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","description":"\u003ccenter\u003e\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/tmgdisk01.cafe24.com\/images\/vs\/4172\/sv\/3jYCUWLl6gJwHn6TvQsnwi54VlEFpz.png?v=1765103943\" style=\"max-width:100%;max-height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center;font-size:30px;font-weight:bolder;line-height:1.6em\"\u003e The flowers are bright, so I forget about the sad things. \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"border-bottom:1px;border-bottom-style:dotted;border-color:;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable align=\"center\" width=\"100%\"\u003e\u003ctbody style=\"border:0px\"\u003e\n\n\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd align=\"center\" style=\"line-height:1.2em;text-align:center;font-size:18px;color:black;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:20px;\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\n\n\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/image.yes24.com\/goods\/148688002\/XL\" style=\"max-width:100%;height:auto\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\n\n\n\u003c\/tbody\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%;{split_style6}padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:left;font-size:16px;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e Description \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:left;word-break:break-all;font-size:14px;line-height:1.6em;\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eBook Introduction\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e  \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cb\u003e★ Winner of the Sowol Poetry Literature Award, Mokwol Literature Award, Jeong Ji-yong Literature Award, and Musan Cultural Award! Poet Taejun Moon's hot new prose collection!\u003cbr\u003e ★ A record of 5 years of learning from nature while living in a rural village in Jeju!\u003cbr\u003e ★ Read the essence of poetic prose!\u003cbr\u003e ★ A green story pulled from the soil, a comfort to the heart!\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Poet Taejun Moon's new collection of essays, \"The Flowers Are Bright, So I Forget Sad Things,\" which he wrote about in his Jeju countryside home, where he cultivated an old field, pulled out weeds, and recorded flowers, trees, and nature, is full of sentences that will purify the minds of modern people weary of civilization.\u003cbr\u003e The poet's sentences are a green comfort found in nature, like a shower pouring down on a hot summer day, the sound of a refreshing breeze, a clearing in the forest, or the bright silence of flowers blooming.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThis collection of essays by poet Taejun Moon, winner of Korea's top literary awards including the Sowol Poetry Literature Award, Mokwol Literature Award, Jeong Jiyong Literature Award, and Musan Cultural Award, shows the poet's maturity as he discovers and understands the source of life in nature.\u003cbr\u003e The poet says that feeling and observing the smell of the earth, the color of flowers, the sound of fallen leaves, and the flow of air, and taking half a step back rather than continuously moving forward, is the way to finally enter a peaceful self.\u003cbr\u003e It contains everything about nature and life learned through gardening, and stories taught by grass and trees.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cul\u003e\u003cli\u003e You can preview some of the book's contents.\u003cbr\u003e \u003cspan\u003ePreview\u003c\/span\u003e\n\n\u003c\/li\u003e\u003c\/ul\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eindex\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e Introduction - 6\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSummer: Galaxy-like hydrangeas bloom in the summer garden.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Time for a Rainy Day - 21\u003cbr\u003e Living by pulling out grass - 24\u003cbr\u003e Flowers don't know how to gossip - 26\u003cbr\u003e Even if thunder passes through our lives - 28  \u003cbr\u003eA House Where Nights Crying Cicadas Enter - 31\u003cbr\u003e What You Gain from Being Immature - 34\u003cbr\u003e Give me the freshness of early summer - 39\u003cbr\u003e Time of Great Heat - 43\u003cbr\u003e Blue Rain and the Croaking of Frogs - 47\u003cbr\u003e When the face of summer is glimpsed - 49\u003cbr\u003e Page 53 of Memories\u003cbr\u003e When the wind blows hard, the strong grass knows - 55\u003cbr\u003e Hanging clothes on a clothesline - 56\u003cbr\u003e Color and Fragrance in Words and Writing - 58\u003cbr\u003e Homie - 62\u003cbr\u003e I love you because you're a child - 64\u003cbr\u003e Horizon - 65\u003cbr\u003e In the garden when it drizzles - 67\u003cbr\u003e Even if you suddenly don't recognize me - 68\u003cbr\u003e Lotus Pond - 70\u003cbr\u003e Island - 72\u003cbr\u003e Two Bicycles - 73\u003cbr\u003e Like an Invited Guest - 75\u003cbr\u003e Peach Tree - 77\u003cbr\u003e My Burst - 79\u003cbr\u003e There's nothing wrong with the seedlings and seeds - 81\u003cbr\u003e Stone wall and green moss - 83\u003cbr\u003e A Special Scene on a Summer Day - 85\u003cbr\u003e I retreat to the earth, the stones, the forest, and myself - 87\u003cbr\u003e At the End of Summer - 91\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003eAutumn: Purple figs hang in clusters on every branch.\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eWe have plenty of fruit left to share - 95\u003cbr\u003e Two Blackened Faces - 99\u003cbr\u003e Record of the Fields - 102\u003cbr\u003e The World Embraced by the Pond - 103\u003cbr\u003e Things My Life Depends On - 104\u003cbr\u003e A Moment of Luxury, Tranquility, and Excitement - 105\u003cbr\u003e Avoiding the Stones - 106\u003cbr\u003e Thank You or Sorry - 108\u003cbr\u003e Quiet Encounter - 112\u003cbr\u003e The moment you open the front door and step in - 114\u003cbr\u003e Caring for My Body and Mind, Inside and Out - 115\u003cbr\u003e Things Awakened by the Sound of Autumn Dawn Rain - 117\u003cbr\u003e On the Narrow - 120\u003cbr\u003e Beyond the Realm - 121\u003cbr\u003e Kanna - 123\u003cbr\u003e To keep your face from being obscured - 126\u003cbr\u003e Autumn, White Shades, and Van Gogh - 128\u003cbr\u003e This is how human roots should be - 134\u003cbr\u003e When the fragrance returns - 136\u003cbr\u003e Fig Tree in Autumn - 138\u003cbr\u003e The season of tangerine-colored leaves - 141\u003cbr\u003e The Neighbor's Dog - 143\u003cbr\u003e Garden Time - 145\u003cbr\u003e Learning to Grow a Small Autumn Garden - 147\u003cbr\u003e Grandma dragging a bag of fertilizer - 150\u003cbr\u003e Now is the time - 151\u003cbr\u003e The End of Autumn, Encountered Inside Autumn - 153\u003cbr\u003e Sweeping Fallen Leaves - 156\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003e \u003cbr\u003eWinter: Even in a snowstorm, footprints like ice remain\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e If you cultivate in winter, you can grow crops as if they were in spring - 161\u003cbr\u003e Self-delighting height - 164\u003cbr\u003e First Snow - 166\u003cbr\u003e Under the Sun - 167\u003cbr\u003e Snowman Time - 168\u003cbr\u003e Words Said for No Reason - 171\u003cbr\u003e Blue Bamboo Leaf Shinwoo-dae - 172\u003cbr\u003e We Must Live in a Bright World - 175\u003cbr\u003e First Full Moon - 179\u003cbr\u003e Time to Find Peace - 180\u003cbr\u003e Facing the Cold Wind - 185\u003cbr\u003e Red Bean Porridge - 188\u003cbr\u003e Voices of the Winter Wind - 189\u003cbr\u003e Yuzu Scent - 190\u003cbr\u003e Received a new calendar - 191\u003cbr\u003e Three Raw Rice Balls - 193\u003cbr\u003e May new grass sprout in your heart - 194\u003cbr\u003e Clear and Fragrant Things - 196\u003cbr\u003e Finding the Honey in Your Own Flower - 199\u003cbr\u003e Dried Flowers and Leaves - 202\u003cbr\u003e A calm and unchanging inner living room beneath the lake ice - 204\u003cbr\u003e A Snowy Winter Night - 207\u003cbr\u003e White and Winter Garden - 208\u003cbr\u003e Small but sometimes heavier than a rock - 211\u003cbr\u003e Chusa's Exile - 213\u003cbr\u003e The Time of the Red Camellia - 217\u003cbr\u003e Living in the Time of Heavy Snow - 218  \u003cbr\u003eReflecting on the End - 220\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003e\u003cbr\u003eSpring: Like bright light gathered in the palms of your hands\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Spring Under Thin Ice - 223\u003cbr\u003e New shoots on a fig tree branch - 226\u003cbr\u003e Spring Snow and Spring Sunshine - 228\u003cbr\u003e Grandma's Spring Herbs - 231\u003cbr\u003e In the shade of spring soaked with fox rain - 233\u003cbr\u003e Beginning of Spring Scenery - 236\u003cbr\u003e Garden Story - 237\u003cbr\u003e Life and death are like water and ice - 240\u003cbr\u003e Sleep for Seven Nights - 242\u003cbr\u003e Guest - 243\u003cbr\u003e A village that plants flowers even outside the fence - 244\u003cbr\u003e Sunflowers that Bloomed Without Us Knowing - 246\u003cbr\u003e A Voice Like Yellow Revenge Grass - 248\u003cbr\u003e Old Couple's Restaurant - 249\u003cbr\u003e Everyday Music That Sparkles Like Gold and Silver - 251\u003cbr\u003e How to Stop Thinking - 255\u003cbr\u003e If it's a love that will walk together until we turn gray - 256\u003cbr\u003e Falling Flowers Snowstorm - 260\u003cbr\u003e Sprinkle water on the stone - 261\u003cbr\u003e I don't want to go far - 263\u003cbr\u003e Just say nice things - 264\u003cbr\u003e The Road That Turns Nine Times in a Hundred Steps - 266\u003cbr\u003e Peonies are like cathedrals and temples - 268\u003cbr\u003e Three Resolutions - 271\u003cbr\u003e Things We Can Control - 273  \u003cbr\u003eI need to laugh harder - 274\u003cbr\u003e Garden and Pomegranate Pots - 278\u003cbr\u003e Peonies are blooming in my heart - 282\u003cbr\u003e Praise of the Veranda - 284\u003cbr\u003e Stone - 286\u003cbr\u003e If only I had remembered the advice I heard back then longer - 288\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eDetailed image\u003c\/b\u003e \u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/image.yes24.com\/momo\/TopCate5416\/MidCate007\/541567720.png\" border=\"0\" alt=\"Detailed Image 1\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eInto the book\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e Don't be too greedy, don't think the situation is too bad, think that it's enough, that's enough, that's enough, that kind of thing happens too.\u003cbr\u003e Even when living through the boring rainy season, we must see what is wet as wet and what is dry as dry.\u003cbr\u003e Even if a bigger thunder passes through our lives.\u003cbr\u003e --- From \"Even if thunder passes through our lives\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Watching moss grow on a stone wall or on the damp soil of a flower bed, we feel that time in our lives is growing, flowing, and accumulating just like that.\u003cbr\u003e --- From \"Stone Wall and Green Moss\"\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eYou will leisurely enjoy the scenery of leaves changing color and falling as the trees surrounding your house give up their desire to grow further.\u003cbr\u003e Then, if you place a chair under that tree and sit on it, you will be able to keenly feel the autumn time flowing like a river.\u003cbr\u003e Meanwhile, the crickets will chirp in the autumn.\u003cbr\u003e So I too will retreat to the earth, to the stones, to the forest, and to myself.\u003cbr\u003e --- From \"I retreat to the earth, the stones, the forest, and myself\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Natural things that are created on their own without human intervention are so calm and cozy.\u003cbr\u003e Where is the discernment here?\u003cbr\u003e Where is the lie and strife here?\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I return home, take off my coat, dust myself off, wash my hands and feet, and quietly face the snowy landscape. \u003cbr\u003eThe heat in my body and mind subsides, my breathing returns to normal, and the inside and outside, once as thorny as a bush, settles down like a calm surface of water, and before I know it, I am filled with a pure fullness that seems ready to overflow.\u003cbr\u003e --- From \"First Snow\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Now that winter has come, there is more white in the world.\u003cbr\u003e Even the mountain peaks visible in the distance are already covered in snow, revealing their white foreheads.\u003cbr\u003e White light could be said to be the color of empty space and time.\u003cbr\u003e The fire of life in vines and grass has all died out, and the time of ash has arrived.\u003cbr\u003e The time has come for us to empty ourselves rather than fill ourselves.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e --- From \"Time to Find Quietness\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003ePublisher's Review\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003ePoet Taejun Moon's green sentence nature diary!\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The highlight of poet Moon Tae-jun's new collection of essays is the pleasure of reading the poems about nature, written while observing nature through labor, along with the excellent poetic sentences. \u003cbr\u003eWhile building a house, building a stone wall, and cultivating a field in a rural village in Jeju, he spent five springs, summers, fall, and winters, becoming a poet of grass and a farmer poet.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Before I knew it, I was holding a hoe in my hand.\u003cbr\u003e Looking through the farming journal, it is recorded that green onions, leeks, and cabbage seedlings were planted in October, and that barley or rapeseed seeds were planted in early November.\u003cbr\u003e The name of the old field with many earthworms was named 'Gugujeon (??田)'.\u003cbr\u003e The meaning is literally a field of earthworms in Chinese characters, and contains the exclamation, 'Oh! Earthworms, earthworms!'\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e When you step into a garden, you really get a sense of how diverse and dramatic things are happening in the soil.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Getting in closer contact with the subjects of nature is a unique experience.\u003cbr\u003e Sensing the mysterious changes in nature can be a refreshing stimulus to our lives. \u003cbr\u003eBut to get a special stimulus, we must also look closely at the changes in the subjects that make up nature.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The wood pigeons are crying, the cuckoos are following suit, the corn is ripening, the watermelon vines are crawling along the ground, the sunflowers are growing taller, the daylight hours are getting longer, and the towels around my neck are soaking wet. This is the time when I can glimpse the face of summer.\u003cbr\u003e - From \"When the Face of Summer Glances Through\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The poet directly touches with his own hands the diverse and dramatic events that occur in the soil and sees the true face of summer.\u003cbr\u003e In his farmer's diary, he writes that the mysterious life forms that are constantly reborn are interconnected as he observes life sprouting, growing, blooming, and falling throughout the four seasons of Jeju.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eWhen I see flowers blooming, my mind becomes peaceful and boundless peace arises in my heart. I see that the flowers and their blooming are my appearance and my nature.\u003cbr\u003e I didn't realize it before, but living in the countryside, tending flower beds, and farming, I've come to realize that I'm connected to living beings and that I influence and are influenced by them.\u003cbr\u003e - From “Peonies are blooming in my heart”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The poet does not stop at the beauty of life and the peace of mind that these lives connect, but goes one step further into nature.\u003cbr\u003e Just as Hermann Hesse said that kneeling on the ground and pulling out weeds is like performing a ritual, and that the physical labor of pulling out weeds every day keeps the mind healthy, the poet endlessly reflects on his inner self while pulling out weeds, and he uses the following metaphor of a meadow for the readers.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eI tried to get out of the meadow by pulling out and cutting grass, but soon I found myself in the meadow again pulling out and cutting grass.\u003cbr\u003e But if you think about it carefully, this metaphor of the grass is actually a condition of life and an environment that everyone has.\u003cbr\u003e It makes me think that this meadow is where we live and where we will live.\u003cbr\u003e It is a place that is chaotic, scary, and exhausting, but at other times it is also a place that is well-organized, that presents flowers of pleasure like wild flowers, and where labor is sure to pay off.\u003cbr\u003e We will never be able to escape this living environment called the grass.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e You can also call this field of grass our family, our workplace, our gathering, or even our very personal 'me'. \u003cbr\u003eEven as the year changes, the grass will still be there, and we will eat, sleep, and live there.\u003cbr\u003e - From \"I Live by Pulling Grass\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Literary insight, profound thoughts and the power of reasoning that contemplate nature enrich the readers of this book and stimulate their imagination.\u003cbr\u003e In particular, through the stories in the middle of the text where the poet practices nature and tells the poems he obtains from it, we can learn where the poet's recent pure poetic experiences come from.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eRead the essence of poetic sentences!\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The peony flower bloomed in a shape like two cupped palms, and contained a very bright light inside.\u003cbr\u003e The peonies were like a cathedral, like a temple.\u003cbr\u003e It seemed as if a clear and bright heart was living within that flower.\u003cbr\u003e I thought that if there was a spirit we needed to perfect, it would be something like this.\u003cbr\u003e - From “Peonies are like cathedrals and temples”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eWhen I listen to the sound of the temple bell coming from a distant temple, it feels as if the world is inside the sound of the large bell.\u003cbr\u003e The sound of the bell sounds like the words of a kind grandmother.\u003cbr\u003e The sound of the bell collects at the bottom of the pond dug by the neighbor next door, covers the dry bushes and the sleep of the weary, caresses the haggard face, comes over to the roof of my house, hangs on the icicles at the end of the eaves, falls and flows like drops of water, walks slowly across the yard without a shadow, stands on the cypress tree with its dense blue-green scales, shakes and sways the naive me, and passes through each and every leaf of the bamboo.\u003cbr\u003e - From “Facing the Cold Wind”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e This collection of prose, which sublimates Moon Tae-jun's traditional lyricism into poetic sentences, uses poetic images and symbols with restrained language within the logical structure and development of the story, thereby conveying a deep emotional resonance and the allure of a sense of space. \u003cbr\u003eHe writes that he sees a cathedral-like, temple-like tranquility and sacredness inside the peony flower that contains bright light, and that this is the kind of heart and appearance we must perfect.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The poet describes the harsh winds of Jeju Island, where the blizzard rages like a hungry wild animal or a swarm of bees, and on some days, he feels that the snowflakes falling from the sky are so slow and careful.\u003cbr\u003e Then, suddenly, at dawn, when the poet wakes up, the sound of a bell from a temple not far from his house is heard. The imagination and metaphor of the sound blending with nature give the impression that this world exists within a single sound.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Poet Moon Tae-jun's Green Book, a work of sensory imagery and poetic imagination, unfolds! The value of nature he discovered, a work worthy of slow, long reading, offers readers a new literary experience.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eLiving at a height that pleases oneself\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003e\"The flowers are so bright that I forget the sad things\" is composed of four parts, starting with summer, and continuing through fall, winter, and spring, depicting the four seasons in which the poet encounters nature alone.\u003cbr\u003e The poet says that all four seasons in Jeju are intense.\u003cbr\u003e Spring is splendid, summer is like a life of thunder, autumn is vast and beautiful, and winter is as desolate as the footprints of a wild animal left in the snow, but it is said that this is the harmony of nature, and that by living through each season, we find a height of joy in ourselves.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Hallabong fruits grow at different heights.\u003cbr\u003e They hang on the lower branches, the western branches, the inside, and the top of the tree respectively.\u003cbr\u003e I like each of their different heights.\u003cbr\u003e That is why the height is called the ‘height at which the Hallabong fruit rejoices itself.’\u003cbr\u003e It is thought that each Hallabong fruit grows to its own height of pleasure. \u003cbr\u003eJust because a fruit grows higher doesn't mean it's better.\u003cbr\u003e Each fruit, at its own height, is simply ripening into a good fruit, filling itself with its own sweetness.\u003cbr\u003e - From “The Height of Self-Rejoicing”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e \u003cb\u003eFinding inner peace of mind\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Henry David Thoreau, Helen Nearing, Scott Nearing, Hermann Hesse, Gary Snyder, Sensei Yamao… … .\u003cbr\u003e All of these poets who were popular in their time were poets who abandoned civilization and entered nature.\u003cbr\u003e They are also intellectuals who are deeply engrossed in Eastern philosophy and Buddhist philosophy.\u003cbr\u003e Like the lives of those who are frequently quoted in the text, poet Moon Tae-jun does not neglect the work of examining and governing his mind. \u003cbr\u003eThe poet, who has worked at the Buddhist Broadcasting Station for over 30 years, frequently shares in this book the Buddhist thought he studied, the lives of great monks, and the study of the mind that seeks happiness from small, loose, and simple things.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e As I live through the year, I feel like I've taken a half step back in everything.\u003cbr\u003e It feels like a half-step back from intense emotions, from the desire to grasp more with a grudge, from harsh language and discontented looks, from things that have happened or are happening, from food and clothing, from lavish hospitality and praise, from neglect and criticism, from the small or large harvests.\u003cbr\u003e - From “Reflecting at the End”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e I'm very pleased that I've had less anger in my heart this year.\u003cbr\u003e I got angry less than last year, and I gradually realized that getting angry was useless. \u003cbr\u003eAnd even when I get angry, I get to the point where I can be a little aware that I'm angry.\u003cbr\u003e Perhaps I too have come to see that within me lies the same peaceful inner living room that Henry David Thoreau discovered beneath the surface of the frozen lake.\u003cbr\u003e - From “The Calm and Consistent Inner Living Room Beneath the Lake Ice”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e So, like Henry David Thoreau, we seek and discover the inner peace deep within the lake.\u003cbr\u003e The bright light blooming from within the flower feels like a cathedral or a temple, and as we stay in the flower's peaceful living room, we write in this book about the heart we must learn and reach.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Flowers do not gossip, flowers do not complain, flowers do not get angry.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The pale petals are blooming shyly.\u003cbr\u003e I sit in front of that flower, my family sits, a guest sits, a butterfly sits, and time sits. \u003cbr\u003eSit still, catch your breath, and take in the peaceful, beautiful energy.\u003cbr\u003e When flowers are bright, people are bright and the world is bright.\u003cbr\u003e Sad things can be forgotten.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e - 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