored, vacillating in vain, dreaming of a change of environment. One seedling thinks this way, two seedlings think this way, and three seedlings think this way. Over time, it has become a trend, one after another, day after day, I heard the young sapling say to the woodcutter, "Grandpa, would you like to take me to Dongshan to play?" The woodcutter always pulls them out at will, binds them one by one with thatch, and picks Dongshan to cook for his old woman. We can only occasionally see a few wisps of black smoke from the chimney of the woodcutter's thatched cottage. Who can tell which is the sapling and which is the embodiment of thatch?
A mower can also become an old farmer who plants trees, if he is willing to meet the God of Creation and live in his heart. I admit that even the woodcutter in Dongshan has a little creative function-shaving the hair of Mount Tai, but we hope not to shave our noses or eyebrows.
God of creation! Come back! The seedlings you cultivate have fantasies, and the woodcutter comes with a discerning sickle every day, and even often comes to the seedlings' dreams. You can't give up your responsibility. As long as you are willing to come back, we are willing to dedicate everything-our sweat, our blood, our heart and our life-to you. Aren't you happy when you see the seedlings all over the mountain grow into towering trees under your supervision, watered by our sweat, blood, painstaking efforts and life? God of creation! Come back! Only by coming back can we ensure the growth of towering trees.
Rodin said, "Evil is dry." Sweat is dry, blood is dry, enthusiasm is dry, stiff and dead. Dead people have no intention of creating. As long as there is a drop of sweat, a drop of blood and a drop of enthusiasm, it is the palace that the god of creation loves to live in, and it can blossom and bear the fruit of creation and breed the forest of creation.
Written on 19431October 13 Phoenix Mountain.