Tag: Industrial Design

Every quiet morning, when I wake up from my sleep, the sweet chirping of birds comes from the window every day. The sound is like a beautiful piece of music, quietly filling my world and kicking off a new day.

My mind, body, and even heart do not entirely belong to me. I only exist in this world temporarily, savoring all the wonderful experiences and enriching my inner experience.

Everything in this world seems to be designed just for me, every flower and every tree is exactly what I desire in my heart. However, something has changed recently. The big cat at home left us. This parting made us deeply realize the fragility and preciousness of life. Everything will return to dust, but life continues in another form.

After the big cat left, an old cat was left in the house. He seemed to feel the emptiness of his sister’s departure. He stayed by his sister’s cage every day, or stood near the feed area, as if waiting for his sister’s return. Every time I see it, I will stroke its fur and tell it that her sister is gone, but she will accompany us in another way. The old cat often comes close to me, as if listening to my words. Maybe this is just my voice, but I believe it can also feel my emotions.

At my desk, I can always see the old cat lying quietly on my seat, sleeping peacefully, with the sun shining on it. This feeling makes me feel amazing. We seem to be communicating in each other’s gaze, and each other’s existence and experience have become a part of each other’s lives.

The following is—-

“Life is a wonderful lesson. We are on the journey and will soon be out of the journey.”

“In this world, I am but a temporary traveler, embracing all experiences and cherishing the presence of life in its various forms.”

The only thing I know is that I know nothing.

Learning Philosophy Is Practicing Death.
Art Is Spiritual Inheritance.
Design Is Learning And Living.

Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the beginning, so where can it cause dust.

If you pursue too much, you often lose yourself in the journey of pursuit. As the years go by, I gradually learn to let go of material greed and focus on spiritual wealth. This transformation is no longer about external desires, but an exploration of the innermost being.

My wife asked me, is there anything I really desire? What can bring joy to my heart?

I’m speechless about this. However, in the long thought, a small smile silently helped me answer the question.

When I met the child, his innocent smile warmed my heart. In an instant, I understood that what I was pursuing was not material wealth, but peace and warmth deep in my soul.

The following is—-

“A simple smile”

“The power of the moment.”

The only thing I know is that I know nothing.

Learning Philosophy Is Practicing Death.
Art Is Spiritual Inheritance.
Design Is Learning And Living.

Whenever I sit in my seat and look out the window, the sun shines through the glass into the room. This scene always makes me feel calm, letting go of my worries and immersing myself in the tranquility of the moment. When the child goes to school and my wife accompanies him, I sit here alone, enjoying the breeze, sunshine, and my own breathing.

I used to have a bad habit of being busy all the time or my brain was thinking all the time. My thoughts were chaotic and running, and I couldn’t stop. However, I have read some books recently, and they all advocate not overthinking, but to enjoy the beauty of the moment. If you can’t enjoy it now, what about the future? The past and the future are all in the present; therefore, I have learned to cherish everything in front of me, cherish every life, no matter sentimental or ruthless, everything I have given.

The following is—-

“Enjoy the tranquility of the moment”

善者不辯，辯者不善。

“The virtuous do not argue; those who argue are not virtuous.”

The only thing I know is that I know nothing.

Learning Philosophy Is Practicing Death.
Art Is Spiritual Inheritance.
Design Is Learning And Living.

On the colorful drawing paper, I accompany my children to draw together. Each piece of drawing paper is a fantasy world. Children are always full of unlimited imagination. He uses up all the colors on his hands to draw all kinds of wonderful patterns and creatures. As a father, I can only silently echo him and feel his unique creativity. .

Sometimes, I would like him to use a few colors to make the painting clearer and more beautiful, but the child insists on using the colors he has in mind. He always told me that he liked his work because he thought none of my colors looked good enough. In retrospect, perhaps it is because our adults’ vision is swayed by society and the environment, while children retain their innocent and pure thoughts, unfettered, and use colored pens as they please.

As a father, I can only silently accept this difference, accompany him to weave colorful dreams on the drawing paper, and enjoy this unconstrained creativity. Perhaps this is the process of growing up. What we learn from our children is far more than what we give.

The following is—-

The beauty of innocence and purity.

“The beauty of the present moment is everything.”

The only thing I know is that I know nothing.

Learning Philosophy Is Practicing Death.
Art Is Spiritual Inheritance.
Design Is Learning And Living.

Chess, this is a game I play with my children, every move is irreversible, just like life. If life could be turned back, would there be a do-over moment?

This question was asked by a child at home. He asked curiously: “Dad, if you could go back in time, would you regret starting a business?”

I fell into silence because I have already gone through the years of entrepreneurship. How can I answer this question?

The child insisted, “This question is about your thoughts.”

I thought about it, and then said softly: “You probably don’t want to start a business again.” Because starting a business requires not only funds, but also industry, mentality, and heart load. You need to think carefully, not just stupidity is enough.

I started my business half a year before the outbreak, and I did not expect that such a situation would happen.

One year later, I had to put away my dream of starting a business and face the challenges at the peak of the epidemic.

It all seemed like a dream. My wife and I could only smile bitterly and spread our hands. Everything was an arrangement of fate.

However, surprisingly, the child saw through my mind.

A few years ago, such a topic would have been untouchable, but now I can talk about it so calmly. Maybe, this is the process of growing up. Maybe I have grown up, or in other words, the child has grown up.

The following is–

The passage of time and the transformation of growth.

“Every step is our own choice.”

The only thing I know is that I know nothing.

Learning Philosophy Is Practicing Death.
Art Is Spiritual Inheritance.
Design Is Learning And Living.