Chapter 15 Mandrakes: 1-5

 We hugged and lay on the bed, shoulder to shoulder, talking intermittently all night under the dim candlelight.We all cried, but we all laughed.My tears flowed on his newly prepared pillow.He sticks out his tongue to suck the tears from my cheeks. Xuan: It wasn't you who told me that I didn't know that there is actually a locust tree in "Nanke Yimeng" in Yangzhou.Regardless of whether it is rumored or true, I want to see it in person.For a person like me who likes history even more than literature, it is a great pity that I have not been to Yangzhou. Now, I am more interested in talking about Yangzhou than about Sichuan.This is because of loving you. I love you, and I also fall in love with the land that gave birth to you.

Regarding the scenery of Yangzhou, the most interesting book is "Yangzhou Painting Boat Record".In "Venice Diary", the writer Acheng is writing about Venice on the surface, but Yangzhou secretly.In his view, Venice and Yangzhou are a "tale of two cities".Acheng kept referring to "Yangzhou Painting Boat Record". He regretted that he didn't have a copy with him, so he had to rely on his memory to talk about the interesting plots in the book. In "Yangzhou Painting Boat Record", the most interesting thing is the name of the painting boat.Some are elegant and some are vulgar; some are named after the shape of the boat, some are named after the owner of the boat, and some are named from poems and dictionaries.In short, every name is memorable.

For example, it got its name from the appearance of the owner: there is a boat called "Lu Dayan Gao Shed", and the shed is a big boat that can hold three tables, that is, "Big Three Zhangs". "Lu Dayan" is the name of the owner of the boat. He used to be a smuggler of illegal salt.The name is so memorable that the image of the ship's owner is still vivid hundreds of years later. There is a boat named "Ye Daoren Shuangfeiyan".The owner is a Taoist priest, and he still ate meat dishes when he was forty, and started to fast when he was fifty.Wearing white clothes and a square hat on his head, he paddled among the red lotus and green leaves, as if there was no one else around.

The name comes from the shape of the boat itself: there is a boat named "Yijiaosan".It was a neat little boat with such a thin deck that people gave it such a name with exaggeration.Another boat similar to it is called "One Punch One Hole".Others include: big ingots, ox tongues, glass boats, etc. It got its name from a famous poem: there is a boat named "Water Horse", which got its name from Zhang Zhisou's poem "a small boat is better than raising a horse".There is also a boat called "Shuiyun", which is named after "Mengxiang Ci": "Yangzhou is good, the boat is a flying fairy, ten screen windows and a light moon, and a soft oar makes waves. People are in the sky of water and clouds." Others There are also: solitary duck in the sunset, the fragrance of clothes and the shadow of people, the beauty of flowers and the moon, the spring scenery of a lake, the boat in Changling, walking in the mirror, carrying the crane, listening to the Xiao, bringing the moon...the list goes on and on.

The name comes from the story of the painting boat itself: there is a boat named "Hongqiaolan".The boat is characterized by pots and pans in the bow where meat can be cooked.Guests can order meat as soon as the boat departs from the pier.The boss put the meat into the pot, and when the boat arrived at Hongqiao, the meat was just cooked.The guests also saw all the scenery, and they happened to be hungry. There is a boat named "Wang Dai", which apparently got its name from the story of "Wang Dai in the Snow".Zhouzi's name is Tangjiugui, who gets drunk at noon after drinking, falls asleep when drunk, and yells: "Wine comes!" Therefore, every time he carries guests, he will not be able to return until late at night, and the guests in the boat row the boat by themselves. .When we got to the shore, the boat was messed up, and the guests cleaned up at will. The guests only heard him snoring like thunder at the stern of the boat.

These names are really interesting.I think this is the most successful advertisement. Compared with those advertisements on TV and newspapers today, the names of these boats are natural and unadorned. It's Daya. "Yangzhou Painting Boat Record" is basically realistic, but it is also embellished with several elegant "ghost stories".One of the ghost stories happened near Jianwu Hall: "There are many ghost foxes in the land. The Taoist in the nunnery saw the archway on the other side and walked. He saw a woman half body in the water, and suddenly barked out of the bamboo, and lost her place. Another night There are two dogs playing on the shore, one is like a dog and black, its mouth is like a flame, it is about a foot long, and the two dogs are standing there. Zhang Yungu also rides on the moon to stand on the bridge and smells the strange fragrance. There are seven or eight women, all of whom are beautiful. posture, interacting with each other, crossing the bridge with loud laughter, gradually drifting away, the shadow is like a light ink." Such words can really be read a hundred times.In today's mediocre daily life, in today's world dominated by technology, I am full of nostalgia for these strange and treacherous imaginations.

Yangzhou has been a city of literati since ancient times.Ouyang Xiu built "Pingshan Hall" here.At that time, Ouyang Xiu served as the prefect of Yangzhou, with a good government and harmonious people, elegant and romantic.He has a small order to send "Chao Zhong Cuo", which can explain his mood very well: The sill of the Pingshan Mountain leans against the clear sky, and the mountains are beautiful.Plant weeping willows in front of the hall, don't come a few times in the spring breeze. The prefect of the article, swiping thousands of characters, drinking a thousand cups at a time.You must be young if you want to enjoy yourself, and look up to the old man.

Although the Song Dynasty was repeatedly subjected to military pressure and blows by the minority regimes, the literati in the Song Dynasty were at ease, enjoying the best material treatment and the most relaxed conditions for creation in all dynasties.Ye Mengde recorded in "Summer Records": "Every summer, the public will take guests for a swim in the early morning, and send people to Shaoyang Lake, take more than a thousand lotus flowers, and put hundreds of pots in painting pots, so as to alternate with the guests. Wine shops, that is, send prostitutes to take a flower to pass on to customers, pick the leaves next time, and drink wine everywhere, and often come back at night and under the moon." Ouyang Xiu lived a life like a fairy.

Pingshan Hall was built on the west side of Daming Temple in Zhongfeng, Shugang, Yangzhou.Today of course it no longer exists, but I think you probably have been to that place.It is recorded in the book that although it is not high there, it has a peculiar terrain. Standing in front of the hall, the higher mountains in the south of the Yangtze River seem to be bowing to it.Ouyang Xiu called it "Pingshan Hall" because the peaks he saw were on the same level as the foundation of the hall. Several years later, Su Dongpo passed through Yangzhou and made a special trip to visit the "Pingshan Hall" where the teacher lived.Poetry flourishes, and it is a poem:

Three times under the Pingshan Hall, half a life of snapping fingers.I haven't seen the old fairy for ten years, and dragons and snakes are flying on the wall. If you want to hang on the prefect of the article, you still sing the spring breeze of willows.Don't say that everything is empty when you turn your head, and it is all a dream when you don't turn your head. Later, Su Dongpo became the prefect of Yangzhou.At this time, Ouyang Xiu had passed away for many years.Therefore, Su Dongpo built Gulin Hall in front of Pingshan Hall to commemorate the deceased teacher. Hundreds of years later, Yangzhou literati Wang Maolin Bu Ouyang Xiu of the Qing Dynasty wrote the original rhyme "Chao Zhong Cuo":

The former site of Pingshan has become empty, and the clear chime is in the evening clouds.On that day, there were fireworks and night moon, but now there is autumn breeze of He millet. Mountains and rivers are priceless, and the article has its own owner. I am a generation of Qingzhong.Plant willows in front of the hall again, and the new words are heavy and Po Weng. The above three capitals can be regarded as "wonderful words".I especially like the two sentences "mountains and rivers are priceless, and articles have masters".This is to cheer up people who write articles like me. Today, the mountains and rivers remain the same, the halls are gone, and the articles are still moving. Today, between literati and literati, there are few such opportunities for spiritual reflection. It is another book that I like that has a deep connection with Yangzhou.I remember you mentioned it in your letter. The love in there is really heavenly love.Lin Yutang once said that Yunniang is the loveliest woman in Chinese literature.Ning Xuan, if I were Shen Fu, you would be my "Yun Niang".The Yunniang in Shen Fu's works is indeed somewhat similar to you in appearance--" She has slender shoulders and a long neck, thin and blunt, with beautiful eyebrows and beautiful eyes, only two teeth are slightly exposed. A lingering attitude , it makes people lose their meaning"--you said it yourself, are you writing about you?It seems that throughout the ages, the cutest women are marked by two small canine teeth. The weather in Beijing is starting to get warmer, but there is almost no spring in Beijing.In Beijing, my feeling is that it transitions directly from cold winter to hot summer.Even if there is an extremely short spring, it is still windy and sandy.The wind and sandstorm in Beijing is the most severe in spring, especially in recent years, it has developed into a sandstorm that is dark for a moment.Only autumn in Beijing is pleasant, and its spring did not leave a good impression on me. The real spring is in Jiangnan, in Yangzhou. love you tingsheng March 29, 2000 Tingsheng: You are right, the real spring is in Jiangnan, in Yangzhou. The Slender West Lake in spring is so beautiful that it cannot be described in words.I often go for a walk by the lake in the evening.It's not just the Slender West Lake, the whole Yangzhou is full of spring, "the bamboo is the garden, and the hibiscus is the mansion". The love here is indeed fascinating.Shen Fu and Yun Niang are in the same mind, admiring the sun-reflecting hibiscus together, and drinking a bowl of lotus leaf porridge together.They share happiness in good times and ups and downs in adversity.Do you remember their affectionate conversation -- Shen Fu said: "It's a pity that Qingqing is a female, and if she can turn into a male, it will be a pleasure to visit famous mountains, search for scenic spots, and invite you to travel all over the world!" Yun Niang said: "This is so difficult. After the concubine's temples are spotted, although I can't travel far to the Five Mountains, but the nearby Hufu Lingyan, the West Lake in the south, and Pingshan in the north, you can travel together as much as you want." Shen Fu said: "I'm afraid that when your temples are spotted, your steps will be difficult." Yunniang said: "Not in this life, but in the next life." Shen Fu said: "In the future, Qing will be regarded as a man, and I will follow as a woman." Yunniang said: "You must not be ignorant of this life, so you can feel interesting." In our lives today, how many lovers would have such a conversation?In our lives today, such love has become a distant myth.This is clearly Shen Fu's truthful record, but many people think that it is just a fictional fairy tale.They can't understand that there are such beautiful things in the world. Let me tell you a few stories about me. When I was in college, there was a girl named Wen in my dormitory.She is beautiful and smart, and she has made up her mind to study abroad since her freshman year.Every day from morning to night, she holds an English book and reads words. Later, a boyfriend appeared beside her.We heard that he is from Wen’s hometown. During the college entrance examination, Wen was the first in liberal arts in the area, and that boy was the first in science.The champion matches the champion, but it is also "a good match" It was a tall and silent boy. Every time he came to find Wen, he would wait quietly in front of the girl's building. He had never yelled and cried outside like other boys because he was impatient to wait.In the restless school, there are very few boys who are restrained and quiet like this. The boy treats Wen in every possible way-helping her to occupy a seat in the classroom and helping her to cook in the cafeteria. He can be called her "big housekeeper" and "authority nanny".The boy is obedient to Wen - Wen told him to go east, he never dared to go west, he is almost her slave.Sometimes, we all joked with Wen that your boyfriend, who is hard to find even with a lantern, is simply a piece of pie that fell from the sky.We all think Wen is a lucky girl.At that time, they were a couple who were very optimistic about the students.They float around the campus like butterflies. However, I gradually discovered that there is an unequal relationship between them. Once, Wen was going to apply for the TOEFL test.At that time, it was the peak time for the TOEFL test in universities, and there were huge crowds of people before the test site.Many people queue up to sign up more than ten hours in advance.Registration was supposed to start early the next morning, but someone was sitting outside the gate in the early hours of the previous day. It was the coldest time of the year, and the boy got up in the middle of the night, wrapped in a military coat, and went to line up for Wen.The next morning, the boy ran back excitedly with the registration form he had received.He didn't sleep all night, his eyes were bloodshot and his hair was disheveled.Although he was wrapped in a thick military overcoat, he still had a cold and his voice was hoarse. Wen, however, didn't care about her boyfriend's body at all. She cheerfully took the registration form by herself and began to study how to fill it out.She was intoxicated by the complicated forms.She saw her future happiness in those tables. From this little detail, I keenly discovered that the boy's love for Wen far exceeds Wen's love for the boy. Of course I have no right to accuse Wen of being selfish, but I believe in one thing: true love must be equal - the love each gives to the other should be balanced on the balance.Only such love can last and be stable.Just like the left and right decks of a ship, if one side is light and the other side sinks, the ship will sink. At that time, other students did not believe my judgment and speculation.They believed that Wen and the boy never quarreled, they lived in harmony, had meals together, and studied together, just like a sweet little couple. After graduating, Wen successfully obtained a visa to the United States and went to study in a famous university in the United States.However, due to his poor English skills, his boyfriend failed to pass the TOEFL test twice despite his best efforts. Suddenly one day, Wen's boyfriend called me and told me in a crying voice that Wen proposed to break up with him, with a firm tone.He couldn't find anyone else to talk about the troubles of being broken in love, because I was Wen's good friend, so he called me and wanted to talk to me.I was surprised to hear this news.Although expected, but did not expect to come so soon.At that time, I was at work and was receiving a client who came to discuss cooperation, so I told him that we would make an appointment to talk after get off work. In the evening, I asked him to meet in a coffee shop.With tears in his eyes, he told me that Wen coldly proposed to him to break up on the phone, and there was no room for negotiation.Wen said that because he was unable to go abroad for a long time, she could no longer wait. Wen made this decision without any warning in advance.The last call was a week ago, and the two had a good conversation.Therefore, this news was almost a thunderbolt to him. Wen said calmly on the phone that there are many boys chasing her around her, and she chose the son of a wealthy Hong Kong businessman.She plans to marry the other party after graduation, and then settle in the United States.She wished him "happiness" quietly. That night, the boy drank a lot and talked a lot.I've been listening by the side. Later, he got drunk.He lay motionless on the table.I had to call his colleagues and ask them to come and take him home. I went home alone and the city was still brightly lit.There are more and more young people who come out at night. They are all dressed in Hariha Korean clothes, and they are so happy that they are heartless.There are more and more beautiful cars on the street, and the people in the cars are getting fatter and worrying about their high blood pressure. We are looking for love under the dim lights of the bar. Are we happy with Shen Fu and Yun Niang? Shen Fu and Yun Niang once lived in the countryside of Canglang, where there was no noise of the city, "There are vegetable gardens around the house, and fences are used as gates. Outside the gate, there is a pond of about acres, full of flowers and trees, mixed with hedges."What a fairy abode.Yun Niang said to Shen Fu: "In his year, he and the king built this place, bought ten acres of vegetable gardens around the house, and taught servants to plant melons and vegetables for salary. You paint and I embroider, thinking that poetry and wine are needed. Clothes, vegetables and rice Coke for life, no need to plan long-distance travel." Today, who still has such an idea?Today's girls are mostly like Wen, and feelings are not very important in their minds.But I want to be a modern Yunniang. The story between Wen and that boy is just a very ordinary love story in college, without twists and turns.Stories like this can be found everywhere in college, and they happen every day without any hassle.However, I discovered from it the crisis of love in this era-love is so weak in the face of the ever-changing reality. I guess, Wen didn't love his boyfriend, she just felt that at that time she needed a boy by her side, a boy who could help her.She doesn't want to make any promises -- "commitment" seems to be an outdated word in itself.Without commitment, she can continue to make choices, as long as each choice can change her situation in reality. And love is just one of the strategies in the selection process.Since it is a strategy, you can change it as you like.In the end, it doesn't matter if it's "love" or not: status, money and status become more decisive factors. I don't want to be such a "modern" girl, I prefer to get pure love, even if I have to pay the price of poverty, roughness, and suffering.My thinking is exactly the opposite of others: as long as you have love, all other difficulties can be overcome. Do you agree?If love comes into our lives, then as Tagore said: "From now on in this world I will have no fear, and in all my struggles you will be victorious. You left death with me, I will crown him with my life. I will take your sword and sever my reins, and I will have no fear in the world." I can't help but think of a fable by Gibran. A man unearths a stunning marble statue in his field.He took the statue and found a collector who was passionate about all kinds of art and was about to sell it.The collector paid a high price to buy it, and the two broke up after the incident. On the way home, the seller held a lot of money in his hand, and said to himself happily: "How much glory and wealth will this money bring! How can someone pay such a price for a piece that has been buried in the ground for thousands of years? A stubborn stone that people dream of? Incredible!" At the same time, the collector is looking at the statue, thinking to himself: "It's so vivid, so ingenious! What a beautiful elf, who came back to life after sleeping for a thousand years! Why would someone exchange such a rare piece for a few pieces that are not interesting?" Bad money?" We are in the same category as the collector.We stick to our own value judgments. When others laugh at us as stupid, we don't take it seriously and walk our own way with our heads held high.Fan Zhongyan said in "Yueyang Tower": "Don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself", I hope you can do the same. love you Xuan April 5, 2000 Xuan: thanks for your reminder.What you say is really good words. "Don't be surprised by favor or disgrace" is a state of life I am pursuing. On the issue of love, as long as my understanding of love is the same as yours, we should stick to what we believe, regardless of what others think.As you said, "Hengmei is cold to the philistine, bowing his head willingly as a lover." A few days ago, my supervisor, Professor Chen Pingyuan, had a long talk with me, and he presented me with eight words: "Treat people with sincerity, and treat people with sincerity".I will always remember these eight words, so as not to let any residue remain deep in my heart, and not to let any impetuousness appear in the words. Tonight, seven or eight of our brothers and sisters from the same school went to the home of teachers Chen Pingyuan and Xia Xiaohong.Every ten days and a half months, our teachers and students have a small gathering.A large group of us crowded in the teacher's living room full of books and smelling of ink.There were not enough chairs, and some students simply sat on the carpet with their legs crossed.The two teachers usually make good tea for us.The tea made by Mr. Chen and Mr. Xia is very famous in the Chinese Department of Peking University.While drinking tea, we were able to taste the snacks that the teacher brought back from Japan.Although I hate Japanese people, I also like Japanese delicate and delicious dim sum.You see, I didn't beat the Japanese to death with a stick. If it's a weekend, we might even get together to cook a delicious meal at the teacher's house.Everyone will bring their own dishes and seasonings to the door--students come from all over the world and contribute their special skills. The kitchen of the teacher's house has become a "cooking arena".In the end, the dozen or so dishes that were brought to the table were really sweet in the south and salty in the north, sour in the east and spicy in the west.The teacher's home is not only a place for us to discuss knowledge, but also a place for us to practice cooking skills.It's a pity that Teacher Chen can't eat spicy Sichuan food and can't drink alcohol. Fortunately, Teacher Xia can eat Sichuan food and drink well. She replaced Teacher Chen as the center of the banquet. Most of the time, it is the teacher's treat, and the teachers and students go out to eat in restaurants together.Occasionally, we will also initiate "Joint Membership", which is usually the eve of the teacher going abroad to give a lecture, and we see the teacher off.When the teacher treats guests, usually a group of students roar away like Liangshan heroes.And I act as a "ordering master" role on such occasions.It is also a long-standing "tradition" in the Chinese Department of Peking University for teachers to invite students to dinner.As a student, I certainly hope that this "tradition" is as strong as possible. After dinner, we would talk for hours, usually on random topics.But there is a reserved program, that is, everyone reports their recent reading experience and experience.If you have any difficult questions, you can also take the opportunity to ask the teacher for advice.It wasn't until late at night that the birds and beasts scattered. When chatting, those who drink tea drink tea, and those who drink alcohol drink alcohol. The teacher's house also prepares good wine.Teacher Chen is often drunk when he smells wine, but Teacher Xia is a heroine in the wine world.Although the teacher does not condone the students drinking alcohol, he does not prohibit it either.Senior brother Wang Feng is a good drinker, and he was drunk several times at the teacher's house. It was my junior brother Yang Zao and I who sent him back to the dormitory. Don't underestimate such a party.In my opinion, this is one of the biggest characteristics of Peking University.Over the years, Peking University has gradually lost its advantage over other schools.The buildings of other schools have been repaired more and more beautifully, but the campus of Peking University has become more and more dilapidated.However, for a university, these are not the most important.As the sages said, the bigness of a university is not the size of its halls and halls, but the "bigness" of its academics. Whenever we are in the teacher's living room, we can deeply feel this kind of "academic greatness" - everyone's enthusiasm for learning is rare in other places.In the teacher's living room, participating in a light chat can sometimes be more rewarding than listening to a semester class.The teacher gives unique guidance according to each student's temperament and academic accomplishment, which is "teaching students in accordance with their aptitude" which is impossible in a large classroom.No wonder Xu Zhimo said that in Cambridge, knowledge is "smoked" by the professor's pipe in the living room of the professor's home. Today, higher education has become like a large-scale industrial production, and students in many schools rarely have the opportunity to go to the professor's house to chat.From professors to students, it seems that everyone is busy, but in the end they don't know what they are busy with.Therefore, I think that chatting in the living room of Peking University professors is itself a kind of "shortcut" to study.Since my undergraduate days, I have often gone to the homes of professors to listen to their teachings and talk freely.At the postgraduate level, I became even more "unscrupulous"-not only "making full use of" my tutor, but also other teachers' homes, I often went to "knock on the door" recklessly. Ning Xuan, when you come to Beijing, I will also bring you into the teacher's living room.The two teachers will definitely like you. It was a miracle that we were able to come together.I study literature, you study finance; I am in the college, you are in the shopping mall; I am in the windy Beijing, and you are in Yangzhou, where the willows and spring breeze are blowing.Who but God could have made such a wonderful arrangement? I want to write your name all over the ceiling, let them look at me day and night like pairs of eyes. Ning Xuan, do you still remember that poem by Yeats—— When you are old, your hair is gray, and your sleepiness is drowsy, Remember the softness of your eyes in the past, Remembering their heavy shadows of old; How many people love your youthful and joyous moments, Admire your beauty, falsely or sincerely, Only one loves your pilgrim soul, Love the painful lines on your old face; bowed his head, beside the red glowing stove, Sorrowfully whispers of the passing of love, On the hill overhead it paces slowly, Faces are hidden among the stars. Our fire shall burn forever, and our love shall never die. It is true that we will grow old one day.At that time, we didn't worry about having nothing to do. We unfolded a large box of love letters accumulated over the years and re-read them one by one. Each letter corresponds to a period of high-spirited youth, and each letter corresponds to a mood of youthful youth.And re-reading, but can read a different taste.Therefore, we will not be lacking and empty, and we will not be afraid of aging.When we own each other, we own the world.What kind of happiness would that be. I keep my life organized.My dissertation is going very well.Today, I wrote more than 3,000 words.While writing the thesis, I also sneaked in to write other small articles.You don't have to worry about my physical and mental state. Instead, I should remind you: You must pay attention to rest and don't work too hard.Capitalists will always be capitalists, and they "cannibalize people without spitting out their bones".You have to maintain a good appetite and good sleep.If you become thinner and haggard again, I will go to your boss to reason, and I will say to him with confidence: "Ning Xuan is my lover, not a slave of your company!" love you tingsheng April 12, 2000 Xuan: I just sent you a letter yesterday, and today I want to write to you again. God cares for us in this way, let us meet, let us encourage and comfort each other.Because we are hardworking people. The Bible says: I wake you up under the apple tree, where your mother labored for you, He who gave birth to you is there to labor for you. ("Bible Song of Solomon 8:5") Since mothers are still working hard, how can we young people rest? We should work harder in the years to come.The fruit of my labor is not only for me alone, but also for you. During this period of time, I was completely immersed in a pile of modern literature and history materials.Not just for writing a dissertation, but because I have a strong interest in this history itself. I have always believed that the short period of three years from the Reform Movement of 1898 to the Boxer Rebellion was a critical moment in China's modernization process.However, with the failure of the Reform Movement of 1898 and the rise of the Boxer Movement, China's modernization is like the Yellow River making a big zigzag bend in the Hetao area.In the next 100 years, the ideas of the Reform Movement of 1898 were suppressed, while the ideas of the Boxer Movement prevailed.This is a great tragedy in modern Chinese history. To this day, the Boxer-style paranoia and madness are still deeply rooted in the thoughts and emotions of many Chinese people. There is a guy whose real name is Fang Shimin and whose pen name is "Fang Zhouzi". He is an "Internet genius" who claims to be "omniscient" and "can discuss issues in almost all fields with you". He said a famous saying: "Patriotism is a This kind of love, love is difficult to analyze rationally, so it’s not easy to ask why.” In my opinion, this is the raving of idiots and madmen.Patriotism is definitely different from love.A rational person must ask a few more "why" before being "patriotic".As early as eighty years ago during the "May 4th" Movement, Chen Duxiu said: "What we love is a country where the people show patriotism to resist oppression, not a country where the government uses people's patriotism to oppress others. We love It is a country where the state seeks happiness for the people, not a country where the people make sacrifices for the country." "Patriotism" without rational analysis is terrible. It may destroy not only oneself, but also the country.Boxer-style "patriotism" has set China back at least 20 years in the process of modernization. Isn't this "harming the country"? Patriotism is not without reason and without conditions. If I were a German, I would never love the Nazi Reich.I will draw close to Bonhoeffer, the theologian who openly opposed the atrocities of the Nazis, willing to be his assistant in the assassination of Hitler.Under Hitler, the most "patriotic" people were the Gestapo, and I would rather be hanged for "treason" like Bonhoeffer. If I were a Soviet, I would never love the Stalinist Empire.I will move closer to Solzhenitsyn, a great writer, and be willing to be his assistant when collecting and sorting out materials.Under Stalin, the KGB declared the most "patriotic" and I would rather be deported as a "traitor" like Solzhenitsyn. If I lived in the late Qing Dynasty, I would never love the Qing Dynasty.I will draw close to the heroine Qiu Jin, who "fights for a hundred thousand blood, and must restore the world", and is willing to be a "pawn in the revolutionary army" who sharpens her knife.Under the rule of the Empress Dowager Cixi, Li Lianying and Yuan Shikai claimed to be the most "patriotic", but I would rather be beheaded for "big treason" like Qiu Jin. I would like to continue to ask: Mr. Lu Xun, who lived in the gap between the three eras, which country does he love--the Qing Empire, the Beiyang government, or Chiang Kai-shek's Kuomintang government?Mr. Lu Xun doesn't seem to like these three behemoths.So, is Lu Xun a "traitor"? It is said that "Fang Zhouzi" graduated from the University of Science and Technology of China, and later drank foreign ink and obtained a foreign degree.He settled in California, which is affluent in the United States, but he talked about his love for China "in a clear way". (The Chinese in the United States often give people in the country the most patriotic impression. But I always wonder: If you are so patriotic, why don’t you come back? Are you going to enter the enemy’s camp for eighteen years?) Hypocrisy is a kind of inability The quality of forgiveness.From this person, I can see that "a slave to the heart" cannot be changed by ink and degrees. Some people are born slaves and idiots, but they don't know it, and they always think they are geniuses.From this, I remembered a little joke: when mad cow disease was rampant on the earth, two cows chatted while grazing.The bull worriedly said to the cow: "Mad cow disease is very serious now, we must not get it. Once we get it, we will be killed by the owner immediately, and there is no place to die." The cow gave the bull a blank look, filled with righteous indignation Said: "What you said is really strange. We are camels, and camels are not cows. How can we get mad cow disease?" The situation of Mr. Fang Zhouzi is exactly the same as that of this cow. However, while there are idiots on the Internet, there are also quite a few true geniuses.These genius thoughts and genius words are really amazing.Tonight, I came across two "Fables of Lu Si" on the Internet. They were written full of wit and wit, and the meaning behind them coincided with my thoughts. One of them is "Exhaust for the Emperor": A fly heard that the emperor was bullied by foreigners in the capital. Either the foreigners would not kneel down when they saw the emperor, or the foreigners accused the emperor of arbitrarily arresting and beheading his subjects in violation of international conventions. Unable to answer a fart, he could only swallow his anger. The fly buzzed angrily: No way, no way, the sun is coming out from the west!It immediately packed its bags and was ready to go on the road, going to the capital to vent its anger on the emperor. A mosquito felt the same way, and came to ask the fly, "How will you vent your anger for the emperor in the capital?" The fly said: "I put maggots in the food of the foreigners, so that they will all get infectious diseases. How dare they despise our emperor?" The mosquito said, "Yes, I will go with you too. I will bite the foreigners all over their bodies, making them extremely itchy and uncomfortable. How dare they dare to contradict the Holy Majesty?" The flies and mosquitoes set off, and they rushed to the capital day and night. Finally arrived, but I don't know where the foreigners live.They flew towards a military master at the gate of the city, wanting to ask for directions. Unexpectedly, the military master suddenly slapped the fly and mosquito to death. The military master grinned and cursed: "What a fucking shame! In broad daylight, stinky flies and mosquitoes bumped into his face, more mad than the foreign devil who bumped into his grandma!" Another title is "There Was a Cricket": There is a cricket that is kept in a tank by the owner to fight other people's crickets. This cricket is really brave, and has defeated countless other crickets, including blue-eyed and yellow-haired crickets, but it also paid a heavy price. One thigh was bitten off by other crickets, but it won for its master. A lot of bonuses (all in US dollars), and won many honors, such as: gold medal cricket, champion cricket, and one-legged general cricket and so on. For this reason, some ceremonies were held to raise the national flag of the host and play the national anthem of the host. At this moment, the cricket stood solemnly on one leg, with tears of excitement in his eyes. Some other crickets were talking behind their backs, saying that the cricket in the jar was a fool who took the master's national flag as his own national flag and the master's national anthem as his own national anthem. After the cricket heard it, it squeaked in the pot: "The national flag of the master is my national flag, and the national anthem of the master is my national anthem!" Other crickets insisted: "You are just a tool. If you change the owner, you will have a new national flag and a new national anthem. Think about your previous owner being the Dalong Banner, and later the Dahu Banner. Ceremonies under this owner's flag and national anthem, but in the future you change owners and it's another flag and anthem!" The cricket hopped around and quit, calling: "I will not change masters, I will not change masters, what happened before and in the future, I want to live as a worm of this master in front of me, and die as a ghost of this master in front of me!" It jumped out of the tank, and ran to find its master to swear allegiance, expressing that it would not change its mind even if the world was dry and rocks were dead. No, a servant screamed: "A cricket has come out, a cricket has come out!" The owner asked, "Which one is it?" The servant replied, "It's the one-legged one!" I only heard the master say: "That one-legged one is useless now, just step on it to death!" Suddenly a big foot stepped on the cricket's body. Before dying, it was still moaning: "I am loyal to my master and I am a hero. Why is it that I am not as good as a laid-off worker?" Ning Xuan, do you think these two fables are well written?What a stroke of genius. I like such short essays, far more than those thick and obscure theoretical articles.I have always believed that the truth is the most popular, the most concise and the clearest.那些晦涩的文字，要么是作者自己也处于糊涂的状态，要么就是他故意不让别人懂。 如果有机会的话，我一定要跟这位名叫陆祀的、了不起的作者结识结识。 今天，跟我一同租这套房间的朋友萧瀚，晚上做了一道炒年糕，请我一起吃。这年糕是他的亲戚从江南带来的。 我立刻就想起了你。你的家乡与萧瀚的家乡相隔不远，都是烟雨迷蒙的江南。 你们那里，大概也有吃这种年糕的习惯吧？小时候，你是不是经常吃外婆做的年糕？ 我是吃着外婆做的年糕长大的。不过，我们家乡的年糕，与你们那里的有所不同，我们的年糕做成马蹄的形状，大家俗称"马蹄糕"。不加一点糖和香料，单靠大米本身的味道，就已经香甜得让人"爱不释口"了。我外婆做的年糕远近闻名，跟我奶奶做的豆腐一样，堪称地方一绝。 我曾经在一篇文章中说："没有外婆的童年是残缺的童年。"这句话可能太绝对了一点，但我对此深信不疑，它至少是我自己所体验到的"相对真理"。果然，它也赢得了不少读者朋友的共鸣。 我们都是外婆带大的孩子。外婆带大的孩子，与土地和飞鸟、与蓝天和白云、与青山和绿水之间，有着浓情蜜意。 外婆的善良，像蜜一样，酿着孙子孙女们的心。因此，这些孩子都是善良而敏感的。 吃着年糕，我盼望着我们的相聚。相到相聚，我又回忆起我们相识的经过来。今天，离我们第一次的见面已经半年了，我们一次见面就"一见钟情"，不久以后就大胆地"私定终身"。这是一场我们都没有预料到的"闪电战"。看来，缘分真是一种奇怪的东西。 这几个月来，我们虽然没有每天都在一起，我们却比世界上所有的恋人都亲密。 你喜欢马克·吐温吗？在我以前的印象里，马克·吐温不过是一个幽默作家。这些天我读他的全集，发现他远不仅仅是一个幽默作家。在短篇《亚当与夏娃》中，他倾注了对妻子的深情，将这个缘于《圣经》》的古老故事写得荡气回肠、感人肺腑。其中，有一句话重重地击中了我--亚当在夏娃的墓碑上写了一句悼词："她出现在哪里，那里就是伊甸园。" 马克·吐温的妻子先他而去，此后他陷入无边的悲痛之中。在一个寒冬的傍晚，在大雪纷飞中，年老的马克·吐温坚持要去看望妻子的墓地，他在公墓里呆了几个小时。结果患上肺炎，肺炎夺走了他的生命。他却实现了与妻子团聚的愿望。 宁萱，你出现在哪里，哪里也就是我们的伊甸园。泰戈尔说："我从床上坐起来，看到窗子上方银河熠熠生辉，仿佛是一个寂静的世界着了火，于是我很想知道，此时此刻她是否做了一个同我的梦押韵合拍的梦。"我们的梦一定是押韵合拍的。我们会梦见一样的青天白云，一样的翠山绿水，一样的繁花似锦。我们一起梦见黑暗被一道光划破，我们一起梦见魔鬼被装进潘多拉的盒子。 我们的眼中永远闪烁着星光，我们的心中永远流淌着甘泉。 love you tingsheng 两千年四月十三日 廷生，我的爱人： 你在信中引用的两个笑话，都包含了深刻的哲理，就像黑暗中的闪电，会照亮无数人蒙昧的心灵。 你反驳那些伪善的"爱国者"们的三个例子，个个都掷地有声。朋霍菲尔、索尔仁尼琴和秋瑾，他们才是真正的爱国者。秋瑾就义前曾写下一首绝命词："痛同胞之醉梦犹昏，悲祖国之陆沉谁挽。日暮穷途，徒下新亭之泪；残山剩水，谁招志士之魂？不须三尺孤坟，中国已无干净土；好持一杯鲁酒，他年共唱摆昆仑。虽死犹生，牺牲尽我责任；即此永别，风湖取彼头颅。"将近一个世纪过去了，她的这首诗中，没有哪句话已经过时。 告诉你一个好消息。你先猜猜是什么消息？ 五一节，我们要放七天假，我要利用这七天假到北京来看你。虽然我不喜欢坐飞机，但我还是要飞过万水千山来看你。 我要尝试一下做稻香园的"女主人"的味道。也许，我喜欢上了，我就不走了。 这是不是一个好消息呢？你准备用什么样的仪式来欢迎我的到来？ 我已经在开始准备行李了。本来没有太多的行李，提前半天准备就可以了。但是，我还是禁不住提前一个多星期就开始整理。仿佛准备好行李就意味着可以出发了。 一想起要到北京来，我就感到自己被幸福所包裹着。 我该带些什么来呢？带我最绚烂的衣服，或者是最朴素的衣服？我只要你喜欢。我要把我最美丽的一面呈现在你面前，看得你眼花缭乱。 我还要带给你江南的点心和茶叶，带给你江南的烟雨。可惜扬州的风光带不走。要是我拥有某种魔法，能够把它们像一幅画一样折叠起来，然后带到北京来，在你的面前展开，那该有多好！ 下个星期，我就去预定飞机票。然后，我再把航班号告诉你。你到机场来接我，在那拥挤的人流中，看我们谁先在人群中看到对方。 今天代表公司去参加一个企业的新闻发布会。开到一半，觉得没有什么意思，便从饭店里溜出来。每天，在这个世界上都有无数这样的会议在筹备和召开。在这类会议上，总是一些自以为是的商人滔滔不绝地发言。 他们认为他们掌握了整个世界，能够把世界像地球仪一样拨动；他们以为有了钱就有了一切，他们的每一句话都会像风一样四处传播；他们以为他们可以支配别人的身体乃至心灵，他们像魔术师一样点石成金。这是一种多么浅薄的想法和态度啊。 这个时代的逻辑真是奇怪：有了钱，也就有了自信。是人控制钱，还是钱控制人？究竟谁是谁的主人呢？我懒得听这些狂妄之徒的高谈阔论，便悄悄离开了。 现在，我坐在一个宽敞的街心花园里晒太阳。一边晒太阳，一边就想给你打电话。拨通你的电话，才知道你在图书馆里查资料。我有些后悔--打扰了你做论文；又有些得意--为了接我的电话，你飞快地从图书馆里跑出来，说话还有点上气不接下气的，可见我的电话在你的心目中还是有分量的。 我们的电话一直通到手机没有电、"弹尽粮绝"罢手。 这使我想起电影《甜蜜蜜》中的一句台词："等下次，攒够了钱再打给你。"那是一个纯洁如水的女孩子，给在远方的男孩子打完电话时说的一句话。这句话让我流出了眼泪。国际长话的费用很贵，女孩子打工挣的钱，大半都花在打电话上，她却从来都不心疼。因为相爱的人在打电话的时候，滋味是"甜蜜蜜"的。 以前，你曾经心疼我的电话费，我告诉你说，我的手机费公司报销。你这才放心大胆地跟我聊天。其实，说资本家支付我的电话费是骗你的，怕你不跟我多说话。套一句老话："君子谋财，用之有道。"和你通电话、给你写信，是我一天中最幸福的时候。How about you? The weather is really nice today.暖风习习，春阳融融。我坐在一个喷泉池边上，脸上是暖和的阳光。把研讨会的文件用来给你写信，真是人生一大乐事啊！文件是用上好的复印纸打印的，背后是干干净净的白色，正适合用来写信。这种乐事，比之金圣叹的"不亦快哉"来，也毫不逊色。 你不会怪我的调皮吧--一点也不讲究，一会儿用病历，一会儿用文件，从来不正襟危坐，铺纸研墨，构思提纲，字修句改，其实这才说明我无时不刻在想念着你，随时随地在想写信给你，我才瞧不起那些有事情才相求的联系呢。 真的，多想永远与你在一起。一想到你，就让我觉得心里暖洋洋的。我不要孤独，我要相知、相爱、相携、相依。漫漫人生路，我要与真心相爱的人一起度过。 do you know?我从小是一个多么纯洁的女孩子啊，心里、眼里，容不下一点污迹。我是如此挑剔、执著、敏感又脆弱，这使我注定在这冷酷险难的世界上会摔一大跤的。我虽然鼻青脸肿地站了起来，却一度被害怕和无助笼罩着，几乎对美好的生活失去了信心。 我的敏感甚至到了接近于病态的程度。我不看武侠小说，不看枪战电影。我接受不了一点点的暴力，甚至是艺术作品中的暴力。每当我在电视中看到一个演员被伤害了一下，他身体的某个部位流血了，我自己的身体也立刻就有相应的反应--如果演员的手腕受了伤，我自己的手腕也突然产生疼痛的感觉；如果演员的腿脚受了伤，我自己的腿脚也突然产生疼痛的感觉。 于是，我不断受伤，像一朵无助的花。 可是，多么好，我遇到了你。虽然，你也和我一样，一颗赤子之心，两只少年之手面对未卜的未来、无底的社会。可是，既然我遇到了你，就不再觉得孤苦无依，我觉得自己充满了柔情，充满了力量，充满了和平安宁和包容一切的爱意。来吧，无论是怎样的艰难险恶、凄风惨雨，劈头盖脸地来吧，因为我们在一起，拉着手，直着腰，迎头而上吧。 我不怕头破血流，也不怕无路可走，因为和你在一起。 我们俩就是对虚伪冷酷世界的最大挑战，让我们自己勇敢地成为胜利、成为奇迹吧。 You dare? 我不要听你的回答，我要慢慢地陪着你走，慢慢地知道结果。 抬起头来，不觉自己成了街心花园里的一道风景。算了，不写了。 "想一想邻居女儿，听听收音机，看一看我的梦想还埋在土里。" 两千年四月二十一日