I am very ordinary, very ordinary, and I can't find it when I throw it into the crowd. I also clearly know that I don't have any profound literary taste and quality cultivation. The reason why universities choose literature as their major is purely a matter of hand shaking. Since I chose this major, I have to pretend to be a young man of literature and art, so I began to write articles, otherwise it would ruin the overall image of this major! I had to pretend to be a literary youth, so I started reading.
20 16 in the first half of the year, one afternoon in my freshman year, I eagerly finished reading this novel in the library. That was the first time I met Wang Xiaobo. It was also the golden age of my life.
In the golden age of my life, I also wanted to fall in love and eat, and suddenly it became a half-bright and half-dark cloud in the sky, but I couldn't write Wang Xiaobo's "I want to fall in love and eat, and suddenly it became a half-bright and half-dark cloud in the sky". I can only stay in the library and watch Wang Xiaobo. I don't know if I regarded "Golden Age" as a yellow book at that time. I only know that it didn't become my spiritual sustenance at a certain moment. After reading it, I sighed, "Wang Erzhen has a fucking bite."
I vaguely remember an article that divided the people who finished watching The Golden Age into three categories, one was to hope that they could imitate Wang Er's Righteousness in real life, and the other was to observe the spirit of Wang Er and Chen Qingyang from the depths. There is also a kind of forgetting. Ok ... I seem to have the idea of the first kind of people. Black line—
I haven't planned to repeat the Golden Age since I first saw it. It's the first half of 20 17, and I'm a sophomore in the next semester. Last month, I completely finished reading Wang Xiaobo's second novel Uncle Lover. It's been a year, but I still can't read anything from the article.
Wang Xiaobo said that in the golden age of twenty, people had many dreams, fantasies and extravagant hopes. Wang Xiaobo said that life is a process of being hammered slowly. Wang Xiaobo said that in his golden age, he always thought he would be very powerful. But many people were hammered down by life before they started to be fierce, and it was in his golden age.
Hammer is a means to castrate cattle genitals. In my understanding, Wang Xiaobo's hammer is a castration of people's extravagant hopes and a castration of the spirit. A castrated person will not become a walking corpse. He is no different from ordinary people. He can still cry, laugh, say heaven, and say heaven. It's just that if you pick up a hammer, knock it on his head and open it, you will find it is either empty or a beach of Grimer.
Many people were hammered by life in the golden age, and some people were hammered by age. Some of them stay in the countryside, while others stay in the city. Some of them are classmates and some are relatives. Being hammered is slow and imperceptible, just like boiling a frog in warm water. In yours, just let nature take its course, nothing, forget it, and be willing to be hammered in your silent acceptance and helpless admission. Then enjoy the hammering life.
Being hammered slowly gives people a feeling of pessimism and despair, just like life is worse than death. Seeing this final result, some people think that since the final result is already very clear, it is meaningless to struggle again.
Some people may think that life is a trip without turning back, so in order to make my life meaningful, at least for myself, I will take more roads and see more scenery. Although it will eventually be hammered to death and become a pile of mud.
Is life hitting me? Hammer me. Did life knock me down? No, even if I am going to be hammered in the end, I want to slow it down, slow it down and slow it down again, because I still want to love and eat, and I want to turn it into a half-bright and half-dark cloud in the sky in an instant. I still have a lot of hope.
Title: Danui Moore