Chapter 13 Section 12

It is not uncommon for those who pass by these guys in the world, they are usually in debt, covered with scars, and have no money left.The richest, or the most brilliant, the most talented, the most beautiful, the whole batch of debtors, their relationship with the world has never been about how much they owe, and then how much they pay back logic.They just owed it, owed it to the world.However, the strange thing is that in the end, the world can always get something from them, which is very precious. Pay off debts (living room corner) dear baby: Don't use all your time to pay off debts.

And don't wait for someone else to pay off your debts. The so-called "giving" is often just the way we realize our dreams.Perhaps in the process of realization, others benefit from it, but this does not mean that others owe us. Likewise, if we have benefited, it does not mean that we owe others. Raising children well or teaching students well are also choices made by people in order to realize their ideal life. Since it cannot be said to be an investment, there is no need to wait for the return. Anyone who goes on living in this world with the feeling of "I'm giving" or "I'm paying off debts" will undoubtedly sigh inexplicably from time to time: "Where is the fun?"

There is no joy in being alive. Because the relationship of "debt and debt repayment" is the most boring relationship, either on one side of the two arrows, or on the other side, or in the middle, it is indeed a very boring closed route, even from the esophagus to the The route of the rectum is much more tortuous and interesting. Only those who are alive but don't know what to do well will regard "whom I owe, who owes me" as the reason for life like a person who can't swim grabs a lifebuoy. If you meet those who are often confused and angry in the future, they will be these "bookkeepers of life". Of course, they will be confused and angry, because there is no way to keep accounts of life.

In life, there is no ledger. Throwing books (on the stool in front of the bookshelf) dear baby: I'm losing books again. It is not a few copies that are lost locally, but thousands of locals. Donating, distributing, and discarding are all just different means, but the feeling is the same, that is, throwing away books.Put them somewhere else. Those who were reluctant in the past have been willing to do so these past few years, because they know that they will not be able to read these books in the rest of their life, or they will not want to read these books anymore. "When I get it, I cherish it..." Flipping through some books, I still couldn't help thinking this way, and then silently put it in the box marked "Don't".

The girl who is closest to you, baby, is used to classifying me as a "scholar". Although she felt simplified, she was right, I am a person who relies on books very much.In contrast, I often classify her as a "witch".This is my compliment.In the whole book, the happiest time for everyone is not the time spent with the spider spirit? I rarely show her books.I feel that recommending books to others in life is too disturbing to others.What's more, the relationship between books and readers is very personal, and others do it for them, so it's not quite right. What's more, I often can't even align myself and my own books.I looked at boxes and boxes of books that I thought I would read in this life, only to be turned over a few pages before being sent away by myself to the next hopeful person. Although I didn’t sigh, my heart But feel the leaves of life falling one by one.

Dear baby, since we were born, we have been stuffed with hopes.The vigilant ones will throw away the hopes that others force on us along the way, leaving their hands free to embrace our own hopes.For those who are not vigilant, it is not impossible to just embrace what others force us and live obediently, and it is not even necessarily unfortunate.But books are the hopes we give ourselves. Even if they are just delusions, we will struggle when we let go.This, to you who was not born yet, looks pretty silly. dear baby: I meet models a lot.Very tall models. They are often put on beautiful makeup and dazzling clothes, and then lined up in a row backstage, waiting expressionlessly for their appearance.

I was in the background, finding a gap around them, as if I had broken into the room where the giant kept his dolls.Lots of yarn, lace, flowers, colors.It brushed past my ears, rustling, like dolls whispering, but none of them actually spoke. At this time, if you suddenly hear "I often watch your show", you will be a little stunned, as if you were suddenly stopped by someone from the cloud. It's really hard to remember that the models are just a group of 17- and 18-year-old girls. My friend said that people who are too tall will give ordinary people like us a "spectacular" feeling.We marvel, we're awed, we miss it afterwards, but we don't really feel like we can chat with "spectacles."It's as if we don't expect to chat with the Grand Canyon, or with the fireworks in the sky.

I still remember that I met a group of models in my first show, and when they passed by me beautifully and indifferently, they suddenly turned around and said, "I watched your show." It was a wonderful feeling, but I also forgot it right away, until the next time I met a model and heard the same words again, I would be surprised again, heard it again, and surprised again. I just can't get them to be human like me, I know it's stubborn and unprofessional, but so what?This self-satisfying prejudice can bring additional happiness because of the feeling of "peace of communication between species".

Fairy Tale <Host Lounge> dear baby: fairy tale. The stories are said to be written for children, but they are often cruel enough to scare adults like me. Even in the fairy tale about the three little pigs building a house against the big wolf with great lung capacity, I can't help but feel that the three little pigs live a really hard life, and I don't like the wild wolf bullying the little pigs who can't build a strong house. "It's just a poor little pig's nightmare!" I really don't think it's so comforting to tell this story to children, and it's so vivid that the children laugh and laugh.

The above, baby, I think too much. In the future, the adults around you will tell a bunch of heartless fairy tales like this to help you grow up. When you listen to them, you won’t think so much, and you will swallow them like a little owl with a big appetite. One story after another tinged with the bloody smell of life, listen to it with a smile, and become an adult with a smile.Then, I occasionally realized that those who wrote these stories may have been tortured by life. One of my favorite fairy tales: wrong, not Andersen's "The Mermaid"; wrong, not Wilde's "The Happy Prince".

One of my favorite fairy tales is "The Piper in Spotted Clothes". Eight hundred years ago, a small town in Germany was infested with rats, and the whole city was helpless, so they had no choice but to abandon the city and flee.At this time, the Piper Piper in Spotted Clothes appeared. Dressed in queer colors and with a flute on his waist, he said he could get rid of rats for a fee.The residents of the small town said that as long as they can drive away the rats, they can pay him fifty times as much. The striped piper took out his flute and played a soft tune, all the mice ran out from under the bed in the ditch, the cabinet, and followed the piper. The piper went to the river and continued to play the flute. The mice jumped into the river one after another, and they were all washed away by the river. The inhabitants were overjoyed, but when the piper asked for payment, the inhabitants said they had no money to pay. The piper left the town silently.That night, the moon hung high in the sky, and everyone was sleeping peacefully. In the middle of the night, the sound of a clear flute suddenly sounded in the air of the small town.The sound of the flute fluttered, and the children of every family ran from home to the road, following behind the spotted piper. While he was playing the flute, he walked up the mountain, and all the children followed him. As he walked, the moonlight was gradually blocked by the clouds, and the piper and the children went farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into the mountain. In the whole city, there was only one child on a crutch, because he couldn't keep up with the team, the last one returned to the city crying, and told all the adults that he couldn't catch up with the other children, so everyone left and put He left alone. Dear baby, where are those children? Dear baby, why do I sometimes vaguely feel that those children who are taken away by the sound of the flute are the happy ones? Anyway, that's it <a corner of the TV station> dear baby: Is it something that everyone can do that makes you special, or is it something that everyone can't do that makes you special? From a logical point of view, of course, it is the things that others will not do that make you special.If you can fly, you are absolutely special; if you can fly and lay eggs, then you are dead special. But the strange thing is that in my line of work, the most popular, the most famous and rich people, usually do what everyone does: sing, dance, talk. Even those who make movies or TV shows have the same situation: the most popular movies are all about the most ordinary stories, hard love, reunion of lost parents and children, justice against evil, these old-fashioned themes. Aren't the strange things performed by thousands of strange people through the ages not special enough?The one who swallows a sword, breathes fire, gets run over by a truck without getting hurt, and plays a flute with his nose, isn't that special enough? Or, the people who filmed the film created an unimaginable story from time to time, such as: someone died but didn't know that he was a ghost, and a car accident caused the souls of two people to switch. Aren't they all very special stories?Why do these quirky stories make their way here and there, but never become mainstream, never replace the clichés of love and fight? This seems to illustrate the basic requirement of most people: people do not want to seek too much out of the ordinary, beyond ordinary experience, when they want to feel entertained, comforted or relaxed. Few people want to watch the spectacle of volcanic eruptions or seals hunting penguins every day, but many people can watch a series of daily trivia about the daily life of the whole family. There are tens of thousands of singers or hosts who have been smash hits in history, but the smash hit magicians can be counted with one hand.Is magic more common than singing and talking? of course not.Magic is difficult, both proficient and innovative, but audiences seldom go crazy for the magician; they may appreciate it, but they seldom scream until they cry or pass out like seeing idols. Singing, dancing, speaking, and storytelling are all very primitive skills. It is really hard to imagine. The scene has changed from caves and fires to theater stages, then to TV, and then to the Internet. The most touching thing is, Still these few things. I am often asked what kind of person will be popular?What kind of story will sell money? Sorry, the answer is corny. Human beings may not like new things as much as they imagined.