I've always believed it
There was a secret passage in the voice
It can go straight to the heart
- "Sometimes for the Text".
Hello everyone, I'm Liu Jun, welcome to listen to Fengshou Reader, this is an audio program launched by the Volkswagen **client, here, we feel the power of words together.
Today, to break a little loneliness for a lonely book, this book is Thoreau's Walden.
The book was lonely when it was published in 1854, not only did it not attract the attention of the general public, but even some of those who were supposed to be close to it did not understand, snubbed or even ridiculed it. It will never cause a sensation and noise, and it will still be lonely after it becomes a world masterpiece, although its readers are relatively fixed, but there will never be many of them, and these readers are probably lonely people in the depths of their hearts, and even these lonely people probably only understand the deep taste when they read it when they are lonely.
Thoreau was an American of French descent who lived only forty-five years. His close friend, Emerson, who was fourteen years his senior, gave a vivid description of his personality after his death: Thoreau liked to walk, and thought that walking was faster than riding, because you had to earn enough fare before you could get there. Besides, what if you didn't just think of the place you arrived, but also the journey itself?But he has hardly ever stepped out of his hometown of Concord, Massachusetts, and its nearby landscapes. He felt that the place of his hometown contained the whole world, that he could see spring, summer, autumn and winter from a leaf, that the map of his hometown was in his heart, that map was naturally not flat, but three-dimensional, not fixed, but moving, and the clouds would take something away from them, and the wind would send them in turn.
From July 4, 1845, to September 6, 1847, Thoreau lived alone on the shores of Walden, almost exactly two years and two months. Walden not only provided Thoreau with a place to live, but also a unique spiritual atmosphere for him.
Each of us may have a place that truly belongs to us, and this place may not be the place we are crawling now, but not every one of us will set out to find it. It is not only the habitat of our bodies, but also the home of our souls, the homes of our spirits;It gives us vitality, it inspires us, it gives us peace.
Today, I will read a part of Walden, "Solitude".
Loneliness (excerpt).
Thoreau
I've found that being alone most of the time is good for your physical and mental health. Being with friends, even the best of friends, can quickly get bored and drain your energy. I love to be alone. In most cases, we are more lonely when we go out, among people, than in our own houses. The person who thinks or works is always lonely, no matter where he is, don't bother him. Loneliness cannot be measured in terms of how many miles of space there is between a person and others. A truly diligent student in the crowded premises of Cambridge College is as lonely as a dervishes in the desert.
The farmer is able to hoe or cut wood in the field or in the forest all day alone without feeling lonely because he has something to do;But when he came home at night, he could not sit alone in a room, completely dominated by the thoughts in his head, but had to go to a place where he could "meet everybody" and have fun and pastimes, hoping to compensate for the loneliness of the day;Therefore, he did not understand how a student could sit alone in the room all night and most of the day without feeling bored and "frustrated";He did not realize, however, that the pupil, though he was in the house, was still working in his own fields, cutting wood in his own woods, and that the pupil was to pursue the same recreation and socialization as the farmer, albeit perhaps in a more compressed manner.
Socialization is generally too banal. We see each other a lot, but we don't have time to get anything new out of each other. We meet at three meals a day to re-taste our own piece of moldy aged cheese. We had to follow a set of rules, called etiquette and politeness, in order to make this frequent meeting tolerable without developing into an open conflict. We met at the post office, at social gatherings, and gathered together around the fireplace every night;We huddle together, get in the way, get involved with each other, and I think in that case, we lose some of our mutual respect. Undoubtedly, a few meetings are enough for all important and sincere exchanges. Think about the female workers who work in Gongguang,—— can never be alone, even in their dreams. It would be nice if there was only one inhabitant per square mile, like where I live now. The value of people is not in **, and they do not need to be contacted to know.
I have heard of a man who was lost in the woods, hungry and tired, dying under a tree, weakened and surrounded by morbid visions, and his loneliness was alleviated by strange visions, which he thought were real. In the same way, because of our physical and mental health and strength, we may also be constantly encouraged by a similar, but more normal, and more natural society, and come to realize that we are never alone.
I have many companions in my own house;Especially in the morning when no one is coming. Let me use a few analogies that might show some of my situation. I am no more lonely than the loon bird that makes a loud laughing sound on the lake, nor is it any more lonely than Walden itself. Excuse me, what is the companion of that lonely lake?But in its azure waters there are no melancholy blue devils, only blue angels. The sun is lonely, unless the weather is hazy, sometimes it seems like there are two suns, but one of them is a parhelia. I am no more lonely than the only mullein or dandelion on the prairie, or a bean leaf, or an sorrel, or a horsefly or bumblebee. I'm no loner than Mill Creek, or the Vanguard, or the North Star, or the South Wind, or the April showers, or the January snowmelt, or the first spider in a new house.
Thank you for listening to today's harvest reader, I am Jun Liu, if you have a favorite book or article, please let me know, here, we share the power of words together.
Curator: Song Tao.
Reader: Liu Jun.
Production: Chen Hui.