"The Wandering Sky" tells the story of the human beings who immigrated to Mars and rebelled against the Earth. The war of independence broke out. As a result of the war, the Earth and Mars formed two completely different worlds that did not communicate with each other. A hundred years later, Earth and Mars began postwar interactions. A group of Martian teenagers were sent to Earth to study and grow up there. When they returned to Mars, they found that their destiny was swept up by these two mutually suspicious worlds: one is a solemn and majestic world - strict rules, giving and receiving are obligations, rewards are presented in another way, and resources are highly shared; the other is like a messy garden - life itself is the whole meaning, and one can only face and bear fate. Two worlds hit this group of young people, and they were blamed by all sides, silenced, and began to doubt. This group of young people embarked on a heavy youth run, embarking on a journey of the heart in order to find their true destination.
The story begins when these teenagers return home. The journey of the body ends at that moment, and the exile of the mind begins at that moment. They may be the youngest group of exiles in the history of thousands of years. They were thrown into destiny at an age when they did not understand destiny, and were ensnared by another world when they were still ignorant of the other world. Their exile begins at home, and they have no choice in the direction of history.
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I don't know why, but it seems that no one thinks highly of this book, and even this book is not very well-known.
The book depicts two different worlds, starting from a group of teenagers and describing the disputes, differences, development and cooperation between the two planets.
Nothing is more desolate than desolate Mars, except the indifferent human heart.
This book does not tell you which one is better, revolution, reform, war, or peace. It just uses the earth and Mars, which are separated by hundreds of millions of kilometers, to show the views and experiences of every ordinary person, revolutionary, villain, etc. At every historical moment that changes the world.
However, the direction of history is not determined by ordinary people like us. We just obey. But I hope that every choice you and I make will be worthy of our conscience.
The sky does not speak, but the earth witnesses our honesty.
A work with depth, soft science fiction, easy-to-understand technology, and a sense of reality that can be encountered.
If we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. We are all apples on the same tree. Crystals, flowing water, clouds. Bureaucracy, freedom, wandering.
The Tower of Babel in a broad sense is a wonderful idea. Before the birth of printing, human thoughts were expressed in architecture.
History, Mars and Earth live together on the wall, arranging multiple cycles of history in multiple logics.
"Yes, language in a broad sense." The old man said calmly, his eyes seeming to be meaningful, "Every representation is a language. Perception, logic, painting, science, dreams, proverbs, political theory, passion, psychological analysis, all of these are representations of the world. All representations are languages. As long as we still care about the appearance of the world, we must care about every language. Language is the mirror of the world."
"... Every language is a mirror, and every mirror reflects a special angle. Every mirror image is real, but every mirror image is not real enough. Do you understand the debate between liberalism and collectivism? The debate between rationality and irrationality? Do you know that each of them At what scale do they present reality? What kind of unity are they different reflections of? This is the idea of mirroring. It respects all the reflections in the mirror, but does not worship any one. It tries to shuttle between languages and use the reflections in the mirror to construct the true appearance of the world. "
Shadow in the mirror. Ig repeated in his mind. Language is a mirror of light.
"Infer the light source from the image?" He asked.
"Yes. The premise is to believe: there is reality, and the broken shadows can be combined into reality."
"Every era has its crux. In the era I live in, the biggest crux is that unshareable things prevent the sharing of shareable things. It is the material that needs to be fought for that restricts spiritual communication and freedom. It is the images reflected in various mirrors that are fragmented and cannot be compared and assembled with each other. People have forgotten the world for a long time, only remembering the mirror image, but forgetting the reflected object. People are arrogant and restless, each holding the fragments, isolated from each other. This is why we need towers."
"So if each star is a brain cell and the entire galaxy is a great intelligence, it should be much smarter than humans?"
"Unless the stars can communicate with each other, like hormones passing between brain cells, intelligence is impossible. It's difficult. The stars are too far away and there is a vacuum."
"Courage" is a long straight rod that looks very beautiful. He can connect it to "Simple" and build a small tower. But when he wants to make the tower wider or larger, he finds that he can only let "Courage" lie flat, otherwise it will get in the way and it will be difficult for other pieces of material to be inserted smoothly.
"Why are some people very close to each other but not intimate with each other, and some people seem to be close to each other even though they are not often together?"
"Clouds are actually fluids. Small water droplets are isolated very far away in the air and can walk freely. However, because they have the same scale, they can scatter the same light. Therefore, there is light between them and they look like a whole."
Yes, same scale, with light in between. I see.
That chaotic period of time spent together was their entire source of mutual identification, a solid background, a fact that required no other assumptions.
She had seen herself clearly enough to say goodbye to herself. Now that she could clearly see her companion again, she could say goodbye to her companion with peace of mind. She is no longer afraid of the loneliness of traveling far away, because they are clouds, and they are one with the light. They are seeds grown on a tree. The wind blows in all directions, but the same vein flows.
Luo Ying and her friends are destined to be unable to return home. The ship they are traveling on is forever oscillating at the Lagrange point between the two worlds. Eternal oscillation means that one cannot take refuge. Their fate is therefore to wander in the sky.
"Actually, there are only two systems in the world - solid and fluid. The characteristic of solid is that its structure is stable, each atom is fixed in its own position, and there are strong forces and bonds between atoms; while the characteristic of fluid is that it comes and goes freely and is independent of each other. There is no fixed connection or force between any small particles."
"You mean..." Luo Ying thought for a while, "Freedom and emotion cannot have both?"
"Sometimes a lot of value is not available at the same time."
"But didn't you say that there are clouds? There is both connection and freedom."
"Clouds..." Reni nodded and said, "But that requires external light and is not sustainable."
Usually, when the design of an instrument becomes more and more perfect and the processing becomes more and more sophisticated, the thermal movement within the system becomes the largest source of noise and energy waste. The same goes for a society. A world where people can come and go at will certainly sounds pleasant, but in actual production it will definitely cause a lot of loss of social resources. So that year, the system crystallized in the city, free random movement was suppressed to a minimum, and the system began to be reintegrated by layers of layers and departmental chains one after another, or in other words, the system was bureaucratized.
The only setback in life is the gap between ideal and reality. People who don't even have ideals have the nerve to talk about setbacks.
Research is a trial and error of luck, not an investment that will definitely pay off. No one can survive safely in a network with such a timetable.
"Freedom, talent and equality, maybe all tempting words will always be followed by a certain generation." "Is another generation opposed?"
Dr. Renee, what do you consider happiness?
Sobriety, and the freedom to be sober.
This book is very imaginative, building a world where Mars and Earth are suspicious of each other, and the characters are also very vivid. There is a sentence in the book that I like very much: "You are thrown into your destiny at an age when you don't understand it, and you are wrapped up in another world when you are still ignorant of it." This sentence vividly shows the confusion and helplessness of the teenagers in the book, allowing us to better understand their inner world. Recommended reading!
The author's novels are not as good as his short stories. I feel that his short stories are better.
Soft science fiction also has its merits
A very good science fiction novel with ups and downs of plot and delicate writing.
I don't know why, but it seems that no one thinks highly of this book, and even this book is not very well-known. The book depicts two different worlds, starting from a group of teenagers and describing the disputes, differences, development and cooperation between the two planets. Nothing is more desolate than desolate Mars, except the indifferent human heart. This book does not tell you which one is better, revolution, reform, war, or peace. It just uses the earth and Mars, which are separated by hundreds of millions of kilometers, to show the views and experiences of every ordinary person, revolutionary, villain, etc. At every historical moment that changes the world. However, the direction of history is not determined by ordinary people like us. We just obey. But I hope that every choice you and I make will be worthy of our conscience. The sky does not speak, but the earth witnesses our honesty.
A work with depth, soft science fiction, easy-to-understand technology, and a sense of reality that can be encountered. If we unite for a long time, we will divide, and if we divide for a long time, we will unite. We are all apples on the same tree. Crystals, flowing water, clouds. Bureaucracy, freedom, wandering. The Tower of Babel in a broad sense is a wonderful idea. Before the birth of printing, human thoughts were expressed in architecture. History, Mars and Earth live together on the wall, arranging multiple cycles of history in multiple logics. "Yes, language in a broad sense." The old man said calmly, his eyes seeming to be meaningful, "Every representation is a language. Perception, logic, painting, science, dreams, proverbs, political theory, passion, psychological analysis, all of these are representations of the world. All representations are languages. As long as we still care about the appearance of the world, we must care about every language. Language is the mirror of the world." "... Every language is a mirror, and every mirror reflects a special angle. Every mirror image is real, but every mirror image is not real enough. Do you understand the debate between liberalism and collectivism? The debate between rationality and irrationality? Do you know that each of them At what scale do they present reality? What kind of unity are they different reflections of? This is the idea of mirroring. It respects all the reflections in the mirror, but does not worship any one. It tries to shuttle between languages and use the reflections in the mirror to construct the true appearance of the world. " Shadow in the mirror. Ig repeated in his mind. Language is a mirror of light. "Infer the light source from the image?" He asked. "Yes. The premise is to believe: there is reality, and the broken shadows can be combined into reality." "Every era has its crux. In the era I live in, the biggest crux is that unshareable things prevent the sharing of shareable things. It is the material that needs to be fought for that restricts spiritual communication and freedom. It is the images reflected in various mirrors that are fragmented and cannot be compared and assembled with each other. People have forgotten the world for a long time, only remembering the mirror image, but forgetting the reflected object. People are arrogant and restless, each holding the fragments, isolated from each other. This is why we need towers." "So if each star is a brain cell and the entire galaxy is a great intelligence, it should be much smarter than humans?" "Unless the stars can communicate with each other, like hormones passing between brain cells, intelligence is impossible. It's difficult. The stars are too far away and there is a vacuum." "Courage" is a long straight rod that looks very beautiful. He can connect it to "Simple" and build a small tower. But when he wants to make the tower wider or larger, he finds that he can only let "Courage" lie flat, otherwise it will get in the way and it will be difficult for other pieces of material to be inserted smoothly. "Why are some people very close to each other but not intimate with each other, and some people seem to be close to each other even though they are not often together?" "Clouds are actually fluids. Small water droplets are isolated very far away in the air and can walk freely. However, because they have the same scale, they can scatter the same light. Therefore, there is light between them and they look like a whole." Yes, same scale, with light in between. I see. That chaotic period of time spent together was their entire source of mutual identification, a solid background, a fact that required no other assumptions. She had seen herself clearly enough to say goodbye to herself. Now that she could clearly see her companion again, she could say goodbye to her companion with peace of mind. She is no longer afraid of the loneliness of traveling far away, because they are clouds, and they are one with the light. They are seeds grown on a tree. The wind blows in all directions, but the same vein flows. Luo Ying and her friends are destined to be unable to return home. The ship they are traveling on is forever oscillating at the Lagrange point between the two worlds. Eternal oscillation means that one cannot take refuge. Their fate is therefore to wander in the sky. "Actually, there are only two systems in the world - solid and fluid. The characteristic of solid is that its structure is stable, each atom is fixed in its own position, and there are strong forces and bonds between atoms; while the characteristic of fluid is that it comes and goes freely and is independent of each other. There is no fixed connection or force between any small particles." "You mean..." Luo Ying thought for a while, "Freedom and emotion cannot have both?" "Sometimes a lot of value is not available at the same time." "But didn't you say that there are clouds? There is both connection and freedom." "Clouds..." Reni nodded and said, "But that requires external light and is not sustainable." Usually, when the design of an instrument becomes more and more perfect and the processing becomes more and more sophisticated, the thermal movement within the system becomes the largest source of noise and energy waste. The same goes for a society. A world where people can come and go at will certainly sounds pleasant, but in actual production it will definitely cause a lot of loss of social resources. So that year, the system crystallized in the city, free random movement was suppressed to a minimum, and the system began to be reintegrated by layers of layers and departmental chains one after another, or in other words, the system was bureaucratized. The only setback in life is the gap between ideal and reality. People who don't even have ideals have the nerve to talk about setbacks. Research is a trial and error of luck, not an investment that will definitely pay off. No one can survive safely in a network with such a timetable. "Freedom, talent and equality, maybe all tempting words will always be followed by a certain generation." "Is another generation opposed?" Dr. Renee, what do you consider happiness? Sobriety, and the freedom to be sober.
This book is very imaginative, building a world where Mars and Earth are suspicious of each other, and the characters are also very vivid. There is a sentence in the book that I like very much: "You are thrown into your destiny at an age when you don't understand it, and you are wrapped up in another world when you are still ignorant of it." This sentence vividly shows the confusion and helplessness of the teenagers in the book, allowing us to better understand their inner world. Recommended reading!
The author's novels are not as good as his short stories. I feel that his short stories are better.
Soft science fiction also has its merits
A very good science fiction novel with ups and downs of plot and delicate writing.