Chapter 21 About Life Elsewhere

It's a good word to live elsewhere. Before 1968, Rimbaud created this sentence from his mouth or the tip of his pen; in 1968, this sentence was painted on the wall of the University of Paris; after 1968, Milan Kundera made it known to the world . I use 1968 as a cutoff because I'm shocked that this sentence can appear on a wall.Almost all I see on the fences in China are "If you want to be rich, have fewer children and grow more trees", it seems that Chinese people have nothing else in their minds except to have children.So I think the walls of the University of Paris are the most tasteful walls in the world.

In the twentieth century, this sentence was just a very common sentence, at best, it was just a philosophical sentence, and it didn't matter to me.And since the beginning of the 21st century, this sentence has been engraved in my mind over and over again every day.Like a copper plate corroded by concentrated nitric acid, there are many traces.vividly.indelible. As I said about Shanghai Enya, everyone has roots, which grow under the soles of the feet, and if you touch them lightly, there will be small pains.But I won't. My roots seem to be rooted in Shanghai, just like the human vagus nerve, so far away.This is somewhat unbelievable.

I remember someone said that people who like Shanghai are very secular.I smiled, being a lunatic's drunken nonsense.Many people like Tibet, saying that it is a real place of inspiration, and most of them also allude to my Shanghai while stating that they like Tibet.So I asked them when Gesanghua opened Yangjinma and what direction the prayer wheel was turning, and they looked at me blankly.In fact, I like Tibet more than any of them and understand Tibet, but I will not say Tibet, Tibet, I love you all day long just to show that I have good taste.That's superficial.In fact, when you really love something, you will find how fragile and powerless language is.There is always gap between the words and feelings.

Xiaobei is my friend. Like me, she is not at her feet, she is in Beijing.She said that she likes the warm sunset reflected by the glazed tiles in Beijing, the thick and heavy light.Therefore, we have to live harder than others in the first 20 years of our lives so that we can go to universities in those two cities. After 20 years, we will spend all our efforts to exchange for a blue-sealed household registration. Then laugh or cry.While those boring Shanghainese were talking about the vulgarity of Shanghai and disdain it, I was fighting for the vain tomorrow. Why let people who don't love Shanghai be born in Shanghai?God must be mistaken.

My classmate once walked around Fudan University for a whole day and showed me many photos.I looked at those old houses covered with ivy, and my eyes became a little blurred. I thought that was my real home.I am not a student of Fudan but I want to be a student of Fudan. This is the only connection between me and Fudan at present, which is a bit like unrequited love. My mother hopes that I will be content with the status quo, go to a cheap university, get a cheap major, marry a cheap marriage and have a cheap child, and finally lie in a cheap coffin and die cheaply. But I am destined to be a wandering person, drifting from one prosperity to another prosperity or desolation.There is a song that says: live in one place all your life, sleep next to one person all your life.I believe there is a place for everyone.fate.So every minute and every second, some people will start wandering with infinite longing, and some people will stop wandering with satisfaction.

I like Shanghai because of its cultural heritage inherited from the 1960s—prosperous yet desolate.Prosperous and desolate.Eileen Chang said so. In my heart, old Shanghai is an old film film, the screen is covered with white spots, without a single line, luxurious ladies and elegant gentlemen are smiling happily.Nightclub lights flood the city like the colors of Van Gogh.There is no background music, or there is no trace of it, and it will appear on the screen from time to time, flashing and disappearing like light smoke, causing the screen to shake indescribably slightly. Who said: Light up the lights of the whole Shanghai, it is a gorgeous cruise ship.

And my city is somewhat ironic.In a word, it is a city like a countryside, a countryside like a city.Precisely this is the scariest.If it is a pure countryside, with clear mountains and clear waters, green grass and white butterflies, then I will embrace it without hesitation, without giving me any explanation.If it is a city with its own characteristics, then I will open my arms without any reason.But it is not.There are so-called "get rich first" people wearing high-end suits and stepping on double Nikes. They will pretend to hang Xiaotian on the Christmas tree during Christmas, and then fold their arms and stand aside. Smiling foolishly, foolishly admiring the little corpses they made shaking in the wind.

So I stubbornly believe that my future life should be in Shanghai.Living elsewhere is my beautiful wish. The great Milan Kundera.Looking back at the above text, I am trying my best to advocate that if a person loves something, there is no need to write a long story, but I am here to chatter.Don't I love Shanghai, hehe, Escher's strange circle.live elsewhere.This is for me and Shanghai. Regarding the text, my mother said that you should take the economics or law department to avoid starvation, cold, wind, sun and rain in the future.In fact, her subtext is: just don't take the Chinese department.My mother knows a little bit of literature, so she knows that the life of a literati will not be rich, at least in terms of material life.And my mother loves me very much and doesn't want my life to be turbulent and doesn't want me to be too far away from home, so when I said that I want to take the Chinese Department of Fudan University, we had a big difference.The end result is that I make sacrifices, and big ones.I gave up my Chinese department to study science, and I am participating in a training camp organized for the National Chemistry Competition.My family was expecting me to show up, and I felt like it was hopeless and pointless.

I'm quick to pick up text of any sense.Once I finished reading "The First Intimate Contact" in one day, and then wrote more than 20,000 words of similar things the next day, which shocked my classmates.Although I think that kind of thing has almost no value in existence, time can easily drown it without leaving a trace. I casually threw away the essays that got full marks in the exam, but bound the essays that the teacher said had no connotation and put them in the drawer.I often write down my stories and show them to my classmates, and they are so moved. I like Shanghai and I also like characters, so I like the characters in Shanghai.

When I wrote the words above, I suddenly realized that the exquisite women who made my heart beat were all girls from Shanghai, such as Enya, Baby Anne, Xu Jia, Gu Xiang. I love Annie Baby and Su Tong's articles.Because both of them have peerless and gorgeous imagination and glamorous and flamboyant writing.More often than not I like a book for no reason or for very odd reasons.For example, I like the title of the book very much. Note that I said I like the title of the book.When I bought that book back, I didn't want to read what was written in it.But I still like the words "I'm dreaming of you".Later the teacher told me that was a wrong sentence.I was so stupid at the time, it turns out that what I have always liked is a sick sentence!

Maybe I read a lot of novels, so my brain has a strong ability to construct scenes.Many times when I watch a movie adapted from a novel, I think about how to shoot the next scene, and compete with the director.Very overreaching. My dream is to be able to advertise in the future, the kind that is extremely shocking, not just a good appetite.Xiaobei also wants to be an advertising person, but she seems to be more idealistic than me.I still have a lot of utilitarian emotions in it. I said that I want to run art as an entrepreneur, but Xiaobei said that she wants to run a business as an artist.I said that your company must have collapsed, and Xiaobei will collapse if it collapses. The images in those novels often surface in life, such as the well about life, death and fate described by Su Tong, such as the cotton dress described by Baby Anne.I often think: In fact, the most perfect life of a person should be in the text, live like a movie, live like a novel, and finally live like a TV series.unreal life. Annie Baby says Plato is a gorgeous masturbation. When I wrote this sentence on the scratch paper, my classmates were scared to death.He asked: What are you writing for?I said: vote for the banyan tree.Then he was really scared to death.People who live in novels are actually the happiest. All the endings have been set. You just need to glide endlessly along the trajectory of fate. Fighting is useless, so I just live and don’t want to. For the time being, the ending is Death or eternal life, this seems to be a great state of life. People who write novels are also very happy. Whoever offends you in life doesn’t matter, just write it into the novel. The good ones want to live, and the evil ones want to die. Li Bihua is so "vicious". It's nice to play God! live elsewhere.This is written for me and my words.