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Chapter 215: My Life Has a End

Flowers are not flowers, mist is not mist.? It comes at midnight and goes at dawn. It comes like a spring dream, but it goes away like a morning cloud with nowhere to find it.

At the meeting place, Xu Guangling remembered this poem by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. This is also one of the 1,432 poems stored in his mind so far.

It's not that Xu Guangling's memory is really unclear or confused, so that he really can't remember what happened last night, but, well, the main reason is that he seems to have no physical and mental problems now.

Change.

Especially physically, the feeling is no different from before.

My facial features are not sharper or anything like that, but as for my body being relaxed...it was very relaxed before.

Also, the entire park turns into a sea of ​​clouds?

This feeling was really too ethereal, so ethereal that Xu Guangling, who had always been relatively calm, felt a little unable to trust himself at this time.

But in fact, this matter is easy to verify. If we go again tonight, wouldn't it be enough? If the same experience still exists, then it must be true. And if not, well, then let it go for the time being.

After thinking about it this way, all the slight doubts were completely dissipated.

In the morning, the two elders gathered together as usual. After boxing, Xu Guangling came again with ten big buns during the meal. He felt that he could eat them easily. Ten more buns would not be a big problem.

It’s really not big!

After the meal, Xu Guangling said to the two old people by the way: "Teacher, my appetite seems to have become very large recently."

In fact, my appetite has increased before, but last night, it changed again.

"Boy, the most I've ever eaten is a steamer of steamed buns per person. What's your little appetite? It's just cat food!" Mr. Chen said disdainfully.

"A steamer of steamed buns, a lot? Not a lot, right? I guess I can eat it too," Xu Guangling said.

"It's a lot, I'm sorry you won't be able to eat it." Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Old Chen is talking about the kind of steamer that was placed on a big pot in rural areas in the old days. One steamer can sometimes steam thirty or forty buns.

Yes, and that kind of steamed buns, one meal is enough for an average adult, not two."

Is that a meal for twenty people?

With the comparison, Xu Guangling felt at ease. Compared with Mr. Chen, his situation was really nothing compared to the big witch. It was really nothing.

Mr. Zhang added: "I would like to say that you are growing taller now, so it is inevitable that your appetite will increase, so don't worry about it."

Xu Guangling nodded to express understanding.

He thought the teacher was saying that he was two or three centimeters shorter before, but now he is growing taller.

In fact, this is not what the old man meant.

But it doesn’t matter anymore.

After returning, he still slept, but this time there was a slight abnormality, that is, this time he did not see the five-color flowers in his sleep, but fell into a deep sleep until he woke up. This situation made Xu Guangling

He felt that what happened last night was not only an illusion, but might have had a considerable impact on his body.

Although he doesn't know what the impact is yet.

Although I didn’t have any dreams, I woke up a little later today, well, much later.

Usually it's around one or two in the afternoon, but today it's exactly 3:40, almost back to when he first started practicing Tai Chi.

Then Xu Guangling remembered what the teacher said that morning.

Maybe, he is really growing now, so he needs more sleep, like a child?

Regarding this situation, Xu Guangling is actually calm and let nature take its course. It should be said that he has been letting nature take its course during this period of time. But for today's situation, the only small worry is that his daily free time

, maybe it needs to be reduced again?

In the remaining hour of the afternoon, Xu Guangling spent half an hour taking a bath, and then read a book, and the forty or fifty minutes passed again.

but.

Every memory lasts forty or fifty minutes.

Adding the two together, what is the result?

As a result, he had already read half of the book "Zhuangzi".

For Xu Guangling now, reading it means that he has memorized it, not only every word, but also not even a punctuation mark.

In fact, he was looking, not just taking pictures.

If you just want to memorize this book, the time just now is actually enough.

However, even though he read "slowly", Xu Guangling was still not able to understand much. On the one hand, many words in this book were relatively unfamiliar, and many of the annotations were not believed by Xu Guangling at all. Later, he even

Don't read the comments at all.

What a trap!

The purpose of reading the annotations is to understand the original text, but Xu Guangling found that, at least for this book, reading the annotations will lead you more into a ditch.

He still needs to understand it himself.

The rarity of the words is only one aspect; the other aspect is the author's description.

Among them, there are too many things that "can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words". In a sense, it is just like what is said in "Laozi", "the Tao can be taught, but it is not the Tao". After all, the words can only be understood.

Just a specimen.

If you have never seen a butterfly at all.

You can't see the graceful posture of a butterfly that has been made into a specimen, let alone appreciate its flying among flowers.

This is a good book, but now, it seems, is not the time to read it.

One afternoon later, Xu Guangling had already come to this conclusion about the book "Zhuangzi". For him now, this book is a bit profound and a bit remote. Perhaps he should find some more accessible books first.

Come and see.

So, which ones should you watch?

In the past, Xu Guangling must have chosen randomly, and in the end, it would have been a hodgepodge.

But he had just read "Zhuangzi", and in the "Health Preservation Master" chapter of "Zhuangzi", there was this sentence at the beginning: "My life has a limit, but my knowledge has no limit. If I have a limit, I will follow the limitless, and I will be dead!"

"

Xu Guangling thinks so!

If there is no limit, then there will be no limit. It’s almost dead! So what should we do?

Let’s not mention the higher levels for now, but what can be done is to invest your limited time in the most exciting choices.

Therefore, choice becomes very important.

There is a saying in "The Analects of Confucius": "If you take it from above, you will get it from within; if you take it from it, you will get it from below; if you take it from below, you will get nothing."

Thinking of this, the lists on the "Road to the Sages" swayed in Xu Guangling's mind. Some of them had no writings left in the world, but like Laozi and Zhuangzi, who were the most distant, they did have writings. Unfortunately,

He couldn't understand it either.

If you can’t understand the farthest era, then start with the most recent era and read through the past backwards?

With this thought throughout his life, only one name remained in Xu Guangling's mind.

I have the next reading direction and goals. Well, "Librarian's Collection", or an anthology or something like that, should be in the library, right?

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Thank you to "Guo Xing Yu De" for your recommendation vote and support.

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