Old Tales

I listened to the radio drama at this time last year, and it had a big impact on me. When I listened to the drama for the first time, two words "fate" came to my mind. This year, I mustered up the courage to find this article and read it. All encounters in this world depend on fate. When Zeng Songyuan and Cai Qingxu met for the first time, Qingxu struck up a conversation with Songyuan. Later he said, "Fate is really wonderful. The first time I met you, I felt like we were old friends at first sight. You are very kind and want to help you." The first time I encountered this story was during the most difficult days for me every year, the day my grandfather passed away. Every year I think about it, another year has passed, and it seems to be a little better than the previous year. I am afraid that in a few years, sadness will be like a monsoon that decreases year by year. One year, I will no longer come to visit me. Therefore, I always want to leave some memories on this day. My grandfather and I are just like Song Yuan and his grandfather, we are both close and strangers. My dad is also very cold towards grandpa. The three of us, grandfather and grandson, don't know what we inherited, and we are all very indifferent to family emotions. After my grandfather passed away, my family asked me to write something to commemorate him, but I was even more confused. I didn't know anything about his first sixty years. The photo frame above the mirror at home hangs a photo of my grandfather when he was young. Later, photos of my childhood were added one after another. Our fate seems to be the fate of a photo frame. It is quite sad to think about it. So when I saw Song Yuan crying while holding the two old photos in his grandfather's pocket, I wanted to get to know my grandfather again, and wanted to know how my grandfather lived in the first sixty years without him. I felt like I was back four years ago, when I was sitting in my grandfather's house in my hometown, facing a blank paper, unable to write a single word, and slowly feeling the feeling of being forgotten by the whole world. Fortunately, the fate in the story is complete. Zeng Zifan and Cai Wenze, Zeng Songyuan and Cai Qingxu. It looks like a lot of fog, but it's actually a blur of grass and gray snakes. On the bridge at the entrance of the village, red paper is posted when a person is born, and white paper obituary is posted after death. Also called the Bridge of Life, a lifetime is just the distance of walking across a bridge. It turns out that the obituaries of Zeng Zifan and Cai Wenze were posted together on the bridge. They did not seek to live together, but to die together. There is an osmanthus tree at my grandfather's residence in the county seat. It turned out that Cai Wenze liked to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Zeng Zifan always remembered it and would bring some every time he went home. On the way to search, Qingxu took care of Songyuan. In the past, Zeng Zifan has always taken care of Cai Wenze. Qingxu and Songyuan memorized "Look at the mountains all red, the forests all dyed, the rivers azure, and hundreds of boats vying for the current." In the past, it was Cai Wenze who took the photo of Zeng Zifan full of hope when he was a boy. They once "were angry at book business and scolded Fang Qiu" together. Qingxu and Songyuan said "you" in unison, which is very similar to Zeng Zifan and Cai Wenze who said the same thing, "Whoever devotes himself to protecting the country will get nothing." Qing Xu hides things in the same place as Cai Wenze, and he can guess it right away. Songyuan dreamed that Qingxu was getting married. And Cai Wenze encountered Zeng Zifan's marriage. Therefore, Song Yuan said that he had the feeling that "people today cannot see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon used to shine on ancient people." Yes. Songyuan's coldness and Qingxu's brightness are also a perfect match. I especially like the part where they look at the stars and the moon and talk about the philosophy of life from poetry and song. The night is so quiet. Songyuan couldn't sleep, so Qingxu went to comfort him. Instead of saying "Don't think about drinking more hot water," he said that the stars would move. People sometimes get stuck, but we can get out on our own. He memorized "Look northwest, shoot Sirius", and Song Yuan immediately answered why he wrote northwest when Sirius is clearly in the southeast. It means that he understands everything you say and understands it perfectly. I really envy this kind of emotion. Songyuan was not just sad because of the loss of his loved ones. He grieves for some of the misses in this world that we cannot control. He, his father, his grandfather and his grandson all missed each other. Missed by Zeng Zifan and Cai Wenze. The beautiful moments frozen in time, the dreams and aspirations frozen in time, and the miss of the cruel and cold reality. Qingxu is someone who unexpectedly understands him. Not just helping him out of kindness, but being able to sense his sadness. It seems like an accident, but it is actually fate. The unfinished fate of the elders continues with them. It is always the high-spirited young man who walks home together holding a wine jar. Isn't that pretty good? —That graduation photo was full of hope. They were full of hope for the future. However, when we look back as people later, we know that there is no good future at all. There is only war and turmoil waiting for them. They have been pushed by fate for a lifetime. Looking back and looking at this photo at the beginning of their dream, it must be very complicated. -So, we must cherish the present. This comfort is for Songyuan and for all those who are sad. "I don't know if he ever regretted or felt pain, or how he cried or laughed, but I think that his life was completely frozen in the past, and there is no need for future generations to summarize or sigh." We can only watch our old friends go away, look at their backs and tell me "no need to chase", and then cherish every bit of fate we have now. The sadness of loss will fade away one day, but it does not mean that you will forget the past. Love and wisdom are always stronger than time. Thank you, the author, for giving me the courage unintentionally. Although I feel like I can't meet anyone like Qingxu, your words have filled me with strength. I want to give you a big hug across the screen.

I wrote an article about my feelings after reading it in the space. After thinking about it, I might as well post it here to express my gratitude for the good article, which once again cleansed my soul. One is at the end of the sky, and the other is at the corner of the earth. When I was born, my shadow was not connected with my form, and when I died, my soul was not connected with my dreams. This is a sentence from Changwu's "Old Things". Now that I recite it silently, the sour feeling can't help but come to my heart, and it comes back to my eyes time and time again, wanting to flow out. I read this book in two days over the weekend. It is only a medium-length novel, which is very rare at my speed. The writing is excellent, and reading it word for word is like watching an old movie. In the unclear picture, the characters vividly tell the story that has been submerged by history. There is no sound, but the silent picture is clearly telling. As I watched, tears flowed out, feeling inexplicably sad. After reading it, I couldn't help but sigh. What do you want in life? Looking at the history books, those college students from Beiyang University to the end of the Republic of China, in that turbulent era, they were so passionate and self-willed about how to save the country and the people, and their hope for the future. But when we look back as later generations, we know that there is no good "future" at all, only war and turmoil are waiting for them. Being pushed by fate all my life... Out of a class of thirty-three people, "Only five people who were admitted to college during the return visit, four who died in the war, three who were missing during the war, three who went to Taiwan, and a total of eleven people whose identities can be found include the above-mentioned categories who are confirmed to have passed away. In short, most of these thirty-three people are no longer alive or dead, and their whereabouts are unknown." The grandfather in the article "spent the first half of his life studying in foreign schools, went north to study, and experienced more than ten years of war and turmoil; in the second half of his life, he sacrificed his love, adopted the other person's child, abandoned his own identity and became a stern rower in the other person's name, and finally died alone on a cold winter night. I wasted my time, and in the end, when I looked back, I realized that my life was not what I thought it would be. I once fought against it fiercely and risked my life for my dream, but in the end, I couldn't beat the wheel of fate. Can life be happy? Happiness is defined. In the end, it leads to mediocrity. In the end, it just wants peace of mind. " My grandfather, until his death, never thought about where he would be buried. If "I" hadn't helped him return to his hometown, he might have ended up in the cemetery. "After all, I can't write his epitaph. I don't know if he ever regretted and suffered in this life, and how he cried and laughed. But I think that his life is completely frozen in the past time, and there is no need for future generations to summarize and sigh." The so-called love, although two people are happy with each other, but they have no choice but to stay together. They stubbornly want to die in the same place, but they end up nowhere to return after decades.

It's so beautiful, I almost burst into tears. I'm so good at writing, and I'm so nostalgic for the past era. This is another world.

Cai Wenze's life has been too bitter

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I am a very empathetic person. I cried from the beginning to the end of this story, and I had mixed emotions. Thinking of the more than ten years since the Republic of China, I have so much to say, but I don't know how to write about it... After all, we are only later generations. As for old things, let them be frozen in time. My wife's writing style is really good. Regarding the subject of old events of the Republic of China, few people can master it.

I accidentally saw the article in the recommendations at the end of the article and opened it accidentally. Real, regretful, and beautiful.

I also love looking for those iconic constellations at night all year round

I came from radio dramas. The radio dramas are so well done and the writing is so great!!!