This is the second side story after Seki Ai. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Same as the first side story, the author used a semicolon to turn this word into two words.

Two very heavy and heavy words.

Because of some recent events that have happened to the author, I have some feelings and feelings, although it is improvised, but it is all from the bottom of my heart.

The author regards this side story as an "argumentative essay".

Discuss what is human and what is life.

Because the author is reluctant to be a walking corpse, even if he may not understand, the author is still willing to explore and think, after all, this process is meaningful.

Said some very empty words, sorry, ashamed.

As the author said at the beginning, people and life are two people's topics.

People, how can we live "people" into "people".

The author's neighbor, an uncle who has worked in the factory all his life and is retired at home, usually sees him smiling, smiling, his little face is slightly red, and he walks tremblingly, the author always thinks that he has drunk.

turned out to be so, in fact, this old man who was always drunk was an "old bachelor".

He had a home, but that home was just a dwelling, and there was no love there, because there was no wife to accompany him, and there was no sense of fatherly love and responsibility that his son gave him, so that he indulged in the glow-in-the-dark glass of wine all day long.

By the way, he also has a drinking buddy. But that drinking buddy has a family, so how much influence family can have on a person who is idle at home after retirement and has nothing to do is another issue.

The old bachelor and his drinking friends "stick together" all day long, in the summer they drink wine under the grape trellis, chatting about the old sesame rotten grain in the work unit before, although in the seriousness of others, they are "wine Mengzi", but in the eyes of each other, they are confidants, and even "soul mates".

In their eyes, the things they discuss are more important than "national events".

They live very happily, they never care about other people's eyes, they live very freely, they do whatever they want, they indulge in the wine that anesthetizes themselves, just like their paralyzed life along the way, they are paralyzed people, but when they are born, who is not crying with feelings~~

Maybe such people are everywhere, the last thing that China lacks is people, there are too many people of all kinds, there are too many "old singles" and "wine Mengzi" in the streets and alleys, aren't they people~??Obviously yes, do they live like people~??

I can't say no, because whenever they taste wine, and then chant some poems against each other, they are also "everyone".

Maybe they and "Li Du" just can't compose poetry.

But one thing that cannot be denied is that they are enjoying life, they are enjoying life, and their method of enjoying this kind of enjoyment cannot be described by values and outlook on life, they are simply enjoying.

Because there is no real right or wrong in this world, who cares so much.

To tell this story that is not a story is to say that man, in the literal sense of the word, is a higher animal, a higher animal that rules the earth.

But to go deeper, what kind of attitude should people live in this world, is it like the old bachelors' wine Mengzi, or like the old grandmother below~!?

The existence of this grandmother may be in the 9.6 million square kilometers of China, there are thousands of them, she not only represents a person's attitude to life, but also a microcosm of a nation.

That was what happened to the author at the end of the college entrance examination.

At the beginning of July, it was the time of the scorching heat of the year, the author had nothing to do, playing at a relative's house, "the young man should work more, come, come with me to clean up the new house~~"

A word from a relative, let me be busy, listening to the words I thought it was to wipe the dust of the new house, clean and clean, I never thought that it was ~~

Floor heating.

The author, who had never seen such a large "project", was suddenly flustered, and coupled with the scorching heat of July, in that room full of cement and concrete, it was a whole morning.

Laying pipelines, pouring sand and gravel, and living cement, are very busy.

However, what impressed me the most this morning was not how to learn the whole process of installing geothermal energy, but the old woman who came to deliver sand and gravel on a rickshaw from somewhere.

It was an old woman in her seventies, with gray hair and wrinkles all crawling all over her cheeks, perhaps after years of hard work, the old woman looked more like she was in her 80s.

I envy my grandmother, at such an age, she can still do such absolutely heavy physical labor, and she still has a good figure.

I feel sorry for my grandmother. What is it that makes him stick to his "work" and earn "hard-earned money" at such an age when he is really "at home".

Later, I learned that the sons of the family are not married, and the conditions of the family are not very superior, and the money is not too little for this family.

I don't know if the main labor force in their family is this grandmother who transports sand and gravel every day, if not, then this family is a hard-working and capable family, if so, then this family is very sad.

There are too many cases like grandmothers, who work hard every day in every corner of the city for their children not to live their own lives, and they don't know how far the money they earn is from that "good life".

But as long as they work hard to make money every day, they will eat well, sleep well, and have endless motivation in life.

As the sketch says, life, life, born to work.

Life, life, is an individual, and it is necessary to live.

Indulging in the paralysis of alcohol every day, never knowing what day of the week today is a "life", running around the city every day, earning a meager income with the simplest labor, thinking about how long it is until the New Year, the children will go home for the New Year, there is hope, this is also life.

There has never been a standard definition of human life, and we don't know what kind of life is happy.

Maybe my "tirade" will not be able to come up with a perfect explanation in the end.

Life seems to have come to a topic from a high-level philosophical perspective.

The author has also been observing all kinds of people to discover what kind of relationship exists between people and life.

What is the meaning of life, whether it is to eat enough and not be hungry, or to wear too much and not be cold, or to sleep too much and not be sleepy.

The road to simplicity may be these things.

The Declaration of Human Rights suddenly came to mind.