Is there any intersection between the two lives that lived separately at the beginning and end of two thousand years?
Because time has given different destinies, whether there is an insurmountable gap between the two years, my kind and your kind. Does one pale in comparison to the other.
I can’t let you know my world, and I can’t enter your world. Is it impossible to get it because it is infinitely far away, so I look up to it.
And it’s not just time that’s far away.
After all, because of my mediocre talent and acquired laziness, I am content to be content in a simple and leisurely life, so I know that those years as gorgeous as summer flowers will not happen to me.
That’s why we have tried so hard to explore that period of history, your actions, and your thoughts. It seems that only in this way, I can get as close as possible to the kind of time that I cannot achieve.
I have never been used to reading history books. The dust accumulated over the years has a strange ancient atmosphere. Those rigorous historians always have a high and solemn attitude. Together with their words, due to the changes of the times, they have become more sacred and old-fashioned. It seems to be a one-way narration that only allows admiration but not closeness.
Perhaps "Three Kingdoms" is not an exception. However, from when I reluctantly opened it and forced myself to read aloud word by word in order to concentrate, now I read it unconsciously every day and carefully search for what I want to read between the lines. I think I have discovered something. I must feel what the author wants to convey, and I can detect your vivid lives shining in the words. I began to know the secret of a piece of history that has been told for thousands of years.
Not everyone has the right to leave their name in the history books. Let me imagine what you did for this.
In this turbulent situation, you must want to make a difference. I know you are such a competitive young man. Your father is already a role model that is difficult to surpass, and you are determined to do better. The book says that when you raised the army, the year was17 years old, those were the prime years, I must have had them too. I would sit in the classroom and stare at the leaves outside the window in a daze. What I cared about most was the basketball game this afternoon and the annoying exams and homework. I would deliberately act coquettishly with my parents to prove that I was still a child. At the same age as me, you made friends with heroes all over the world and became famous. You served under Yuan Shu and made many military exploits. You conquered Jiangdong in more than ten battles, large and small, and defeated all directions, establishing the great cause of Soochow as a tripartite among the Three Kingdoms.
This is an unparalleled glorious time.
Sometimes I put down the book in a hurry and go out. I don’t have time to return to my original role, so I will have random thoughts while passing by passers-by countless times.
Perhaps our times subtly overlapped at some point.
We are walking on different roads at the same time.
What were you doing when I was worrying about how to spend an afternoon.
What are you doing when those teenagers who are frivolous because of their youth are riding skateboards on the street and passing by like the wind.
When people are bending their backs and running around in order to survive, what are you doing?
When most people use "mediocre and inaction" to interpret their lives, you chose four other words:
This life is worth living.
If I could choose, I would choose a time as eternal and shining as yours.
