Chapter 2 Book

Looking at Mars on Mars, the city of Mars is like the Hanging Gardens of ancient Babylon.Similar to the dream of Babel, the dream of hanging gardens is also flourishing in the cities of Mars.The whole city is a huge whole, with smooth lines of houses layered on top of each other, platforms and colonnades connecting each other one after another, blooming flowers and lush grass can be seen everywhere under the glass dome, green and crystal clear. The urban layout of Mars has a beautiful geometric structure, like a series of patterns drawn with a ruler, which are integrated and glittering in the sunlight.Looking down from the air, the most prominent thing is the central building in the center of each community, which is scattered throughout the city, like sleeping giants or birds with wings folded, echoing each other in different postures.They are usually far above the surroundings, like the tall cathedrals in the center of every town in the Middle Ages.Paths surround them and extend to all directions. Triangles and circles are inscribed with each other, and the banner-like pedestrian streets form scattered light.Residential houses are often hexagonal courtyards, adjacent to each other, one layer after another stretches continuously, paving a vast ocean, and the tooth-shaped path slides in front of them and extends to the next community.

There is no visual center in the whole city. There are a series of small towers in the north, a row of huge slopes in the south, a large pasture in the west, and nine giant cylindrical water towers in the east.The tunnel car is above the continuous roof, looking down from a high altitude, it is like a painting of smooth and unrestricted curves, with a dense design but no entanglement. Such a city is an homage to mathematics.Most developed ancient civilizations admired mathematics.The Sumerian civilization was superb in mathematics and invented the sexagesimal system that is still in use today; the pyramids of the Egyptian civilization are the pinnacle of geometry; and the Greek civilization believed that numbers are the universe; the harmony of numbers represents the true beauty of the universe.Mars is a city drawn in the desert, a dream created from nothing, and the geometry on the earth is infinitely close to Plato's biscuit.

Another similarity between Mars and ancient civilizations is the development of astronomy.Exposed in the almost unobstructed space, their eyes have been facing the deep and dark cosmic sky from the beginning.The night sky is the day, and the darkness is the light.They understand the night sky as the inhabitants of the mountains understand the mountains, and the inhabitants of the coast understand the sea. Mathematics and astronomy are Martian beacons, and every Martian knows their importance.It's just that their spiritual core is completely different from that of ancient civilizations.They do not use astronomy to guess God's will, nor do they use mathematics to approach God's grace. They just love precision and the proper and true expression of the universe.This is also a concept of God.They are a race without gods, and only an objective and streamlined sense of accuracy can make them trust and rely deeply on each other.

Such internal logic is rarely mentioned by ordinary people.But Rainey always knew it.He is a man of history. ※※※ Looking at Mars from the earth, Mars is not a real existence, but an abstract barrenness, laid out in a low-key manner among books.Luo Ying can only see it in the library, in the library where no one cares, find it among the tall wooden bookshelves, open the book page, see it mixed with the cosmic explosion, the Roman Empire and the steam locomotive, drawn in densely packed fonts In the center of the bronzing dictionary, the surface is desolate and rough. One corner is cut off, revealing layers of geological structures. Numbers are marked on the side, and arrows are used to point out the source of every pothole in its body. It is displayed like an anatomical specimen. Internal scars.

The pages on display are displayed quietly, time is wiped out among the bookshelves, races migrate on the way back of wild geese, weapons collide, and machines run crazily.Fighting, rebellion and glory, mud and blood mixed, the words between the lines are noisy, and the history is mixed. In the quiet library under the sun, it turns into dust that shatters at the touch of a touch, fragile, dark, and no one cares about it.The world turns into numbers, abstract faces, and non-existent illusions in small words.Luo Ying's Mars is among them.She was born and raised in its arms, but it turned into cartoon-like gray dust on the book.

That, too, is the worship of objectivity, a cold and arrogant objectivity that speaks in an objective tone, speaks judgments, leaves no room for contestation, and leaves no room for shame.It told Luo Ying, look, this is your world, a simple and barren thing, a gray ugly dust. Most people seldom pay attention to these stories, but Luo Ying has been silently paying attention.She is a person looking for history. ※※※ In a corner of the desert palace, Luo Ying was sitting in a wheelchair, her slender figure was like a bird perched on the majestic wall of the palace. Theoretically speaking, Luo Ying is the princess of Mars, but she doesn't embrace like the ancient princesses.She can't sigh "Life is boring" like Princess Semilas with a sad face, nor can she dismiss the treasure like Bao Si, the ice beauty.No one built a huge city for her, and no one lit a distant beacon for her.She is a lonely princess.Her brother and grandfather were furiously debating engineering policy in the Senate, while her friends were making their difficult homecomings in their studios.

If in ancient times, she would have been sitting in the sunny rose garden, showing a sweet and coquettish smile, and lazily telling the adventures of her years of travel to the loyal and handsome guard with a sword.But she is not in ancient times.She lives in the most realistic Mars.In front of her is a small shallow pool on the roof of the hospital. There are few people. The ground is smooth frosted glass, painted with large milky white and beige diamond patterns, and a column with a diameter of three meters is supporting a vast giant glass wall. , There are control lights along the wall on the ground, and you have to turn on the bright and warm lights by yourself.

There were no knights with her, only the occasional company of Dr. Rainey.She watches the sunset alone every day.If there are no patients, Rainey comes to accompany her. The habit of watching the sunset is formed on Earth.The setting sun on Mars is straightforward and simple, the white sun sinks into the ground in the black starry sky, there is no lingering clouds, no light disappearing from cold to warm, only the surrounding things sink into the darkness bit by bit, and the distant mountains in the setting sun In the afterglow, it becomes a dark silhouette, deep, wide and majestic, thick and gentle.Although it is different from the earth, Luo Ying still likes it.When she watched the sunset, she would become quiet, and even her memories would be quiet.

Rainey would sometimes sit next to her, with his back against the huge glass wall, listening to her slow, hesitant recollections. "The first time I heard someone say that grandpa is a dictator, my first reaction was shock and insult. Not only because grandpa is a relative, people have an instinctive sense of dignity to maintain relatives, but more importantly, Grandpa has always been a hero of Mars. I can think of him being called an enemy by people on Earth, but I didn’t expect him to be called a cold-blooded tyrant. The two are different. Being called an enemy by people on Earth does not prevent Grandpa from being a hero of Mars, but If he is a tyrant, he is the enemy of Mars."

"Which one do you believe in?" "I don't know. I've kept the question until now. No one dared to ask." "why?" "Because of a ridiculous sense of shyness and fear. I am afraid of being told the truth that I don't want to hear in person. I can neither deny nor admit it. I am afraid that I will not know how to react at that time." Rainey paused and said, "It's not funny, not funny at all." Luo Ying looked at Rui Ni, raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and showed a grateful smile.She didn't know Rainey well, but she dared to tell him this because of his tolerance.She felt a deep stillness about Rainey that she wished for.He was rarely impatient, and he was calm and forgiving when explaining things to her.Occasionally, when she was angry and sad, he would dismantle the causes and consequences behind the incident for her, and let her moving slowly dissolve in a long and natural river.Such dismantling makes people feel calm, like a tree on a snow-capped mountain that does not fall with the wind.

Luo Ying felt that Reni was not like an ordinary doctor, but more like a writer.She often saw him writing at the window.A small rectangular table, nothing but a notebook and a desk lamp.He was thinking for a long time and focused on the problem, with his hands on his tightly closed mouth, and occasionally raised his head, his round glasses were facing out of the window, slightly reflecting the distant light.She felt that if there was anyone who could tolerate her doubts, it would be Rainey.When she wanted to tell something, the quality she most hoped for the listener on the opposite side was calmness. He might not have to guide anything, but he would not teach anything. "As early as the second month of my arrival on Earth, there was one thing that surprised me and caught me off guard." Luo Ying paused, falling into the picture of memories.The first year on Earth was the most confusing for her. "When I first arrived on Earth, it was my dance troupe who helped me contact the rented house. It was on the 90th floor of the Pyramid Building. The room was very large and comfortable. The landlord was an old lady who lived alone, rich and elegant. That was my first As a landlord, I was careful to be polite, and the old lady was very polite. I spent the first month of quiet time. "At a dinner in the second month, I mentioned life on Mars, and the old lady suddenly asked in amazement: 'Are you a Martian?' "I was surprised and said: 'Yeah. Don't you know?' "'No idea,' she said, 'I know you're in the dance company. But we never ask our tenants about their backgrounds.' "After she finished explaining, she suddenly made a reaction that surprised me. As she spoke, she became emotional, with loving and sad eyes in her eyes, holding my hand, and caring about my various aspects with unprecedented enthusiasm. Trifles of life. "From that day on, she treated me very well. She often held me in her arms like a child, bought me a lot of delicious food, and took me out to introduce me to the earth. I don't know the reason for this sudden kindness, but I I am very touched. Seeing that my identity can arouse such friendly care, I am faintly proud of my bloodline. "Until one day, her unintentional expression suddenly made me understand the real reason for this change. "That day she looked at me and murmured unintentionally: 'How could such a good child be born on Mars.' "I was instantly amazed. Even though I'm young, I can hear the meaning of the words. "I quickly asked: 'Why do you say that?' "She looked at me compassionately: 'I heard that you have been forced to do child labor by the government since you were ten years old?' "At that moment, the blood in my whole body began to freeze. I suddenly understood the meaning of the old lady's compassionate eyes. It was a kind of pity for children who walked out of the tragic fate of beggar groups and orphanages, because I sympathized with them. I was born in a bad background and living environment, revealing a warm and kind but unintentionally superior charity. I suddenly don’t know what to say. Based on what I have learned from my thirteen years of growing up on Mars, I have always believed that Mars is a more advanced country than Earth. How could a more developed and better civilized world suddenly become a place like a beggar group and an orphanage in her impression, so that people could feel pity to such an extent? I don’t know what went wrong. "I later moved out of that room. The landlady's kindness made me feel hard to face. I wrote down the kindness in my diary and remembered gratitude in my heart, but I didn't think I could face that kind of pity." After Luo Ying finished speaking, she looked down at her hands.When she was a child, she thought that what she was most afraid of facing was the hostility of others, but later she gradually discovered that what was more difficult for her to face was compassion, a kind of compassion that the other party offered when she didn't ask for it. Rainey has been listening intently, did not interrupt. Seeing her stop, he crossed his hands, thought for a while and asked, "I guess, she's talking about course selection and internship?" "Yes." Luo Ying nodded, "I didn't realize it until the third year. That's what I meant. At that time, I really wanted to go to her to explain it clearly. It's just that I was already on the other side of the earth at that time, and I never saw her again. passed her." "She may have forgotten, too." "Yes. Such things are only clearly remembered in my heart." Luo Ying stopped again, thought for a while, and then said: "Actually, I can't think clearly about this matter myself. I just understand the reason for her words, but I don't know how to evaluate them. I don't like her words, But I have to admit that her words have her truth. "There is another time, the one about the creative contest." Creative contest.Luo Ying stopped and said the word silently once in her heart.She couldn't forget the word. The creativity competition is the most important competition for Martian children. It is held every three years and covers all teenagers between the ages of 14 and 20. There is no limit to the form or subject matter, only creativity.Each group submits one work, and only compare which one has the most novel idea and the most ingenious realization.Good technologies and ideas may be directly selected as key projects for the future of the country to be realized. Idea contests always catch the attention of all girls.They had all looked forward to it with enthusiasm when they were children.In addition to the love fairy tales of princes and princesses, their biggest wish is to be on the stage of the creative competition, whether as contestants or as fairy girls holding wreaths.Those girls dressed up as Greek goddesses in long skirts, and announced the ownership of the golden apples in a solemn tone.They sat in front of the screen, on the railing by the side of the ranch, resting their chins on their hands, dreaming.They wholeheartedly look forward to the day when they can be on the stage.That period of time was as simple and joyful as a watercolor painting, with a single direction. It was the first balloon she brought to earth, and the first one to burst. "This can be regarded as another shock I encountered on Earth." Luo Ying paused for a while and continued, "When I set off to Earth, I still admired that kind of glory. I carried a small notebook with me. Draw illustrations and messy annotations, plan to learn along the way, and learn new things to bring back to Mars to participate in the idea contest. The wish is like a balloon, floating in the back of my luggage. In the first year on earth, I did Seriously put the plan in the small book into practice bit by bit. I learned to use the Internet and searched for novel and strange products on the Internet. I didn’t understand the principle, but I wrote down the instructions. I even sneaked into the classroom of the university and mixed with the students , Write down the concepts that you don't understand, in case you need them. "It was at one college that my balloon popped. "At that time, I was talking to a girl in the classroom. That girl was a few years older than me. She was smoking a cigarette in class and had an air of indifference. I wanted to ask her about the concept of a chemical term, and she replied, Ask me why I wanted to learn this at such a young age. I explained, and the girl became very interested, and asked why we entered the competition and how much money the winner would get. I said there was no money, and she asked how much the winning work could be sold for. I said It cannot be sold for money, nor can it improve individuals, but it can get more opportunities to show others. If it can be used for urban construction, it is a supreme honor. "Hearing this, the girl laughed twice, smiled softly, and asked me: 'Since this is the case, is this kind of competition purely for contribution?' "I froze and didn't know how to answer. "The girl leaned her head back on the chair, looked at me with a smile and said, 'You guys are so interesting, don't you know how to protect your rights when the government extracts your wisdom for nothing?' "I was stunned, not understanding what she meant. I was confused at first, then a little panicked. I just felt that the colorful balloon started to leak suddenly, which made me feel very discouraged, but I couldn't stop it, there was nothing I could do .” She looked at Rainey and asked, "Dr. Rainey, why don't things turn out the way we first thought?" Rui Ni sat beside Luo Ying, with his hands crossed on his knees, as if thinking about how to explain for a while, his eyes narrowed, as if looking for a focus in the air, and after a while he said slowly: "These things Well, sometimes it’s like this: people living in one civilization look at the things around them, one thing after another, separate things, but when another civilization looks at it, it always likes to look at it from the regime, Explain everything in this civilization from the point of view of the regime." "Is that how it should be interpreted?" Reni paused and said, "I can only say that under normal circumstances, people in this civilization don't think so." Luo Ying glanced at the setting sun outside the window, the setting sun carried the sadness far away from the horizon.Then she turned her head and looked steadily into Dr. Rainey's eyes.Rainey's eyes were dark, their silver frames lit by the setting sun. "Doctor Rainey, do you know how to get into the archives?" "You want to enter the archives?" "Yes. I want to check some previous information. About my family, about grandpa, about grandpa's father." "Didn't your family tell you?" "No. I was young when my parents died, and my brother seldom talked about it with me." She hesitated and said, "As for grandpa, I'm a little afraid to ask." There are many things Luo Ying wants to ask, but most of them she dare not ask directly.Many people on the earth told her that grandpa was able to be the governor because his father had been a dictator with all powers.Passing on the throne is the commonality of all dictators from ancient times to the present.They spoke eloquently, with both voice and emotion.But she didn't dare to ask these words, nor did she want to ask.Her grandfather's blood was flowing on her body, and her doubts could not be turned into direct verbal inquiries. Facing her grandfather, she could not open her mouth. She looked at Reni expectantly, biting her lip slightly. "Procedurally speaking," Rainey replied calmly, "there are two ways. One is to apply to the archives with a letter of authorization from the History Studio, stating that the search for materials is needed for research. A qualified person issues an authorization statement, authorizing a personal representative to enter temporarily or permanently to make inquiries on his behalf." "Who is a qualified person?" "The governor, the supreme elders of each system, and the three justices who review the system." Luo Ying was sad for a moment. These people were people she didn't want to directly question now, and it was difficult for them to authorize her. "Then I'm afraid I can't get in," she whispered. Rui Ni was silent for a moment, and then said after a while: "Actually, I also have qualifications." "you?" "Yes." Rainey nodded, "Your grandfather gave me long-term authorization." "My grandpa? Why?" "Because he knows that I am sorting out some historical materials and needs to find relevant past events." "You write history?" "right." "Aren't you a doctor? Why write history?" "A little hobby in my spare time." "Do you have a close relationship with my grandfather?" "It can't be considered very close, but I promised your grandfather some things back then, and he agreed to my request in return." "What's the matter?" "Something about engineering." Luo Ying was a little curious and wanted to ask clearly, but seeing that Rui Ni didn't intend to continue explaining, she knew that it was not easy to ask, so she stopped asking.Renee is closer to her family than she imagined, and seems to know more past events that she doesn't know, which she didn't expect. "Then can you write me a power of attorney?" She pondered for a moment, staring at Rui Ni and said, "Can you entrust me to go once temporarily? Just once." "In principle, it is possible." Reni looked into her eyes, but did not agree immediately, but asked slowly, "But, have you ever thought about why you must pursue the past?" "Think about it...a little bit." "why?" "I think it's because I want to find myself." Luo Ying searched all the inner thoughts in recent days, and said as frankly as possible, "My brother once said that I don't need to be too attached to the past, but I just can't let it go. I want to know What makes me who I am now, and if it's the world around me, what makes this world. If I don't know the past, I can't make choices about the future." "I understand." Renee nodded, "I accept this reason." Luo Ying breathed a sigh of relief: "So, you agree?" "Yes, I agree." Luo Ying smiled gratefully at Rui Ni, who had a gentle face.She didn't continue asking, and Rainey didn't continue talking.Silence enveloped them.Rui Ni pushed Luo Ying's wheelchair and moved it two inches to the side, allowing her to continue to bathe in the light of the setting sun.Surrounded by stars, the sun disappears inch by inch. Although there is no sunset glow, it has a very simple magnificence.Mars is like a lonely lover turning his cheeks, reluctant to leave but never staying, saying goodbye to the warmth of the light, leaving the light behind.Luo Ying seemed to see a smoke-like past in the boundless land, just like a movie running on the wilderness, she saw the last ray of light in the phantom. When the light finally disappeared, Luo Ying asked softly: "Dr. Rui Ni, I have always wanted to ask, can history really be written? I feel more and more that everyone can write a set of history that sounds correct." "That's right," Rainey said, "and that's why it's worth writing about." "Then will we also be written in the book in the future?" "Yes. All will be written in the book eventually." Rui Ni pushed Luo Ying to the edge of the roof, and the roof finally entered a complete night.Under the light of the stars, the rooftop can see the most expansive land, which is rough and barren and stretches for thousands of kilometers.The mountains, rivers and valleys of Mars have much larger scales and steeper lines than those on Earth, just like their cities and night sky, which are straightforward and unobstructed. ※※※ Rainey is writing a tentative history. There are many ways to write history, such as chronicle, biographical history or event history.But what Rainey wrote was none of those things.He didn't know what to call his writing, but perhaps he should call it a history of words.His protagonists are not temporal event figures, but abstract words.He doesn't care much about the objective sense of data of the narrative, nor does he think that individual characters can express his concerns.He hopes to use a logical line to connect these time events and characters into a real play.They performed unintentionally, but unexpectedly achieved coherence. He is currently writing a history of liberty.He has written the history of creation and communication, this time he wants to write the history of freedom and freedom. He has a complicated attitude towards the country he lives in.The events of ten years ago still left disturbing memories in his heart, but he knew that the original intention of the founder of the country was not to make the country an automatic machine.They risked their lives to abandon the earth's supply, leave that place, and seek independence and spiritual wealth data sharing. There is only one temptation, and that is freedom.Without the support of this belief, the battle with an outnumbered enemy will not last until the end.The current country has current problems, but the original intention was once very simple. Rainey spends many hours each day reading and writing.His work in the hospital is not busy, just a neurology researcher, not a formal medical doctor.He studies the nervous system and physiomechanical structures, and develops new medical instruments, but he does not belong to a fixed laboratory, nor does he have his own working group and project funding.The daily budget prevented him from doing huge projects, so he couldn't get great results.The disadvantages and advantages of this limitation are obvious.The disadvantage is that there is no future, and the advantage is that it gives him a lot of time outside of work.He spent long hours each day walking alone, reading, sculpting and writing. It is three kilometers from his apartment to the hospital, and it takes a minute to get there by tunnel car, but he walks there every day, sits down in the garden in the middle of the street passing by, and sits on a bench to observe the trees opposite.The garden was full of trees, and the wonders of nature made him prefer to be alone.It's not that he refuses to interact with people, it's just that there are few people who can associate with him at any time in daily life.He doesn't care too much about it, because he doesn't like the bitterness that comes with remembering it. He wrote, and it gave him great pleasure.It made most of the bitter moments in his life easy to get through.Over time, he became dependent on writing.Only when he is immersed in the vast and complex historical database, can he spend every lonely day without distraction and determination.He was a punished man who couldn't ask for more in many ways. Rainey loves word games.He picked them out of life, planted them on paper, and built a human stage around them.It has become a habit of his that the replacement of words and words directly brings about the replacement of the appearance of life.He has had this habit since he was a child.He had a set of vocabulary toys in his childhood, which had a profound influence on the formation of his thinking.During his lonely childhood, that set of toys gave him unlimited imagination and companionship. Rainey's father was a silent war veteran, and Rainey was an only son.He was born in the seventh year after the war, and his mother left home when he was four, and Rainey couldn't see her face clearly, not even in his dreams.Rui Ni's father is a tolerant and open-minded honest man. He didn't complain. He just sat on the floor under the verandah and said to the four-year-old Rui Ni: Things and things are not the distance between people. They have their own maps, and there is no difference between distance and distance. cents.Father arranged metal dishes into a strategic sand table, sat in the morning and evening line and sang in a low voice, and he rarely disciplined Rainey since then.The parting between him and his wife turned into every parting in that era, and in the gaze after grief, it transformed into an abstract musical score with stars as notes.Since then, Little Rui Ni has grown up in an environment where no one controls him. The biggest influence on Rainey's development was that set of toys.He played alone as a child, sitting on the polished floor of the self-catering kitchen, building castles and ship cannons by himself.It is an ordinary building toy, which contains various building blocks, just like building materials, which can be connected with each other. Each small block has a word written on it to help literacy.Rainey was with them from the age of two to eleven.He marveled at their wonderful quality, words supporting each other.Courage is a long straight rod, which looks very beautiful. He can connect it with simplicity and build a small tower, but when he wants to make the tower wider and bigger, he finds that he can only make courage lie flat , otherwise it will definitely get in the way, and it will be difficult for other pieces of material to be inserted smoothly.He studied the shape of those words and tried various combinations and multiple usages.It was magical and fun for him as a young boy.He puts as much energy into his homework and family.It became a solitary game within him.Even when he grows up, he still sees those words.Sitting under the podium and listening to a speech, you will see a city standing on the podium, with a stick sticking out to echo and hanging many sticks of ridicule, in order to block the canopy-like panic in the city and the disorganized knowledge. . He grew up slowly, and his inner gamification became more and more quiet day by day.He has thought many times about how to describe the years that this country has experienced, about recording the facts spoken by witnesses, about using data and charts to analyze and compare, and about compiling the most detailed details year after year, but He finally chose words.In his view, only around the words can we see the choices and struggles of each person clearly. Whether history can be written or not, Rainey does not easily draw conclusions.He knows that history depends on the looking eye.Eyes determine voice, eyes determine mouth. History always has the appearance of water in the vast books.In the eyes of some people with a linear view of history, history is like a river rushing forward word by word, as if a god has dug out the end of fate and the way of people.In their view, the existence of Mars is a kind of precise socialism that has never been realized by human beings before. It is an inevitable change after technology reaches a certain level of development. It is the first real presentation of utopian dreams, and it is completely new on the arrow of time.In the eyes of some people with a cyclical view of history, history is just a magnificent fountain with a gorgeous appearance and an empty interior. After the water is sprayed, it falls back to the bottom of the pool.In their eyes, the story of Mars is just a repetition of exploration, development, independence, and consolidation of rule that have been repeated many times in history. People rebelled after developing a new world, and the rebellious people became oppressive lords again.In the eyes of some nihilistic people, history is always just a corner of reality, and reality is a silent deep sea. What people can see are only white waves turning up on the surface, and the countless details that cannot be seen are the ocean currents that make up the main body. .They believe in the contingency of various events, and do not believe in the interpretation of later generations. They believe that a man named Sloan actually committed an accidental murder at an accidental time, but it was misunderstood by later generations as an inevitable historical cause and effect brewing for a long time.In the end, in the eyes of those who are thorough in the law of the jungle, history is just many converging jets in the void, colliding and fighting, survival and destruction, the strong continue, and the weak disappear.They believe that history is true, but there is no destiny, no law, only strength and strength colliding with each other, without any philosophy and social system involved, but when the local military strength of Mars is strong enough to defeat the earth's army, the war will begin. That's the end. Regardless of the truth, Rainey believes that, of all existence, water droplets are the most difficult to tell the face of clear water. ※※※ Rainey likes to read.The advantage of reading is that it makes lonely people less lonely. If those years and years of living alone didn’t cause Rainey too much self-harm and resentment, it’s because he found a similar resonance in other history writers throughout history.It does not refer to the classic historians who are proficient in scholastic theology and to record human achievements for the glory of God, nor does it refer to the poets who have been continued by modern novelists since Homer and express epic romantic legends to the public, but refer to a special history of the ancient East. The author, personal writing, lonely and frustrated, serious and objective, but full of his own traces.In them, Rainey saw his own shadow. And Luo Ying likes to read. For her, reading is not lonely but lonely. Luo Ying knew from a young age that her name was destined to be connected with the fate of the entire land because of her ancestors' deeds.But she didn't know whether this connection was a kind of glory or a kind of bitterness.She read the stories of other princesses in the book, and found that they were much simpler and firmer than her, and therefore much happier than her. She had read about Ede beside Monte Cristo, her father was a brilliant hero, except for the arrogance of the alien race and the betrayal of the villain, nothing could damage the eternity of her father as the commander of the nation.She also read about Valeria next to Sulla. The Roman dictator in front of her was shameless and brutally persecuting slaves, while the gladiator leader of the uprising opposite was brave, just, handsome and strong, so she could join in without hesitation. Teams against tyrant rule.However, whether it is loyalty or betrayal, they are passionate and decisive, so they are so charming.She could imagine lines in their mouths like, "Oh Father, I will always love you no matter how hard it gets" and "No, tyrant, no matter how hard it gets, I will overthrow you." ". But she couldn't do it herself.She is not an ancient princess.She lives in Mars, the reality of the twenty-second century.She does not know what the world around her is like, so she cannot determine her attitude.This feeling made her alone.She feels that hesitant and troubled faces are destined to be unbeautiful, but if she wants to be faithful to the facts, she has to hesitate about her attitude. She didn't find resonance in the princess's book, but found it in some traveler's book. "The desert's first impression is nothing but emptiness and silence, because it has no love for capricious lovers. An ordinary village in its own home would shun us, too, if we did not fight for it. Leave the rest of the world alone. You cannot understand why it is the home of some without entering into its traditions, and knowing its enemies." Yes, she is.She didn't understand the meaning of her hometown until she left home, and her hometown avoided her because of this.She understands now that she only really had Mars as a child.At that time she was living the same life year after year and didn't know any other way of reading it.She is immersed in the customs of her hometown, shows no mercy to its enemies and enemies, is never in a hurry, and is willing to give up the whole universe for it.Only then is the hometown truly the hometown.She understood the meaning between the lines.When a traveler writes such a sentence, he is destined to be far away from home. Luo Ying closed the book and looked at the dark blue and orange cover of the book. wind.sand.stars. She read the words, and all the treasures of Mars.