Time can wear out many things, such as love and hatred. Time can also shape many things, such as making intergenerational separation and disdain into mutual gaze and reconciliation, and even encouragement.
Not long ago, a friend of mine told me an incident he had experienced. Two months ago, his daughter turned 18 years old. Before his daughter's birthday, the father asked his daughter what birthday present he wanted. The daughter said that she only wanted her father to go to the tattoo shop to get a tattoo with her on her birthday. The daughter's request surprised and embarrassed the father. First of all, he did not expect that his quiet daughter would have a desire to get a tattoo; secondly, he did not expect that his daughter asked him to get a tattoo too. He said he would think about it all night.
This friend of mine is over 50 years old and has a successful career. He once confessed to me that in the past 20 years, he rarely took care of the family, and often even forgot the appearance of his daughter. On this evening, he began to seriously consider his daughter's request. He felt that this request was actually provocative and a bit mean. However, while he felt that his daughter was absurd, he suddenly saw himself in his daughter, his former self. When his career started from the most difficult point, wasn't he also full of exploration, rebellion, and unyielding spirit? He decided to agree to his daughter.
The next day, he told his daughter about his decision. Now it was her turn to be surprised. She did not expect that her father would agree to her request. She reminded her father: "Then what do your employees think of you?" Father said: "What I have decided will not change easily."
So the father and daughter began to study the location and content of the tattoo. They first discussed the position and determined it to be on the upper ankle. According to the Chinese custom of "male left and female right", the father wrote on the outside of the left ankle and the daughter wrote on the outside of the right ankle. Then, they said the content of their respective tattoos. The daughter said that she wanted to write down the chemical formula of the neurotransmitter dopamine. She is about to leave home, and she hopes to have long-term happiness. Father said that he climbed Mount Everest that year, and he was preparing to write down the geographic coordinates of the North Pole, Mount Everest and the South Pole.
On their birthdays, the father and daughter came to the pre-selected tattoo hall for their daughter. Under the guidance of the tattoo master, they entered the tattoo room and started getting tattoos. My daughter recorded a video of her tattoo, and posted it on Moments, and got a lot of likes. The Morse code on her feet (she changed her mind) made her look even more unique. Her tattoo was completed in 25 minutes, after which she ran to party with friends.
The tattoo on my father's side took more than an hour. During this period of time, he faced the tattoo artist from uncomfortable to calmly, and the burning and slight pain of his skin penetrated into his heart, allowing him to calm and wake up outside of this extravagant time. Time outside of this time falls outside the middle-aged man's usual time track, can it be said that the moment of time is "out of the box"?
He thanked his daughter for this. When the era of intelligent society and robots seems to be coming with great vigor, an 18-year-old child still longs to feel the real pain on the skin, longing to feel the texture of life in material time, although this longing is A little vanity for company.
From this friend's account, I suddenly thought of a batch of popular virtual idols on social networks recently, some of which have amazing influence and appeal. Interestingly, when asked whether these virtual characters will replace real people and become new era idols, a virtual idol synthesizer resolutely replied: "Nothing can replace real hands, real eyes, The real body, and the real heartbeat."
I would say, there are growth, pain, joy and dreams. Just as today’s readers need literature, they need a real heartbeat, a vibrant face, wrinkles carved by the years, the sincere smiles from wrinkles, and the real oil stains on real skin when the sun is exposed to it. . And all of this depends on the nurturing of time.
Literature can also be said to be an art of time, an art capable of connecting history, present and future. Throughout the ages, those good literatures are not historical bones, but historical flesh and blood. Because of literature, we have been able to glimpse the bloody life and labor, love and sadness, expressions of thoughts and thoughts of our predecessors, and it is possible that we will still be able to communicate with them thousands of years later.
If time cannot be retained, then literature is born to create time. The beauty and magnificence created by literature can make our limited life fuller and more vivid. When the many uncertain forms of the future society confuse us, writers of different generations should also believe that there must be a prosperous and more meaningful possibility that will come at the same time.
