Chapter 53 10 of Hearts...A clown who will never be destroyed by time will forever roam the earth...

Lying in my room at the Varadero Mini Hotel after reading the last pages of Bun's book, my moods were so high that I couldn't sleep for a long time.This "mini" hotel seems to be less cramped.It is connected with the surrounding city of Como, forming part of an extremely vast world. I have expected the whereabouts of the clown after leaving the magic island.The dwarf that father and son met at the roadside garage was the sly fellow who slipped out of the boat shed in the port of Marseilles and has been wandering the world ever since.Never settled anywhere.One day he will appear in this village, and the next day he will go to another city.The only thing that concealed his real identity was his thin suit, but underneath it he still wore the purple clown suit with bells.With such a dress, how can he move into an ordinary community? If he has lived in one place for too long, if he hasn’t moved in ten or twenty years, or even a hundred years, won’t it be suspicious? ?The bun book mentioned that on the magic island, even if the clown ran and rowed all day long, he would not feel tired like ordinary people.As far as I can tell, he followed us all the way after our father and son met him on the Swiss border.He can jump on a moving train at any moment.

Dare I say, since the little card game of Escape from Magic Island, the Joker has been enjoying himself in a massive, worldwide card game.While on the island, he has special tasks to complete.Now, running around in our world, he also has a major mission: he has to remind humans from time to time that they are the darlings of the Creator, full of vigorous vitality, but they don't know themselves too well. One year he lives in Alaska or the Caucasus; the next year, maybe he will move to Africa or Tibet.This week he's by the harbor in Marseilles; next week he might be in Venice's Piazza San Marco.

Now, the lines of "The Harlequin Game" are finally assembled.How comforting it was to see those lines that Hans had forgotten form a wonderful whole. Hans missed the line of one of the four kings of playing cards: "From generation to generation, forever roamed the earth a clown who will never be destroyed by time." I wish my father could read that line, because Dad always felt that time was ruthless, and the power of time swept away everything in the world, and no one could be spared.The truth is not so pessimistic - there are indeed some things in the world that time cannot destroy.The clown card in Frod's playing cards has taken the form of a human being and wandered around the world. It has gone through countless generations without even losing a single baby tooth.

I finally realized that human beings' joy and curiosity about "survival" will never disappear.This innocent heart may only be owned by a few people, but it is definitely not something that can be destroyed by time.As long as human beings and history continue to exist, let the clown play to his heart's content, this innocent heart will be revealed in the world from time to time.There was Socrates in ancient Athens; there are our father and son in the town of Arendal now.No doubt there were other clowns in other times and in other places, though not many of our kind. In "The Clown's Game," Hans hears the last line spoken by the King of Spades—a king who is so irritable that he recites the line three times: "He who sees through fate must bear the torment of fate. "

Perhaps the words were addressed to the Joker, for he had to live through centuries of vagabondage.However, in the long process of reading Bun's book, I also gradually saw my destiny.Can other people see their own destiny in the same way? Our life on earth is short, but what sustains us is a common history that transcends individual lives.They come to the world for a while, not just to live for their own lives. When we visit Athens or the ancient city of Delphi, we walk around and get a feel for the lives of the past. Looking out of the hotel window, I could see the darkness of the backyard, but my mind was full of stars.At this moment, I seem to have just received the baptism of human history.This is a great card game.Today, there is only one left in our family's card game that has yet to be found.

Will we meet Grandpa in Dulf? Will Grandmother have arrived in Dulf to reunite with the old baker? The blue dawn is beginning to shine into the dark hotel backyard.I finally fell on the bed and fell asleep with all my clothes on.