Chapter 9 Chapter 1 Love After Great Changes

So far, I haven't mentioned Nettie at all.I've put my personal story far and wide.I have always wanted to tell you about the effect of the Great Change on the basic structure of human life, of the suddenly magnificent mornings of the Great Change, of the intense, omnipresent light of the Great Change, and of the effect of the Great Change on the human soul. Before the cataclysm, as far as I can remember, my whole life was tormented in darkness, and good things were fleeting like dim lightning, and otherwise, life was nothing but pain and gloom.However, in an instant, the pain was washed away and disappeared.So, I walked in this wonderful world suspiciously but excitedly.

The world is wonderful, ever-changing, satisfying, and full of opportunities.If I had the musical talent, I would make the Worldwide theme louder and bigger.Finally, let the piece sublimate to the ecstatic apex of triumph and joy.The music should begin on a bright morning, full of pride, full of hope, full of joy when something unexpected happens, full of joy that hard struggle is rewarded.This music is like flowers in full bloom, like seeing children playing happily, like a mother holding her first-born baby with tears of happiness in her eyes, like a city being built to the rhythm of the music, like a flying ship The ship just built and waiting to be launched with colorful flags, the bow of the ship slammed the champagne bottle, and the joyful foam flew to the ocean for the first time.In the sound of the big music, all people should be full of hope, full of confidence, and move forward radiantly.In the end, the triumphant march of hope will pass through the open gates of the world with the sound of drums and the flying of flags.

Then, out of the joyous dim light, came the somewhat uncharacteristic Nettie. She came to me again.I feel that the sky is suitable, as if I have seen an incredible thing that I have not seen for a long time. She came back, Feral with her.It looked very strange at first, I couldn't see clearly, like something was diffuse, and she looked a little weird. When I saw her pass the faded broken glass of the window of the post office and general store in Monton, she looked in hesitantly. It was the second day of the upheaval, and I was telegraphing for Melmont.He is making arrangements to leave Downing Street.

At first, I saw both of them as strange figures, the glass deforming their hands and altering their posture and gait.I felt the need to say "Peace" to them, so I headed for the door that was ringing harshly. When they saw me, they stopped suddenly. Feral yelled, as if he had been looking for me, "There you are!" Then Nettie called my name too. I go to them.As I did so, my renewed understanding of the universe had completely changed me. I seem to be meeting them for the first time.How beautiful, how refined, how reasonable they were!It was as if I had never seen them before.

In fact, I kept paying attention to them when my self-interested passions drove me crazy.They also saw the universal darkness, realized the smallness of the past, and they also shared the joy of the new world. Now, Nettie and her lover, who was very serious about Nettie, suddenly joined me again.This change, which opens people's hearts, allows love to spread infinitely.In fact, it has made love infinitely broad and magnificent.She walked into the sweet dream I had reconstructed in my mind and took possession of it completely. A strand of hair brushed her cheek.Her lips parted slightly, revealing her characteristic sweet smile.There was a look of surprise in her eyes, and there was a look of welcome in her vision, and at the same time, there was infinite courage and friendship in her eyes.

I held her hand, and a feeling of wonder filled my body. "I wanted to kill you," I said openly, trying to hold on to the thought.Now, however, the idea is as non-existent as piercing the stars or destroying the sun. "Then we were looking for you," Ferrer said, "and were nowhere to be found. . . . We heard another shot." I looked up at him, and Nettie withdrew his hand. Just then, I remembered how they fell together.Something must have woken Nettie next to someone at dawn.I could imagine them snuggling up, holding hands, as I glanced at them in the thick of the gas.During the great change, the green gas spread its black wings like an eagle to cover their staggering steps.So, they fell, and then they woke up again - loving and loving each other in the morning of heaven.Who can tell how brightly the sun shines on them?Who can tell how beautiful the colorful flowers are and how beautiful the chirping of birds is?

... This is what I was thinking at the time, but my mouth was saying: "I threw the gun away when I woke up." After saying that without expression, my thinking stopped, and I said again Some crap: "I'm glad I didn't kill you guys. Wonderful, great..." "I'm going back to Clayton the day after tomorrow," I said, and then, leaving the subject, said, "I've been here taking shorthand for Melmont. But now, that's going to end too..." Neither of them spoke, and although it was all over now that it didn't make much sense, I told something about the situation.

"Melmont is going to Downing Street, where he still has some of his stuff. So, he doesn't need me. . . . Of course, you may think it's a little weird that I'm with Melmont. You know, I'm Met him suddenly after waking up. I was on the trail and found him with a broken ankle.  …I'm going to Fall to help with a report. So, I'm glad to see you two again Ma'am." My voice was a little sluggish, "Farewell to you two, and I wish you all peace and happiness." That's what goes through my mind when I see them through the window of the grocery store.But that's not what I feel when I say it.I keep talking because there is a gap whenever I stop.I was beginning to find it difficult to break up with Nettie.What I said sounded a little out of character.So, I stopped.We stared at each other wordlessly.

I think it's what I find the most.I was the first to discover how little the upheaval changed my nature.In the face of the magical world, I completely forgot about the love I once had, but only for a while.Nothing in my nature was lost, only my analytical and self-control became stronger.I have many new interests.That green air passes and our minds are cleaned and rearmed.But, we are still us.Although life is newer and better, what attracts me has not changed.My heightened perception of Nettie's attraction to me grew stronger and more vivid.The contact with her eyes immediately revived my desire.But this time the passion generated was not crazier but more rational.

I put her hand down.I think it would be unwise to break up with the current relationship.But, very strangely, I remember being rather happy that night in Birmingham City.I remember being uninterested. The reason I spent that night in Birmingham was because the train time had changed and I couldn't go on.I went to the park to hear the band play.They are playing an old piece of music.I chatted with someone.He was a reporter for a local tabloid.He was very zealous in following all plans for reconstruction.These plans will become reality.I realized that with his words I started dreaming loftily again.By moonlight we walked to a place called Burnel.We talked about the new social aggregations that must replace the separate families of the past, and how people got housing.

The place in Burnell is associated with housing.A private manufacturing company has been planning to change the housing conditions of their workers here.Looking at it from my point of view today, it is the most common act of charity.At the time, it was extremely unusual and well-known.Many people travel long distances to visit these neat and beautiful houses.There is a kitchen with a bath in the house, and various other dazzling structures. Things are interesting, but also kind of boring.As I lay in bed that night, thinking of Nettie, of Nettie's strange change of choice, of many things, I began to pray.Let me be honest, I prayed for the image in my mind that night.That image is to me a symbol of something strange. Before and after I prayed, I imagined myself talking to Nettie again, arguing with Nettie, dating Nettie... She never walked into the ideal hall with me.