Looking at Haruki Murakami's "If There Is a Time Machine", his wish is to fly to New York in 1954 to listen to a live jazz performance by the Clifford Brown and Max Roach Quintet. It's that simple, but Haruki Murakami thought: "Ah, it's a worthwhile trip."
So I started to think, if someone like me is dissatisfied with the past, if there is a time machine, what time would I want to go back to? Point, what to change?
Before, when watching TV dramas with the theme of transcendence, I always imagined that if I could travel through time and space, I would go back to the Wei and Jin Dynasty to listen to Ji Kang's "Guangling San", and follow Wei Wan to pursue Li Bai in the Tang Dynasty. But this time is different. I thought about it seriously. If there is a time machine, I can use it once, and only this time, I want to go back to the age of seventeen and see myself at that time.
There was an opportunity for this idea. Just last week, I drove past the high school school in the afternoon, because it was the peak time for students to come out of school, and a group of students in school uniforms came to face each other with laughter and laughter. I drove very slowly, and a girl came out of the school gate on a bicycle and almost hit my car. She immediately landed on one foot and stopped the car, looking a little staggered. The moment she raised her head, her face was rash and a little sorry, and she looked very much like me at that time. In other words, she is an ordinary high school student, just like me.
I know that if I vowed to say that seventeen was the best time in my life, many people would disdain it and reply: "Who isn't it?"
What does it look like at seventeen? Aside from studying, at the age of seventeen, there is the cool breeze of cycling to school, the sunset after school in the evening, the slight coolness between the library bookshelves, and the endless hustle and bustle of the basketball court.
I have never been a good student since I was a child. Before high school, I was barely a eugenic student with my cleverness. After high school, I collapsed completely. At the age of seventeen, I became flustered and timid because of my average grades and normal appearance. . I also deliberately cut an ugly hairstyle and used a bad temper to disguise my inferiority complex. Why would I cut my hair into a tomboy? Now I can't understand that state of mind at all.
When I was just over seventeen years old and entered university, I started to regain my confidence, I was even a little afraid of facing the inferior girl. I threw away the diary full of anxiety, and the classmate memorial book I wrote when I graduated. The graduation photos seemed to understand me well and disappeared on their own initiative.
And when I can no longer live in the pretense of youth, and no longer have the time to write down the sorrowful running account, no amount of imagination about the past and the future can't make up for car loans, deposits and life pressure. When I became a real adult, I realized the hypocrisy and the beauty of barrenness and boredom when I was seventeen.
Let me sit on the time machine and tell my seventeen-year-old self: You are fine now. Although you have taken a position that you didn’t want to do when you were seventeen and become a middle school teacher, you don’t think this is so much now. Difference. Later, you also failed to get the ideal score many times, but you have already understood that you always get a reward for your academic performance, and you just haven't worked hard enough. You have grown your hair and made great progress in dressing. The male god you have a crush on rejects you, but the time you like him is not wasted at all.
Let me sit on the time machine to comfort the girl with low self-esteem, don't worry that you are not good enough, you still have a lot of time to get close to the life you want. Of course, I can't deceive you either.
Five years later, you still haven't made much progress. You have grown up from a sensitive girl to an urban fringe living in your inner world. You still haven't gotten rid of the bad habit of being awkward with yourself, and you are still sometimes anxious to sleep, but fortunately, you have a lot of forgetfulness and strong self-healing ability. After a few days, you will be able to comfort a lot by reading some books and working hard.
After all, there is no time machine. The seventeen-year-old girl cannot hear my "major principles". She will do what she would do when she was seventeen, and make mistakes that can be made when she was seventeen, leaving it to me later. Aftertaste.
