Why I Love Astronomy
I am not major in astronomy, actually, my major has no business with astronomy. Therefore, astronomy is just my hobby and it continuously add passion and imagination to my daily life.
It is unbelievable to a person who completely ignore the wonderful and grand starry heaven when he meets it by accident. In a cloudless and starry night, the shinning stars and blurry nebulae mounted in the faint Milky Way, depicting a magnificent and impressive picture which the one who have ever seen it will never forget. Actually I can’t describe it by words—each word is useless in front of the universe—what I can do is to appreciate and admire it. The feeling of the appreciation of it can only achieved by go outside and raise up your head. The starry heaven makes me think of the far distant world and lets me buried in its beauty.
When I appreciate the starry heaven, what I see is not only the apparent beauty but also the long story behind it. I would think back to the previous period when the early scientists fearlessly explored the mysterious universe. I would imagine that what such astronomers like Kepler, Newton, Galileo and Tycho were thinking when they were staring at the formidable and fearful universe which they could not understand. The whole universe is a book, as Galileo had said. It was this book that inspired the early scientists to find and explore what they didn’t know and eventually created the theory to explain how the world worked and finally changed our world. The inspiration of exploring the unknown, I think, is a fascination of the universe.
In 1990, the Voyager 1 took a picture of the Earth in 6 billion kilometers away from the it. In the picture, darkness occupied almost the whole space and there was a tiny and negligible dot in it: that is our home, the Earth. Every person who have seen this picture will be touched from the deep heart. Our Earth is just a dust in the universe, and we are so tiny and weak that may destroyed by some accident easily. As Carl Sagan wrote in his book:”Our posturings, our imagined self-importance, the delusion that we have some privileged position in the Universe, are challenged by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In our obscurity, in all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves.”We are tiny creatures, and no matter how advanced our technology is and how massive our knowledges are, we are nothing but a dust in the universe.
So why do I love astronomy? The great philosopher Kant’s saying may deliver my reason:”Two things fill me with constantly increasing admiration and awe, the longer and more earnestly I reflect on them: the starry heavens without and the moral law within”.