小时候奶奶家里挂过一幅字,字中还有字,一首长打油诗排成“寿”。诗的内容我记不清楚了,大概是劝人不要锱铢必较,要知足常乐。但那时候,老师家长又天天督促不可自满,逆水行舟不进则退。墙上的话和地上的话是矛盾的,当时我幼稚的理解力把自己当成了知足与不知足之间的那条细线,因为有我,这两句话才对立起来。 When I was a child, my grandma hung a word in his home, and there was a word in the word. I can not remember the contents of the poem, presumably advised people not to bianzhu more, to be content. But at that time, parents and supervisors urged every day to be complacent, not to go back against the water. The words on the wall were contradictory to the words on the ground. At that time, my naive understanding regarded myself as the thin line between contentedness and insatiableness. Because of me, these two words stood against each other.