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This may be his favorite book when he was in his hometown, so much so that he brought it to the battlefield.

At that time, I thought so, and turned the first page with the mourning of my compatriots in the simple temporary medical base.

"Morsault of Juey"

This book tells the life story of a doctor, Morsault, who lives in a small town called Guye in the French countryside.

Morsault is a strict and self-disciplined person, cleanliness obsessed with excitement, never going to pubs, never smoking, likes insects and birds, often sighs and sheds tears in plain natural scenery, and has a more expressive expression than most Richer people have a much more delicate and sensitive heart.

His mother said that he was a good boy with a cold outside and a hot inside, and his father said that he was a fool and he would definitely not be able to get a wife in the future.

However, to his father's surprise, Morsault graduated from university and brought back a viscount's daughter when he returned to his hometown, which made him very popular in the town.

On the first night, Mori Ogai watched half of the storyline, which can be summed up as "the life experience of Morsault in Juai Town".

Mori Ogai has a hunch that the rest of the storyline can be summed up in the same words.

This book is about the life of Moresault in the town of Juai.Going to school, taking exams, playing, reading step by step... It seems that the author chose a random person one day, exchanged a little change for a few hours of the other person's time, listened to the other person's own past, random past of a random person , there may be waves, but since it is said that it is just a random person, then the waves are too common and boring to put in the book.

The narration method of narration and straight-forward brushstrokes, the concise words and ordinary life.

Looking at it with a harsher eye, Mori Ogai really can't accept that someone likes this book so much that they don't forget to take it with them on the battlefield, even when they kill people. It is the last thing before they die. .

Incomprehensible.

Mori Ogai even felt that this might be the most unique part of this book.

Brought into battle, it was given the same status as family pictures and lover's letters.

Mori Ogai is really not interested in the general story of the journal. Although it cannot be said to be a bad and clumsy story, Mori Ogai thinks that "boring story" is a more tragic evaluation.

If there is an author whose book is evaluated as having no desire to continue reading, then with a little shame, the author should also close his pen from now on, hide his name, admit that he is not favored by the god of literature, and accept readers ruthless ruling.

But the existence of fate has its own charm.

It was the battlefield at that time, but whenever there were other entertainment activities, Mori Ogai would not open this storybook for the second time, which looked particularly dilapidated after the baptism of war, as if it had passed the test of time.

In the spirit of doing things from the beginning to the end, and the key is that there is nothing else to do anyway, Mori Ogai opened the book again.

From this we can see that at least "Mursault of Juai" has not become the worst kind of work-a work that is more boring than boring, and people would rather do other things than open.

The accompaniment is still the mourning of compatriots, and Mori Ogai has become accustomed to these mourning and moaning.

The truth is, when you listen to it for a long time, you can even notice the magical rhythm in those voices.

This is the mystery of music that can only be discovered by people living on the battlefield or other existences.

It is this rhythm that is contained in the accompaniment of the Valkyrie's dance, to which the Valkyrie offers her lips, bringing the warrior to death's sleep.

The second half of "Morsault in Juai Town" is still a step-by-step life, getting engaged to his lover, being despised by his father-in-law because of the difference in status, working, getting married, buying a house, celebrating the New Year, getting pregnant, having children...

Mori Ogai's reading speed is very fast. After all, the plot of this book is so plain that it doesn't take much effort. The sound of death is mixed with the turning of the pages. The story has reached the point where the image of Moresault has merged with the image of his father, and the image of his son has merged with him when he was young.

After Morsault's son also got married and moved out, the life of an elderly couple became even more dull and boring.

Finally, the third boring person appeared in the story. After Morsault's parents, Morsault's wife also lay on that bed in his life, the bed where two dead people slept .

Moresault took care of his wife, but his wife had a bad feeling.

His wife's hunch was correct.

Moreso, the only doctor in Juai Town, sent away his father, mother and wife successively on the only hospital bed in his clinic.

The slightly cold black humor is that only these three dead people slept on this hospital bed.

When Morsault's wife was still weak and unable to get out of bed, and it seemed that there was still a possibility of being cured, Morsault also spent a lot of effort trying to cure his wife.

Her wife kept saying she had a bad premonition, repeating her bad premonition in the same way any menopausal woman would treat her taciturn husband when he was in a bad mood.

She didn't even think that her bad premonition turned out to be true. On the contrary, Moresau believed it, so she worked very hard.

There is nothing more to say about Morsault's efforts than hard work.

He spent sleepless nights flipping through books and doing experiments, trying to find out the cause of his wife's weakness. Is it germs?Virus?climate?New furniture?

All kinds of possibilities, Morsault checked the past one by one, and before the investigation was finished, his wife died.

As on the previous two occasions, Morsault held a funeral for his wife and then returned to his own life.

More than ten or twenty years later, Mosault in Juai Town had a grandson who graduated from medical school. He handed over his clinic to his grandson, retired completely, and lived an old life of eating, walking, and sleeping.

Occasionally, Moresault would go up the mountain to enjoy the natural scenery when the weather was good, but he was not in good health and could not go often.

One day, his neighbor remembered that he hadn't seen Morsault for several days, so he went in to look for it with some worry, and saw Morsault sleeping on the bed. He didn't know if he slept for a day or two, but he would definitely continue to sleep. corpse.

The story ends here.

It is really a very flat, boring life that can be seen everywhere.

Morso from Juai, Taro Sato from Yokohama, XXX from XX...

Didn't say anything, just wrapped a person in a book cover and sold a book for people to read.

Mori Ogai finished watching it at the time, and didn't think it was worth collecting, so he casually placed it next to the bed of a compatriot, and then put this matter, together with the dead enemy, behind him indifferently.

The second time I saw the book was in another person's hands.

Theoretically, it should not be, and it is not suitable for a little girl to appear here, with a romantic and unrealistic nickname, holding the book he threw away in the flames of death and gunpowder and carefully reading it, as if the war does not exist.

He saw the girl looking at the book, flipping page by page until she reached the last page. After reading it, she hugged the book and cried.

He saw her weeping soul, the wail of all who had lost something or everything in this war.

Mori Ogai saw that it was a kind of confused crying.

It usually occurs in people who feel pain but don't know much about the source of the pain.

Yes.

The cry of a wounded soldier.

This group of lost lambs.

It was only then that Mori Ogai realized something in a trance. He knew that he had to watch the life of Moresault in Juai Town again before he could truly understand... On the other hand, he could at least realize that he was retarded. Or there simply wasn't the kind of thing that made that girl cry.

So he read it again.

When he was on the battlefield, his only spiritual food.

When he retired, he was no longer a military doctor, and returned to his hometown of Yokohama, where he opened a dilapidated small clinic under the night ruled by the port mafia. This book was seized by him from the battlefield and stayed with him through the entire battle The "spoils" of the war and returned to his hometown were also put in a place where he would hardly rummage again when sorting things out.

The reason why I say "basic" is because there are no absolutes, look - today he dug out this book again.

The yellowed and cold pages instantly brought him back to the battlefield.

The ultimate manifestation of violence flowing in human genes - war.

The life of ordinary people who are boring to the point of boredom——"Mursault in the Town of Juai".

The two turned out to be one and two sides.

To this day, this discovery still shakes Mori Ogai's heart.