The Emperor's Favorite: The Beauty Disturbs the World

Chapter 390 Desperate
The monk smiled, like a Buddha standing with flowers.

"How is this possible! If the poor monk lived from the prosperous Tang Dynasty to the present, wouldn't he become an old monster!"

I burst out laughing, with such a teasing look, it really resembled the unrestrained Dao Yi back then, then recalled the past and said sadly: "Let the Daoist decide everything! Sure enough, my life has been rough, and he lost his country! "

"Don't think about the past anymore!" Daoyi comforted me, "The most important thing is to live well in the present moment!"

My mouth was as bitter as if I had swallowed Coptis chinensis, "I can't forget him, I can't live in the present moment, I just want to immerse myself in that yellow beam dream until the end of my life! Daoist priest, you are a powerful man with heavenly eyes, you Can you tell me where he is?"

Daoyi shook his head and said: "You shouldn't always be like this. If I say that it wasn't him at all that was promised in your ear back then, it was just an illusory shadow after you thought hard, would you accept it?"

"I can't!" I almost cried out. For ten years, the person I pursued with all my heart was actually just an illusory shadow of myself when I was lonely. Even if it was true, I couldn't admit it, otherwise the rest of my life would be boundless, how should I face it!
Daoyi sighed slowly, "When you were obsessed with searching for your past life back then, I hoped to enlighten you in a dream, so I sent you and Ouyang Bohao, who had the fate of Buddha, back to the prosperous Tang Dynasty. My original intention was I want you to know that life is like a dream, and all obsessions are ignorance, but not only have you not realized it, but you are deeply trapped in it and cannot extricate yourself. In this way, it is all my evil karma that came from a single thought!"

"What!" I was beyond shocked!It was Daoyi who sent me and Brother Bao back to the Tang Dynasty?Is he turned into a fairy in the pen to send us back?

Daoyi patted me on the shoulder, "Go back and live your life well, some things that should happen will come sooner or later, and things that shouldn't, it's useless if you ask for them!"

He didn't repeat any more, and went straight into the scripture room.

I stared blankly at his back, my mind full of thoughts.

A few months later, I tried my best to live a normal life according to Daoyi's words. After graduating from university, I left that city and came to a remote town to become a teacher.

"Graduated from a third-rate university, how lucky you are to find an editorial job so quickly!"

That's pretty much what everyone says to me!
Preaching, teaching, and dispelling doubts have always been my dreams. Due to inexplicable feelings, I have an extraordinary infatuation with Chinese classical literature. It is an almost crazy obsession, just like being infatuated with him!When I was in my senior year, I took a postgraduate exam, hoping to go back to the ancient capital of the thirteen dynasties and see him again, but my English has never been good, and I missed it because of a one point difference.

Every time I look at my postgraduate entrance examination results, I feel dumbfounded!I don't understand why I want to continue learning Chinese, but I have to learn English well first?It's not just me, it's almost the mess of the entire Chinese department!

I originally wanted to continue the postgraduate entrance examination, but because I was afraid of the burden on my family, I came to this strange environment.

This is a very large high school with thousands of students. The green cobblestone road is surrounded by green willow sash, winding corridors and uniquely shaped pavilions. All these make me look for Back to the freedom and lightness of the long-lost university, I quickly fell in love with this tree-lined campus. I dreamed that one day, under the sunshine of the morning, I would be able to carry a book on my shoulders and recite loudly: "The Deed of Life and Death Kuo, talk to Zicheng, hold his hand, and grow old with him."

Unfortunately, things don't always go as expected.

On our first day at this school, we, a group of strangers, were called together for training.

The content of the training is very complicated, but some of the items really made us dumbfounded.For example, there are nearly [-] items listed densely on the principles of class teacher evaluation!As big as academic performance and class management, as small as words and deeds, complicated and trivial matters, points will be deducted if one fails to pass the inspection.

I, who love freedom, feel a little suffocated for a moment, and I have a faint fear..
In the next few days, as we know more and more, everyone's fear is getting heavier!

It turns out that you can't put books on the table here, and you can't put garbage in the trash can. You have to ask me where to put it?I do not know about this!In short, these places cannot be placed.

You have to sweep the fallen leaves in autumn, and clear the snow in winter. If you think you are just clearing the snow to the sides of the road, you are weak!Here, what we want is to pile the snow in one place, and then - peel it into tofu cubes!right!You read that right, it is indeed tofu cubes!So whenever it snows heavily in winter, those poor homeroom teachers have to lead the students in their class out to 'style'!
Whenever I watch this scene behind the window, I feel inexplicably sad.

My kids are very tired!
This is my truth!Although I had to become the two sides of contradictions with them under the high pressure of the college entrance examination, and became opposites, I also truly acknowledged their hard work.They have to get up before six o'clock every day for self-study, and then they can't finish their homework until after eleven o'clock in the middle of the night.

Day after day, year after year.

Some of them are excellent talents, with amazing creativity, extraordinary artistic vision and thinking, but these advantages were quietly wiped out under the bombardment of the sea tactics. After a few years, they are like the same The parts that come out in batches generally lose all their edges and corners. Some of them are sent to the university with a qualified label, and the rest are swept to the corner like garbage.

Ridiculous! Ridiculous!At that moment, I felt that life was full of absurdity!Is a person's value measured by a few hundred points in the college entrance examination?They are so kind and talented, but they are ruthlessly obliterated.And how many of those children who passed the exam can realize their dreams, nothing more than going from one cage to another, and finally dissipating all their talents in the muddle-headed life, and disappearing for everyone.

It's a pity that I can't say these things, because my identity has become a moralist.

I was entangled in such contradictions all day long, unable to sleep for a long time, and often woke up crying in the dormitory in the middle of the night.The co-workers who share the same bed are all young people of the same age. They are not as sentimental as I am, but they are all unhappy, and the reasons for their unhappiness are the same: it turns out that life is coming to an end at a glance!
Is that the end?I seem to have seen decades later, when I was very old, I dismantled my favorite ancient literature on the podium, slammed the blackboard with a pointer and shouted: "Li Bai, Du Fu, etc. You don’t need to know! I don’t even take the college entrance examination!”

Yes, the college entrance examination is not taken!Those who do not take the college entrance examination are useless things. In fact, I really want to say aloud, if the college entrance examination does not take the ancestor test, you don’t want your ancestors either!
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