Chapter 33 Where I Live; Why I Live - 1

At a certain point in our lives, we are used to examining the places where we can settle down one by one.It was in this way that I surveyed all the country and country within a ten or twenty miles of my abode.I have bought all the farms there in quick succession in my imagination, because all the farms had to be bought, and I had found out their prices.I walked to the fields of various farmers, tasted his wild apples, talked to him about the harvest, and then asked him to ask any price, and bought it at the price he asked, but I wanted to pay any price again. Pledge it to him; even pay him a higher price,—buy everything, but no contract,—but make his chatter his contract, I am a very Gossiping,—I plowed that field, and in a way, I thought, plowed his heart, and when I had had enough of the fun, I walked away so he could go on with the plowing.This kind of operation actually made my friends think that I was a real estate photographer.In fact, no matter where I sit, I can live, and the scenery there can shine for me accordingly.A home is but a seat—it would be better if the seat were in the country.I found that the location of many houses does not seem to be easy to improve quickly. Some people think that it is too far away from the village, but I think the village is too far away from it.I always say, well, I can live here; I live an hour of summer and winter life there; I see how the years run by, and the new spring comes after the winter.Future residents of the area, wherever they may build their houses, can be sure that someone has lived there in the past.One afternoon would suffice to convert the fields into orchards, woods, and pastures, and to decide what fine oaks or pines should be left before the gate, and even the felled trees were put to the best use; Let it go, just like a fallow field, the more things a person can let go of, the richer he is.

My imagination carried me too far, and I even imagined several farms that I would refuse to sell to me—rejection was all I wanted,—I never let the actual possession of them That sort of thing hurt my fingers.The time I almost actually took possession of the field, when I bought the place in Hollowell, I had already begun to sort out the seeds, sourced the wood, and planned to build a wheelbarrow to drive this thing, or carry it. went; but before the original owner was about to give me a contract, his wife--every man has a wife--changed her mind, and she would keep her estate, and he offered to pay me ten Yuan money, cancel the agreement.Now to be honest, I only have a dime in the world, and if I had a dime, or a farm, or a ten, or all of that, then my little knowledge of mathematics would Can't figure it out.Anyway, I returned the ten yuan and returned the field, because this time I had overdone it. It should be said that I was very generous. I sold it to him at the original price according to the price I bought. , and because he was not necessarily rich, I gave him ten yuan, but kept my dime, seeds, and unused wheelbarrow wood.In this way, I feel that I have a lot of money, and it does not hurt my poverty.As for the scenery of that place, I also kept it. Later, I got a good harvest every year, but I didn't need a wheelbarrow to carry it around.About the scenery,—

I survey everything like an emperor, No one can deny my rights. I have often seen a poet walk away after enjoying the most precious part of a pastoral landscape, and the stubborn peasants thought he had taken only a few wild apples.The poet has rhymed his field, and so many years later the farmer does not know it, that the most admirable invisible fence has fenced it in and milked it, The cream was removed, and all the cream was taken away, and he left the farmer with only the milk from which the cream had been removed.