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31st Birthday Essay Symphony

Let’s talk about the city I live in. If you like to play and see, come here..

The place where I live now is called Wangcheng, the hometown of Lei Feng. In the early years, it was a county near Changsha. Later, it was merged into Changsha and became a district. Many years ago, Wangcheng was a large area with a sparse population and relied on a few relocated military industries.

With the development of enterprises, there are not many places where people gather now. Compared to the large tracts of land here, there are really only a handful of people living there.

The best thing is urban planning, with spacious and straight roads, not too many cars, and the city's roads are straight and horizontal, all in a regular field shape. Because there is so much land, the government on the one hand is attracting investment on a large scale.

On the one hand, they build large-scale parks, build pleasant paths around the lake, plant various trees, and build public toilets that are more beautiful than villas.

In the early years, before I settled here, I went to the lake to watch the night view and saw a building with neon lights on the other side of the lake. I thought it was a villa of a wealthy family, but it turned out to be a public toilet - this story I learned a few years ago

I mentioned it in my previous essay. This public toilet is a bit old now. If you think about it carefully,

, suddenly it was one of the reasons why I decided to settle here. Half a year ago, my wife and I went to another lake next door. This lake was bigger and had just been built. My wife pointed to a beautiful building by the lake and said: "

If there is an opportunity in the future, we can contract it and turn it into a studio or art gallery..."

Why is it above? I looked at it carefully for a long time: Okay, okay, it’s a place like this again...

If you come from Changsha by car, most of the places you pass are modern and desolate, with beautifully renovated residential areas one after another. Even if you are in a group, the villas still look lonely, separated by large fields, orchards, and construction sites. If a relatively long period suddenly appears in front of you,

The lively streets probably mean that this is where the former village was, and most of the factories passing by are famous. The names on the outer walls of the construction sites are also: China Construction, Hutchison Whampoa, etc.

There is also a beautiful commercial district like a small town. Most of the brands in the commercial district are world-famous brands, and there are also handbags worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. Many brands are also discounted. There are also supporting restaurants and cinemas. But there are not many customers.

, my wife and I occasionally go over to watch a big screen show

3D movie, eating a meal for two in a beautifully decorated Korean barbecue restaurant with only a few tables of customers, which only cost a few dozen yuan. In the evening, I walked past the package sale price as low as more than 3,000 yuan per square meter, but no one stayed.

Looking at the beautiful villa area, I suddenly felt that the world was really wonderful.

This is a city that is developing too fast. In the early years, I often stayed up late. The biggest problem with sleeping during the day was that there were always various noises outside the window. Every day there were firecrackers, shops opening, construction at construction sites, building roofs, and cracks.

crackle bang bang

Rumble. In a city like this, faced with straight roads and clear grids, occasionally I feel that there is a little lack of human atmosphere. Nowadays, only a few old streets with the highest density of people in Wangcheng can be seen.

, the hometown of the military factory

You can find such an atmosphere near the district. It is a relatively narrow street with old trees on the roadside. When school is over, students come out of the campus one after another. Cars are also restricted, and each one looks like a Japanese-style community.

house, courtyard

There is a courtyard on the wall. The old wall is covered with vines. When I first met my wife, we walked the dog here. The branches and leaves of the loquat tree came out from the courtyard wall, and the stupid dog ran back and forth.

, there are electric motorcycles passing by on the road.

Then one day that stupid dog was running around on the road and was hit by a car. Unfortunately, I wasn't very familiar with it yet.

I have a lot to say about this world, but the opposite is true about life. The world is too simple, but life is too complicated.

A few years ago, I first enjoyed listening to a symphony, Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto in D major. Before that, I had never been able to understand the charm of this pure music, but one day - probably

After watching the movie "Symphony of Life" - I suddenly fell in love with this piece of music. I listened to it over and over again and started listening to other pieces of music.

In this repetitive process, one day I suddenly realized that what the symphony expresses are the most complex emotions. Some people have experienced many things, a lifetime of joy, anger, sorrow, and even more emotions beyond joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.

Complex things - just like when you are old and one day you look back on the past, everything in the past is no longer in the joys, sorrows and joys. At this time, extract a fragment of your mood and make it into music. People with similar complex moods will appear.

Resonance, it's such a complicated thing.

I don’t know what the textbook explanation of the meaning of symphony is, but I think that all high-level arts and corresponding emotions may be such complicated things. It is difficult to describe it in words, and if it were to be described in words, it would take hundreds of

Ten thousand words, if you want readers to experience all that, it may be more convenient to describe the vagueness, paintings, and extract that little bit of inspiration. Of course, there are also places where words are convenient for expression.

Perhaps this complicated thing is life.

Let me tell you something about the world.

Let me first talk about plagiarism. This is something that happened a few days ago. It was originally supposed to be the theme of this birthday essay.

I won’t go into details about the reasons why we banned plagiarism posts a few years ago.

Around the beginning of April, I was still sweeping graves in my hometown. A young man named Wu Rongkui, a trainee reporter in a southern city, suddenly came to me and said that he wanted to know the whole story of the Tieba plagiarism incident that happened a few years ago. I was outside at the time.

All kinds of delays, exhausted to death, said after going back

I gave him an answer, but then the other party collected the information himself and sent some to me, asking if it was true. I took a rough look and said it was true. Soon after, due to the arrival of World Copyright Day, news about plagiarism became

The headlines of Southern Metropolis Daily were published.

When the news came out, I was busy with other things in Changsha. Reporter Wu Rongkui sent me a message that day, saying that Baidu would correct the reputation of Tieba’s pirated content within 12 hours. I looked at it and suddenly didn’t know what to do.

How to answer? Later I replied: "Let's wait and see what happens next. I don't know why when it comes to piracy, I always feel that there will be a very ironic ending. But in any case, thank you for publishing such a piece of news.

"

Later, of course, Baidu did not rectify it. They pretended to rectify it and canceled the pirated posts and put them on the back burner. I told people, as a person who writes essays, this is really an interesting result.

Then, people who plagiarized posts showed off their power. They came to my Weibo, or sent me private messages, or took screenshots to show me: "I plagiarized your book again." This is also a very interesting thing.

However, compared to five years ago and three years ago, there are really fewer such people.

Too many. They probably wouldn't have thought of it. I have no expectations for the possibility of eradicating piracy within ten years. They were stealing before and they are stealing now. How much loss can I have?

They pirated the post and distributed it ten copies at a time. Did I make less than a dime?

But during those few days, I suddenly wanted to talk to some readers in the past few years and say something very hypocritical.

Five years ago, Tieba banned illegal posts and was criticized and boycotted by many people. Three years ago, Baidu came out as a platform for illegal posts and took the initiative to redirect links to Tieba to dt. Now, three years later, they have issued an apology and

Regarding the rectification statement, they have not made rectifications, but the trend is slowly getting better. Although slowly.

Going back to five years ago, these people madly abused the readers who supported the genuine version. Jian Suyan, nt, every Tieba owner scolded them outside and sent private messages, saying that they had violated their democratic rights. Three years ago, Baidu took action.

Readers in the bar went to appeal, but the final result was not

No, many people are very depressed. Now, three years later, how many people have left here. In five years, because of reading a book, because of speaking out about a small matter, later because of abuse, because of depression, even

How many people have lost their passion?

Every piece of innocence is resisting a countercurrent in the world. In the past five years, in this very small range, in the very small range of plagiarism, the trend has slowly become better. This is not because

My reason is because of what many people have said. Although its changes are not as exciting as those in this article, most of the changes in the world are nothing more than appearing in this trend. Even so, that day I suddenly felt,

The loss of those "innocences" and the emergence of those frustrations is such a shame.

I really want all the depressed people to see such changes.

Five years have passed, and I don’t see the possibility that piracy will disappear in the near future. One interesting thing is that whether it was five years ago or five years later, I don’t hate piracy at all—I

I must be on the opposite side of it, and I must advocate genuine editions, but I don’t hate it. I almost never get angry about the existence of this kind of thing - we are born

Living in an era where piracy is rampant, a country and society that takes great advantage of piracy are really accustomed to it. But I can't see a world where ugliness is beauty and distortion is pride. I saw a lot of it a few years ago.

People like this appear. Even now, if you go to a forum called "dt", you can see people like this.

I have been writing for five years, and readers have come and gone, and new ones often appear. Recently, because of reports about southern cities, the book review section has become popular again. Some readers came over and asked, can the author actually curse people? Can he curse people? Some of them read it.

The pirate deliberately pretended to be an ignorant reader and asked. Let me confirm here, yes, this is how I cursed people.

The story started five years ago. When Tieba started banning pirated posts five years ago, a large number of shameless people came out to defend their "rights." I am a person who likes to debate. Occasionally, when I have time to write a book, I will participate in debates and speak eloquently.

I can write hundreds of thousands of words. Several things happened at that time, one of which was: someone posted

Post, scolding a friend for killing his whole family, probably saying that you are not the author, so what qualifications do you have to come out against plagiarism? I came out and said, now that I am here, can I ask you to kill my whole family? They took a screenshot - of course it was just

My words - spread around, saying that the author actually cursed people, as evidence that they viewed piracy as legitimate.

The second thing is that a reader at that time said that Banana is such a person. He won't give me free books to read. I have read you wrong all this time. Then he said that he had burned all the pirated books he had bought of mine.

Yes - he burned my pirated books, of course I laughed, and then took screenshots, saying that Banana doesn't value readers.

It was only recently that someone suddenly broke the news about this matter. It is very interesting. Although I have always heard that the update group is very arrogant, I have never seen it in the post bar. Only recently did someone mention it.

This post about pirated books was deliberately made by the Daybreak update team. They tried hard to steal it. In the end, they failed.

The third thing is that one day I was debating with a piracy supporter for a long time. This person suddenly said, of course I know what I said is illogical, I just deliberately messed up and wasted your time. Hahahaha. I was like

Think, yes

, with such a simple logic, how can people with normal IQs really think that plagiarism is their benefit? Using crooked logic and saying this or that, their purpose is nothing more than one, I want to see your

I still want to feel at ease about piracy.

Since then, I have stopped debating at length, especially in the past few years, when writing requires more and more time. If someone takes some extremely simple right and wrong questions and turns eighteen twists and turns, my hospitality,

That’s just four words. My seriousness cannot be wasted on fools and bad people.

The so-called quality refers to the quality of a person. He understands things and knows right and wrong. He has a stand and is able to stick to it. These things are qualities. Not scolding others has never been the case.

I am not angry about piracy. It exists all over the mountains and plains. I have never even expected that within ten or twenty years, my books will be free of piracy and I will get huge benefits. In the past few years, some people have asked me to fight against piracy.

When it comes to talking, I agree to some and reject some, but that is not what I pursue.

Many of our people think about the world very complicatedly: "If you want to defeat piracy, you should..." "To accomplish this, you have to rely on the country..." "The core of this matter lies in the country xxoo...",

Everyone talks like a leader. I have also experienced such times, but then one day I suddenly discovered that the world does not work like this.

We - as everyone stated - are ordinary people, even, the power of each of us is one, and the influence of the top who has the decisive power may be 100 million. Suppose a leader

When he wants to do something, he will listen. He will never tell you how to do it. He will only look at people's awareness and urgency of the matter. If there are many people who really need this, he will listen.

Adding power and then how to do it is a matter for experts.

When I was young, I always wanted to change the world, thinking that if I found a certain key point, I could achieve something. Later I realized that I was only one in 1.4 billion, and the changes in the world could only be seen one by one.

"One" goes to pile up. Piracy is not important, right or wrong is.

Suppose there is a person watching piracy. Today, the country or any organization has taken down a pirated website. They will silently find the next one. Such people have no moral defects. But when the country or any organization takes down a pirate website, they will come out to speak and

Various methods have been used to argue that this pirated version is correct and should not be banned. It must be due to a lack of morality.

In the next ten or twenty years, as long as you want to watch, piracy websites may exist, but as long as you know that piracy is wrong, maybe twenty years from now, our next generation will live in a society that respects intellectual property rights. And just

There is no hope for those who distort right and wrong just for the sake of one or two searches or the trouble of searching.

The world is of course complex, but at the same time it is simple. Everyone's words and everyone's right and wrong may not necessarily make the world a better place, but if you want to have the possibility of making it better, so-called, you can only change your own.

Put one part in 1.4 billion on it.

This is never inspiring or impassioned. This is only our only way. Amplifying the power of most people to the extreme is only one part in 1.4 billion. We cannot clearly see the change, but

The world will definitely count it.

I occasionally talk and comment on some things on Weibo, and some people say that bananas are going to become public knowledge. I post pictures or stories about my family life, and some readers come out and say: "It's great to post these, but I don't want to be public knowledge."

Some people say that it is not easy for Banana to persist for so many years. In fact, these and other things are all what I want to say, and I have never gone against my will, so there is nothing "not easy" about it.

I once wanted to write a book because gorgeous words can make boring things become generous and boring things become vivid. Unexpectedly, writing an essay at the age of thirty-one suddenly became dull again. Because one day I looked back.

Look, the world is so simple. Every effort is rewarded. There are no shortcuts. Only by being serious will you win. Those exciting stories in books and movies, and the unspeakable excitement, must be taken step by step.

Get up.

However, life is complicated, and those laws and principles will always be beyond our expectations. You can adapt to it when you are embarrassed, and one day, it will become a topic that you are proud of. When you are satisfied, you may occasionally feel

Empty. I was once a child, and in the blink of an eye I was already over thirty.

One day at noon in late April, my wife and I went for a walk by the lake. The sun was very bright, the wind was strong, and it was warm. The waves were lapping against the lake shore. My wife and I were resting on a bench under a tree, not far ahead.

A boat that two girls were riding on was blown by the wind from time to time.

, the two of them stomped away to the center of the lake again. I occasionally had a headache while writing a book, so my wife asked me to lie down and massage my head while I took out my eyes. A group of children came over from not far away.

We played noisily at the nearby lake for a while and then went further.

My wife and I talked incessantly. When I opened my eyes, the wind was blowing on me, the sun shone through from above the trees, and there were vague sounds of people and wind far and near. I suddenly

I remember the summer vacation when I was a teenager. I had just graduated from junior high school and borrowed a complete set of San Mao’s Complete Works from a classmate’s house.

Tian was reading a book at home. At that time, I lived on the second floor of a house. The bed faced a large window. There was a Chinese chrysanthemum tree outside the window. In addition, I could see large expanses of the sky with floating clouds. After I finished reading "

"The Story of the Sahara", lying on the bed, looking at the clouds outside, the breeze blowing lazily through the room...

From then on, I began to come into contact with complex things in society. When I saw a more complex world, throughout the 1920s, I tried hard to see it all clearly, to see clearly the laws of social operation, and to see clearly what kind of things were possible.

That's right. I'll never have that moment again where nothing is on my mind.

That's when I wanted to stop.

I can't describe the feeling of that moment to you very well. I will record it first. It may be the most complicated thing in the symphony. A few years ago, I would imitate Haruki Murakami and write this sentence: "As long as xxxxxxx

, maybe people can be saved." I don't understand them well, but maybe - even in such a chaotic and complicated world - at some point in the future, we will still have the possibility to go back.

Don't be in a hurry to damage yourself.

Sincerely, salute.

May 3, 2016. Angry Banana.

ps: Even if I once lived in a cesspit, I don’t want to work hard to become a dung beetle.

Let’s encourage you all.

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