Great writers and philosophers

"...

When I heard this, I was really shocked, because these sounds are really not like what humans can make.I asked him, "I consider myself an experienced person, and I know there is nothing new under the sun, so why do I still feel frightened and hesitant?" He was picking out a quilt flower from the sand. The fake flower called "Desert Rose" by the locals shook his head after hearing my question and said, "I have to ask a philosopher. No one knows these things except philosophers, and philosophers know it because they know it." Killed yourself, there may be martyrs among them, but you already know in your heart what is more."

I thought of the beginning of neuroscience in recent years, and I was speechless for a while, only repeating that the "Apollo" murdered the moon, which caused strange glances from passers-by.

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When a person stays in the desert, the feeling is the same as that of a person staying in the sea or grassland. You will realize that the world is telling you that everything does not belong to you, you are just in it, and all Love and hate are meaningless.And the ethereal nature or worldly mortal world that you see in the blink of an eye has been watched by countless people before you, but when you see them, you can still feel that they are the first touches that have appeared in the world since the birth of the world. Smile.

The weather is cold at night, stay away from the bonfire a little bit, turn your back, you can see a particularly clean starry sky at this time, you will never see such a clean and pure starry sky in crowded places, you can only see the emotions and breathing of other people , the smell on their bodies, the unwilling voice, you will never see the starry sky like the end of the world.

The sky full of stars is like a frozen torrential rain. If you don't speak, you almost think that you have been chewed and digested by the world and abandoned mercilessly.At this time, a person sits next to you holding a fairy stick firework that has just been lit.

I was taken aback and asked him how he thought of bringing fireworks to the desert.

Uchiha-kun looked at the gorgeous fireworks that "squeaked" and asked, "Does it look good?"

I nodded in a daze, and was about to ask, but he stuffed a new one into my hand.

"I have many more, all of which are beautiful."

He said.

... "

"...

The stock of sunscreen is running low, I hide under the umbrella, like a fool who shouldn't be there, people who come and go see me very little, they have their lives to live, and the difficulties in front of them are more difficult than a person with money and time The problem of not getting enough sunscreen is much more serious for people who travel the world.

"Does my problem seem bad? They can't live in peace, they are all human, but I am here to worry about something like ultraviolet rays. Do they not even know that there are ultraviolet rays in the sun?"

"Your problem looks ridiculous in front of theirs, but it can't be said to be evil. It's not the evil of ignorance, it's just that different people have different problems. People who don't have problems don't exist, or they are stupid .”

"That's ridiculous after all."

I really couldn't calm down, and said fault-findingly.

The sun is so dazzling that it makes people go back to the ancient times, but no one wants to go back to the ancient times where humans dug caves and lived, even I don't want to.

Uchiha-kun didn't answer me, I knew he objected in his heart, it was because he was a tolerant person, not because what I said was wrong.

I am indeed ridiculous.

It is said that once people are frustrated, they will travel, or travel across the ocean or fly to the sky. Distance can heal people's spiritual pain.

I have read the books I brought several times, and they are all familiar scenery. I want to create some new scenery, but I don't know what to create.

Not far away, a boy wearing only a pair of dirty shorts bit his finger and looked at me, with black and white eyes, frowning, not sure if it was because of the sun or me.

I would rather be me.

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I have run out of sunscreen, and I want to run away, but before I leave, I still don’t think about what to write, I just feel that there is no need to write anything, the real important things are in the sun, and I only care about applying it on my skin Layer upon layer of sunscreen. "

"...

…Holding a glass of vodka but not daring to drink it, he could only look at the person he met by chance in embarrassment.

This person said at first that he was Russian, but I didn't believe it, but the other party gave his identity certificate, and I didn't study the subject of ethnicity seriously, so I had no choice but to believe it.

Fyodor D. was a man who seemed to be dying.

I seldom say that about a man we meet by chance, but I'd be lying if I said he just didn't seem to have the undertones of cold-hardened heroism that his compatriots have.

Fyodor's figure is similar to that of Uchiha-kun, but he is definitely not as healthy as Uchiha-kun. He wears a white velvet hat that seems to be old for a long time, and the sides cover his ears to protect his ears in cold winter. I didn't take it down in the house, which reminded me of an old friend who also had the same temperament, but the old friend's hat had leopard spots, which was relatively cuter and more resistant to dirt.

Compared with his fellow countrymen, Fyodor lived in this land with too little clothes - I waited until summer to come to such high latitudes; Dole is wearing too much again.In short, Fedya was such a person.Oh, he kindly told us we could call him "Fedya," which he said his friends called him.

Fei Jia said that he actually came in with us. He said that foreigners rarely appear here. He was curious, so he followed in, but found that we seemed to simply want to get drunk in foreign taverns.

I looked at the hot vodka in my hands and told him that we didn't plan to get drunk, but just wanted to see something different, maybe I would observe the reaction and attitude of the Russians in the wine scene, maybe it was just smelling the wine with Think about the places you have been to while listening to music.

Then Fedya asked me: "Are you the North Star?"

I froze for a moment, as if my coat had been taken off just after I walked out of the house, looked at him, and said kindly: "You must have heard me call Uchiha-kun."

Fei Jia shook his head, then coughed, even under the light of the tavern, he could still see two spots of blush appearing on his bloodless cheeks, there was a feeling of flashing back, which was scary.

"I'm your reader. After seeing your previous travel itinerary, I guess you will come to Russia soon, so I haven't left," he said, taking out a library book from his white coat , I don’t even remember that my book still has such a cover, it may be a legal issue, I have to remember to go back and ask the editor, “I didn’t expect to meet, it’s really a fate, can you sign me? Mr. Polaris. "

It was as if I had been put on a silk thread, and I took the book in a daze, only to find that it was "Mursault of Juey".

"Mr. Polaris, why did you write such a book?"

As I bowed my head to sign, Fedya asked.

I really didn't know how to answer, so I could only cowardly ask: "What kind of book is 'such a book'?"

After asking, I had an idea in my mind. If the comments Fei Jia said were those I had heard before, then my answers would be the same ones, and I would never say anything new.

It's not that I cherish my broom, it's the way it should be, and I don't know what to do if it isn't.

I'm just a writer...

However, Fyodor D only narrowed his eyes, stared at me and smiled without saying a word.

I trembled inexplicably, and quietly held Uchiha-kun's hand.

"A very cold-blooded book." The Russian on the opposite side said with a chuckle.

I subconsciously looked at "Morsault of Juai Town" on the square table, speechless.

What he refers to is by no means the close meanings of words such as "ruthless" and "cruel", but the essence of the opposite meaning of "hot blood", as well as some extended meanings and accompanying words.

I understood his question.

There was once a desperate poet who stood in front of the golden wheat field and faced the questioning of the wheat field.

Now everything is different, but the atmosphere is the same. I feel the pain from this questioning, which comes from my own pain.

Nothing.

Empty hands.

My hands were clenched by the people around me, and my heart suddenly settled down.

"I wrote this book in places like Vietnam and the Philippines."

"I know that East Asia was reduced to a battlefield at that time, and you wrote this book in the war zone."

"I saw a lot of dead people."

"Of course, because it's war."

"I saw a lot of living people."

"Of course, there are living people everywhere."

"So I wrote this book."

"..."

Fedya looked at me with an insulted expression.

I, who was being stared at by ghosts, felt a sense of pride miraculously.

Yes……

It would be ridiculous to say that this is a war between authors and readers.

The two people who met by chance looked at each other, which did not contain the slightest element of friendship, but like two heretics who had each made an oath to the world and met on a narrow road. It was hostility that made us have a table between us.

I have answered.

I thought so in my heart.

I have answered.It's because you didn't understand.It's you who can't understand.

At that moment, the sense of superiority and arrogance once again shrouded my personality, but I rarely wanted to suppress it... It was really scary that I would develop such hostility towards a person I met by chance.

Is it because of his questioning?

What position does he have to question me?

I stand on the battlefield, countless people stand on the battlefield, the war is over, and the battlefield has returned to the living area, but the soldiers will never die.

I'm tired of being a fighter, my own and the world's, I'm tired of fighting.

He couldn't just pop up in front of me and question me with the whole world behind him.

Of course I am entitled to anger.

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I thought about a lot of things that I could only calmly recall after the fact, but I didn't actually realize I was thinking at the time, I thought I was fighting, fighting the hostility of a stranger.

But the fact is that I am fighting my enmity, and Fedya is just an innocent being forced into battle.

At the end of this confrontation, Fei Jia reluctantly looked away and smiled tolerantly.It was as if I had been slapped hard, my cheeks were hot, and I was about to ask for mercy, sacrificing all my decency in exchange for true tolerance.

"So I like your works very much, please create more interesting works in the future, Mr. Polaris."

Fedya put away the book signed with my name and said goodbye with a smile.

After a long silence, I asked Uchiha-kun imploringly what kind of person he thought Fedya was.

Uchiha-kun didn't answer right away, but instead asked me why I felt guilty.

"Shouldn't I feel guilty?" I was stunned.

He just smiled inclusively and said, "Since you feel guilty, the problem belongs to the other person. Don't try to solve other people's problems, or I will create a lot of problems for you."

In this case, the former Uchiha-kun would not say it.

Thinking about it this way, I also let go of the previous...

"Uchiha-kun?"

"how?"

I stared at the square table, not knowing the expression on my face.

"Just now... when I took the book that Fei Jia kept in my arms, I didn't feel his body temperature at all."

I looked at the silent man, and after a while I said dumbly: "Let's go back.""

The author has something to say: [actual situation]

"Uchiha-kun, will I meet a ghost?"

Uchiha Itachi glanced at the air conditioner in the corner and the heated vodka that Hotaru Nanaye forced to order, and didn't want to speak.

After a while, Qiyeying pursed her mouth and said unhappily: "Forget it, let's go back, how could he ask directly in front of the author, why didn't he ask the magician what is the magic trick? Damn..."

Itachi Uchiha smiled secretly, pretending he didn't hear it.

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