PS
In the early hours of yesterday morning, something happened at home, I didn't sleep, and I went to watch the first part of the third volume, from breaking the Black Mountain to saving Tang Buluo, which was the duel with the gambling king, I don't know if it was borrowed or plagiarized, inspired by "Focus" starring Will Smith.
After breaking the Black Mountain, use a lyric to point the topic. When it came to Tang Buluo's life, the inspiration was a piece of Lu Xun's prose.
In the last bloody battle, what comes to mind is the fifth part of Final Fantasy VS Dead or Alive, the duel between Tifa and a ninja army.
Each of these points is enough to touch my emotions, so it is natural to write about it. At that time, I read Lu Xun and Han Han, and there were still human weaknesses before and after, Faust, Les Miserables, The Shawshank Redemption, Notre Dame, Pride and Prejudice, Rabble, General History of the World, Confucianism, Chinese History and Culture, Mao Xuan...... Needless to say, there are many, many text scenes that are enough to touch my heart, and after the precipitation of thinking about it day and night, it is transformed into my own thing, and it is displayed in another form in the country.
But now, I feel like I haven't calmed down to read a book for a long, long time, the last time I read the book was three months ago, I read the four generations of the same hall and the siege of the city, but these two books have not been finished, and they all say that the book needs to be read three times before I can realize the skin, and I haven't even read the skin.
What kind of state is the codeword? That is, when you think about what you want to express next, you think of a certain scene, which makes you tearful, your blood boils, and the pen is naturally like a god.
The ups and downs of this state are based on the time it takes to sink into this state. The mental state of the code word must be good, which naturally does not need to be detailed.
When you are in a good state, from the beginning to the end, emotions are surging, every word, every dialogue, is like a carefully forged steel, which can stand up to scrutiny, stand the test, and even make the extremely picky self very satisfied.
But such a state is difficult to enter, and you must think about it, imagine it, and keep the picture that moves you in your mind in all your free time.
Now, I don't have so much time left, I have free time every day, I am only tired, I want to pick up a pen, and I don't know where to start.
The reason why I am struggling may be that I can't stand the current situation of poverty, and my mind is full of mundane and indispensable money, but if I think about it, while enduring poverty cleanses the soul, gnawing on old age can easily pollute it into a monster of inferiority, self-pity, conceit, and self-deception.
I don't want much, I think a lot. When one day I can enter the state of codewords at any time, I must have gotten rid of the world and walked on the road.
At that time, I must be free!