Haji Ji Bolun

One rainy night, Sam sat in front of the bookshelf in his study and began to look through old books. He was holding a big Turkish cigar, and his thick lips spewed smoke from time to time. Plato's record of his teacher Socrates' talk about "knowing yourself" attracted Siam's attention ... Siam hid his face and thought deeply, and a kind of admiration for the sages of the East and the West came into being.

"Know yourself." He muttered Socrates' famous words, suddenly stood up from his seat, stretched out his arms and sighed loudly. "Yes! I must know myself and gain insight into my secret mind, so that I can put aside all doubts and anxieties, find my spiritual person from my material person and find my abstract essence from the concrete existence of my flesh and blood. This is the supreme sacred mission given to me by life! " Syme has a fever, and his eyes are shining with the fanatical light of "knowing yourself".

He strolled to the next room and stood in front of the mirror like a statue, staring at his ghostly self in the mirror and silently evaluating his head, face, trunk and limbs.

This statue of Syme lasted for half an hour. His ethereal "knowing yourself" seemed to inject him with a set of strange and sublimated ideas that could reveal the secrets of his soul, and filled his heart with rational light. He quietly moved his lips and said to himself, "Hmm!" Physically, I am short, but so are Napoleon and victor hugo? My forehead is not wide, my heaven is not round, and so are Socrates and Spinoza; I admit that I am bald, which is not poor, because I have the famous Shakespeare as my companion; My eagle nose is very long, like Voltaire and George Washington's; My eyes are sunken, so are the apostle Paul and philosopher Nietzsche; My plump lips are comparable to Louis XIV, and my chubby neck is shoulder-length with Hannibal and marc anthony.

"Yes, my body is flawed, but it should be pointed out that this is the same feature of great thinkers. What is even more strange is that, like Balzac, when reading and writing, the coffee pot must be placed beside him; Like Tolstoy, I am willing to talk to vulgar people; Sometimes I don't wash my face for three or four days, and Beethoven and Whitman also have this habit; My drinking shamed Marlowe and Noah. My gluttony and gluttony have made Sheikh Pasha and King Alexander break out in a cold sweat. "

There was another silence, and then Saim touched his forehead with his dirty fingertips and continued: "This is me! This is my reality. I have all the qualities of a great man in human history so far. A young man with so many excellent qualities is bound to do earth-shattering things.

"The essence of wisdom is to know yourself. Great people rooted this great idea about the universe in my heart and inspired me to start doing great work. From Noah to Socrates, from Boccaccio to Shelley, I spent the ups and downs of history with great men. I don't know what kind of great action I will start with, but a person who has a mysterious self and a true nature formed in his work during the day and dreams at night can undoubtedly create great achievements ... Yes, I know myself and the gods know me. Ah! Long live my soul! Long live the self! May it last forever and everything be as you wish! "

Syme paced up and down the room, his ugly face rippling with joy, and from time to time he uttered a cheerful cry like a cat gnawing at a bone. He repeatedly recited a poem by Abiala: Although I am the younger generation of this era, the unfinished business of my pioneering ancestors will always be overwhelmed by history.

After a while, our Siam lay in a messy bed in dirty clothes and fell asleep with a loud snore.