Adventures in Heaven Chapter 17 (Liangchuan Gakumuraichi)
Adventures in Heaven (novel) Zhang Baotong
It snowed heavily for many days. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info thick snow covers the mountains and rivers tightly, white and boundless, white and pure, shining with silver light, graceful like a holy fairyland. At this time, the surface of the glacier has also formed a thick layer of ice, and you can walk straight from one side of the river to the other side. So, sometimes during the day, wild wolves and grizzly bears can be seen swaggering from the woods on the other side of the river to the slopes. Fortunately, these beasts showed no signs of picking quarrels or harming people, so people did not provoke them.
Snowflakes as big as cotton wool fell all day long, as if there would never be an end. Outside, the snow was knee-deep, covering the mountains and rivers and blocking the slope passages. It was dangerous to go out at this time, so the peasants had to spin and weave at home, or bake around the brazier. However, my mind has long been used to running in the wilderness, and I can't stay idle in the house for a day. So, I put on a sheepskin coat and rode my horse along the sloping path. When I got to someone's door, I got off the horse, and when I knocked on the door, someone would welcome me into the house as if I were a relative, let me be by the brazier, and then take out the peanuts and bury them in the hot ash pile, and they will be cooked in a while, and they will be very fragrant. In return, I told them anecdotes and stories. That's why the farmers love to get along with me.
Sometimes, when I was depressed or depressed, I would ride alone to Yunshan or Taozhuang to relax, and sometimes I would go to a farmer's house or spend the night at a Chaisang woman's. In short, this kind of life is loose and comfortable. The peasants were tolerant and friendly to me, but also admired and respected me, and felt that I was a messenger of the Han Dynasty and an all-knowing man of God. However, for some reason, I still miss my hometown and relatives from time to time, like an invisible thread that cares about me. I think that if I do return home one day, I will tell the anecdotes and stories of this place to the people over there.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and I couldn't even get out. I just had to stay inside. Ylang sat next to the machine weaving cloth. I can only sit in front of the door and make ropes. The rope is made of thin dry rattan, which is both strong and resistant to spoilage. I want to have the rope ready early so that it's convenient for me to use it. Sooner or later, I will leave here, and this rope is necessary to escape from heaven. Of course, I didn't tell Ylan-Ylang about it.
I haven't been in the palace for a long time, and I have a little yearning in my heart, thinking that Ying'er thinks about the princess, and even thinks about the queen mother, sometimes I think very much. But I can't go, the king has hurt me so much, I can't be spineless. If I don't even have this backbone, let alone them, I even look down on myself. I don't know if it's because I naturally like women, or if people themselves have the reason why opposites attract. I just want to be in a relationship with a woman who makes me feel affectionate and lovely, and who I can't help but be able to easily connect with my body and mind. Maybe it's because I'm too fond of women, so I feel a little strange and blunt when I interact with men, and this kind of interaction always seems to have some obvious interests and purposes, and if there is no such mutual interest and purpose between each other, then this kind of interaction and relationship will not continue to exist. And on more occasions, the relationship between men and men is more straightforward, and they are either accomplices or rivals. I really don't understand why they're so aggressive.
The rope was made quickly, and I had nothing else to do. I've been to the farmhouses around Yuntai a few times, and I don't want to go again. I walked back and forth in the house, and after a while, I looked out the door several times, and Yilan couldn't hold her breath. Yilan said, "Childe can't stay still?" I smiled humbly, but I was just anxious.
The snow stopped clearing, and the sun shimmered with a silver glint on the snow. In the distance, there is confusion, and there are bewildered points of light shining. But I had nowhere to go. In the past, I always thought that choosing a secluded place and living a life of male farmer and female weaver with a beloved woman would be the best place in life. However, after only a few days of this life, I felt that I could not bear it anymore. I am a person who is full of feelings, active thoughts, and likes the new and hates the old, and my mind is always full of novelties and dreams, how can I get used to this mode of life of men farming and women weaving, and husbands and wives staying together. After a long time in this life, I will feel that my life is withering, my mind is withering, and my heart is being suppressed.
Man is an animal that can easily feel lonely. Whether you are in an empty desert or a crowded city; Whether you are a lonely person or a man with a wife and children, as long as you are unsatisfactory and helpless, you will feel a miserable irritability and loneliness. To get out of this loneliness, one needs to flow in a dynamic way. This behavior dates back to the ancient times of humans. At that time, the animal, which has evolved into a human or has not yet evolved into an adult, has been moving around the forests and mountains, perhaps in search of food, or shelter, or mates. But nothing can stop them. For he only regarded the shelter and the woman as a stop on his journey, not the end of his journey.
Now that people are living and working in peace and contentment, food, shelter and spouses are no longer difficult, but the man's sense of movement at the root of life has not disappeared, but he can no longer swim around regularly. He can only think of going out to do things as a kind of outing, to alleviate his sadness and loneliness that will be restless due to boredom and boredom. In this way, men must have something to do, whether it is digging the ground like a peasant or playing with power like a king, which will enrich and entertain men. When you have nothing to do, you may think that the role of doing things is not only to provide for your family, but also to make a way of life that allows people to enrich and regulate. If a person has enough to eat and has nothing to do, his energy has nowhere to radiate and release, his skills and talents have nowhere to display and display, his mind and temperament will wither and pervert. In order to dispel his annoyances and release his energy, he may do many things that are not only unfavorable to others, but also harmful to others.
Moreover, if a man has nothing to do, he will also lose a certain interpersonal environment. In the past, I always had a lot of vivid and vivid characters and stories around me. Some of those people make me love, some make me hate; Some of those stories make me happy, and some of them make me sad. But whether it is love or hate, joy or sorrow, it makes me feel rich and fulfilling, wonderful and vivid. But what can I do now? Who wants me to do it?
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