The Boy from Jiangdu

I came here from Prison Chrysalis and found this great article and my appetite. I like every article so much! The background color of the Jiangdu boy is completely different from that of the prison pupa. The prison pupa is black and red, while the Jiangdu boy is the bright sunshine dotted under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. It is warm, and it is like boiling a pot of wine and drinking it hot. It is comfortable and a little tipsy after drinking. If I insist on the color, I think it should be bright yellow. The protagonists are Song Jingyuan and Lu Shiying, students who are both ordinary and extraordinary throughout the whole process. As students, they tend to be partial to subjects and have their own various troubles. As senior brothers in Pengshanju, they each shine with extraordinary light. It is really, really real! Who doesn't have a few classmates who are afraid of studying but are great in some fields? The sense of immersion immediately fills me up when I read it! The entire background hit exactly what I was interested in - I personally like traditional culture very much. I have also learned and played with fine brushwork seal cutting and calligraphy in bits and pieces, and I couldn't bear to stop reading. The writing of the whole article is soothing and smooth, and it has the feeling of gurgling water under the small bridge in the old city. It does not have the rush and uniformity of the vast city in the north, nor does it have the beautiful bubble that everyone in the remote countryside yearns for in the city. Not everyone agrees that studying all the way is the ultimate solution. The life in the city in the article seems to be mixed between modern and ancient times. There are bustling traffic and rock bars in the city, as well as Pengshan residence where you can meditate on calligraphy and play with birds. I really like these Jiangdu teenagers described by the author. They have enough vision but no strict framework. Su Boyan devotes himself to restoring ancient books, Song Jingyuan stays with his master Song Shan and continues to pass down calligraphy and painting. Lu Shiying also finds what he wants, and they can choose what they want. I also think of Zhou Mingshuo and Mu Yang in the Southern Wave. One wants to return to Changbai Mountain, and the other wants to be a carpenter in the hometown that cannot be returned, but they can no longer do it, and their hometown is gone. From the perspective of large-scale development, of course, technology comes first and urbanization comes first, but if we jump out of this trend, this matter suddenly becomes uncertain again. Where is the end of human development? In order to get out of the earth and escape the fate of extinction due to resource depletion? But will we not become extinct if we leave the earth? And... Why go so far? When the first fish climbed ashore, it never imagined that one day its offspring would be able to touch the moon. There are always people who are willing to pursue higher scenery throughout their lives, and there are always people who are willing to stay in their hearts. Most of the time, modern society does not tolerate the existence of the latter. But it happens that such delicate and indescribable feelings are the most unique thing about people. People need this kind of difference. Although Song Shan, who stubbornly inherits his family knowledge, can't be persuaded like a stone because Su Boyan refused to stay and expelled him from the school, he is a Pengshan resident. The owner of the collection has left a place for those feelings that have nowhere to go. Those things are not "good goods" that can be held in hand in exchange for profit, nor can they be measured with money. There are always people standing in front of these collections, talking to the creators, no matter how much time has passed. , Centuries or decades, the spirit is the same priceless, he is like this, Song Jingyuan and Lu Shiying are like this, Bai Yechuan and Su Boyan are like this, maybe he finally realized that he wanted to pass on the mantle of seeing the soul of the author through calligraphy and painting, and not to lose his original heart due to the fluctuation of material desires, and Although Bai Yechuan, Su Boyan and Song Shan took different paths, the "Tao" was the same in the end, so they reconciled in the end and the big family got together. I don't like to interpret it as Song Shan is soft-hearted. If I am wrong in both understandings, please ignore this paragraph. That fire made my heart hurt! So while enjoying the convenient life brought by urbanization, I regret that cities make different landscapes the same, because the skeleton of the city is the planning map, and the flesh and blood is steel and cement. If space colonization is really realized a hundred years later, and the universe finds two planets with similar environments, I estimate that there will not be too much difference in the cities above. Even the street trees in the city are well behaved. Just like what Mu Yang said, most people here spend their lives exchanging time for money and then life, and they are busy but empty. Of course I am one of those people. I live and study frivolously every day, and my time is cut into pieces like bread for birds. I have long forgotten what I should do. Maybe I read on step by step, and then just talk about daily necessities like most people in the world. After my life is over, I look back blankly and realize that I have taken off my name. The words, this life seems to be suitable for any ordinary person. After reading it, I was shocked to find that the relaxation I had when I first entered college and the lack of supervision caused me to live in a haze in the next semester (which also led to some irreversible consequences, such as failing the exam). After thinking quietly for a night, I felt that most of the ashes saved by my slackness had been shaken off. I admire these young men for their ten years of practicing kung fu, and I also admire Su Boyan's love and persistence in restoring ancient books. I envy the young people's state of mind and the slow life in Pengshan Residence. It seems that as soon as the door is closed, the steel and iron bones outside forget about this leisurely land where bamboos are planted and birds are raised. Thank you to the author for writing such a good work, so that when we are pushed forward by various pressures in society, our hearts can slow down while reading the text, relax and look back at ourselves quietly. After I finished writing it and read it again, I found that the words didn't express what I meant and I didn't understand what was said... I don't care, that's all I have to say anyway! Sorry if I made a mistake! The writing is very good! Brag hard! Finally, I look forward to the author's next work w

What can I say? All I can say is that living in a small northern town, I rarely experienced the delicate and gentle southern culture and the sweet love between two boys!

I'm still merciful. There's a little bit of realistic cruelty in the back, but it still gives me the beginning and end of a fairy tale. It's such a quiet article, not impatient at all, and it doesn't have the pretentiousness or flattery of other articles on the market. Maybe due to the space limit, I have to give a little background information. I am very interested in the pre-collection of the ancient story! Wait for the text! Also, I really like the plot of a boy doting on his girlish mother.

I have a strong preference for this Peach Blossom Spring-like writing style, which is full of books on the Pengshan Road in the afternoon and the lively young people walking through the streets and alleys. I love this story very much. Thank you for writing such a touching story.

This is probably the life of a young man. Although he seems to be in chaos, he is also full of high spirits.

It is now 8:30 in the evening. The signal on the high-speed train to Beijing is extremely poor. We still have half an hour to go to Beijing. I barely managed to write this comment. This year was supposed to be the year I graduated from college, but due to psychological problems, I made a plan to take a break from school at the beginning of this year. My roommate asked me why I had to drop out of school when I only had half a year left? I can only tell the truth: I really can't bear it anymore. I forgot when I clicked on this article. I only vaguely remember that this article was the most "readable" I've read recently. I left school today. My roommate said that he had never been to Beijing and wanted to go shopping, so he asked me to come with him. I agreed. When I left school, I looked at the dormitory and the campus, and suddenly realized that when I come back this time next year, I will be alone. Suddenly I felt so sad. The roommates all graduated successfully. Speaking of which, I finished reading the main story when I was at home, and just finished reading the extras on the high-speed train. Some sentences and plots in the article made me feel extremely depressed and uncomfortable, and they relieved me a lot. After all, it is a bit abnormal to stay at home for half a year without even leaving the bedroom door except to go to the doctor. When the string of Jingyuan's pipa broke, I felt deeply. But when I was learning guzheng, some friends also experienced similar things. Although I was not the victim, it was still very sad for me to take it in. Maybe it's just being so screwed up that makes me sick. So when I saw that Master asked Jingyuan to write "Taishan Carving Stone", I thought, oh, it turns out that you can still live in the world, and the breeze and the bright moon have their own places to go. I will travel to Beijing for four days this time. After seeing off my friends, I will go for a follow-up visit. I hope everything will go well this time. I am also very happy to read this article by the author. I like it very much, I really like it.

Finished with flowers~Thank you to the author for such a good article! Listening to a flute, the sun sets on a distant slope, and I see wisps of lingering clouds dipping into shallow waves. Reading "Jiangdu Boy" reminded me of "Quan Yuan Song", about advance and retreat, attack and defense. Too many choices can sometimes be confusing. If life cuts off a few paths, you may be able to suddenly become enlightened and understand what you really want. Everyone wants to live a stable life, but they cannot avoid the chaos. The truth that the predecessors have explained can only be believed to be true only if you have experienced it yourself. After finishing the college entrance examination this year, I am now applying for a volunteer. I am very afraid that I will make a mistake and delay it for a few years. I hope I won't be too panicked, after all, what is supposed to come will always come. Alas alas, that's it~

What a wonderful article. I haven't been to Jinjiang for a long time, but I accidentally read it. It really explodes in character. It's a pity that such a good article is not read much. Maybe it would be better to change the platform... By the way, I want to complain about Jinjiang. The interface is ugly and difficult to use. Unless you are lucky, trying to find a readable article among the novices is like looking for a needle in a haystack... It is also very unfriendly to novice authors.

I really enjoyed the direction and ending of this story. From the carefree and fairy tale-like boyhood at the beginning, to the calm and cruel reality. But this seemingly hopeless reality, because love and hope are everywhere, all the helplessness and powerlessness, those broken dreams, impermanent lives, and missed people can be reconciled in the depths of the years. At the intersection of Pengshan, the return of old friends can calm all the regrets.

How are master and uncle? Woohoo.