(a)

As the car drove into the Bosan base, another bigger surprise awaited us. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that the place we lived in was not an imaginary apartment or a hotel, but a fairytale wooden house!

There are about 40 wooden houses of various shapes, scattered around the living area around the site.

Some of them are big and some are small, and they have different styles, but they all blend harmoniously with the surrounding scenery. In the flow of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, different fairy tale landscapes are presented.

Each large chalet has 7-8 rooms and the smaller chalet has 2-3 rooms.

Each cabin has a communal living room with a fireplace, some sofas and a small bookshelf. In the larger cabins, there is a small living room in the middle of several rooms.

Some of the cottages also have balconies for seating out.

Each chalet has 2-4 washrooms inside, and although the facilities inside are not very luxurious, life is very convenient.

In addition to the renovated living wooden houses, there are some more primitive equipment wooden houses scattered scattered within a radius of more than 60 miles of the base. They're even more fascinating.

We were a group of 10 people in two wooden houses.

Director Wang and his four team members lived in a wooden house on the east side.

You took me and another girl, S and another boy, to live in a wooden house on the west side.

The distance between the two wooden houses is approximately 200 meters.

(b)

When we followed you through the registration at the service center, took the key, and opened the door of the wooden house, we immediately saw a large fireplace with two fire doors in the living room, and a semi-circular, soft, wool carpet on the floor in front of the fireplace, and the girl immediately let out a scream of excitement.

Everyone immediately threw their heavy bags and luggage in the porch of the living room, and ran happily in all directions, eagerly inspecting the various rooms in the wooden house, looking around and looking at everything that was new and interesting.

Out of a habit of maintaining discipline, you bark twice, but to no avail, so you smile and let us go up and down the room.

As you brought the bags of gear we threw on the porch to the common living room, placed them in the cupboards and locked them, we were talking about who was assigned which room, and there was laughter and jostling because of differences of opinion.

S picks up a piece of wood by the fireplace and chases another boy around the room. They ran between the doors, the wooden floor clanging loudly.

As they cross the back of the couch and roll around in the couch, you walk over and lift them up one by one and separate.

You say, "All right, gentlemen, the roofs are going to be torn off for you." ”

After the initial excitement passed, the five of us sat down around the fireplace.

The tiredness of travel began to take over. Everyone started thinking about food, thinking about bed.

You say, "Let's divide it this way, so that the girls live in the inner rooms and the boys live in the outer rooms." I live in a room near the door. ”

Your opinion was unanimously agreed.

So, everyone went back to their rooms to wash, change their clothes, and settle down.

You first helped another girl carry her luggage to the room, you helped her check the water and electricity facilities in the room, and then you came out to help me carry the luggage to my room.

You check the doors and windows, you test the radiators in your room, you press the bed, you pat the pillow, you look at the thickness of the bedding.

You say, "Pack up, and I'll call you to dinner in 20 minutes." ”

You say, "There's a big temperature difference between day and night, and it's very cold at night, so I'll go to the service desk after dinner and bring you some blankets." ”

You say, "Have you brought enough clothes?" ”

I nodded.

Then you smile at me a little bit, and you say, "Do you like it here?" ”

I said, "I love it, it's like heaven here!" ”

You listen, you laugh again, and you say, "Enjoy." "Then you take the door and go out.

I hear you walking down the hallway, I hear you lift your bag, I hear you walk to your room on the other side of the living room, I hear you close the door.

(c)

When I was the only one left in the room, I suddenly felt an indescribable sense of happiness:

I can't believe it! I actually live under the same roof with you. We were like a family, living under one roof!

After such a long separation of life and death, we finally live under the same roof as a family again.

For a moment, I was surrounded by an ancient sense of familiarity.

In the midst of this intense sense of familiarity, I fell on my back on my back happily and tiredly.

At this moment, you are in your room, and you feel the same feeling as me, and you are lying on your back on your bed with the same feeling as me.

(iv)

When I first wrote the story of a wooden house, I was on a business trip to Hong Kong.

Our van passed by the Mandarin Hotel, where Leslie Cheung committed suicide by jumping off a building. The local people who accompanied us pointed out the building and told us about the situation when Leslie Cheung jumped off the building.

Spurred on by this scene, the companions began to talk about suicide.

A fellow traveler talked about what happened recently in his lover's unit: a young man who was studying couldn't stand the blow because he only scored 20 points in a computer exam, and fell into depression. The people around him saw his gloom and silence, talked to him, persuaded and helped him for 3 days, but it didn't work, he still jumped from the stairs, and his good life was ruined.

Another person who was traveling with him who had worked in psychological rescue work, and after listening to it, he commented: "For people who have drilled the horns of the bull and are bent on dying, that kind of persuasion talk is usually useless. Those big truths that people who want to commit suicide can't understand. It was as if he was being pulled by some mysterious force in his heart. ”

He said: "People who want to die are not decided instantly. He was deeply depressed and lonely and hopeless before he decided, and generally had been for quite some time. He had a dead knot in his heart, which he couldn't tell anyone, and no one else could touch. ”

He said: "He and the world have long been unable to communicate. ”

He said: "If no one can make him feel very warm, can't move his heart, just by telling the truth, he will not be able to come back." ”

He said, "Reason cannot save a man who is caught by the devil." On the contrary, it is a selfless true love, but there is that possibility. ”

"So, psychological aid is a bit of a technocratic misguided way now," he said. Rescue experts seem to have forgotten that the reason why people decide to abandon the world is because they feel that the world has nothing to love. ”

He said: "The reason why there is no attachment is that there is no love that binds him." ”

His remarks did not arouse opposition or approval.

It was as if he hadn't said it, and it didn't cause any repercussions in the car. Then, the topic of discussion shifted to something else.

However, the words of this fellow traveler reverberated in my heart.

I think so.

(5)

For all the hopeless, this is a world of self-reliance for the lonely.

Everything is hostile to "me". (To be continued.) )