“你看不见!那你为何如此恬然?”古龙笔下的一位少女这样问天生失明的花满楼。“用心。”自然平等地呈现在每个人面前,有人熟视无睹,有人感慨万千;而面对同一美景,有人喜极而泣,有人黯然销魂。悲观如李义山,咏叹“无限好”的“夕阳”,却又以“只是近黄昏” “You can’t see! Why are you so devastated?” A young girl under Gu Long’s pen questioned Hua Man Lou, who was born blind. “Attention.” Nature is presented to everyone in equal terms. Some people are blind to it and others are filled with emotions. In the face of the same beauty, people cry, and some people are ecstasy. Pessimism, such as Li Yishan, sighs the “sunset” of “infinitely good”, yet it is “just near dusk”.