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我喜欢太极拳,它那种从容,那种沉寂,那种不动声色而又能化敌于无形,每每让我感叹。之所以感叹,是因为自己达不到。太极不是拳,而是文化。也不是文化,而是心灵。别的拳是紧的,太极是松的;别的拳是攻或者防的,太极是化的。曾有师父告诉我太极妙要:来多少,让多少;要多少,给多少。这已经把太极说明白了。你来,我让;你要,我给。且是来多少,让多少;要多少,给多少。让到极限,你不让对方倒地,对方却自己倒地
I like tai chi, its kind of calm, that kind of silence, the kind of calm but can turn the enemy invisible, often let me sigh. The reason why I sigh, because I can not reach. Tai Chi is not a fist but a culture. Nor is culture, but mind. Other boxing is tight, Tai Chi is loose; other boxing is attack or defense, Tai Chi is the chemical. There was a master who told me how wonderful, how many, how much, how much, how much. This has been made clear to Tai Chi. You come, I let; you want, I give. And how much, how much, how much, how much. To the limit, you do not allow each other to fall to the ground, but the other fell to the ground