Chapter 10 Fengzi-1

sequence In Beijing in March, forsythia flowers are as yellow as gold, smiling at people in the dew in the early morning.The spring break has just begun, garden fairs, sororities, art outings, etc. All because of gatherings organized by young college students and professors who are not lacking in childlike innocence, countless young men and women gather to exchange ideas with each other. Spend this limited spring with infinite enthusiasm.How many young men can enjoy the tenderness of the young woman's small mouth and long arms in the situation of intoxication and carnival in an opportunity that comes with the times.At the same time, the young man XX left Beijing alone with the feeling of dying forever, and got on the train that XX drove southward every morning.Just as the story of Long Zhu said: The accumulated habits of the nation often torture geniuses and heroes; if they are not broken in career, they should abdicate and fall behind in love.This young man, as pure as jade and as handsome as a white crane, respected others, sacrificed himself, and maintained his duty as an educated man because of his disappointment with women, so he kept silent and left without saying a word. ×× school is the same as Beijing.This young man is a fellow villager of Longzhu. The place where he grew up and the life he changed later formed his character. That character, in one aspect of wisdom, has cultivated a special feature, and in one aspect of life, it is natural. Caused a bit of tragedy.In order to avoid this tragedy from torturing and destroying himself, and for the sake of the peace and happiness of another person, he escaped with the meaning of defeat and walked to the seaside of Shandong.

Inscription on "Phoenix" In recent years, general new literary theories have interpreted the purpose of literary works as a tool for "immediately cashing in on society". An author who is loyal to his beliefs, if he does not lack courage, wants to replace his words with his own words. The higher intelligence, perfect character, and special social organization of this nation that we have seen try to be a record of good intentions, and the works often inevitably become a symbol of crime. This trend of the times should not surprise people.The elegance of Wang Xizhi and Suo Jingshuhan, the exquisite paintings of Han Gan and Zhang Xuan, the magnificent brocade, and the precious porcelain are the most rare achievements of this nation accumulated over a long period of time, if they are not suitable As a tool for the present existence of this nation, it would be harmful to pay too much attention to it, so it is necessary to discard it.In fact, this nation seems to be so cowardly and powerless because of the constraints of past culture.The various evils of this nation, such as arrogance, arrogance, laziness, selfishness, superficial views, and incompetence, all seem to be caused by retaining too much cultural heritage from the past.Here are a bunch of utensils for the ancients to eat and play, and there are a bunch of tools for the ancients to think and distinguish. Therefore, most of us living people have completely forgotten "how to live".I understand that those classic, precious and solemn things cannot save the lives of the current 40 million people. In order to survive, for the sake of the author, I feel that I and the people who have to continue living on this ground behind me, how can I survive those people? Desire makes literature stick to ordinary life and develops in a situation that seems to be "vulgar"; however, this vulgarity is exactly what is called anger, and literature with it is better than without it anyway!

However, because every author and every work is produced under the meaning of "immediate cashing to the society", due to the flattery and over-tolerance of critics, it is easy to make people think that all light work can be regarded as grasping the times and promoting The era, and has completed the mission of this era; ——to put it simply, it is written, criticized, and successful.At the same time, naturally there is also a kind of writer who uses his current achievements as a ladder to climb to the peak of material and honor. He also writes, criticizes, and succeeds when he is catching up with the gods to join in the fun.Although the times have really progressed, it may be this group of people who rushed to meet the gods and join in the fun that was thrown behind the times and forgotten by history.But at present, it is common and natural to regard firmness and sturdiness as a waste of spirit, which is out of date.

The writing and printing of this book can show that the author himself lacks the ability to climb up to this era, but seems to be still advancing towards evil, and the road he is walking is a lonely path. Therefore, this book is analyzed from new or old perspectives. Criticism will not get any favor.From the perspective of ordinary readers, this work is a bit too extravagant.But in my own opinion, I think that there are many authors who understand that they put a little bit of their strength on writing for the suffering of the public. I respect these people.There should also be some authors who dare to bear the crime and write for the reason and virtue of this nation-I love these people!Readers who are not afraid of evil are the best readers of this book.

one The inscription of the first volume of "Fengzi" printed on May 27, 1934 one , Living in Qingdao When I arrived in Qingdao, Shandong Province, I borrowed an alias. After being a long-term sojourner in Qingdao, except for a certain philosophy professor in Beijing, he went somewhere to collect a little fixed income for him, and remitted it to this fugitive who had lost his life. Those who know his whereabouts, no one else knows his whereabouts.Since he is so far away from Beijing and the place he is in is so strange, everything in the world seems to be forgetting him. Countless new things continue to happen every day. Everyone forgets him, and he gradually forgets everything.This is naturally an appropriate change for him.It was just what he needed to distance himself from all friendships full of rare kindness, and also from all the misunderstandings and pains that came with them.A new world will allow him to rest for a while.Qingdao's worthless sunshine, and the kind of sea air that is not easy to buy from other places, healed his heart that was tired of dealing with personnel and thinking about love and hate.After a while, in a very simple and lonely life, I heard some rumors from other places about him after he left ×× from his friends. In his opinion, that kind of creation stems from human ignorance and curiosity. , I also feel very dull, just like all the things I talked about, it doesn't seem to be my own business.From these bizarre stories, most of them only gave him a chance to smile.A bunch of days passed by, the air and sunshine on Qingdao began to change his character, and some damaged feelings of this young man fully recovered after a short time.

The place where the young man lives is not far from the sea.What he should be grateful for is the wild place in western Hunan where he grew up, where streams and hills overlap countlessly, and he has developed the habit of never getting tired of walking.For that sea, the orderly turbulence can be adjusted to his breathing.For the sake of a white sand beach by the sea, so flat, with countless shining things left on the wet sand where the tide has receded, all of which are so beautiful, so this man goes there almost every day, and stays there A long row of foot cherry blossoms and the boundless sea expanded the scope of his thinking and made him used to looking further away in life.The carcass of the snail clam made him understand history and what he had done outside of himself.The sun sticking to the clear blue sky warmed the young man's whole body, and the blood flowed smoothly and orderly in the tube.Under such circumstances, the young man's mood is often as gentle as the sea and smooth as the sand.

The continuation of the meditative austere life gave him a gain of wisdom, a radiance of the soul. The place where he lives is on a slope.Most of the houses in Qingdao are located on the slopes.It was a lonely house, but it was not far from a neat pile of buildings, the site of XX District University.The house is not big, and the location is very appropriate.Seen from the outside, it has all the conditions for a summer vacation villa in a residential area of ​​Qingdao.Neat lawns, wide corridors, windows that can receive plenty of sunlight, and the nearby acacia-free forests, as well as Canadian aspen forests, are all beautifully configured.From the inside, it looks a little simpler and plainer.The landlord is a single man. Except for his only daughter who was studying at a women's university in the north and lived with him for two months in June, he has no relatives or friends.Later, for some reason, I rented all the six rooms downstairs to the professors of XX University, so when I came here, it seemed to be a boarding dormitory.His apartment was on the upper floor with his landlord, who had an old servant who took care of his food and everything in the same order as his master.The guest is very clean and simple, no one communicates, so the host and guest are very peaceful.Looking out from the window of his residence, you can see the distant sea, where the colors change every hour of the day.Some trees scattered under the slope are not neat. Since winter, all their leaves have fallen, and a piece of silvery branches stands. They are very quiet and peaceful under the sun.Together with the corner of the lawn where Chinese and foreign gentlemen play golf every day, and countless small houses with red tiles and white walls arranged unevenly at the bottom of the mountain, when they are included in this person's window, they are like a beautiful picture.

Since the residence became the dormitory of XX University, the house has become a little more lively.On the corridor or beside the stairs, there is often oily gas from cooking, sulphurous gas from coal stoves, and the smell of coffee and cigarettes.According to the landlord's servant, who first stated that he "respected his senses" and "said nothing at all was a lie", then there is another smell in the corridor, which should come from those fatter professors. what remains of their bodies.There used to be six professors living here, and all the smells, needless to say, naturally overflowed from those numbered rooms before stopping on the corridor.These people seem to have a very high level of knowledge, and everyone knows to be quiet.When winter comes, everyone has nothing to do, and generally all close the doors, squatting by the fire in their own rooms, meditating on the most difficult problems in life, as calm and calm as a cat.In the winter, the copper head of the public gate from Yongtong was turned upside down, and a small note was pasted on it by someone, and it was neatly written: "Please close the gate", such polite words, so everyone Be extremely careful, and don't forget to close the door when you go in and out.Therefore, when he lived upstairs, when he first entered the door from the outside, in the corridor, because of the hot air containing all kinds of smells, he couldn't help feeling a little dizzy.

But winter was soon over.All kinds of situations have been eliminated by the spring, and at the same time, he gradually feels used to it.So I originally planned to move in the spring, but later, I thought it would be very interesting to live in a big house with these philosophers and know people, and no one would pay attention to him. He has lived here for almost a year.The only friend, because he heard that he was living a good life here, always sent letters to support him to leave this place until the next year.And for him to give up the art he had learned completely, and to read XX philosophy in meditation, I especially praise him. The philosophy of ×× can cure this young man’s chronic illness of love between men and women, so while agreeing with his life, he also sent a lot of books about ×××.

When spring comes, not only the door leading to the corridor can be opened, but everything in the gentlemen's house can be seen clearly from time to time through the numbered doors in the morning and evening.In some rooms, some books almost start from the floor and pile up to the roof. This is obviously the house of a professor who is not afraid of breaking his nerves.In other rooms, there are only a few random books, placed on the table with a free and easy demeanor, an iron bed is laid obliquely, facing the head of the bed, and a month card is hung. (On the month plate, a beautiful woman in fashion is drawn with a red face, as if in other places, such as the county government office's mailing and receiving office, the counter of the washing and dyeing company, and the male nurse's room in a small hospital. The person is hung, and is thought of very affectionately. In a dream, it seems that the person in the painting will come down gracefully and approach the bed.) In addition, you can also hear these gentlemen’s energetic voices from time to time. Laughter, the same voice as crooning and singing.The first floor downstairs of the residence seems to be full of human emotions in spring, and everything belongs to what he has seen and heard, and at the same time, there is nothing very contradictory, so he seems to understand when he counts the days when he came here. Even though he fled here, he has no acquaintances, he is as quiet and inactive as a Taoist priest, but he still hasn't completely left the world.

Good rice can increase one's strength, proper exercise can increase one's weight, books can make one's wisdom, and money can make women in the world happy: However, the sea and the sun do not reduce a certain mediocrity and vulgarity of human beings. The young man was surprised when he first noticed it.But this is not the fault of man.All gentlemen, all hired from elsewhere!Everyone grew up in that vulgar society. "A lotus flower blooms from the dirty mud, and people are still people in this world." The philosophy of ×× has inspired him.Since a young man has a pair of healthy feet, he can take his body to the sea every day, and that kind of fantasy can take his soul to the other side of the sea, so there is no need to pay attention to various problems about people. , disturbed this peaceful heart. Two, a dusk Since his residence was on a mountain, if he followed the main road to the sea, the distance would be about one mile.If you give up the convenience of the main road and you can’t walk, you can go straight down from the poplar grove, go behind some houses, climb over a fence, go through a bush forest, and then follow the path, and you can reach the seaside.From this road, the distance seems to be a little closer.The young man always took that path for fun, for a little childishness attached to the young man.Another reason is that if you go by that shortcut, you should pass the fence of a house. From the low fence, you can see an extremely beautifully arranged garden.At the same time, the family had two giant black mastiffs, which were huge but very friendly. For a very strange reason, the young man and the two dogs had become friends with their master before he became acquainted with their master.Every time he walked outside the wall of that person's house, if the two dogs were in the garden, they would rush to the wall and bark softly, as if to say, "Come in and look at our garden. There's no one there." The two dogs seemed very lonely.There was really no one in that room, only an elderly gentleman in a loose white coat, sitting silently in front of the house, watching the two dogs running and playing in the garden, looking very happy.It seemed that the man did not leave the hut or the garden on any given day.It seems that all the relatives are just the two dogs beside me. This hermit's life made a special impression on the young man.Sometimes they stopped outside the wall, and the old gentleman was playing with the black dog on the lawn inside the wall. When they saw each other, they exchanged polite smiles with each other.But for some reason, this kind of kind smile has already become a common salute in the eyes of the residents of this place, which is nothing unusual.From this opportunity to becoming two friends, there is still a gap, young people understand this. The following incident should be traced back a little bit to the end of September and the beginning of October last year. One day, at dusk, the setting sun was like a giant in the world, the last light burned the entire sea, the earth was generally gilded, and the sky reflected thin clouds into colorful clouds, everything seemed to be painted by a giant hand of a god Moving and moving, even if the corner has become black, it still has a dazzling light and shadow. The young people on the beach seem to be emotionally coated with the light of the setting sun, and they are in silence with the world, sending the afterglow of falling to the sea. Young people dream of bathing in the twilight of dusk and galloping to the extremely distant border of life.A low-pitched horn from a boat floating on the sea is skimming the water, swaying in the twilight.The silhouettes of the figures near and far on the beach have gradually disappeared in the purple twilight.In a corner of the sky, there is still a ray of purple, which is thin and bright.The evening tide made a slight sound, and began to bite gently to the shore. ...At that time, the end of autumn was over, most of the people who came here from all over the place had already left, and the number of those who came to spend the beautiful evening on the seashore sand at dusk was not as crowded as it was half a month ago.Because he was reluctant to part with the seaside, when the horns of the Naval Academy barracks wafted from a distant mountain pass, he walked a little further away instead.He immediately rested next to a small yacht resting on the sand, looking at the ray of remnant clouds in the sky alone. I only heard a low middle-aged man's voice nearby, "Look, Fengzi. Look, the clouds in the sky, the wrist of a god, such a horizontal stroke!" one The woman smiled and said a word very lightly.I couldn't hear what they said clearly, but judging from the situation, the two were paying attention to the purple line, where the young man was paying attention, and at the same time, there were four other eyes watching. Those two people seemed to have just come from somewhere, and not long after sitting on the sand, the woman said a word very softly for the second time, and then heard the man say again: "Young people's hearts are always hot, and the sand here is warm." It's always cool." The woman is still smiling.After a while, the man went on to say: "A moment ago, the golden light of the setting sun in the forest made even a pagan think of God. This line of purple, this school of characters, this sea, a painting without color to paint, Song without sound to imitate, poem without words to write!" The woman, upon hearing this pedantic description, smiled softly again.From this slightly presumptuous happy laughter, one can know that a woman's age should not be over twenty years old. The woman seemed to be repeating on purpose: "A poem without words, a painting without colors, what kind of poem is this? I will never be familiar with it!" The man said: "Fengzi, you are a child. This kind of poem was not prepared for you. The reason is because you are a little younger. It is not a sin to be young, but you only need a pair to understand the world. Eyes, that's why I hear you say all the time, this one looks good, that one doesn't. The eyes of young people like everything that shines, because they are themselves a kind of shine! But……" "You want me to admit that everything is beautiful, and I have!" The man said, "You take everything that is natural to be too ordinary. This is not a very fair thing." The woman seemed to be still smiling, and she stood up from the sand. The distance was so close, and the white clothes drew a very slender outline of the woman's body in the dark. Because she stood up, her voice became clearer. The woman said, "I admit that everything is beautiful. Even what you praised, the sound of the horn blowing by the men on board, swaying in the air, is all beautiful." Beautiful. But what beauty can be astonishing? I am not surprised at anything. Why should I be surprised when everything is so natural and so perpetually kept in order?" A man's voice, "Everything is so natural, so you should be even more surprised! Why is it so natural? Well-proportioned, harmonious, unified, whose ability is it?... Yes, yes, it is a natural ability. But the amazing ability of nature, Apart from the word God, what other proper name can be found for its virtue? Fengzi, you are a young man, and you are living, and you will not understand life. You are so amazingly beautiful that you never surprise yourself! You You will feel beautiful in the mirror, but nothing surprising. You feel that everything is a little more beautiful, but what is beautiful will not surprise you. You are young, and what surprises you will be a kind of nightmare, or in A young man's love in the future, or a caterpillar on a willow leaf in summer, it's all different, and it will surprise you equally!" The woman said: "I don't understand why, why should we be amazed by what we see all day long." The man repeated: "Fengzi, you are a child, you won't understand." The woman didn't say anything more, she sat down again, and said a few words, her voice was too low to be heard clearly, and finally she only heard "a small boat floating on the sea, there is a man pulling the canopy, and the little lamp is hanging on the mast, "It seems to be there, pointing out everything on the sea to let the man know.The young man sitting within two feet agreed with the middle-aged man's address to the woman as "children", and smiled in the dark alone. But when the woman reported everything on the sea, the middle-aged man seemed to sigh softly and fell silent for a while.After a while, I heard the man change direction, and said in a low voice, "You young people's eyes are the means of God!" While smiling, the woman yelled in a low voice, "My God, what kind of god's tricks, I'll let you explain it!" The man said, "Why isn't it a miracle? The eyes of an old man, what a poor thing! A dry spring can come back again in spring and summer. When a person grows old, all senses are so old. Everything has to be Do it all over again, and everything will not be miraculously restored in its original position. Take back all the old people, and put each young person with a simple heart, a pair of clear and innocent eyes, a pair of wise and perfect ears, and a A strong appetite that can digest any food, all of this, nature that does not allow human beings to participate in any opinions. Who is in charge? ?” The man said, "Who can control oneself? Fengzi... Yes, philosophy is there to tell us to think about everything and let us understand: who should be controlled by God and who should be controlled by man. Science is there to control what is owned by man. Part of it. But I'm talking about something else, and if you know a little more, you'll understand that we're not in control of ourselves. Everything is still handled by an invisible hand, and everything is close to chance. For example, , what should I be like for a man like me? How can I be? I would like to be younger, like you, perfectly satisfied with everything, happy and healthy, can a doctor rule me? I would like to die, Because of your existence, I cannot die....There is one thing that does not allow me, even if I deny myself that I am an old man, there is one thing..." The woman didn't seem to say anything, she only saw the man smiling, and at the same time It is always denying with this smile.The man's words caused a kind of spiritual disturbance, and then he fell silent. one Yes, the woman began to speak another language, and the man replied, after hearing a few words, he couldn't hear clearly again. Later, I heard the man say, "...I should die soon, and I should relinquish all grievances and grievances. I should find a place to lie quietly in that wet earth pit, and let my little one lie down." Little worms, eat everything about me. Before I was eaten by worms, people began to forget about me. This is natural. This is an obligation that no one can shirk. Giants in history, unparalleled overlords, beautiful Flowery girls and millionaires with millions of dollars are all the same. Putting these giants and celebrities to the same end as those low things, this kind of natural fairness and integrity is a kind of god! Also, I What I want to say is that those that should not be taken back, those that have been taken back and are willing to go back, there is no way to go back: there is something that does not allow human wisdom to interfere. Fengzi, you are a child, you don’t know.” The woman answered lightly, and the man went on to say, "Yes, yes, you are right. Things that those who have lived think about things should not be understood by those who are living. Life is a right of young people." , but thinking and introspecting is the duty of an elderly person who no longer has the right to live. But I was thinking of another thing..." The woman seemed to ask the man, and the man sounded like an old man, "Feng Son, you are a child, you will not know." The two of them were still talking about that matter, when two Russian women came over from the other side, smiling indulgently and speaking Russian at the same time, the words on this side became confused.After the Russian woman walked over, the two of them were also silent.At that time, the sound of horns on the small boats on the sea had long since stopped, and a piece of music was sent from afar from a foreigner's restaurant on the mountain mouth. After some time, the woman was still smiling happily, and said softly, "Go back, I'm hungry!" The two stood up, and the man approached the water and looked at it for a while. The man went to the east. The relationship between the two is not like a couple at all, nor like a father and daughter. Their age and thinking are completely incompatible, but they talk about everything as cordially as two best friends.And each of them talked about various issues with such a willful air.This kind of rare friendship caught the attention of the young people who were silently sitting beside the boat, and after the two of them left, they inadvertently followed behind.He reckoned that under the big streetlight over there, he would be able to see the faces of the two of them clearly.When they arrived at the exit, the woman was walking next to the man with the hunched shoulders. Just because she looked from behind, under the street lamp, the woman's back was very moving, and she walked with a very beautiful demeanor, the young man suddenly felt a kind of Unspeakably melancholy, he changed his plan, stood in the dark by the road, and let the two go. After returning to the residence, for a strange reason, the woman's demeanor was preserved until the fugitive's memory was not erased.At the same time, he felt that the name "Fengzi" seemed to be close to his ears, and he was very familiar with it soon.But who is this woman?Who is that middle-aged man?He has no way of knowing.Fortunately, the number of tourists in Qingdao for summer vacation has gradually decreased since August. After October, every dusk, two people come to the beach shoulder to shoulder. The number of people who spend this dusk is extremely limited.He estimated in his heart: "He who is fascinated by the dusk for the first time will never forget the seashore the second time." He looked forward to the coincidence of the twins. A little conversation between the strangers aroused his interest. The young man's desire to know that interesting middle-aged man seemed to be deeper than his desire to see the young woman.Since October in Qingdao, every evening, the setting sun still burns to the sea and the sky, making all the scenes very solemn and gorgeous, dazzling.But the same thing, the second time never had a chance.A little impression is like a small white stone, cast on his peaceful heart, turbulently forming a round circle, and this circle spreads out with every day, and gradually calms down.So, a bunch of days passed quietly.Thus, winter brings snow with the wind from the sea, and then a new spring comes. 3. Hermit friend On an April morning, everything is bright and soft.Every morning after the sun emerges from the mist on the sea surface, there are ten thousand golden streamers swaying on the sea.The thin and light red morning glow is scattered in the sky.The hills and forests near and far are all covered with silver-red morning fog.In the fresh air, the newly born plants and trees evaporate a kind of fragrance, and stand quietly, like the women in Yunshi Town, waiting for the wizard, each silently waiting for the sun to rise.The young man took a bamboo branch and lightly whipped the bushes around him all the way, and walked down the mountain from that path.Walking through the woods, turning around a meadow, and turning around the low wall of the lonely old gentleman's house, he saw the old gentleman, wearing a short corded sweater, with his arms bare, squatting Under a flower tree, use a small shovel to pinch the soil.That method is wrong at a glance.The flower tree should be illuminated in the original direction, but the gentleman did not place it properly. As usual, this tree will not live.At that time, the two dogs were chasing in the garden. When they saw the young man outside the wall, they ran over and put their front feet on the wall to express their intimacy with him.At the same time, it barked softly, as if criticizing its owner like that: "Look, should the flower be planted like that? Look, how much is this flower worth?" At the same time, the young man was thinking that in his heart He said: "This flower really shouldn't be planted like that." He just stood there and stopped moving.He waits for an opportunity to make a kind proposal to the master. The master saw the situation on this side.His dog seemed extremely satisfied with being so kind and friendly to outsiders, so he smiled kindly at the young people outside the wall and nodded. "What a fine day, sir! Is the air not the same as fine wine, you say?" The young man said: "Yes, sir, the air is really like wine this morning. But I am a person who doesn't usually drink much. Please forgive me and allow me to find another metaphor." But there was no better metaphor at the moment. So he went on to say: "This air should be better than wine, I think it has a sweet taste." "So, what do you think of mead?" "Well, it's a honey bar. Sir, your two dogs are not bad, they are as strong as two leopards." "This dog has the identity of a leopard, and the soul of a sheep." Then he stood up, "I see you very early, every day you... you are really a leopard in spirit!" "It's too early, old man! Don't you think you look like a young man?" The old gentleman shook his head and laughed at the witty remarks made about his health. "You should understand that you are a leopard!" At that time, a flock of crows flew past in the air, causing him to look up. "But, you see, the old raven is earlier than us, and this thing can fly!" one A bit presumptuous, slightly lacking in solemnity, the conversation that did not conform to the usual rules connected the friendship between the two people.After a while, the one outside the wall was invited into the garden by the master.The first time I was a guest, I jumped in from that wall. This kind of free and easy place between the host and the guest proved that some trivial etiquette was not applicable to their subsequent friendship.After arriving in the garden, the two giant black mastiffs also looked very happy, they threw themselves on the guests, made a fuss for a while, and ran around the garden with a happy air.They had already talked about planting flowers, and the guest mentioned a rule for transplanting fruit trees and explained why the flower tree should be in the original direction, and at the same time started to change it.The gentleman nodded in response to the experience the guest mentioned, rubbed his hands happily, and said softly, "I see you are a student of an agricultural university." These words do not seem to be intended to be said to the guests.But the guest said: "I think it is more appropriate to call me a farmer." The old gentleman said: "This is my mistake, because I took a technician as an apprentice." "No, you miscalculated me. I'm not a technician." Because the gentleman seemed to be thinking of something, he smiled and did not continue, the guest said: "I am a person who has cut down a few big trees but planted many small ones..." The gentleman shook his hand happily and stopped the guest from continuing to speak. "Never mind. If you don't do this, you will do that. You are no more like a man than I am a watchman. Don't go on, I can see where you are from." I'm here." The gentleman immediately explained the guest's place of origin with a certain expression.And then said: "You are not lying to me, you are indeed a farmer, because in your place, there is no other occupation except this kind of people. You grew up there. But why, there will be Produce such decent arms, decent eyes, and that unattainable youthful demeanor?  …” Hearing a stranger suddenly say boldly and firmly where he is from, and what he said was not wrong at all, this young man seemed a little dull because of an unexpected surprise.He replied, "Sir, this is hard for me to believe, because you are not wrong! I heard you talk about everything in our place in the language of my local people. I suspect it is a dream." Seeing the person in front of him admit it, the gentleman also seemed very happy. "This should be a dream, because I can meet you here! The silver horn of X mountain, the reed pipe of the big stick head, your voice, like these things, makes me excited when I hear it." "I've heard people mention everything about me, it seems..." "Yes, it's the same. The countryside where the ants grow is also more beautiful than other places. Tolstoy said it for us first!" "But, I have to ask you, and you are not allowed to refuse. You have taken me five thousand miles and brought me back fifteen years. You have to explain this strange place. How do you know it?" "Look, your face has completely changed. A word is not as good as a thunder, so it's worth being so surprised!" The gentleman then smiled slightly, pulled the guest to the porch in front of the house, placed the young man on a chair, and stood in front of the guest himself. "Let's use the analogy of the township. When I picked a peach out of a pile of peaches, I knew it was a peach on the tree behind my house. Would you believe it? From your ten sentences,听到了一个熟习的字眼，就知道你是镇筸的人？” “可是你不是我那里的人，你说话的文法并不全对！” “你的，猜想并不错误，我并非生长在那地方的树，却是流过那小河的鱼。我到过你那里，吃过那地方井水，睡过那地方木床，这一切我都不能忘记！” 主人到后进屋里拿了一些水果出来，一面用一把小刀削去大梨的外面，一面就赞美镇筸的水果。 客人说，“先生，你明白我意思，我正在恭恭敬敬听你告诉我那地方的一切，我离开了那个地方有了十五年。我这怀乡病者的弱点，是不想瞒你也不能瞒你的！” 那绅士说：“我盼望你告诉我的，是十五年以前一切的情形。多可怜的事，我二十年不见那个地方了！谁知道在梦里永远不变的，事实上将变成什么样子呢？好的风俗同好的水果，会不会为这个时代带走呢？假若你害的是一种怀乡病，我这一尾从那小河里过道的鱼，应当害得是一种什么样的疾病呢？” one 种希奇的遇合，把海滩上两粒细沙子粘合到了一处。一切不可能的，在一个意外的机会上，却这样发生了。当两人把话尽兴的说下去，直到分手时，两人都似乎各年轻了十岁。 为了纪念这一种巧遇，客人临走时节，那绅士，摘了屋前一朵黄色草花，一面插到年青客人帽子上去，一面却说：“照你们镇筸的习惯，我们从此是同年了。这是一个故事，别忘了这故事是应当延长下去的。所以你随时都不妨到我这里来，任何时节你都是一位受欢迎的朋友。你若果觉得是一个镇筸人，等不及我来为你开门，就仍然得从墙上跳进来。我这大门原是为那些送牛奶人同信差预备的，接待你并不相称！” 那时候两只黑色大狗，正站在他们的身傍，听到大门边门铃响动，忙跑过去，瞻望了门边一下，就把邮差搁到石阶级上两封信同一卷报纸，衔到主人身边来了。那绅士把信件接到手上，吩咐那只较大的狗：“傩送，去开门罢。以后不要忘记，一见了这个客人，就应当开门把客人接进来，知道了么？”那狗好象完全懂得到主人的意思，向客人望着，低低的吠了一声，假若它是会说话，将那么说：“我全知道。”接着即刻就很敏捷的跑过去，咬着那大门前的铁把手，且用力一撞，把栅栏门便撞开了。 “难道这个有风趣的老人，是去年十月，在海边黄昏中说话那一个吗？”一个过去的影子，如一只黑色的鸟儿，掠过年青人的心头，在回家的路上，他不大相信他今天所遇见的事情。 四、某一个晚上绅士的客厅里 因为一个感觉使他心上温暖起来，所以他就想从这老绅士方面，知道去年海边那两个人，那一件事。但这个机会，似乎被年青人自己一种顾虑所阻拦了。一点不可解释的心情，使这年青人同这老绅士接近时，好一些日子，竟只能谈到两人皆念念不忘的那个边疆僻地。各人都仿佛为了某样忌讳，只能数说到过去，却对于如何就成了目前的种种，可不大提及。 并且说到过去，也多数是提到那一个地方，关于风俗与人情的美丽移人处，皆有意避开其他事情。照××地方人的习惯看来，这种交情并不妨碍友谊的诚实。两人把愿意说到的说去，互相都缺少都会上人那种探寻别人一切而自己却不开口的恶习。两人一切话语皆由自己说出，不说到的对方从不侦察，不欲说的即或对方无意中道及，也不妨不理。两人因为那一个××人的习惯，因此把年龄的差别忘掉，把友谊在另一默契下，极亲切的成立了。 但由于诚实的自白，两人不久却都知道了对方皆是孤独的住在此地，都不必作事，各凭了一定固定的收入，很从容的维持着生活。这一点点了解，把年青人另一种疑心除去了。 那老绅士的确不出大门的。一切生活都为一男仆处置。那男仆穿了干净的衣服，从不说话，按照规矩作一切事情。白天无事时，把屋外花园整理得如块精美地毡，不到花园作事，就在各处窗户边徘徊，把各个窗户里外，揩拭得异常洁净。即或主人要他作什么买什么时，也不见这男仆说话，只遵照主人吩咐去做。因此使人疑心，这人上街买什么时，一定也只是用手指指，不须乎说话。但从各方面看来，这主仆二人是毫无芥蒂过着日子的。老绅士生活，除了每天在太阳下走走，坐到屋前廊下，吃一点白水，命令那两只大狗，作一点可笑的动作以外，就在自己卧房里，看看旧书，抄些所欢喜的东西。那个布置得极其舒服的客厅，长年似乎就从无一个客人惠临。一间小书房，无数书籍重叠的堆积，用黄色绸子遮掩着。壁间空处挂一些古铜戈和古匕首，近窗书桌上陈列无数精致异常的笔墨同几件希有的磁器，附带说明这一家之主，对于本国艺术文物的鉴别力，如何超人一等。但这寂寞的人，年龄不可欺骗已过了五十，心情和外表都似乎为了一种过去的生活，磨折到成了一个老人。一种长时间的隐居生活，更使他同人世一切取了一种分离态度，与这个世界日益相远。但自从与年青人相熟以后，在这个绅士感情上，却见出仍然有一种极厚的人情味。这个绅士由他年青的友人看来，仍然不缺少一个年轻男子的精神。生命的光焰虽然由于体质上的衰老，不能再产生那种对于人生固执的热力，已转成为一种风趣而溢出，但隐藏在那个中年的躯壳中的，依然是一颗既不缺少幻想也不倦于幻想的心。长时间的隐居，正似乎是这个绅士，有意把他由于年龄而来的不可避免的拘束减少一点的手段，却在隐遁情形中，打量生活到那个过去已经生活过的年青时代里去的。从这件新的友谊上，恰证明了年青人对于他老友所加的观察，并没有如何错误。