The Senior Disciple Said

Although this is an IF episode about the death of one party, the amazing thing is that it is not that sad to read... It is sad but not sad, and the regret and melancholy are light. Thinking about it, it may be because when the plot reaches the time point of Mohua Xiu, the debt and love and hate between the two are no longer as strong and clear as when they reunited, but more of a choice. (A type of divorced couple) If they are facing each other from a distance across the shore, still thinking and hesitating, knowing that the obstacle will be long, should they still go back and follow it? ... They are once again stuck before the node of choice, and this time there is no way forward... And time can smooth out everything, all roughness, burrs, love, resentment, and even the impression itself. The most touching passage when I first read it was, "He would also pass through Yanxiang. Every time he stayed there, new impressions would come up layer by layer, covering up the traces of the past. By now, the old memories have really become hazy, like reflections in water, always reflecting the clearest moment." The smearing of memory. Recalling the words of the victim's widow in "Underground": "I gradually can't remember the outline of his face. It's very distinctive. The bone at the eyebrow position is very angular. At first, I could clearly remember it by just gesturing with my hands. Now I can't remember it... I mean... There are no more... Even relatives, the memory is blurred. No more... " Every time the brain retrieves a memory, it is an empty description of something that does not exist here and now, reproducing and recreating a story that the current self needs. If a person cannot step into the same river twice, then there will be no identical paintings... It is like the original murals of Mogao Grottoes and the copies made by different people. Memory is so unreliable. But if there is no memory and no continuous self-story can be constructed, what is "I"? As for that most clear moment. The extra chapter mentions the setting sun on the Conghai Lake several times, but for some reason it feels slightly different. Go back and read the memories of Lao Meng in the section "Red Apricots": "The evening sky in Yanxiang was covered with dark clouds that day, and a ray of crimson rays broke through the clouds, flew down from the middle of the mountains, and fell on the vast lake as vast as the sea." Lao Meng's pen, which Guangze layman encountered by chance, was "Dense clouds covered the sky, and only a ray of rays of rays of light flew down from the clouds." The mirage that came out of Shi Xiwei's mind: "mountains, the lake is as vast as the sea, and there is a crimson glow." He recalled that the last thing they saw in Qianchou Lantern was "the distant mountains in the twilight were like clouds in the sky, and the lake was vast and boundless. The setting sun seemed to have knocked over rouge, spreading it luxuriously between the sky and the water." Of course, memories and illusions cannot be generalized, and people must be very clear about this. Perhaps the scenery is still the same, but the focus of the viewer is slightly different. The main text is basically from Lao Meng's point of view, but in the extra chapter it is Shi Xiwei's side. It's interesting to think about it. The glow breaks through the clouds and falls into the heart of the lake. Is it a summary of some kind of freehand brushwork? The other side is more like a big block of color than a dynamic one, squandering a certain preferred color, as if it is a tomorrow that should not have and will never happen again... However, "there are infinite painting hands in the world, and a piece of sadness cannot be painted", and the "painting mirror" is indeed gone. Home. For Shi Xiwei, Mengshan is his hometown that he cannot avoid and cannot escape, nor does he want to escape. The songs that Lao Meng subconsciously sang came from Yuxiu's hometown before and even earlier. Bai Lu thought that Yuxiu was Meng Junshan's hometown - Needless to say, Yuxiu occupied many positions in Lao Meng's life and left indelible traces. As the previous article describes the relationship between the people in Hengwen and the sect, what Ayun's grandmother said is also like what Xingyi said: "People will never be free in this world." The extreme situation is probably like Xie Zhen erasing the traces left by Yaoshan's sword skills in the soul, but how many Xie Zhens are there in the world? ——This is one side. On the other hand, no matter how many traces Yuxiu left, and even shaped the person Meng Junshan is today, his original hometown will not completely disappear from his life, but will stubbornly occupy a small corner in the depths. Although he has not been back to that hometown for a long time, things may have changed and people may have changed, and it may not be his homeland in the future... It is still in his heart. Perhaps the homeland of physics will eventually disappear. The Mengshan that Shi Xi did not return to at the beginning of the extra chapter was not the dull one he remembered when the previous generals were there, nor was it the one under his rule. Therefore, it is always a bit lonely to read. I don't know if I feel this way... How can it be the same as the old days without anything new? Fences, the vine flowers that I couldn't stand when I was a boy... When I saw this, I realized that if I had not accepted all of this happily from the beginning, he would not feel free. In other words, few people in the world can always be satisfied with the present - without this desire to feel inadequate, the human world probably would not have developed to where it is today. I thought I would never escape, but here I am reminded of the story of the chained elephant in the circus. (It's also like a person who was overwhelmed by work and responsibilities and found out after leaving the company that no one can change the company...) Some things were huge at first, but then they were insignificant; some things seemed like that at the time, but they reappeared countless times in unexpected places, haunting them like ghosts. As time passes, people change. Didn't Shi Xi think that this day would happen at first? That person has been infiltrated into life unconsciously. He is no longer everywhere, but there are still traces of him everywhere. If everything is just a dream that no one knows about. And memory is like ripples on water. When asked at the end if he was from Yanxiang, Shi Xiwei did not deny it and felt that "this place where I feel at ease is my hometown". (If you talk about it from a practical point of view, it may be easier. You can't say in front of ordinary people that you are from Mengshan of the Shizurubu... But it would be too embarrassing x) (It's interesting to think about it in modern society. Some people may have a little trouble choosing which of the places where they were born, where they grew up, where they studied, where they work, and where they live to identify as their hometown or the place they identify with. But to put it in a less sentimental way, it's the richness of my experience. One city and one place is no longer enough to summarize, but it seems to be pretty good... Oh, language! Why is the human heart not a piece of pancake that is tossed over and over, don't you think so, King Birdie)

If Royce wrote this if first and then wrote the cp extra after a long time, why not hit a stick and give a sweet date... Fortunately, he gave the candy first. Reading this article with the candy in his mouth can feel the pure beauty.

It took me a long time to summon up the courage to open this extra story. I think it is the story that best connects with the apricot red chapter in terms of color. Fiery red, golden red, orange red, the hottest colors are also the most like a sad dream. It contains memories that are least similar to the mirage of light blue and green, but it is also a real past like the red dress that Shi Xiwei liked when he was a child. What a beautiful if line... But! As a sweetheart, I still have to say that the world line of the text is so good (wipe away tears) I want to reminisce about the General Happiness Ver. When I saw Lao Meng and his son laughing out loud. It was still worth rescuing Lao Meng!

A touch of melancholy and a touch of longing... I feel like following if I can also get a glimpse of the leader before he was recovered by Lao Meng. Being both widowed and widowed is doubly delicious! ! Fortunately, it's just an if line. I feel so reluctant to keep experiencing this kind of occasional touch of emotion (but it's also really delicious (why is it so contradictory!)). But when I think of the main world line, the protagonist may be slightly sentimental about a lively Lao Meng next to him, so he jumps out and tries every means to tease him. I also feel that I hope Lao Meng is here and hope he is not (why is it so contradictory?)

I have also thought about what it would be like if Lao Meng really died in Xinwan. Will there be reincarnation in this world? But even if he reincarnates, to the general, will it be like white dew in his past and present lives? Although in this relationship, Lao Meng is the one who is more obviously constrained by responsibilities and unable to chase after him, but the general has always been responsible for the blood and veins, and the if line may not mean that both of them are finally relieved. While boating at dusk, I was reminded of the poem I read before, "It's best if you remember it, or it's best if you forget it, the light that shines on each other when they meet." It's really the same as dusk, beautiful and regretful [crying]

Maybe because the main character has already cried for Lao Meng, the if line is not as sharp as expected, and even Bai Lu's memories are quite sweet. Lao Meng was really stupid at that time, and after reading it, I understand better why he ran away at that time (?) Speaking of which, I really want to see the extra story of the main character traveling with Lao Meng in various disguises, and since then there have been more legends about Lao Meng showing mercy everywhere (?

I went back to review the previous article, and suddenly thought that this if-line Lao Meng's mirror should be left in the hands of the general. This is really worthy of a detailed discussion (but it has been a long time, and people like me who have been reading it recently have forgotten this matter. It is not surprising that the author has forgotten it (.

I'm also thinking about why this chapter is called Nanxiangzi. The title of this poem is a tribute to the scenery of the south. In my impression, most of the names of this poem are nostalgic and recalling the past. Just like a general who travels across mountains and rivers, he will never forget or retain the Yan Township. Reminiscing about the past also leaves behind a record of its scenery. . .

I can't stand it anymore when I think that Lao Meng will be slowly forgotten, and the general will slowly forget his appearance. I can only read other people's journals and walk through the places where Lao Meng once walked to retrieve some memories that have been gradually replaced by renovations. Lao Meng, you must live well.

Is the green mountain covered with snow the name of a big vest? I saw an article with this name elsewhere. Isn't it a pirated article? [Hold your chin]