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When the time to study is past at night, I will crawl out of the small corner where I hide and stumble home.

After repeating this several times, Grandpa panicked from the very beginning, but later got used to it.

But when Rong Siling secretly thought that grandpa would not torture her with these things again, grandpa took her to swim in the lotus pond in the countryside.

There are lotus flowers everywhere in the lotus pond, she picked one with a smile, and played with the tender petals in her hands, but grandpa suddenly asked: "Si Ling, do you think lotus flowers are beautiful?"

"Huh?" Rong Siling didn't know why grandpa asked this, but nodded affirmatively, and said: "Of course it looks good, and it smells delicious, I like this!"

"However, the lotus can only be seen and cannot be eaten. It has no effect at all. After a while, it will wither and become yellow and ugly. Do you still like it?"

Rong Siling pursed her mouth, hugged the huge lotus in her hand, and said: "Grandpa, you are bad! The lotus is not like this! I can put it back in the water!"

Grandpa smiled and said: "Okay, then you can also take it home and put it in the pond at home, by the way, Si Ling, you have seen the leaves of the pond withered, yellow and decayed, do you think it looks good? "

Rong Siling shook his head uneasily, looked at the lotus in his hand, frowned and said: "It's not pretty, but lotus is different."

Grandpa patiently explained to her that everything has a deadline. She didn't know why grandpa said these things, but nodded ignorantly.

Grandpa changed the subject, and said, "Do you know why grandpa and grandma want you to study?"

Rong Siling immediately became vigilant, shrank back and looked at him, and said, "I don't want to study, it's not fun!"

"Then why did you like to learn from me so much at the beginning? You still write and draw every day without letting go?"

"That's because..." Rong Siling pouted and complained, "I'm very tired. I'm not tired for a day or two, but if I keep going on, I'm tired. My hands are sore and I don't feel well. I don't want to study!"

"Oh, that Siling is also like the lotus flower. She worked very hard at the beginning of her study, but later she didn't like to study anymore. The lotus flower has withered due to time. If Siling only plays every day, her thoughts will also wither. "

Rong Siling trembled all over, although she didn't quite understand, she knew that if she didn't study, she would become as bad as a lotus flower.

She hurriedly crawled to Grandpa's side, sat by his lap, and said, "Grandpa, but studying is very tiring, and my friends all say that those things are useless, can't be eaten or played, why should we learn?" ? I can learn farming from my grandfather, I like farming.”

Grandpa touched the top of her head, and said in an old voice: "What I want you to study is literature. Literature is indeed not very useful. It can't be used as food or water to drink, but these are more important things than eating and drinking water." .”

"People should have faith. Siling also has crooked nuts, right? They go to church on weekends. They either believe in God or believe in other things, but this is faith, and these people feel that they can't do it." Bad things, you can't lie, you can't run a red light."

"Si Ling, you don't believe in God, so why don't you lie or run a red light and steal?"

"Because grandpa said it's not good, and lying will make you feel uncomfortable, running a red light will cause accidents, and people who steal things and get stolen will feel sad."

"Very good, baby Siling, these are the meanings of literature."

Grandpa seemed to express his feelings, and sighed: "Literature is actually a kind of belief and a code of conduct. Every era has its literary representatives. Tang poems, Song lyrics and Ming songs, some of the things of an era describe longing, and some describe Facing the sinister reality..."

"A person's whole life cannot escape the memory of the past and the hope for the future. Literary works represent these two things. Recalling the past, based on the present, and looking forward to the future, become the spiritual pillar of people in an era."

Rong Siling frowned, pulled Grandpa's rough fingers, tugged and said: "Grandpa, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Grandpa said: "You are still young, you don't understand now, but you will understand in the future."

"Withered vines, old trees and dark crows, small bridges and flowing water, people, ancient roads, westerly winds and thin horses, the sun sets, and heartbroken people are at the end of the world."

"When I die, I know that everything is empty, but I don't see the same situation in Kyushu. Wang Shibei fixed the day in the Central Plains, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng."

"To be happy in life, you must have fun. Don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone."

Rong Siling was ignorant, but vaguely understood her grandfather's loneliness, she poked the lotus flower with her little finger in confusion.

She pursed her lips and said in her heart: Since grandpa has let herself study, then she should learn. It won't be difficult anyway, but it will be a little tiring. Maybe she can bargain with grandpa and take a break occasionally.

She made a decision when she was young, and she persisted until the governor was seven or eight years old, and her writing and painting standards were already very high.

When she was going to participate in the competition, Grandpa took her to the lotus pond again. The lotus here had already lost, and the pond looked dirty.

Grandpa sighed, and said: "Sometimes the world is very dirty. Those politics are the most filthy, but literature is clean. Real literature is different from politics. It will tell the real reality very bitterly, just like Mr. Lu Xun."

He patted Rong Siling on the shoulder and said: "Si Ling, this is your competition, a literature competition, don't care about the result, because the result of the competition is reality, sometimes reality is very cruel, but literature is soft."

"True literature can purify your soul, even improve your ideological realm, let you see more truth, let you understand the world beyond yourself, and gain real freedom!"

"Confucius said: At fifteen, I am determined to learn. At thirty, I am established. At forty, I am not confused. At fifty, I know the destiny. At sixty, my ears are compliant. At seventy, I follow my heart and do not exceed the rules."

"Si Ling, the ultimate goal of learning is to follow one's inclinations and not exceed the rules. Of course, the highest state of literature is naturally to spread literature like Confucius, to influence generations of people, and let them develop in a good and good direction. .”

"Si Ling, grandpa has been teaching since he was in his twenties, and he is now in his 70s. It can be said that there are many peaches and plums in the world, but you are my most important student. I hope you can inherit the ambition of grandpa and carry forward literature in the future. , Grandpa is optimistic about you!"

The young girl nodded in confusion, and said hesitantly, "Grandpa, I will try my best."

……

After so many years, not only did she fail to fulfill her grandfather's wish, she even came to this strange interstellar world.

Here, almost no one cares about the development of literature. This is a world that only values ​​force. It’s not that force is not important. It’s just that in such a world that lacks literature, how empty should people’s hearts be? !

Maybe they don't care.

However, Rong Siling knew the true meaning of literature.

As Kant said: "There are two things, the more often and continuously we think about them, they always fill our hearts with new and ever-increasing admiration and awe: the stars above, and the moral law within me."

What the world lacks is not only literature. When science and technology and the material world are developing rapidly, people's spiritual world is at a disadvantage and stagnant.

Rong Siling suddenly developed a heartfelt compassion for the people in the interstellar world.

Literature is not useless, as Francis Bacon said: "History makes a man wise, poetry makes a witty man, mathematics makes a man subtle, philosophy makes a man deep, morality makes a man serious, logic and rhetoric make a man eloquent. "

With these words resounding in her mind, a smile slowly formed on the corner of her mouth.

Literature is not a useless thing, and what she does is not unscrupulous.

She will tell this interstellar world, this Chinese Empire, what is real literature!

But before that, she wanted to fight this person, not against this person who criticized her, but as an entry point.

Now that this news has become the star headline, she will use the momentum in front of her to have a more in-depth conversation with this person.

With so many people watching StarCraft, no matter what the final result will be, at least it will create momentum for the rise of literature.

Rong Siling opened StarCraft, and sure enough, the headline on the first page was the article where her literary works were criticized.

She clicked on the author's section without paying attention, and entered the backstage part.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at her literary works, which were increasing by hundreds of clicks per second. Almost when her hands fell on the keyboard, there were already thousands of clicks, and the number of comments was also skyrocketing.

With this level of attention, the entire StarCraft must be going crazy.

Rong Siling curled her lips, and said in her heart: Most of the reasons are due to that person's sharp complaints, but there are still many strange things about this matter, Rong Siling secretly remembered it in her heart, and planned to think about it later .

She has created a new book called: "Who Am I?" "

The article is only three short lines, and she uses the three ultimate questions of idealism: Who are you?

where are you from?

where do you want to go?

After she typed these three lines, she wrote in the author's words: Those who can answer my questions and give me a satisfactory answer, I will delete the article and withdraw it, and apologize to everyone in StarCraft !

You guys, can you?

Or, do you dare? !

This is her provocation and challenge to the entire interstellar human beings!

A literary revolution and storm begins with these three questions!