[Entertainment] Chen Guang

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The beginning of the story is usually like this: a long time ago...

A long time ago, there was a small temple on the mountain, and there were several monks in the temple.So one monk carried water to drink, two monks carried water to drink, and three monks had no water to drink.

Cough cough, sorry, I accidentally dragged it too far.We continue to return to the topic.

A long, long time ago, when I was at the age of "seven or eight years old, a dog would hate it" as the folks said, of course I must emphasize that I was loved by everyone at that time, and flowers bloomed when flowers bloomed.

I have seen such a fairy tale.There is a little boy named Peter Pan who lives on Neverland, flies busy every day, can chat with mermaids, and pick off a leaf for clothes.His biggest characteristic is that he will never grow up.

But I didn't finish it. This book is very thin. I quickly threw it aside after reading Chapter 1, and I was not interested in reading any more.

The three views are not in harmony.

When I was very young at that time, I used the word "three views", which is an advanced vocabulary for that age, to sum it up, and I felt a respect for myself.

There's nothing good about not growing up.

A mouth full of deciduous teeth, forced to perform in front of everyone during the New Year and holidays, endless talent learning, and poetry recitation with a pretentious accent.

I don't know if growing up is good or not, but I can count a bunch of disadvantages of not growing up.

Since I was a child, I have maintained different thinking from my peers, and I disdain to have a sincere relationship with anyone.Grandpa once warned me that Huiji will hurt, but I didn't take it seriously.Now that I think about it, it was all childishness and vanity.

Later, my life, which was going smoothly all the way, crashed down an insurmountable crossbar.

Someone kicked me away and said, "Bastard."

Someone shook my face away in disgust, saying, "This face makes me angry just looking at it."

Somebody cut off all my dolls.

Someone abandoned me on the playground.

If someone peeks into this passage by accident, they will definitely scream blood. I myself often have the illusion that this is just a drama, but every time I wake up from the dream, I am reminded of the truth all the time.

God looks down on me from the clouds, he guides the mountain torrents when I cross the plank road, he breathes out fog when I swim in the ocean, he gives me despair, emptiness, and deep sin, he watches me go off track barefoot, and go to pieces.

Make me feel boring but still live.

Some people say that God is not so free, and he is making a move to deal with me and make it difficult for me.

Well then, I'll take it as my own guesswork, and I hope that God will quickly look back, don't have nothing to do and look at the bottom, don't you have anything to do?

Thankfully, someone must have heard my sincere prayers, and God finally let me go.Who can control God? Is it God's mother?Then I sincerely thank the Virgin Mary for taking care of her son.

Later, I met a group of people.

Yes, a very clichéd plot, but only the people in the story know how precious and rare it is.

They were so noisy that they often made my ears hurt.

Occasionally I pretended to be unhappy, and they looked at me and calmed down. After I smiled helplessly, they broke up again in an instant.

They have many advantages and negligible disadvantages.

Little by little, I just think it's cute. Every time someone seizes a small mistake and attacks them, I always have an uncontrollable irritability.

They complain that I often walk behind them or stand aside to reduce my presence.

In fact, it is because they walk in the front, which makes me feel that the front is bright and there are still things worth pursuing, so that I will not lose interest.

But I am ashamed to say it.

So I held out my hands and smiled, waiting for them to come and hug me.

When Zhengguo first came to Seoul, he would secretly cry in the middle of the night because he was homesick, and I accidentally discovered it.So for a long time, I lay in bed with him, read picture book stories, and climbed back into my bed when he fell asleep.

One of them is Peter Pan.

Yo, it's an old acquaintance.

Reading aloud with preconceived memories from childhood, Zhengguo commented that he was emotionless as soon as he opened his mouth.

I am not convinced, those host training classes when I was a child were not for nothing.

I'm hooked on this book.

This book has been the bedtime fairy tale for a long time, and I finally had the chance to read it in its entirety.

The little boy Peter knocks on Wendy's window, teaches her and her brothers how to fly, and takes them to Neverland.There are fairies, elves, and Indian princesses on the island.Wendy sewed up shadows for Peter and told stories passed down by word of mouth.

The pirate captain kidnapped Wendy, I don't want to call him a villain, when Peter was about to be defeated by him, Wendy gave Peter a kiss and had the power to succeed.

But Wendy finally returned home, had a daughter and granddaughter, and Peter left disappointed.

Zhengguo was not happy after hearing this, and felt that this was not a happy ending, so he was depressed for a while.

I rubbed the child's earlobe and touched his head.

How can the joys and sorrows of the people in the play be easily understood by others.

Wendy has the happiness of having both children, and Peter has the happiness of not growing up. It is a personal choice. Naturally, one has to be willing. There is no good thing in the world that is so cheap.

Everyone only remembered that they were not together in the end, and seemed to forget that Wendy had coaxed Peter not to cry late at night when he couldn't sleep.It is Peter who cannot abandon everything in Neverland, and is afraid that he will become an adult after accepting love and lose the right not to grow up.

How are you with others, how are you with yourself?

So I won't be him, I'm paranoid by nature and have a mindless courage.So I can give up flying, I have to get out of my own square, trek to find them, trade a thimble for a kiss, pray for them outside the window every night when the night falls, pray for them to live long and healthy Healthy, safe and happy.

When I used to learn calligraphy, I always mistyped the Chinese character "love" in calligraphy. My grandfather told me to observe the parts carefully and remember the meaning after understanding it.It was only later that I realized the meaning by chance.

The subordinates have hearts and friends, just for protection.

When you love someone, you want to shield him from ignorant prejudices, hurtful words, and vulgar gossip. Even if you are ridiculed for being self-reliant and wishful thinking, I hope that everything goes well for him.

I only hope that all the gods will be merciful and give him a beam of light leaking from the fingers, which is enough to make me ecstatic.

Wendy in the story is getting old slowly, but Peter still has a young face when he stays where he is.

Outside the story, we hold each other's hands and run towards the future.

The story is long and ordinary, but in my eyes, it is more romantic than the lavender in Provence or the snow on Mount Fuji.

The luckiest thing in the world is that I was finally pulled into the story by them from an outsider wandering on the edge to become an ordinary person with laughter and tears, telling about the love between me and them in eloquence.

So, Peter Pan, goodbye.

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Song Zechen

Written on the night of June 2013.6.12, [-]