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The next day, before the sun set, Adolf. Hitler came home from school, sweating profusely and smelling of it. He took a shower with water and washed his body and hair clean with soap. At that time, soap was already a common commodity in Germany. Because soap has a long history, in 3000 BC, the Mesopotamians discovered that the alkaline substance of the ashes burned by the plant, when mixed with oil, has detergenizing power, which is one of the sources of soap. The Gauls were the first to experiment with soap and succeeded, calling it "sapo", and the Arabs improved sapo into a hard soap made from olive oil and soda. After the advent of the industrial revolution at the end of the 18th century, a large amount of cheap sodium carbonate was obtained, which prompted the new development of the soap industry, and ordinary people began to use soap for bathing and washing their hair.

Hitler changed into a clean white shirt and put on a pair of shoes that he had just bought. He stood in front of a small square mirror made of glass, and rubbed his wet hair for a long time. Hitler's mother came in and asked, "Adolf, I haven't started cooking yet, you're going out?" “

Adolph. Hitler blushed and lied, "Yes, I'm going to see Kustel in the hospital later, and I won't eat at home at night." After saying that, he took his picture album and ran away like a thief, for fear that his mother would find out that he had lied. He was in an excited mood, and his hand holding the album was a little shaky.

Stephanie that day. Isaac wears a short-sleeved yellow dress and a white felt hat with a silk wisteria flower in front of the brim. Stand out. The brim of the hat is just enough to block the glare from the eyes. At about six o'clock in the afternoon, I met Adolf. Hitler, Stephanie. Isaac takes off his hat. He smiled and showed his white and neat teeth, and said, "I thought you weren't here today." ”

Adolph. Hitler blushed, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I've kept you waiting." I took a shower and was late. ”

"It's okay, Adolf. I've just arrived. "Stephanie. Isaac comforted Hitler and said.

Adolph. Hitler heard Stephanie. Isaac called out his name, feeling strange, and asked, "How do you know my name is Adolf"?

Stephanie. Isaac pointed to the line above the pocket of Hitler's white shirt: "Look there".

Adolph. Hitler looked down. Sure enough, there was a line of small print on the clothes. "Adolf of the Linz School. Hitler", embroidered with blue velvet thread, the words are crooked, this is what Hitler's mother embroidered for him to prevent losing clothes. Adolph. Hitler laughed and said, "I haven't even noticed it myself."

The two chatted for a while, Stephanie. "Let's get out of the hospital and take a walk, there's mosquitoes here," Isaac said. ”

Adolph. Hitler looked at it, and sure enough. Stephanie. Isaac's arm had a few small red and swollen bumps on the white skin. So he proposed to go to the Danube.

A short walk west from the hospital is the Danube. On that day, the sun slowly sank above the green hills, and the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on the sparkling water like a layer of gold. White birds, from time to time, swept across the sky, and the glow fell on the faces of two young men walking side by side. Stephanie. Isaac walked as he looked through Adolf. Hitler's album, in which flowers, birds, insects, and fish, jumped out of the paper, and when she overturned a painting of a white curly dog, she couldn't help but praise Adolf. Hitler: "The puppy is so cute, you draw it so well." ”

"I raised.

"Really? I liked it too, and she smiled and asked Hitler, "Do you like to paint because of your mother?" ”

"No, it's for myself." Adolph. Hitler replied, "I want to be a great world-class painter, like Van Gogh." ”

"I like to draw because of my grandmother. When I was a child, when I couldn't see my mom and dad, I would draw them with a pencil on white paper. "Stephanie. Isaac lowered his head, one, "This is what my grandmother gave me." I miss her a little bit."

"You can ask your parents to send you to an art university." Adolph. Hitler said, "I know the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts, very famous. ”

"They never ask me what I like. They wanted me to study hard and come to work in the bank. I have no interest in working in a bank at all. "Stephanie. Isaac said: "Only my grandmother supported me, and she often said that our little Fanny would become a painter in the future." ”

Adolph. Hitler said: "My father also wanted me to be a civil servant, but I liked to draw. I will definitely be a great painter. ”

Stephanie. Isaac said, "Won't your father be upset then?" ”

Hitler whispered: "He died, he died drunk in a tavern two years ago." ”

On January 3, 1903, as usual, Hitler's father left home early in the morning to go to the Steffler Restaurant, and as soon as he sat down at the table, he said that he was not feeling well. Moments later, he passed away – from pleural hemorrhage. Two days later, he was buried in a church cemetery not far from Hitler's home, when Hitler was 14 years old.

"I'm sorry." Stephanie. Isaac realized that he had mentioned someone he shouldn't have mentioned, and said, "My father also died when I was younger. So, I don't want to upset my mom now, and I'm going to go to university to study management. ”

Adolph. Hitler's heart was shaken, and the two men shared the same disease.

"Do you think I'm a weird girl?" Stephanie. Isaac asked suddenly, her own heart a little heavy at the mention of her father, "I'm a weird boy. ”

"Huh? You're not weird, are you? "Adolf. Hitler said with surprise.

Stephanie. Isaac smiled and said, "That's probably because you don't know me." ”

"Is your grandmother's house far from the hospital?" Adolph. Hitler digressed from the subject.

I didn't expect to mention her grandmother, Stephanie. The corners of Isaac's eyes became moist, and after a while he began to sob. Adolph. Hitler asked, "What's wrong with you?" Did I say the wrong thing? ”

Stephanie. Isaac said, "Nothing. I miss grandma, she is very kind and a good person. ”

"Then why don't you go and see her?" Adolph. Hitler asked.

"She went to heaven last year." Stephanie. Isaac said with his head bowed.

"Huh?" Adolph. Hitler didn't know how to comfort Stephanie for a while. Isaac said. He touched his head.

Stephanie. Isaac looked at the sunset on the banks of the Danube, the golden sun, the reflection of which shimmered in the clear waters of the Danube with an indescribable beauty. This beauty of nature soothed her little emotions.

After a while, Stephanie. Isaac's eyes fell on a green meadow by the river, and she ran past. Look carefully for something on the ground, Adolf. Hitler followed.

After a while, Stephanie. Isaac shouted. "Look, I found it, I found it."

Adolph. Hitler asked, "What have you found?" ”

"Clover."

Stephanie. Isaac looked excited. Adolph. Hitler was in her pupils. I saw the hidden melancholy.

"For you." Stephanie. Isaac smiled and handed the tender green blade of grass to Adolf. Hitler. Adolph. Hitler also smiled happily, the blood in his body was hot, like the green pulp flowing in the veins of the four grass leaves, and in his pupils, Stephanie was left. Isaac's countless smiling fragments, Linz's pale green twilight. The clear Danube, in this moment becomes a small eternity.

The two sat by the river for a while. Stephanie. Isaac and Adolf. Hitler talked about his grandmother, a devout Jew, who took her to the church in Linz every weekend to pray.

"I know about the Linda Church, and the frescoes in it are beautiful." Adolph. Hitler went to Linz Church to write his life.

"Yes, it's beautiful." Talking, Stephanie. Isaac coughed twice.

Hitler said with concern: "You cough, you can burn some oranges to eat." When I was a child, I used to be like you, and my mother used to burn oranges for me to eat, and it would be good to eat them for a month or two. ”

Stephanie. Isaac said: "I don't peel oranges. From childhood to adulthood, my grandmother peeled it for me. She ended up seriously ill, and I was the one who couldn't be relieved the most, and she said that she was afraid that no one would peel oranges for my little Fanny in the future. ”

On that day, time passed very slowly, as if it was ten times longer than usual. When the two went back to the hospital to say goodbye, they were reluctant.

"You can come and play with me in the future." Stephanie. Isaac looked at Adolf. Hitler's eyes said that the next week would be fine.

"Okay." Adolph. Hitler asked, "In a week, you're leaving?" ”

"My uncle will come and pick me up then." Stephanie. Isaac said.

Adolph. Hitler nodded, turned around and prepared to leave, Stephanie. Isaac suddenly stopped him and asked, "Can you draw me a portrait?" ”

"I haven't drawn a real person before. Practicing drawing plaster casts of people is expensive, and I haven't saved enough money yet. Hitler, who had always been very confident, was a little hesitant this time. Stephanie. Isaac smiled and said, "It's okay, I trust you." ”

The next day, it was dark and Adolf. Hitler rushed to the place agreed upon by the two: the Linz Church. The church is in the suburbs and the air is fresh. From afar, the hills outside the church hug the valley one by one. Leisurely white clouds, floating on the clean blue sky of Linz, like a few little sheep. The road to church was quiet, the cool wind rustled with the leaves. When he arrived at the church, the white mist on the red tiles had not yet lifted.

Stephanie. Isaac arrived early that day, wearing a black and white spotted floral shirt, leggings, and brown boots. She stood in front of the church, motionless, smiling, Adolf. Hitler looked at her shining eyes and painted several times, without success.

"I'll practice for a while." Adolph. Hitler couldn't calm down, his hands trembled, he always felt that Stephanie. There was something special in Isaac's eyes that he couldn't draw.

Stephanie. Isaac encourages Adolf. Hitler tries again, Adolf. Hitler nodded, sat her down, and repainted. He looked at Stephanie. Isaac. The early summer sun shines on Stephanie. Isaac's forehead hair, her face flushed at the moment, like a shy girl. She sat on a long wooden chair in front of the church, the silver cross on her chest shining brightly.

After the painting, they took a walk near the church, Adolf. Hitler suddenly noticed some wild cosmos at his feet, yellow and white, blooming brightly. Adolph. Hitler galloped over, picked a handful, and gave it to Stephanie. Isaac, he thought Stephanie. Isaac would have been delighted, unexpectedly, Stephanie. Isaac asked Hitler solemnly: "Why do you want to pick these wild flowers?" They are also alive, and if you really love them, you should let these flowers grow naturally. ”

Adolph. Hitler looked ashamed and said, "I didn't think about it so much, I just wanted to give you the most beautiful thing in the world." ”

On that day, the two were reluctant to say goodbye. A week later, Stephanie was discharged from the hospital, and his uncle drove to the hospital to pick her up.

Farewell day, Stephanie. Isaac panted and ran to meet Hitler. She wore a white dress and long perfumed hair, floating in the afterglow of the setting sun. She held a plaster bust in her arms, about half a meter high, with smooth lines and shiny white white. She smiled and said, "This David statue is given to you, with it, you can practice drawing character sketches well, your foundation in painting is so good, you will definitely become an excellent painter in the future."

Adolph. Hitler glanced at the plaster cast, a muscular, well-proportioned young man, David standing confidently, holding the slinging with his left hand, his right hand drooping, his head turned to the left, and his eyes staring into the distance.

These pasts, little known, were cut into the wind by time, but at some point inadvertently, they turned into sunshine and stayed in Adolf forever. In Hitler's memory. When Kubišek heard about them, he urged Hitler to introduce himself to Stephanie and her ever-present mother, but Hitler refused to do so, saying that if I introduced myself, I would have to introduce my profession, and it would not be too late for me to become a professional painter.

Hitler's mother, knowing of his ambitions, was taken aback, stammered for a moment and was speechless, then became furious and reprimanded Hitler: "What, painter? Artist? Your dead father wants you to be a civil servant. ”

Hitler still insisted on his dream, and Hitler's mother suspected that he had gone mad, and it is likely that she thought she had misheard or understood Hitler's words. But when she figured out her son's plan, she was extremely adamantly against it: "Painter? No way! As long as I have one breath left, I will not say yes! ”

The result of this mother-son quarrel ended in Hitler's victory. In the spring of 1906, Hitler went to Vienna to apply for the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts in order to dream of becoming a painter. Unexpectedly, a series of setbacks and bad luck befell the young Hitler, which changed his life and the history of the world! (To be continued......) u