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Chapter 18 Seventeen, great

My ultimate artifact: what do you look likewhere are you? When I first started learning English, I used a very stupid method. After reading two long texts in the original text, I memorized an English dictionary. I recited the letter T, and under the entry of Toy, there was an example sentence that dazzled me: "Boys, toys." love stuff.I bought a new five-foot steel knife. I like it to death, and I don’t let it go.Since ancient times, men have always loved toys more than women. A man's life is a life of using gadgets.A man's life can be chronicled with the most important thing he has ever used.The things I have used for a long time, after retiring, I usually throw them into a box and keep them. One is nostalgia, and the other is delusion. After retirement, I spread out a table and restart them one by one. The machines that have been separated for decades are together. Run, live every day for a lifetime.

The first great utensil thrown into this box was a half-foot-long Mongolian knife with a fine steel blade and a shark-like leather case, and a pair of elephant bone chopsticks inside.My mother brought it back from visiting relatives in my hometown in Mongolia, and gave it to me, saying, stop reading idle books, give you a knife, and go out to play.My brother was playing on the street every day. My mother gave him a pen and subscribed him to the People's Daily for a year.My brother said that he is not rare, he has a pipe fork.At that time, in elementary school, in the 1980s, the electricity was unplugged, and there was nothing to do. I always carried this knife in my schoolbag, killing frogs, cicadas, fish, and chickens, and engraving letters on tree trunks, hoping to be robbed. Road hooligans.

In the six years of middle school, life was super simple. Extracurricular entertainment included drinking beer, running 3 kilometers, and lusting after sex. It seemed that he only used one thing, a Skylark Walkman.Our middle school runs a factory. It is the size of a brick. Other people's Walkman is hung on the belt, and mine is placed under my buttocks.There are only two buttons on the Walkman, play and stop.Some products of the school-run factory are exported to Africa, and the Chinese Lark has been replaced by the English Lark.I have memorized this word when I was memorizing the dictionary, and the next word that will appear is Lard, lard.

Great utensils in college include a Casio graphing calculator, which can be programmed and draw function graphs. It helped me cheat in botany and record flower programs, such as lilies: *P3+3A3+3G (3:3), neat flowers, Radiation symmetry, perianth 6, 2 rounds, 3 pieces in each round, 6 stamens, arranged in 2 rounds, 3 pieces in each round, pistil group consists of 3 carpels, connate, ovary 3 rooms, superior.At that time, I thought that if we did not use machines to deal with such things, people would soon turn back into orangutans. In 1993, my elder sister gave me my first computer, Toshiba SATTELITE series, Intel 486 chip, 33 MHz main frequency, 4 MB memory, Microsoft Windows 3.2 operating system, 12-inch black and white LCD screen, mouse like an ear It seems that it should be mounted on the right side of the fuselage.At that time, laptops and surfing the Internet were new things, shared with friends, if it broke, people rested, machines kept running, digging mines, rich people, boring novels, pornography.Porn is not a video, but a pornographic picture. When downloading, from tits to pubic hair, you have to wait by the phone line for half an hour.In order to make the world of pornography more real, six people in the same dormitory chipped in to buy a 14-inch color monitor.

In 2000, I worked full-time for the first time and had my own mobile phone for the first time, Nokia 7100. When answering the phone, the metal touch, one press, an arc, and the microphone popped up, like a scimitar, reminded me of my childhood Mongolian knife.I randomly gave away some children. I put my mobile phone on my waist and walked in the capital, very proud.A senior beauty in the office puts on heavy makeup every day, wears high-heeled shoes, puts up a bun, and wears perfume. She tells me in English that we are a famous management consulting company, and she looks very unprofessional with her mobile phone pinned to her waist.I blushed and put my phone in my trouser pocket, feeling that life has a long way to go.On the second day, I lost my mobile phone in the taxi. On the third day, I was on a business trip to Hong Kong and saw that almost all senior male foreigners in the Hong Kong office had their mobile phones in their waists. They were very proud.

After that, there were more and more gadgets. Almost half of the space in the suitcase was filled with these gadgets, and the other half was filled with chargers for these gadgets. Every time I arrived at the hotel, the first thing I did was to find the switch on the wall and plug it in. Put on the charger.Open the bag to see: Thinkpad X301, two iPhones, a Blackberry, an iPAD, an HP12C, a Leica X1, a pair of B&W non-ear headphones.Every day before going to bed after drinking, in order to wake up tomorrow, I use three mobile phones to set three alarm clocks, each with an interval of ten minutes.When the wine is not too big or too young, I can't sleep well. Every time I wake up at night, every time I think, what time is it now, and whether the three alarm clocks will not go off tomorrow morning.

One BlackBerry ad said: "So you have time to do other things." To me, it doesn't get any more bullshit.Anyway, in the end the email had to be answered, so instead of worrying about it, it was better to cross-handedly handle it. Gradually, I developed a habit. With my hands on the BlackBerry, I always felt that the red light indicating new emails was on, and I checked it at least once every five minutes.Finally one day, in the dream, I reached out to catch the blackberry, but I didn't catch it. I knocked over a glass of water, and woke up in a cold sweat.Later, I put a piece of old jade in my blackberry pocket, and when I wanted to touch my blackberry, I would touch the jade, which felt much better than the blackberry.

After quitting the blackberry, when touching the old jade, I suddenly thought, in fact, even now, even if I have cultivated to a certain level, I don’t have to plug in the electricity. I have only one person, one tongue, one brain, without calculators, computers, PPT files, etc. EXCEL model, walk into a door, convince a person, change a small part of the world. In fact, the ultimate artifact is a chaotic and strong heart that can be seen, done, and then let go. Feng Tang
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