思维那只小鸟，展翅飞翔着，搜寻着。
它时而收缩着两支翅膀，让全身疾飞向前，倏忽而逝，如一支电射而过的箭矢；时而平展着两支翅膀，缓慢悠然地滑翔着，如一艘在平静的海面漂航的小船……。
它飞向前，转飞向后，飞向左，飞向右，飞向上，飞向下，飞向任何方向，并且飞向古往，飞向将来，在现实中飞翔，在幻想中飞翔。——这是一只奇异的小鸟。它飞进时间和空间的组合里……
它飞翔着，搜寻着，时而高飞，时而低翔……。
它在忙什么？
它是在搜寻着它的猎物。——一只蚊子便是一只雄狮。一只飞蚁便是一只大象。一只 小虫便是一只花鹿。所有的猎物，对它都是一种喜悦。
它是在搜寻它的宝藏。——有许多美食、金银、玉器在等待它去寻获。有许多哲理、 文学、艺术甚至自然科学的精义在等待它去拥有。
前面许是漆黑昏暗，许是光明灿烂，许是风雷雨雪，许是模糊朦胧，许是深奥幽玄， 许是悬崖峭壁，它都通行无阻，直入无碍……。
天空任鸟飞，啊，思维，你这只小鸟呀，且尽量去飞翔，去搜寻吧！
That Tiny Bird of Thought Hsu ChiCheng
That tiny bird of thought, spreads his wing, soaring, searching.
He sometimes contracts his two wings and soars quickly, elapses instantaneous velocity, like a arrow electricity-like; sometimes spreads equally his two wings, soars slowly and leisurely, as a boat roams on the calm sea…
He soars forwards, soars backwards, soars leftwards, soars rightwards, soars upwards, soars downwards, soars to every direction, and soars to the ancient times, sours to future, soars within the reality, soars in the fantasy.
–He’s a queer tiny bird. He soars into the combination of space and time…
He sours, searches, now high now low…
What does he busy?
He is searches his prey.—A mosquito is a lion. An ant is an elephant. A tiny insect is a chital. As to him, all the prey is his joyousness.
He is searching his treasure.—Many delicious foods, gold, jade objects are waiting him to search after. Many essences of philosophy, literature, art, even nature science are waiting him to posses.
In front of him, there may be black and dim, may be bright and brilliant, may be flying rumours, may be blur and dim, may be profound and mystery, may be the cliff and steep, he will pass through without obstacle, through straightly…
The sky is wide for bird to soar, oh, the tiny bird, you do your best to soar what you want, do your best to search what you want!@
责任编辑：林芳宇
