Thank you for making me who I like
Chapter 15 You Taught Me to Hold the Crown Calmly and Firmly
Chapter 15 You Taught Me to Hold the Crown Calmly and Firmly (5)
People who have passed by say that high school is a place that is unforgettable and allows people to grow.
Unsurprisingly, you have learned to take care of yourself and your family, know how to cherish when you lose, and don't forget to be touched when you are sad.
You cry and laugh, you have many close friends, some of them are like the roundworm in your heart, some of them are like the moonlight on your bedside.
You have never met such a person, you are so happy, so touched, so satisfied.
In this way, half a year has passed.
You find that there is always someone who can come to the classroom early every day to endorse, even on weekends.
Some people posted their future goal university and inspirational words on the table.
Some people draw pictures every day until their hands cramp.
Some people sweat profusely in the summer to do the questions.
Some people don't even forget to recite words before going to bed...
Everyone has one goal - the college entrance examination.
You seem to understand something, but not very clear.
You no longer go to the corridor to chat with your close friends every day, and you no longer ignore the teacher's earnest teachings. You get up early in the morning, and on the way to wait for the bus in the severe winter, you recite words loudly, and your voice breaks through the cold and fog .
You start to immerse yourself in taking notes, sorting out wrong questions, making papers, and making summaries. There are a lot of things waiting for you to do every day.
Your heart seems to be roasting on the stove, burning like fire every day.
When you don't care about time, it is fleeting; when you cherish every minute, it is still fleeting.
But something is different. It has already broken out of the ground in my heart, and it is slowly sprouting. One day, it will bear fruit.
You start to watch Lu Sihao, Silver is fruity, Zhang Jiajia, you start to stay in the "neighbor's ear" listening to pesticide radio programs, every episode of her program is on your iPod, you go to Douban to check in every day, swipe WeChat Bo, you prefer the positive energy that warms people, because you always believe that in this world, there are always more good people than bad people, and warm humanity is the most important.
You often think of yourself standing on the podium and firmly saying that you want to be a public interest lawyer, and then you smile knowingly.
In fact, nothing has changed, you are still you, the you who persistently want to stick to yourself.
During the summer vacation, you made a lot of plans for yourself. In fact, you are already very good. You go to study classes, get a good night’s sleep, practice the piano seriously, drink tea in the air-conditioned room in the afternoon, and eat the snacks you baked by yourself , chat with the person you like.
That night, you chatted with your ex-boyfriend, two children, recalling the past in the gentle night breeze.
When it was mentioned that you started to do your homework every day, he smiled in surprise and said that he didn't like studying, so he just wanted to play like this.
You are also very surprised, of course, what you are surprised is not his words, but you find that you don't agree or envy him at all.
On that night, you typed this sentence on the main screen of your mobile phone—may someone accompany you in your ups and downs, if not, may you become your own sun.
Then you cried again, and you didn’t know the reason, but you deleted the old photos while crying, and you didn’t want to be sentimental anymore, to waste time and miss the beauty of the past.
You like your current self more and more, you will cry because you are moved, you will frown and study hard in the middle of the night, you will interact with people full of friendship, and you will believe in love.
You live every day with a silly smile, even if there is something bad, at most you frown and feel sad for a while and then forget it.
As for the dream thing, you still haven't figured out what it is.
It doesn't matter, this is your unfamiliar journey, go forward, even if you have gone through hardships and bloodshed, you still want to know how much potential you have and what kind of future you will break out.
Thank you for being willing to go on, to go on firmly, bravely, and hard.
Ruan Xiaomei's dream map
琴台
When I first met Ruan Xiaomei, I had a good impression of her.A girl from the country, although a little short and a little dark, but when she smiles, she has a kind of innocent and simple atmosphere.
Every morning at five o'clock, Ruan Xiaomei would quietly climb down from the upper bunk and go to the auditorium to study alone.In fact, there is no need to work so hard for a third-rate university like ours.Out of good intentions, I persuaded her twice, but she always blushed and choked out a sentence in poor Mandarin: hard work can make up for one's weakness.
Ruan Xiaomei told me hesitantly that her ideal is to be an announcer.
Looking at her short and fat figure, and listening to her strong Mandarin, I couldn't burst out laughing until my face turned purple.She's too naive, so what if she can speak fluent standard Mandarin—with this look, she still wants to be on camera?
In order to make Ruan Xiaomei give up, I found an opportunity to take her to the Communication University of China. There are so many beauties and handsome men in the river. Picking out any one will make people feel ashamed and ashamed.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiaomei ignored the gap at all. She followed behind me with her head down. After leaving the Communication University of China, she uttered a sentence: How lucky to find a boyfriend who will be an announcer in the future. The mandarin of those boys is really good. .
I almost fell to the ground.
However, in this world, there are not many people who "catch people by their voices". Therefore, even though Ruan Xiaomei tried her best to fight for it, the opportunity to be a campus announcer was easily taken away by others.
She was a little lost, but quickly adjusted her emotions and studied broadcasting harder.In the second half of her senior year, she even went to Communication University of China as an auditor for several months at her own expense.
When we were all in danger looking for jobs everywhere, Ruan Xiaomei ran around looking for opportunities among many TV stations.In those occasions where people are judged by their appearance, don't say that Ruan Xiaomei only has a third-rate university degree, so what if she graduated from Tsinghua University and Peking University?I have mentioned to Ruan Xiaomei many times on the sidelines that the various program groups of CCTV and the beauties who graduated from Peking University are just working as directors.Ruan Xiaomei didn't believe it.But I believe that life will teach her sooner or later.
Ruan Xiaomei finally settled in an intermediary company.The intermediary company was in Dabei Kiln, Ruan Xiaomei got up at four o'clock every day, backed the bus in a hurry, went to the company with dry mouth and talked about the whole day, and ran back exhausted with a star in her head at night.
I inadvertently discovered that there were densely marked broadcast teaching materials on her desk.
Ruan Xiaomei no longer mentioned the matter of being an announcer. She flipped through the textbooks and smiled softly.It turned out that the reason why she stood out among a group of vocational high school students in the agency was not because of her third-rate university degree, but because of her Mandarin standard.
There really is no wasted effort in the world, I patted Ruan Xiaomei on the shoulder with emotion.She smiled and said to me: I have already found a rental house near Dabei Kiln.
After I separated from Ruan Xiaomei, I changed many jobs one after another. Later, I finally entered a unit within the system and became a small clerk. I couldn’t make a fortune, but I finally got a solid job. After making a phone call, wanting to catch up on the old days, I realized that she had long since stopped working in the agency company.
Surprisingly, Ruan Xiaomei is now working as a DJ in a radio station.I dubiously took a picture of a radio on Taobao, and in the midnight program, it really was Ruan Xiaomei's sweet voice like glutinous rice.
What she recited that day was a poem by Shu Ting.Under the starlight at midnight, I closed my eyes gently, and what echoed in my ears was the familiar Ruan Xiaomei's hope: "The first longing for the north was due to a kapok tree. No matter how far you turn, it can't make her red. Your lips touch the shoulder of the oak tree. This is the last feather of your dream. You can hold it and fly for a while, but you can’t live forever. However, the spirit of the lonely smoke in the desert is always calling..."
Ruan Xiaomei's voice sounded softly again at this time, she seemed to be whispering softly, but the firmness in her voice was full of courage and strength: "For many people, a dream is a feather that shines, although it cannot escape the withering But with its short-lived power, we can see the unexpected light. This is the charm of struggle."
That night, in my dream, I saw Ruan Xiaomei again.She smiled and sat on a glowing feather, going upwards and upwards. Finally, the feather withered, but a pair of huge wings grew out of her body.
good time to be alone
Anonymous
Last week at a university classmate reunion, some people complained about Beijing's subway: There is no elevator for such a distant transfer!I can't help but think of the first time I came to Beijing, carrying a huge suitcase and transferring from Metro Line [-] to Line [-], looking at the endless stairs and the moment of despair.
But is there anyone here to help you?
No help really, and trying to make sure not to be swept down the stairs by the oncoming crowd while lugging suitcases.Recalling this scene again, I am even more convinced that the girls in life must be prepared so that they can carry their big suitcases up when they are alone.
I just moved house some time ago, and I assembled the bed with S and J until midnight at home.The girls held wrenches and pliers, and at first they didn't even know which direction to turn the screws. After tossing for a long time, they finally disassembled, assembled and relocated a bunk bed.These are the hard powers necessary to live alone.
I chatted with my sister the night before, and talked about interpersonal communication, and consciously try to let myself live alone.
Whether it's family, friendship or love, it's always better to keep some proper distance.At the beginning, it was extremely sticky, and I wished to become one person, eating, sleeping, traveling and playing in the same pace, so I got used to it, and occasionally I went out for a walk with some small emotions, or I forgot to call someone at a party, so it was easy for each other Heartbroken.Between people, the closer you are, the easier it is to be unscrupulous and take whatever you want, and all you see are shortcomings.
No one is a bad person, but when you are angry about your shortcomings, the momentary dissatisfaction cannot be filled by reason.So, when you're complaining about someone you're close to, it's time to give each other some proper space!You live your life, I have my backbone, and we still miss each other, but we no longer need to be inseparable, so that we can avoid hurting each other, and a relationship can develop benignly.
But, say goodbye to the person who is closest to you for a while, can you live a good life by yourself?Do you have your own hobbies, goals you strive to achieve, and things you want to do?Have you cultivated your own interest in life, will you continue to have new interests in life, and can you accumulate some fun in small days?There are also rich and colorful arrangements for a person's free time. Whether traveling alone or reading a book at home, even in a quiet time and space, listening to the sound of one's own breathing makes one feel at ease.There are a lot of things I want to do every day, and I will never feel bored or overwhelmed. Do you have the ability to get along with yourself like this "alone, not lonely"?
Ueno Chizuko said in "A Man's Old Queen", "Loneliness is an important companion in life".When we get old, we will eventually have to face the ending of "one person", so experiencing loneliness earlier is a good experience in this long and short life journey.
When you are young, whether you are carrying your own suitcase alone or taking charge of your inner world alone, these are incomparably precious abilities that you will only have after experiencing solitude.
Solitude takes advantage of the good times.This kind of loneliness is the practice in the fleeting years, and it is the precipitation in the glitz.If you are alone and happy when you are alone, then everything you have in the future will be a good time.
tinkering on the wrong side of the world
Ke Yufen
I have had my own desk since I was a child, and I know its ins and outs very well. I spend almost as much time sitting beside it doing my homework as I do my homework under it.
The desk was extremely heavy, and there was no sound when the drawers were opened, and even two adults couldn't lift it. It was so heavy that it looked like a person studying hard.The table was placed in a room with a wooden floor, next to the window. The window was opened low, so there was enough space and light. I could just lean on the window sill and look out under the table.Not far from the window is a tree of green grape vines covering the sky, with green light and shadow soaking through the gaps in the leaves, and there are fat caterpillars on the grape leaves.The summer afternoon is very quiet, and the summer vacation is very lonely. The sun is so poisonous and hot that you can’t go anywhere. , the fat and soft little feet struggled for a while and were burned to death.
I would sit there for a long time, looking out through the dark green screens, fascinated by the sound, the colors, the small and cruel death of caterpillars falling.I also saw the oily black ants crawling on the windowsill, carrying my biscuit crumbs, and if I crushed them to death, I would smell the pungent oily gas, which was very suitable for the indomitable personality of this kind of insect.I like to read "Alice in Wonderland" over and over again under the table. It is especially fantastic and scary to read under the table. That version has some strange print illustrations with complex lines and clear black and white. All the faces of the characters are old and long. It looks very sinister, the city is deep, and Alice especially looks like a little old lady with nasolabial folds who is in a bad mood.I think it is inevitable that such a person will have such a nightmare.
In fact, reading any book under the table is surreal, as if peeping through a small hole in the dark side of the story.I think that under the table is the opposite side of the world, where everything is reversed, and it is more interesting to look at things backwards than forwards, and the reverse always presents a mysterious atmosphere.
Under the table, under the bed, in the closet, and behind doors are all corners that children are afraid of, but I have the habit of a little ghost, and I will sneak into these gaps whenever I have time.These little corners are the opposite of the house, the opposite of life, and hiding in these negative places can easily erase one's own existence from the normalcy.I pretended to disappear from the house, and observed the emptiness and completeness outside of me from the opposite side, feeling that the house contained me and gradually became itself.I was able to enter into another transparent and cohesive field of view, like a microscope, to see the truth and secret of things. This field of view is strangely real, because it shows the unknown side too clearly.
When I get older, I will hide it in the closet instead.After becoming an adult, I have nothing to hide, so I hide on the back balcony and sit there to read the newspaper. The back balcony is also half of the negative world.But I still think that the negative time under the table with the worms and monsters is the most enjoyable.
Science fiction movies or martial arts novels often emphasize a mysterious plot: in a certain unknown corner, the protagonist has developed a special ability. If he is seriously injured in the future, as long as he can return to that magical corner, he must He can miraculously recover, and he will even be inspired to be stronger than before.If this kind of miraculous place is not in a mountain waterfall that is inaccessible to people, it must be in a deep cave with many traps.
In addition, in some less mysterious stories, there will also be a healing space belonging to mortals. As long as the protagonist returns there, sees the sunrise or moonlight, or hears a certain song, or recalls all kinds of things in his childhood, he can get his soul. He will see through everything, and all frustration and pain will melt away.
I really hope that there is such a mysterious space, every injury is an opportunity to improve; even if not, I hope there is at least a healing place, where I can quickly mend myself.
However, what we have in the world is just a patchwork of shelters, where we can occasionally rest in the wind and rain of the road.I was on the opposite side of my own fictional world, in that skewed vision, unable to get any better, but I felt at peace.
(End of this chapter)
People who have passed by say that high school is a place that is unforgettable and allows people to grow.
Unsurprisingly, you have learned to take care of yourself and your family, know how to cherish when you lose, and don't forget to be touched when you are sad.
You cry and laugh, you have many close friends, some of them are like the roundworm in your heart, some of them are like the moonlight on your bedside.
You have never met such a person, you are so happy, so touched, so satisfied.
In this way, half a year has passed.
You find that there is always someone who can come to the classroom early every day to endorse, even on weekends.
Some people posted their future goal university and inspirational words on the table.
Some people draw pictures every day until their hands cramp.
Some people sweat profusely in the summer to do the questions.
Some people don't even forget to recite words before going to bed...
Everyone has one goal - the college entrance examination.
You seem to understand something, but not very clear.
You no longer go to the corridor to chat with your close friends every day, and you no longer ignore the teacher's earnest teachings. You get up early in the morning, and on the way to wait for the bus in the severe winter, you recite words loudly, and your voice breaks through the cold and fog .
You start to immerse yourself in taking notes, sorting out wrong questions, making papers, and making summaries. There are a lot of things waiting for you to do every day.
Your heart seems to be roasting on the stove, burning like fire every day.
When you don't care about time, it is fleeting; when you cherish every minute, it is still fleeting.
But something is different. It has already broken out of the ground in my heart, and it is slowly sprouting. One day, it will bear fruit.
You start to watch Lu Sihao, Silver is fruity, Zhang Jiajia, you start to stay in the "neighbor's ear" listening to pesticide radio programs, every episode of her program is on your iPod, you go to Douban to check in every day, swipe WeChat Bo, you prefer the positive energy that warms people, because you always believe that in this world, there are always more good people than bad people, and warm humanity is the most important.
You often think of yourself standing on the podium and firmly saying that you want to be a public interest lawyer, and then you smile knowingly.
In fact, nothing has changed, you are still you, the you who persistently want to stick to yourself.
During the summer vacation, you made a lot of plans for yourself. In fact, you are already very good. You go to study classes, get a good night’s sleep, practice the piano seriously, drink tea in the air-conditioned room in the afternoon, and eat the snacks you baked by yourself , chat with the person you like.
That night, you chatted with your ex-boyfriend, two children, recalling the past in the gentle night breeze.
When it was mentioned that you started to do your homework every day, he smiled in surprise and said that he didn't like studying, so he just wanted to play like this.
You are also very surprised, of course, what you are surprised is not his words, but you find that you don't agree or envy him at all.
On that night, you typed this sentence on the main screen of your mobile phone—may someone accompany you in your ups and downs, if not, may you become your own sun.
Then you cried again, and you didn’t know the reason, but you deleted the old photos while crying, and you didn’t want to be sentimental anymore, to waste time and miss the beauty of the past.
You like your current self more and more, you will cry because you are moved, you will frown and study hard in the middle of the night, you will interact with people full of friendship, and you will believe in love.
You live every day with a silly smile, even if there is something bad, at most you frown and feel sad for a while and then forget it.
As for the dream thing, you still haven't figured out what it is.
It doesn't matter, this is your unfamiliar journey, go forward, even if you have gone through hardships and bloodshed, you still want to know how much potential you have and what kind of future you will break out.
Thank you for being willing to go on, to go on firmly, bravely, and hard.
Ruan Xiaomei's dream map
琴台
When I first met Ruan Xiaomei, I had a good impression of her.A girl from the country, although a little short and a little dark, but when she smiles, she has a kind of innocent and simple atmosphere.
Every morning at five o'clock, Ruan Xiaomei would quietly climb down from the upper bunk and go to the auditorium to study alone.In fact, there is no need to work so hard for a third-rate university like ours.Out of good intentions, I persuaded her twice, but she always blushed and choked out a sentence in poor Mandarin: hard work can make up for one's weakness.
Ruan Xiaomei told me hesitantly that her ideal is to be an announcer.
Looking at her short and fat figure, and listening to her strong Mandarin, I couldn't burst out laughing until my face turned purple.She's too naive, so what if she can speak fluent standard Mandarin—with this look, she still wants to be on camera?
In order to make Ruan Xiaomei give up, I found an opportunity to take her to the Communication University of China. There are so many beauties and handsome men in the river. Picking out any one will make people feel ashamed and ashamed.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiaomei ignored the gap at all. She followed behind me with her head down. After leaving the Communication University of China, she uttered a sentence: How lucky to find a boyfriend who will be an announcer in the future. The mandarin of those boys is really good. .
I almost fell to the ground.
However, in this world, there are not many people who "catch people by their voices". Therefore, even though Ruan Xiaomei tried her best to fight for it, the opportunity to be a campus announcer was easily taken away by others.
She was a little lost, but quickly adjusted her emotions and studied broadcasting harder.In the second half of her senior year, she even went to Communication University of China as an auditor for several months at her own expense.
When we were all in danger looking for jobs everywhere, Ruan Xiaomei ran around looking for opportunities among many TV stations.In those occasions where people are judged by their appearance, don't say that Ruan Xiaomei only has a third-rate university degree, so what if she graduated from Tsinghua University and Peking University?I have mentioned to Ruan Xiaomei many times on the sidelines that the various program groups of CCTV and the beauties who graduated from Peking University are just working as directors.Ruan Xiaomei didn't believe it.But I believe that life will teach her sooner or later.
Ruan Xiaomei finally settled in an intermediary company.The intermediary company was in Dabei Kiln, Ruan Xiaomei got up at four o'clock every day, backed the bus in a hurry, went to the company with dry mouth and talked about the whole day, and ran back exhausted with a star in her head at night.
I inadvertently discovered that there were densely marked broadcast teaching materials on her desk.
Ruan Xiaomei no longer mentioned the matter of being an announcer. She flipped through the textbooks and smiled softly.It turned out that the reason why she stood out among a group of vocational high school students in the agency was not because of her third-rate university degree, but because of her Mandarin standard.
There really is no wasted effort in the world, I patted Ruan Xiaomei on the shoulder with emotion.She smiled and said to me: I have already found a rental house near Dabei Kiln.
After I separated from Ruan Xiaomei, I changed many jobs one after another. Later, I finally entered a unit within the system and became a small clerk. I couldn’t make a fortune, but I finally got a solid job. After making a phone call, wanting to catch up on the old days, I realized that she had long since stopped working in the agency company.
Surprisingly, Ruan Xiaomei is now working as a DJ in a radio station.I dubiously took a picture of a radio on Taobao, and in the midnight program, it really was Ruan Xiaomei's sweet voice like glutinous rice.
What she recited that day was a poem by Shu Ting.Under the starlight at midnight, I closed my eyes gently, and what echoed in my ears was the familiar Ruan Xiaomei's hope: "The first longing for the north was due to a kapok tree. No matter how far you turn, it can't make her red. Your lips touch the shoulder of the oak tree. This is the last feather of your dream. You can hold it and fly for a while, but you can’t live forever. However, the spirit of the lonely smoke in the desert is always calling..."
Ruan Xiaomei's voice sounded softly again at this time, she seemed to be whispering softly, but the firmness in her voice was full of courage and strength: "For many people, a dream is a feather that shines, although it cannot escape the withering But with its short-lived power, we can see the unexpected light. This is the charm of struggle."
That night, in my dream, I saw Ruan Xiaomei again.She smiled and sat on a glowing feather, going upwards and upwards. Finally, the feather withered, but a pair of huge wings grew out of her body.
good time to be alone
Anonymous
Last week at a university classmate reunion, some people complained about Beijing's subway: There is no elevator for such a distant transfer!I can't help but think of the first time I came to Beijing, carrying a huge suitcase and transferring from Metro Line [-] to Line [-], looking at the endless stairs and the moment of despair.
But is there anyone here to help you?
No help really, and trying to make sure not to be swept down the stairs by the oncoming crowd while lugging suitcases.Recalling this scene again, I am even more convinced that the girls in life must be prepared so that they can carry their big suitcases up when they are alone.
I just moved house some time ago, and I assembled the bed with S and J until midnight at home.The girls held wrenches and pliers, and at first they didn't even know which direction to turn the screws. After tossing for a long time, they finally disassembled, assembled and relocated a bunk bed.These are the hard powers necessary to live alone.
I chatted with my sister the night before, and talked about interpersonal communication, and consciously try to let myself live alone.
Whether it's family, friendship or love, it's always better to keep some proper distance.At the beginning, it was extremely sticky, and I wished to become one person, eating, sleeping, traveling and playing in the same pace, so I got used to it, and occasionally I went out for a walk with some small emotions, or I forgot to call someone at a party, so it was easy for each other Heartbroken.Between people, the closer you are, the easier it is to be unscrupulous and take whatever you want, and all you see are shortcomings.
No one is a bad person, but when you are angry about your shortcomings, the momentary dissatisfaction cannot be filled by reason.So, when you're complaining about someone you're close to, it's time to give each other some proper space!You live your life, I have my backbone, and we still miss each other, but we no longer need to be inseparable, so that we can avoid hurting each other, and a relationship can develop benignly.
But, say goodbye to the person who is closest to you for a while, can you live a good life by yourself?Do you have your own hobbies, goals you strive to achieve, and things you want to do?Have you cultivated your own interest in life, will you continue to have new interests in life, and can you accumulate some fun in small days?There are also rich and colorful arrangements for a person's free time. Whether traveling alone or reading a book at home, even in a quiet time and space, listening to the sound of one's own breathing makes one feel at ease.There are a lot of things I want to do every day, and I will never feel bored or overwhelmed. Do you have the ability to get along with yourself like this "alone, not lonely"?
Ueno Chizuko said in "A Man's Old Queen", "Loneliness is an important companion in life".When we get old, we will eventually have to face the ending of "one person", so experiencing loneliness earlier is a good experience in this long and short life journey.
When you are young, whether you are carrying your own suitcase alone or taking charge of your inner world alone, these are incomparably precious abilities that you will only have after experiencing solitude.
Solitude takes advantage of the good times.This kind of loneliness is the practice in the fleeting years, and it is the precipitation in the glitz.If you are alone and happy when you are alone, then everything you have in the future will be a good time.
tinkering on the wrong side of the world
Ke Yufen
I have had my own desk since I was a child, and I know its ins and outs very well. I spend almost as much time sitting beside it doing my homework as I do my homework under it.
The desk was extremely heavy, and there was no sound when the drawers were opened, and even two adults couldn't lift it. It was so heavy that it looked like a person studying hard.The table was placed in a room with a wooden floor, next to the window. The window was opened low, so there was enough space and light. I could just lean on the window sill and look out under the table.Not far from the window is a tree of green grape vines covering the sky, with green light and shadow soaking through the gaps in the leaves, and there are fat caterpillars on the grape leaves.The summer afternoon is very quiet, and the summer vacation is very lonely. The sun is so poisonous and hot that you can’t go anywhere. , the fat and soft little feet struggled for a while and were burned to death.
I would sit there for a long time, looking out through the dark green screens, fascinated by the sound, the colors, the small and cruel death of caterpillars falling.I also saw the oily black ants crawling on the windowsill, carrying my biscuit crumbs, and if I crushed them to death, I would smell the pungent oily gas, which was very suitable for the indomitable personality of this kind of insect.I like to read "Alice in Wonderland" over and over again under the table. It is especially fantastic and scary to read under the table. That version has some strange print illustrations with complex lines and clear black and white. All the faces of the characters are old and long. It looks very sinister, the city is deep, and Alice especially looks like a little old lady with nasolabial folds who is in a bad mood.I think it is inevitable that such a person will have such a nightmare.
In fact, reading any book under the table is surreal, as if peeping through a small hole in the dark side of the story.I think that under the table is the opposite side of the world, where everything is reversed, and it is more interesting to look at things backwards than forwards, and the reverse always presents a mysterious atmosphere.
Under the table, under the bed, in the closet, and behind doors are all corners that children are afraid of, but I have the habit of a little ghost, and I will sneak into these gaps whenever I have time.These little corners are the opposite of the house, the opposite of life, and hiding in these negative places can easily erase one's own existence from the normalcy.I pretended to disappear from the house, and observed the emptiness and completeness outside of me from the opposite side, feeling that the house contained me and gradually became itself.I was able to enter into another transparent and cohesive field of view, like a microscope, to see the truth and secret of things. This field of view is strangely real, because it shows the unknown side too clearly.
When I get older, I will hide it in the closet instead.After becoming an adult, I have nothing to hide, so I hide on the back balcony and sit there to read the newspaper. The back balcony is also half of the negative world.But I still think that the negative time under the table with the worms and monsters is the most enjoyable.
Science fiction movies or martial arts novels often emphasize a mysterious plot: in a certain unknown corner, the protagonist has developed a special ability. If he is seriously injured in the future, as long as he can return to that magical corner, he must He can miraculously recover, and he will even be inspired to be stronger than before.If this kind of miraculous place is not in a mountain waterfall that is inaccessible to people, it must be in a deep cave with many traps.
In addition, in some less mysterious stories, there will also be a healing space belonging to mortals. As long as the protagonist returns there, sees the sunrise or moonlight, or hears a certain song, or recalls all kinds of things in his childhood, he can get his soul. He will see through everything, and all frustration and pain will melt away.
I really hope that there is such a mysterious space, every injury is an opportunity to improve; even if not, I hope there is at least a healing place, where I can quickly mend myself.
However, what we have in the world is just a patchwork of shelters, where we can occasionally rest in the wind and rain of the road.I was on the opposite side of my own fictional world, in that skewed vision, unable to get any better, but I felt at peace.
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 472 5 hours ago -
Six Years After the Disaster, I Saved My Farm by Growing Bean Sprouts.
Chapter 424 1 days ago -
Me! Cleaner!
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Plunder life and carve out an invincible path
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Star Dome Railway: I am developing a Star Dome Railway mobile game in my company
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Unlimited learning of spiritual powers, I will suppress the end of the world
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I'm shooting anime in another world
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Great Sword Master
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The hidden demon king, the empress brought her child to ask for responsibility
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Being too ferocious because of caution
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