I was forced to have nothing to eat, and I definitely didn't want to go to Bigu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but judging from the results, there is actually no difference.

When it comes to not eating, many associations often arise.

The most well-known is of course the "Zhuangzi", and the Gu Shooting Fairy recorded in "The Getaway" is often moved out. However, after all, people and gods are different, and people can not eat grains, instead of people pursuing grains. I don't know what's wrong with people now, they always get the cause and effect relationship reversed.

The two most famous people who don't eat now seem to have become a joke. I remember that these two people were one in China and one outside, and they set a record of not eating. David Bryan went on a hunger strike for 44 days, and an old Chinese medicine doctor in Sichuan went on a 49-day hunger strike. It's a pity that the former is a lie, and the latter is not a good one.

Of course, I didn't want to go without food for so long, and counting the days with my fingers crossed, twenty days or so would be about the same. With so many seniors in front of me, what am I worried about?

This is not even counting the real cultivators, those old-timers have closed up and settled, and it is possible for a few years to pass in the blink of an eye. However, my cultivation is still shallow, and I have not learned the secret art of Bigu. So instead of being ambitious, it's better to get something practical.

Kafka's The Hunger Artist comes to mind, the man who makes a living from hunger shows. The so-called art of hunger is simply not eating. Although the artist is a tragedy, his performance is forgotten, people's curiosity comes and goes quickly, and the record that shocked the world is not accurately recorded. But in my opinion, his words and deeds are a true portrayal of this world. The world needs martyrs, enlightened people, sacrifices. Artists always deserve to die, and since there is something that they don't want to give up, sooner or later there will be a day.

It seems off topic, I'm not that great. It's better to die than to live, and I remember an abused saying - live like a dog. Therefore, the artist's skills are not very applicable to me. And a word he said before his death is often overlooked. He performed the art of hunger because he couldn't find palatable food. This is, of course, a satire of reality and an expression of dissatisfaction. But I don't have any complaints, I can't find unpalatable food, even if the dumplings with rice filling, steamed buns that are softer than bread, and rice that is harder than pebbles in the cafeteria, I don't care. It's good to be able to eat, but when I'm hungry, I don't have the slightest resistance, not to mention that I'm getting more and more hungry now.

On the first day, I had breakfast, and the portions were very large. So even after only eating such a meal, I didn't feel hungry much. Of course, I haven't eaten much before, so I don't have to be counted among them.

The next day was fine, not hungry, just hungry. I also drank water just to distract myself and avoid drooling mentally and technically.

And from the third day onwards, it was troublesome. Hungry with your chest on your back, no matter how much water you drink, it doesn't work. At this time, I couldn't tell the difference between hunger and hunger, and the desire for food overrode everything. I've heard that black bears lick their palms during the winter, and I learned the same. When I'm hungry, I'll bite down hard, and the pain makes me grin. It's nothing, the point is that my mind is not very clear anymore, my mental state is not good, and my physical condition is also very bad. I slept on my desk after class, half-asleep and half-awake and too lazy to move. My stomach started to hurt, and at first it felt like there was a fire burning in my stomach, so I kept drinking water to put it out, but then it was like a ball of ice, and I froze with all the water I drank. It's just a pinprick sensation from time to time.

The fourth day was even more uncomfortable than the third, the eyes were blurry, and the ears were not easy to lose. It's just that my heart is quieter, and I gradually don't want to think about anything anymore. I couldn't concentrate at all in class, but the notes were very good, which can be considered a strange thing. Andy and the others never called me to eat together, and Gu Yue, who wanted to ask for help the most, actually took a long vacation.

This time we didn't make it ourselves, it was his father's sick leave, saying that the chronic rhinitis was very serious, and he had to use a knife to cut off the nasal polyps. Didn't he have surgery? I think so. It's a pity that my brain is not very clear at this time, and I can't figure it out.

Most students have three problems. One is the eyes, which will inevitably cause problems if they are overused. The second is chronic rhinitis, and I have always had reservations about whether it can be cured. The third is chronic enteritis, no matter what it is, it is basically difficult to cure with the word chronic.

Gu Yue became ill suddenly, her nose was completely blocked, and she couldn't breathe even if she opened her mouth wide. After being dragged to the hospital, the snot and phlegm alone were sucked out for several pounds......

I'm not exaggerating, because it's all over the city. Even doctors from Zhongfeng Central Hospital came to give us a free examination, and also gave us a lot of discounts, 7% off drugs and 80% off surgery, which touched many students.

Later, for a long time, it became fashionable to take medicine, especially traditional Chinese medicine. It's like a dwarf without taking medicine. Of course, these are all later words, so I won't mention them for the time being. After I learned that Gu Yue was sent to the hospital for rescue, my emotions were very complicated. One is regret that I can't laugh and despise him to my face, which almost drives me crazy. The second is a pity, if he is still here, I can eat with him, what kind of friendship we have, is nothing more than adding a pair of chopsticks. The third is not easy to describe, he is a cultivator, although his cultivation is still shallow, and his cultivation time is not long, but after all, he has practice. This disease is so dangerous, so what is the effect of cultivation? At the very least, a cultivator will not be sick from all diseases, right? As long as his true qi is not extinguished, and he does not intend to die and be contaminated with great poison, how can he get sick? Not to mention that he still has chronic rhinitis!

This made me very scared, and I always felt that it was not as simple as it seemed. I even suspected that he was plotted by someone else. But if there is no evidence, it is useless to say more, and it is already helpless for ordinary people to resist death and not admit it, not to mention that the cultivators involved now are all cultivators who cannot be controlled by the law.

So I was more careful not to leave the school gate, and I didn't even want to go out of the classroom. Anyway, it's all sleeping, and I want to bring the quilt to the classroom. Strange to say, from the fifth day onwards, the uncomfortable feeling gradually lessened. The first is that the stomach doesn't hurt anymore, the ice melts, and there is heating circulating in it. The mental state also began to improve, even better from hour to hour. The eyes are clearer, and even the dryness is gone. Not to mention, the ears seem to be able to hear the shouting of the street as if they were meditating. The only bad thing is the nose, I also suffer from chronic rhinitis, so my sense of smell is not very sensitive either. It's good now, it's like a dog's nose, and the smell of food is driving me crazy again.

The hunger pang vanishes, and the feeling of craving seems to be magnified to infinity.

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