Chapter 181

Lu Ziming felt confused and didn't know how much time he had spent. He looked at the colorful fish swimming in the deep pool in front of him and didn't think of catching them at all.

His existence seemed meaningless. No one appeared in front of him. He was afraid to cry, but no one came to comfort him; He laughed loudly, and no one came out to stop him; He wants to overcome his loneliness by venting, just like a poor actor who has no audience.

After venting, there is silence, after suffering, there is sadness, and after thinking, there is confusion. "Do you have a problem with your understanding, or do you not understand why?"

He leaned painfully against the tree and kept hitting the tree with his head. Maybe only death can get rid of this nightmare.

A black colorful fruit fell from the tree and just concentrated him. He took a hard bite of the bitter colorful fruit. The bitter taste not only filled his mouth, but also entered his mind along the taste.

"Are you bitter?" he asked himself in his heart.

Looking at his father's bent back, a pair of hands that have never been better, and the wrinkles on his mother's forehead, are you more bitter than them?

Since he remembered, he has never heard his parents say a word of hardship and fatigue. They support the family with their not strong back. They support themselves with a meager salary and never complain. Are they more bitter than themselves? Don't they suffer in the days when they are away from home and when they are not accompanied by their relatives?

I remember I wanted a beautiful schoolbag. My father didn't have much money left. He walked more than ten miles in the mountains and brought a schoolbag back from the county city. He threw the schoolbag on the ground angrily. Isn't it hard for his parents?

His clothes were broken, and his mother mended them with tears, but he didn't want to wear them again because others laughed at him. Didn't his mother feel bitter?

Because of a chocolate, I fought with the children and broke my head. My father didn't say anything. He carried himself to the rural health center in the dark. On the way, my mother sprained her foot and endured severe pain. Aren't they bitter?

Compared with their parents' suffering, what is their own suffering; Compared with their tiredness, I have no reason to say that I am bitter. I am happy because with the care of my parents, I went to primary school, middle school and then high school. Compared with my parents' semi illiterate, I am happy and happy.

He reached out and picked a red multicolored fruit. It was a happy multicolored fruit. It was sweet and reminded people of happiness and hope in life.

He is happy. His father's silent bearing and his mother's smiling face make him feel that he is the happiest person in the world.

Someone said: without the barrier of rocks, how can we arouse beautiful waves? Without suffering, how can we arouse beautiful flowers of happiness.

When you are in the most pain, there are birds singing happily outside the window; When you are happiest, someone is suffering from illness, fighting and struggling with death. The world is always the same, but our mood and mentality in the face of encounter are different.

When the heart is bitter, wipe it with a "rag". When it is bright, the sun will shine, and the heart can reflect the colorful sunshine - the place where the sun shines is always happier.

The real happiness is excavated from the pain and extends with the pain. Some people only see the pain of life, but never ignore the music around them.

He felt that he was the happiest and happiest, with his parents who loved him deeply and his relatives and friends who cared about him.

Happiness is actually very simple. Even a word and a look can bring spiritual comfort. Happiness comes from the heart and has satisfaction on the face. There has never been anything to replace it.

When the figure of his parents appeared in his mind, he stood up strongly and looked up at the purple sky. At this moment, his eyes penetrated the purple sky and saw the blue sky again, where his parents smiled and cared.

People have to go through many difficulties in their life. Some grow up in difficulties and some sink in difficulties. The road is taken and chosen by themselves. The road will be wider and narrower.

The next moment, his eyes became firm. No matter where he was, only his heart could really trap him.

Some people say that when God closes one window, he opens another window at the same time. There is no maze that can't go out, and there are no problems that can't be solved.

The present difficulties may be their own opportunities, which may be a test and a kind of training. The more incomprehensible, the more hidden the great opportunities. Although he doesn't know how all this happened, it doesn't mean he doesn't have a chance. He has solved countless problems at school. He knows a truth. The more complex the problem is, the easier it is to solve, such as Solomon knot.

About his situation, he speculated three possibilities. Whether he is dead or not is not the key to the problem. No matter whether he is really dead or not, his consciousness is still there, and there is hope when he is conscious and conscious.

The seemingly absurd question of proving that you are dead is actually an interesting paradox. Can you prove that you are dead? If you are dead, how can you prove that you are still alive? If you are alive, why should you prove that you are dead? This is nonsense and absurd.

The space of your existence is indeed a closed space, otherwise it is difficult to explain why you can't go out. I can't go out because I don't stand high and see far. Without a real understanding of my situation, I can't solve this mystery.

As for how to understand this closed space, he does not have a clue, because there is an urgent question to be answered, what are the big trees and deep pools, why they appear here, and what is the significance of their emergence. Every thing has its meaning. He is trapped here. The repeated emergence of colorful fruit and colorful fish is a good proof. He has found that it provides himself with a steady stream of food.

Without multicolored fruits and colorful fish, I'm afraid I can't last long. It's precisely because of their appearance that I can't get out of this closed space quickly, otherwise their appearance can't be explained.

All problems should have internal relations. Even if they can't be explained now, it doesn't mean that they don't exist and have no meaning.

There is also some unknown connection between the purple sky and the purple vortex. He finally saw himself fall into the purple vortex. When he woke up, he saw the purple sky overhead. Did he come here through the purple vortex?