Chapter 4 second subordinate

One day, Jonathan stood on the shore, closed his eyes, concentrated his energy, and instantly understood what Jiang had always said. "Oh, that's right! I'm a perfect seagull without limits!" He was ecstatic. "Yes!" Jiang said, his voice full of joy of victory. Jonathan opened his eyes.It turned out that he was standing alone with the elder on a completely different shore, where the trees grew to the water's edge, and two golden suns were turning overhead. "You finally understand," Jiang said, "but if you want to control it well, you still have to work hard...

Jonathan froze. "Where are we?" The elder was indifferent to the strange scene around him, and put the question aside lightly. "Apparently we're on some planet with a green sky and two stars in place of the sun." Jonathan let out a cry of joy, which was the first sound he made after leaving this world. "Successful!" "Well, Joe, of course you will succeed." Jiang said, "As long as you know what you are doing, you will succeed. Let's talk about how to control it..." It was dark when they returned.The other seagulls stared at Jonathan with awe in their golden eyes, for they had all seen him take root in that place for so long and then suddenly disappear.

He barely heard their congratulations for less than a minute. "I'm new here! I've only just started learning! It's me who should learn from you!" "Joe, maybe," said Sullivan, who was standing nearby, "I haven't seen a seagull like you who is not afraid of learning in ten thousand years." The flock of gulls fell silent, and Jonathan felt embarrassed and at a loss. "If you want, we can work on time first," Jiang said, "first learn to fly to the past and the future. Then you can start the most difficult, powerful, and most interesting lesson. You can start to go up Fly, understand the meaning of kindness and love."

A month passed, or it seemed like a month passed, and Jonathan made great progress.Learning from general experience in the past, he has always made rapid progress. Now, as the proud student of the elders, his ability to accept new ideas is like a streamlined computer made of feathers. Finally one day, Jiang Yi never returned.He first talked to everyone quietly, and earnestly told everyone to keep learning and practicing, and to constantly strive to understand the invisible principles that are perfect in life, and the deeper the understanding, the better.As he talked, the feathers all over his body became brighter and brighter, and finally became so dazzling that no one could look up to him.

"Jonathan, keep working on love," he said, and those were his last words. When everyone opened their eyes to look again, Jiang had disappeared. As time flies, Jonathan finds himself thinking about the world he left behind.If he could understand even a tenth or a hundredth of what he now understands, how much more meaningful life would be!He stood on the beach, lost in thought: Could there be another seagull there, struggling to break through its own limitations, trying to discover the meaning of flying, seeing that flying is not just about getting some bread crumbs from the boat. "Maybe there will be a seagull who is an outcast because he has spoken the truth to the flock. The more Jonathan takes his Mercy courses, the harder he tries to understand the nature of love, the more he wants to return to Earthly. Despite the solitude of his former life, he was a natural teacher, and the only way he could show his love was to tell the truth he had learned to a seagull who wanted the chance to know it for himself.

Sullivan, who has now grown to fly at the speed of thought, is also happy to help other seas learn.Was skeptical of Jonathan's ideas. "Joe, you were an outcast in the past. What reason do you have to think that among the seagulls you were not born with in the past, who would listen to you now? As the saying goes: Fly high, see far. In the world Those seagulls, standing on the ground all day long, quacking and robbing each other. They are thousands of miles away from heaven, but you say you will reveal heaven to them from where they stand! Joe, they don't even have the tips of their wings. I can’t even see it! Stay here! Help those new seagulls who have already flown so high that they can understand everything you say.” He was silent for a moment, and then continued, “If Jiang also How about going back to his original world? Can you have today?"

That last point is convincing, and Sullivan has a point.Fly high and see far. Jonathan stayed and flew with the new birds.They are all very smart and improving quickly.But soon he had another old problem.I couldn't help thinking: maybe there will be one or two seagulls in the world who can learn.If Jiang had come to teach him the day he was an outcast, how much progress would he have made now! "I must go back, Sully," he said at last. "Your pupils are doing well. They can help the newcomers when they need to learn." Sullivan sighed, but didn't insist, he just said: "I will definitely miss you, Jonathan."

"Thank you, Sully, for talking!" Jonathan scolded him. "Don't be so stupid! What do we have to practice every day? If our friendship is based on things like space and time, then in the end Once we have conquered space and time, have we not broken our brotherhood! But once we have conquered space, all that remains is this place; once we have conquered time, all that remains is this moment. And here , At this moment, isn't it impossible for us to see each other once or twice?" Sullivan the Seagull couldn't help but chuckle. "You madman," he said kindly, "if anyone can teach any seagull on earth to see a thousand miles away, it's you, Jonathan Livingston." He looked at the sand and said, "Good-bye , Joe, my friend."

"Goodbye, Sullivan. We will meet again." After saying this, Jonathan had this image in his mind: a large flock of seagulls, on the shore in another time.He had already learned from practice that he was not a body of flesh and blood, but a perfect idea of ​​freedom and flight, without any limitations. Fletcher Lynd the Gull was young, but he had learned that no bird had ever been treated so roughly and so unfairly by his flock. "I don't care what they say," he thought angrily, as he flew towards the far cliff, his vision blurred. "Flying should have a bigger meaning than just flapping your wings and circling from one place to another. That's what a...a...mosquito is! I'm just kidding around Elder Seagull There's a barrel roll, and outcasts! Are they blind? Don't they see? Don't they realize how glorious it will be when we actually learn to fly?"

"I don't care what they think, what I want them to see is flying! If they drive me out as a rebel, then I will be a real rebel! I will make them regret..." A voice came into his head, although it was very soft, but it surprised him so much that he couldn't help but staggered a few times in the air. "Don't hold a grudge against them, Fletcher Gull. The other gulls were the ones who got you out. Someday they'll regret it, someday they'll understand what you now understand. Forgive them, Help them raise awareness." An inch from his right wingtip was the most brilliant white gull in the world, gliding effortlessly.Not even a feather moved.But it was almost Fletcher's top speed.

In the mind of the young seagull, a moment of confusion arose. "What happened? Am I crazy? Am I dead? What's going on?" The low, calm voice continued to speak to him in his head, demanding answers. "Fletcher Lind the Seagull, would you like to fly?" "Yes, I want to fly!" "Fletcher Lind, do you think you have flown enough to forgive the gulls, study hard, and go back to them one day and help them raise their awareness?" No matter how sad and proud Fletcher was, he felt that he could not tell a lie in front of this majestic and capable seagull. "I would," he said softly. "So, Fletcher," said the crystal bird to him, in a very kind voice, "let's start with level flight..."