Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 220 Strange Events in the Park

What is a pattern?

It was when wild beasts still lived in caves, and humans built huts with twigs and thatch; when you lived in thatched huts, some people lived in brick and stone houses; When you live in a high-rise building, someone lives in a high-rise building; that is, when you live in a high-rise building, someone...

Over time, such examples can be superimposed infinitely backwards.

Pattern, in fact, is beyond.

Time is like water, flowing quietly in the library. Xu Guangling relaxes, comfortably and slowly flips through the book. At this moment, the song "Title Page of the World" he once created seems to be flowing in his consciousness, but it just seems to be , if present or absent.

What really flows in the consciousness is the content in the anthology.

"A single spark can start a prairie fire"

"Contradiction Theory"

"On Protracted War"

"The Question of Independence in the United Front"

……

There are too many insights, too many strategic views, and too many direct points.

These, in fact, are all transcendence and patterns.

Reading and appreciating these patterns and these transcendences cannot make Xu Guangling become a sage and achieve the same transcendence as the writer himself, but it can actually expand his vision and help him, with a higher and farther perspective, to look at many things.

In the anthology, there is a lot of sociological content, or in other words, it needs the support of relevant practice, which is what Xu Guangling lacks now.

In fact, it is not only now.

There are many things in the book that he will never touch in his life.

But that doesn't matter.

Reading sage books does not mean walking the path of sages.

In other words, sages have no way out.Every person who eventually becomes a saint and a sage has a great independence and uniqueness in his life path. It is difficult for you to classify them into any category, because sages are outstanding and can be classified , it is impossible to be a sage.

And even if it's the sages and sages, at least, on the list Zhang Lao made for Xu Guangling, he didn't find any two who were "relatively similar".

They are all unique.

They all exude their own brilliance.

What Xu Guangling wants to do and wants to do is just to bathe in these radiances, bathe, feel, experience, that's all, but he doesn't want to be confused with any of these radiances.Of course, it is impossible to mix them up.

Sages can be looked up to and surpassed, but they cannot be imitated.

Because the reason why a sage is a sage is because of his core creation out of nothing and uniqueness.

After reading the four anthologies, Xu Guangling benefited a lot.Xu Guangling read some of these contents in depth, some at a shallow level, and some of them were simply memorized.Feeling that the time was almost up, Xu Guangling picked up the last remaining book, "Complete Works of Librarian Poems".

The courtyard is square and surrounded by high walls.Clearly see pebbles, small fish in the center.If you only drink well water, you will never grow long.

In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north, at the head of Juzizhou.See Wanshan is red all over, and the forests are all dyed;Eagles strike the sky, fish fly in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frosty sky compete for freedom.Feeling melancholy, I asked the boundless earth, who is in charge of the ups and downs? ...

Of course, it is even more impossible to miss the extremely famous song Qinyuan Chunxue.

Poetry is a unique style of writing, concise and concise, or extremely concise and concise, and each poem is an independent small world.

If you really say that if you savor carefully, you can savor each song for a day, which is not too long.

So Xu Guangling actually just skimmed and memorized them this time.Of course, with his current photographic memory, there is no need to deliberately "memorize" such things, flip through, and after flipping through, those words will remain in his mind.

So when he left the library, Xu Guangling had five more "books" in his mind, and his poetry reserve also reached 560.

Coming out of the library, Xu Guangling went directly to Zhang's hometown, and at night everything was as usual.

When I went to sleep that night, I still had no dreams.

This made Xu Guangling temporarily suspend his original plan to go on a "night excursion" in the park, because he hadn't practiced Fuxi Jue in his dreams for several times, and Xu Guangling even missed it a little. Isn't it a bit uneconomical to delay the practice of Fuxi Jue with the kind of action in the book?

And, if you don't go to the park at night, will Fuxi Jue come back when you exercise tomorrow or sleep after morning exercise?

So this time after waking up in the middle of the night and still having a hearty meal, Xu Guangling didn't go to the park, but stayed in his room.Sitting in front of the window, with no lights on and no moonlight, Xu Guangling read the complete collection of poems again in his mind in the deep and quiet night.

This time I read it slowly and leisurely.

Poetry generally pays attention to talent, learning, knowledge, and emotion. If you are good at any of these four, you will have a considerable amount of poetry and lyrics. This is the innate endowment, learning is the accumulation of the day after tomorrow, and knowledge is the combination of talent and learning. Height, love is emotion and mind.

As far as a librarian is concerned, none of these four is lacking, so his performance in poetry is also extremely impressive.

At the beginning Xu Guangling just casually flipped through the books. In fact, half of his intention was to rest and pass the time. If he had a brush by his side, he would even practice calligraphy, but he didn't, so he turned to poetry.

And flipping through it, he indulged in it.

When he came back to his senses, Xu Guangling found that the sky had changed drastically. Well, he couldn't see the change in the sky, but the originally calm air had become windy, and it was a relatively strong wind. Because of this, he came back to his senses.

It didn't take long, about ten minutes or so, the sky began to rain. At the beginning, it was scattered raindrops as large as beans, and soon, it was pouring rain to form a rain curtain that hit the sky and covered the face.

It has been sunny for more than a month, and now it is heavy rain and torrential rain.

Xu Guangling left the window, closed the glass window, and checked the time, it was 34:[-] in the morning.

This morning's morning exercise, maybe it will be cancelled?

And, maybe buy a small umbrella back.It must have been unnecessary in the past, even if it rained occasionally, it would be fine not to go out, but now, he is also responsible for cooking for the two old gentlemen at night.

The time came to four o'clock.

The torrential rain was pouring, with no sign of stopping.

Usually, the dawn has already arrived at this time, but today, the sky is still dark and gloomy. Of course, this is a masterpiece of dark clouds. Looking at the situation, let alone four or five o'clock, it would be good if the rain stopped before the end of the morning.

However, Xu Guangling doesn't have any knowledge of predicting and judging rain or shine. The only thing he knows is probably "the morning glow does not go out, and the evening glow travels thousands of miles".

Xu Guangling called Mr. Zhang.

In fact, it is definitely impossible for the old man to go to the park in such weather, but as a disciple, it is the first time he encounters such a situation, so he must say something.

Zhang Lao laughed on the phone and asked him if he had breakfast.

Xu Guangling replied: "The disciple is a chef!"

Between eight and nine o'clock, the rain stopped and the sky cleared.

Xu Guangling actually practiced sanshou in his room this morning, then ate and went to bed after the meal, while Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chen on the other side, after seeing the clear sky, were thinking about the park. It was fresh after the rain in the middle of the day, so I simply took chess sets, even teacups and hot water bottles, and headed there.

When I arrived at the park and passed the trail next to the old pine tree, I saw a lot of people gathered not far away, pointing fingers.

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