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Volume 3: A blow of destiny, the king appears Chapter 12: The Sorrow of Tao

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    There is no hustle and bustle outside, but the heart is full of clouds and rain. I have nothing to do with the world. I have nothing to do but I don¡¯t want to be light. I am still light, unclear, and free!  Feeling free and at ease.

    There is not much sadness, but a little sadness is sadness!  There was no sadness at first, but as I wandered, my sense of time increased. I heard that sadness started when I was traveling alone.

    What does this feel like?  Happy and lonely, relaxed and sad, go wherever you can, never forget the me in the world, can't find a way, full of feelings, but too diverse, not pure, different and uncomfortable, seeing too much is all there  At the moment, I just leave it to myself to reflect on it.

    Relieve stress?  Don't you feel any pressure?  Crow, crow, I¡¯ve heard of it, but I haven¡¯t seen stress. Aren¡¯t you traveling to relieve stress?  What's the pressure? I'm afraid I won't have Ya, so why are you sad?  Sad it's just sad, can't it be sad?  I don¡¯t want to be sad, sadness comes naturally!

    No reason?  There are, there should be, too many reasons, but they cannot be stopped.  Will your state of mind not change?  Don't you know how?  Of course, but why should I transfer?  If you can turn around and go there, wouldn't it be better if you never feel sad again?  It must not be!

    I walked step by step. I was counting the time. The train was not waiting for anyone. I had to go back and continue at the next station. How far could I go?  I walked for more than two hours at a time. Apart from marching, I have never walked for such a long time in my life.  As for riding, the same goes for it. Apart from being a soldier, I have never taken a train for more than 12 hours in total.

    And I haven¡¯t been alone for a long time. Even though I have been alone for a long time, the difference is that I told her that I brought a book to accompany me. I learned from others, and it seemed like what I wanted, but this book of hers  I actually despise the book very much.  As verbose as I am!  The difference is that she has a doctorate in literature, so her words and content are thousands of times better than mine. The problem is that she has no ideas about my vision.

    Even if she thinks she has it, she makes things complicated, refined, organized, and literary, and the things she scorns are exactly the same as law. She obviously doesn't have the ability to make things simpler.  And it's like an academic tower. You have to be a professional to understand what a bunch of miscellaneous people are doing, especially philosophy and medicine, all in the government.

    But if you don¡¯t do this, you wouldn¡¯t be human, and you can¡¯t blame them.  After all, they are ordinary people, they are human beings after all. Who would look at them as if they are not human beings?  suspect!  In this way, I also made myself more complicated, so that there was more content and the number of words was sufficient.  Don't you see, the language of the laws and regulations are all crazy, rigorous and hypocritical. They are all messed up but they think they are humble and have a little knowledge.  They still have faith!  Bah!  This is the world of words, and the power of admonition exerts power unconsciously, so she is a professor. I can¡¯t tell her name because I forgot it.  But the book is not worthy of my companionship. I just want to take this book with me. It is like flying in desire, soaring there.  Hualien flowers.

    There is a window in the Eslite Bookstore in Taitung with a very good view.  It was so good that I didn¡¯t want to go shopping and just wanted to watch the scenery outside the window. Maybe it wasn¡¯t the best, that¡¯s what I thought at the time, and I left. When I left, I remembered to buy books by Lin Xi and Chen Lerong. I didn¡¯t want to buy Chen Lerong¡¯s book before.  I saw it in the Dunnan store, but it didn¡¯t have a trial copy, that is, it was wrapped. I hate books that are wrapped so that no one can read them. They are not worth reading, and I have no confidence in them. I am afraid that if I read them, I will lose them.  Some people bought it. This book by Chen Lerong was slightly torn at the Eslite store in Taitung, so I opened it a little. There were lyrics writers I admired in it, so I bought it!

    I also walked in Taitung for about two or three hours. I didn¡¯t calculate the time this time because I had to stay from three o¡¯clock until ten o¡¯clock.  I should live here, and Hualien is okay, but I can¡¯t, at least not now, the future is not certain, and everything in the world cannot be predicted. Maybe this reluctance can be regarded as my pressure, it¡¯s so great!  Like I like you but can't be with you.  Not having hate is enough to be content, but love for you is even colder than Taitung!

    I bought some lottery tickets on an unknown street in Hualien. Hualien did not bring me good luck. I often want something for nothing. Everyone knows that it is very satisfying. I am a king, a prince, and rich. It is really tiring. No wonder the little one  Mo and Xiaoma want to love each other, but they are both stupider, because who can be eternal and young forever. No wonder this is how knowledge is produced, the rules and fantasy games of small groups and small people, when the crowd is full,  For trouble, trouble is trouble.

    I keep looking for that little bit of sadness in my heart and face her, and sadness is just sadness, that bit of sadness.  The photo is of Hualien. Hualien is a huge point of sadness, but it is my greatest attachment.  Coming here, I get different tastes again and again, changing with age.

    That is another land of mine. Even if it suffers some damage, at least it is still where it should be. The place where I have been afraid and the place where I have loved deeply. When the two bodies and minds happen at the same time, there is feeling, and this feeling is mine.  Just like my words should belong to me??'s.

    For many years, I have been as free and comfortable as the blue sky.  Relaxed and calm, but no, I should not just stay like this forever, I should be sad. No matter how depressed or depressed, how could I be only a little bit sad?

    I really enjoy the sad me, but not the open-minded and carefree me. That me is too absolute, just like I should be more absolute. I don¡¯t care whether it¡¯s right or not. What I want is not kindness and compassion, what I want is what belongs to me.  Real sadness is not mundane sadness.

    You don¡¯t understand sadness. It¡¯s not crying, it¡¯s not pressure, it¡¯s not ruthless, it¡¯s not natural or man-made disasters, it¡¯s not emotions, it¡¯s not life and death, joys and sorrows.  , sadness doesn¡¯t need answers, I know.

    I am looking for the sadness like a broken void in my heart, whether it is nothingness or the sadness of Tao!  I hold on to Him and feel, hard to hold but strong. I want to be sad not because I want to be invincible or a warrior or even a wise man. Wisdom is of no use to me in this world.

    ? Distant mountains, green trees, good scenery.  The world sees how leisurely I am, and how lonely I look in the void.  How to compare?  In the boring world, with ups and downs of mood, I tend to continue to fall into a state of carelessness and contention. Listening to the song "The Defeated General", he still laughs proudly!  La la la!

    In the early morning, I went to the High Court on Boai Road in the morning, and was summoned as a certificate of evidence to know that things happened in 102 years. What plane did it?  Who would remember what they did there on a certain day many years ago?  In vain, I think there is a female judge who is quite smart, but they are too ignorant of sociology, and the procedures are a waste of time.

    "However, it is still new to me. If I fantasize about having a wife who is a judge, I think I will have the opportunity to speak some dialectical words!"  But I think she might be pissed off by me. How could there really be such a guy in the world!

    Like the tree in front of the door, it is inconspicuous, but it is very important. The important thing is not the existence on the road, but the only tree in my eyes. My world today, and the world every time I smoke, means it is monotonous and simple.

    The happiest thing today at 10 o'clock in the evening is that I bought a book called Piaomiao Journey. I read it quietly for ten minutes. It was midnight again. If there is a proposition, everything that can be thought of must exist.  Yes, there is nothing strange about everything that is inevitable, and the word strange will disappear from the world.

    Time was wasted, and I didn¡¯t get much out of it. How could I have fun without you playing with me?  It's a lot of fun, especially when it's played in a verbose way. Simply put, short life is not something to be counted. When people use it to calculate life, they have degenerated but think it is progress.

    I can¡¯t find any excuse, so I immerse myself in the virtual world of sound and light where tens of millions of people are fighting and taking risks, because I doubt that this world is too boring, and I don¡¯t care about the world of mortals. In a blink of an eye, ten years will be gone!

    ps: I seemed to be about to say something, but I forgot what I just wanted to say, so I had to say thank you to the friends who voted for me. Although Long Yinyue voted the most, I can conquer the sky and the earth alone. Even if I have a few friends to help me, I can¡¯t beat the sky.  A brave man is better than a timid one!  Ha ha!
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