Loneliness is a long song

Stanford 2022-04-23 07:05:04

Loneliness is a long-lasting song...

Little Zhengtai Reggie grew up in a wealthy family. His father died early and his mother was busy with work. Reggie lived in his own little world all day long. He has mastered mathematics, literature, history, music and other subjects with ease since he was a child, so he was only six or seven years old and studied in the same classroom with a group of teenage children. He can play the cello and can compose music. He has an old-fashioned, cool and arrogant aura. He has no friends around him to talk to, so he is very withdrawn. He is bossy to the nanny at home, arguing with his mother all day about insisting on being a vegetarian and not taking a special car to school. Can't help but let me scold this rich young master who owns a mansion and eats and dresses casually.

At this time, Eleanor, a young and beautiful girl, became his new babysitter, and she took care of Riggie's daily life. The company of each other on the way to school day by day made them gradually become good friends who can talk about everything, and gradually entered each other's hearts. Later, Riggie accompanied Eleanor to visit her seriously ill father in her hometown, and he realized that her life was actually very difficult, and that she was also a child who had dreams of music. They agreed with each other to stick to their music dreams and not give up. However, in the end they had to separate, Eleanor couldn't stay with Reggie forever, she was going to start a new life in the distance. Eleanor crouched down and hugged Reggie, who was much shorter than her, and kissed him, saying to him, "Be a good boy."

Riggie is a good boy. He is kind, precocious, learned, sensitive, and pessimistic. He once said to Eleanor, "I don't want to die alone and be intoxicated by myself", and he also said "I don't know if anyone will fall in love with me". Eleanor just broke up with her unsatisfactory boyfriend, and her relationship with her mother and sister has deteriorated. Her father has been in bed for a long time. Unemployed, she happened to find this childcare job, but she did not expect two people with a much different age. will come so close.

Loneliness is an innate feeling of being both enemy and friend. I read a passage on the Internet: "One person is lonely because no one talks. Two people are lonely because of the distance between hearts. Three people are lonely because someone is destined to be left out." In "Mr. Van Gogh", we sing: "We are born alone, we are born alone, no matter what you have, we are born alone." So lonely we long to find a person to talk to, more than the priest in the confession room More considerate, more painful than the psychiatrist who needs to make an appointment in advance. There are all kinds of social software in the app store nowadays, with less appointments and more chats. Private chat, group chat, live chat. However, behind these appearances, most of them are lonely individuals. The online world can never replace real life, even if you keep staring at your phone or computer, you always have to go to bed, whether alone or with the other half you haven't spoken to for a long time, you always have to meet An empty life without dialogue.

But it's very strange, some people just have an unspeakable tacit understanding with you. Even if they sit together and don't talk, they will feel each other's innermost feelings; I don't feel bored all day, as if there are endless topics to talk about. This person is like a friend but understands you better than a friend, this person is not a lover but has more topics than a lover. It's a pity that this person is not destined to stay by your side forever, and may suddenly leave you one day. Leave you alone to face the unknown life.

Buddhists say that there are seven sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, remorse and hatred, separation from love, and not being able to seek. I still don't understand why we have to look up and look down with those who give us headaches all day long (resentment meeting) - bullying your classmates and mocking your teachers, reprimanding your leaders and colleagues who cause you trouble , stinky and sweaty passengers crowding bus stops around you, cashiers who roll their eyes at you at the supermarket checkout because there are too many goods and no change..., and why those people we like - friends, lovers, parents , children - it takes us a long time to get together with them, and each time we are together is so short, even some people disappear immediately after appearing in your life, and there is no time to say goodbye (love parting). Maybe this is life, those people we love, those we always care about and haunt us, just because it is difficult to see each other, we should cherish the days with them more. Maybe when you lit a cigarette after dinner and looked up at the night sky, maybe when you were driving to work and got stuck in the traffic jam in the morning rush hour, maybe when you walked through the snow that is still warm in winter after the first snow When I turned around and looked at the row of footprints I stepped on, I was dazed... That relationship and time were suddenly recalled in my mind for some unknown reason, making you feel warm and sad...

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  • Reggie: I guess right around 4 I figured out I was sort of a math prodigy, solving pretty intricate math problems.

    Eleanor: Like What.

    Reggie: Multiplying 7 to 10 digit numbers in my head. I could give you the cube root of pretty much any number.

    Eleanor: Like Rainman.

    Reggie: No, he was an autistic savant. As you can tell, I'm alert, extroverted, affable and articulate...

    Eleanor: Of course.

    Reggie: ...and not to mention devilishly handsome.

    Eleanor: Not to mention.

  • Eleanor: What was the name of that piece you wrote for the recital?

    Reggie: Like Sunday, Like Rain.

    Eleanor: So beautiful.

    Reggie: I'll write a part for the cornet.