I have no property, no money, and certainly nothing of value.
I didn't take anything with me, and naturally I didn't think about leaving anything.
If I die, I have nothing to give up.
I can't rest assured, and I also reluctant to part with the stack of books on my bookshelf.
They are worthless, occupy a lot of space, and are very heavy. I am afraid that if I don't explain it, they will be easily disposed of by some other people, so I always have to give serious instructions to the people around me.
No one is as patient with books as I am.
I believe that fate, people and things, whether they have life or no life, can get together, there is always affection and righteousness.
I try to protect them and keep them as clean as new so that they won't be disliked when I change hands.
Please keep it well, you don't have to have a wide, sunny bookshelf, piled in a corner or under a bed, it's fine.
Where there are people, books are popular; where there are books, people are angry.
Thanks in advance.
Life is impermanent and limited. Although I always pick as many good books as possible to read, I still miss more than I get.
But there is nothing to regret. Too many books tell me that who is stupid enough to regret what they have done.
To regret, only regret the things you didn't do.
Some of these books, I have read many, many times; some books have been read at the beginning, and I can't bear to read them, for fear that I will be deeply immersed in them and will not be able to withdraw for a long time; It's a bit pitiful. It may be the product of a bookseller's discount, so it has not been included in the reading plan for a long time.
Reading plans are often interrupted, sometimes because of a new love, sometimes because of an unexpected job, and of course, most of the time because of laziness and self-indulgence.
But I don't force myself. Don't give up quality for quantity, or you just don't read it.
I hope that the books I have read can leave some traces in my life, and it will not be a waste of time to sleep with the lights on.
Even if it's just a silly joke, it can ease my awkwardness when people around me are unhappy.
I have nothing to be remembered, and I am not going to be remembered. I'm not a good person, and I can't be a bad person. I just show up by chance, and I'm bound to leave and walk through the world. Don't disturb anyone, but it's okay to be disturbed.
If you miss me, please keep my pile of books.
When you think about me, take it out and read it, and you will know what kind of road I have traveled, what scenery I have seen, and what kind of state of mind I have had.
Don't worry, it must be very different from the impression of me. Reactionary, negative, opinionated, proud and narcissistic, whatever.
There are some weird things in my book.
It may be a movie ticket that I want to keep as a souvenir, a favorite postcard sent by a good friend from afar, or a small piece of paper that I scribbled at random.
When you see it, you may know the bizarre things that happened to me during the days of reading the book that I never confided in. Laughing at me, scolding me, because I read wrongly, I want to break up with me forever, or maybe miss me.
That's right, I'm like that, I don't say anything, I don't say anything. Mysterious, weird.
Books taught me to be patient, I was full of complaints a lot of the time, and I wanted to tear them all out if possible. Just being stubborn and impulsive and irrational, how much can the cost be, bigger than it is now?
Those, probably know me better than someone who is not good at speaking.
I often draw wavy lines on the sentences I like in the book. They once touched me at that special moment and I don’t want to forget them; With whom to interact with the soul; some difficult phrases and uncommon words are also highlighted, because I know that it is impossible to remember, so as not to re-check it. Hopefully, when I see it, it helps a little bit.
In fact, I stopped buying books for quite a while because I was afraid of trouble.
The idea of having a private library or opening a reading station has been abandoned.
However, because there are books, even if you don't go out for a long time, you are not afraid of looking rotten. With a look of self-confidence.
Hopefully these books will be the best companions to substitute for me, as they have been with me, in those good and bad days.
Also, the end of the story:
If I could do it, I would laugh.
Manuela will keep complaining about the dyer's van that knocked me over for years to come.
This is the punishment for stealing the skirt.
I was reminded of Neptune again.
How stupid. This makes me want to laugh again.
Believe that death makes us somewhat throw away some of our wildest thoughts.
Ozugran, I'm nervous, like a huddled kitten. I would love to have one last drink with you.
How do we evaluate the value of life?
Paloma, may your absurd promises be fulfilled.
It's all like this, and it's over in one fell swoop.
This is death.
You will never see the person you love again, and you will never see the person who loves you.
If this is death, it is what people call tragedy.
What matters is not death, but what you were doing at the moment of death.
Renee, what were you doing when you died?
You are preparing to love someone.
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