Jin Jingcheng immediately began to tell:

"When I was studying at New York University, I had a Chinese friend who was an international student from China from New York. He was studying for a master's degree in philosophy. Once I asked him why you chose philosophy major, and he told me a story."

"His hometown is a small town in China. There are very few courtyards with nostalgia in this town. In fact, there were many such courtyards, but they were later replaced by second- or third-storey buildings, so it was difficult to see them. Even so, there was still a special courtyard located in his mind. Even if he arrived in New York later, his mind would occasionally appear."

"The reason why he can remember such a small courtyard clearly, and that his memory has not been diluted and rinsed by the torrent of time is not the courtyard itself, but the person who lives inside is the person who made him remember this courtyard."

"This is a very dilapidated courtyard. The one living in this courtyard is a young man. He is like a hermit. The courtyard where this hermit lives has no gate, and even the walls around are invisible, intermittent, decadent, decadent, as if the teeth of an old man were too old. Such a wall is always covered with green ivy. In this way, from a distance, except for the loopholes, there are ivy. The entire wall itself seems to have become a decoration. Or it can be said that the entire wall itself has a great sense of mystery, like him, like his hiding."

"At that time, my Chinese friend's greatest feeling about this hermit was my mystery. Not only did my Chinese friend think so, but the older people around the hermit also viewed him like this. Apart from the mystery, the hermit was silent, rarely spoke, and rarely contacted people. He closed himself in a dilapidated house like a small courtyard day and night. Even if he went out, he would definitely be like a ghost, floating and faint, making people confused. Because of this, he naturally became an alternative in everyone's mind, and naturally he was given various strange titles, the most commonly used one was the 'ghost'."

"My Chinese friends often call him a ghost. Of course, they just talk to their childhood friends when they were playing games. They dare not be in front of him. My Chinese friends didn't even have the opportunity to speak in front of him. This hermit lived in the town for six years, from the time my Chinese friends were seven years old until my Chinese friends left at the age of thirteen, and when my Chinese friends were in junior high school, he left."

"The people in the town never thought that in two years, the young man who was like a ghost would become a nationally renowned philosopher. What does a philosopher mean and what he does? I guess few people in the town understand that the only thing they are sure of is that it must be a very profound and sacred profession. If it weren't for this, the hermit wouldn't appear on the podium on the TV screen often, talking to many university professors and students."

"Of course my Chinese friend would not have thought that he would become a philosopher. My Chinese friend had very few opportunities to meet him head-on, because when this hermit lived in a small town, he went out in a very small number of times. However, one time, out of curiosity, my Chinese friend forced his courage to go to his courtyard with a few playmates. It was also that time that made my Chinese friend feel a sense of awe for him in the future."

"That time, my Chinese friend quietly leaped by the window of the broken house of the hermit. He saw that the whole house was a book, the chair was a book, the table was a book, and even the bed was made of books. The whole ocean of books, the forest of books, and the paradise of books."

"There is an ancient Chinese book called "Zengguang Past Sages", which says "Under the Artemisia, there may be orchid fragrance; in thatched houses, there may be a marquis and kings", which means that there may be fragrant orchids under the Artemisia, and the poor houses of thatched cottages cannot assert that there is no future general. Coincidentally, the courtyard where the hermit lived was always full of artemisia, and all kinds of artemisia, the most were fine bamboo artemisia and artemisia. These two types of artemisia were rare in the town, but the most were the most in his courtyard."

"Later, the hermit became a famous philosopher. My Chinese friend was already in high school. After learning about this, he suddenly realized that neither the fine bamboo artemisiae nor the atrophy of atrophy are useless. The former can cool blood and stop bleeding. The latter's artemisiae sprouts are bitter, spicy, and damp in nature, and can "break blood and promote blood stasis, lower qi and unblock meridians". They can cure postpartum blood stasis, lower abdominal distension and pain, and have various functions such as strengthening the spleen, detoxification, and cooling. They can even be eaten, mixing sauce, cold sauce, stir-frying eggs, stewing, shaving, crispy fried, and have light and fragrant taste.

"My Chinese friend was inspired by this and applied for philosophy at university, and later went to New York University to study for a master's degree in philosophy."

"Not long ago, my Chinese friend returned to his hometown town and went to see the courtyard. This very dilapidated courtyard still exists, not only exists, but also is offered as a strict temple by the people in the town. But when my Chinese friend saw the brilliant walls that were towering high outside the courtyard at some point, he walked into a magnificent gate. Thinking that in addition to the people in the town, outsiders who want to go in and spend money to buy tickets, they couldn't help but feel dazed. Is this the courtyard in his memory? Maybe, maybe it's not at all, it's not important anymore. The point is that the person who lived in the past is no longer the nameless hermit in the past."

"The so-called "sharpening a sword for ten years and the sword is sharpened, then you can reach the peak with your sword. Whether the peak is peak or not, you can't make a decision. Now the hermit, who was poor and called a ghost in his early years, is indeed at a peak in the Chinese philosophy community. Although he is still young, he is still young, and my Chinese friends are also working hard to climb the peak of his own philosophy."

"My Chinese friends told me that what kind of circle a person is in, what kind of people you will meet; what kind of friends you make, your temperament will gradually approach these people; wherever you are and what height you stand, determines what kind of vision you have; the bigger the pattern you have in your heart, you can see the sky. You haven't met the person you expect because you are not ready for yourself yet."

"That small town hermit used many years to cultivate himself, and my Chinese friends would also cultivate themselves well and become philosophers."
Chapter completed!