Chapter 7 spring from the heart

I would like to take the train and like the idyllic picture outside the window; I would like to take the ship and like the splash of the waves split by the bow; Browse along the way there. I would like to have the opportunity to be allowed to enter a theater without performances alone, choose a moderate seat at random, sit there quietly, stare at the closed curtain, and in the silence of all sounds, use memories, imaginations, and To my favorite screenwriters, directors and actors Thanks to the deep gratitude of the party members, with the awe of art and loyalty to aesthetics, from the soul, the drama is performed scene after scene, joy, anger, sorrow, sorrow and joy, reasonable, unexpected, mysterious, unspeakable... ...Ah, what a super treat that is!

When recent photos pile up, we get tired of photography and even lose interest in cleaning up the aftertaste.However, our voyeurism for old photos is enduring.Don't we have to go through the chaos of the world, the upheaval of the self, the painful loss, and the loss of helplessness, when the afterglow of the combing of the years is scattered like broken hair on the comb teeth, can we know how to cherish and grow like strings? Trembling feelings? In the past, I was afraid of going into the bookstore because I always felt that there were many new books on display that should be bought quickly, but I was too shy to fill my desires—even just standing in front of the window of the bookstore, I felt a special feeling. A strong stimulating feeling, thumping heartbeat, hard to hold back; often, when I go in, I desperately warn myself not to go crazy, but when I come out, I walk alone on the long street with a big bag of books in my pocket. I didn’t leave any money for the bus ride, and walking home with books was a painful journey... When I got home, washed my hands, made tea, and sat on my back to read a book, that leisurely energy, hey, Yasai Xiao immortal!Nowadays, I am afraid to go into the bookstore because of the colorful publications, although they are full of pits and valleys, they are not separated from the counter as in the past, and most of them have to be picked up by salesmen. You can choose at will, browse and listen , However, it is often difficult to meet one or two books that I want to buy, and even bring the cost of the planned book purchase, and there is a desperation that I can't spend it; I finally found out several kinds of books, took a taxi back home, and washed my hands as usual Make tea, lean on the sofa to read, the paper is white and scratchy, and the binding is quite "Yupi", but only the first chapter, there are typos popping out on almost every page, like sand. Shi Qiaoya, what a disappointment!The book jointly translated by several people has a very good topic, but the protagonist is called George in the front and Georgi in the back. It must be that the original book was torn in half and translated separately, and finally seized the market in order to release it as soon as possible.” Don't wash the mud when the radish is about to come out", skipped the whole process, packaged it grandly, and set a high price, because I invited a famous person to write a preface, as cautious as I am, I am willing to buy it back... Alas, the number of publishing companies When will the miscellaneous disadvantages in the great prosperity be reduced?

After all, there is life in the book, and life is a book after all; the book industry is messy, and one still has to be patient to find rare books and fine books from it; life is treacherous, but one still has to perseverely pursue the true meaning of living. As winter went to spring, a friend called and excitedly reported that in the clear sky outside his window, a flock of geese from the south that had not been seen for many years appeared. Poetic, he has not written a poem for many years, but he has written five new works in one fell swoop!Putting down the phone, I couldn't be calm for a long time.We all only live once.There is only one youth in life.There is only one period of the most glorious moment in our life.This is very similar to the spring in the northern country, it will come in a breeze, embroidered with colorful colors, but it will go away in a hurry, even accompanied by gusts of sand and wind, when you don't pay attention, the ground is already full of red.Among modern people, who would bury flowers as sadly as Lin Daiyu?For a while, you will feel that there are many vulgar people bustling and ruthlessly chasing fame and fortune in front of your eyes, so you feel melancholy, you sigh... But, I encourage myself and advise others, like my friend, poetic Treat life, youth, success and failure, and life and death; you need to know that there is a kind of spring that lasts forever, and that is the pride that grows from the heart, like a wild goose trekking...