Life Is a Net
Once I was a fisherman, life was the net. I used it to catch the fish. Now everything has changed: I become the fish caught in the net of life.
Yes, in childhood games were our life, and then playing rules were the net. To be good players, we should firstly use the rules well.
In school years, study was our life. Paragraph structures, mathematical formulas, English grammars, chemical equations, physical laws and so on are all the nets. Merely using these nets we could catch the fish of scores.
In daily life, behavior rules, moral riles are also the nets which should be held on to form us better persons. Such as if I want to make some background introduction in Chinese before my English mini-lecture, I should first ask the teacher for her permission. Teachers are always teachers. This is a rule, this is a net.
Science is advancing rapidly, the wheel of life is moving on fast too. The nets of life are continuously renewing and their numbers increasing. So many nets interweave together to make up one thick, sturdy one which wrapped us in. we are like fish caught in the nearly airtight net.
I am a person enjoying adhering to all the rules and wishing to achieving something through it. But my behavior constrained, minds stiffened. Such as my drawing, because I appreciate the similarity, I always copy the original works or objects as similar as possible. Even my self-portrait liked me very much. If so why don’t use a camera? No innovation, no thoughts of my own. All my paintings are rubbish to me now. Then if a person adheres to the rules to seriously, and becomes wrapped in the net of life, he is no more then a machine that has been well designed with many programs.
This is the very lesson I learned from one course I chose this semester named “Appreciation of Chinese Art Works”. Unfortunately I am a person of this kind, fortunately I find this problem. I’ll treat the rules critically, spare more room to think, to create. A person full of ideas and characteristics is what I want to be.
Yes, in childhood games were our life, and then playing rules were the net. To be good players, we should firstly use the rules well.
In school years, study was our life. Paragraph structures, mathematical formulas, English grammars, chemical equations, physical laws and so on are all the nets. Merely using these nets we could catch the fish of scores.
In daily life, behavior rules, moral riles are also the nets which should be held on to form us better persons. Such as if I want to make some background introduction in Chinese before my English mini-lecture, I should first ask the teacher for her permission. Teachers are always teachers. This is a rule, this is a net.
Science is advancing rapidly, the wheel of life is moving on fast too. The nets of life are continuously renewing and their numbers increasing. So many nets interweave together to make up one thick, sturdy one which wrapped us in. we are like fish caught in the nearly airtight net.
I am a person enjoying adhering to all the rules and wishing to achieving something through it. But my behavior constrained, minds stiffened. Such as my drawing, because I appreciate the similarity, I always copy the original works or objects as similar as possible. Even my self-portrait liked me very much. If so why don’t use a camera? No innovation, no thoughts of my own. All my paintings are rubbish to me now. Then if a person adheres to the rules to seriously, and becomes wrapped in the net of life, he is no more then a machine that has been well designed with many programs.
This is the very lesson I learned from one course I chose this semester named “Appreciation of Chinese Art Works”. Unfortunately I am a person of this kind, fortunately I find this problem. I’ll treat the rules critically, spare more room to think, to create. A person full of ideas and characteristics is what I want to be.
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