Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Swan

I scooped a handful of water from the lake with my hand, leaned close to my nose and smelled it, it was a faint salty smell, and then the water in my hand flowed down my fingertips. After a while, two swans swam from afar, and this swan was so beautiful, why could its neck be bent into such a beautiful gradient arc? With the pure white fluff like satin, it felt itself noble and gorgeous, haha.

The two swans swam very slowly, swimming and then stopping, as if they were in a daze, and after listening for a while, they began to move again, and they were really leisurely swimming. Is it because they bathe every day that their fur is so smooth? If you think about it, the skin of sea creatures is smoother and more tender than that of land creatures. The scales of the fish are like jelly, while the skin of the elephant is so rough and the folds are so obvious.

"Loris, what are you doing here?" said Shoster's voice from behind.

I looked back and saw that Shoster was coming from behind.

"Just woke up in the morning and came here to refresh myself. I replied.

"Oh, is it?" he crouched down next to me, "It's refreshing by the lake in the morning, isn't it?"

"Yes, the humidity is just right, there is a fresh breeze, and you can watch the swans play in the water. ”

"Do you envy these swans?" said Huster suddenly.

"Envy, envy...... Not really, after all, they are swans, and I am human, so I only occasionally find the lifestyle of swans quite comfortable. I'm not a swan, and I don't know if they really feel comfortable in their hearts. The child is not a fish, and you know the joy of fish. I'm not a swan, so I'm only reverie with my senses of knowing the world. Sometimes I even wonder if the whole outside world is just a projection of my own mind, because no one can prove the existence of the outside world. Ah, sorry, I'm talking a little too much, sounds ridiculous, right?"

"No, I think it makes a lot of sense. ”

"Really?

"Well, yes. Sometimes people always live according to a pattern, after a long time, they will feel that the daily life they are carrying out is a matter of course, and do not doubt its illusory nature, although there is a slight indescribable sense of strangeness in the heart, but because they live like this without a reason, everyone around them is like this, just take this flash as a fleeting bubble, and forget it. ”

"Yes, that's it!

"I think that these swans, no matter what kind of life they live, are also living, which is good in itself. Shuster fiddled with the water and said slowly.

As long as you're living, is it good?

In this way, suffering is also pleasure, and pleasure is also suffering. Like the ups and downs, they come in their own styles, and it's hard to tell which is pain and which is pleasure.

"You woke up so early. "I heard Lulu's voice.

Looking back, I saw Lulu yawning as she walked towards the lake, until she walked up to the two of us, "I'm so sleepy, I slept early last night, but I'm still sleepy." After she said this, she stretched, "The morning air is so fresh, if the air can stay like it was in the morning all day long, how refreshing it would be!"