老子说,弱水三千,吾只取一瓢饮。我想象他说这句话时的样子,神情悠闲,面色和悦,脚下是悠悠流水,背后是青青远山。他的怡然自得,来自于他的无为。一样的乱世,一样的无道,老子选择梅妻鹤子,孔子却选择颠簸风尘。他们都看到了现实,却做出了不一样的选择。我没有资格评论两者孰更伟大,我清楚地知道:乱世这中,孔子没有逃避,没有妥协,尚仁树礼是他一生的目标,他视目标为己任,他用殉道者的执著和战 I said weak three thousand, I only take a scoop drink. I imagine when he said these words look, leisurely look, looking and pleased, at the foot of a long stream, behind the mountains. His contented, from his inaction. The same troubled times, the same no way, Lao Tzu chose the plum wife Crane, Confucius chose bumpy dust. They all saw the reality, but made a different choice. I am not qualified to comment on either one of the greater, I clearly know: chaos during this period, Confucius did not evade, there is no compromise, Shang Renshuli is his life’s goal, he targets the goal, he used the martyrs perseverance and war