Many years later, I found that what coexists at any time is "another me".
When the party broke up in the evening, I went back to my room and my heart seemed to settle down. Both of us seem to be in some kind of situation. The lively sound of the neighbor's TV came in through my half-open window-this kind of noise in the distance and silence in the vicinity always constitute a complex and unspeakable psychological state for me. A. I remember watching the movie A Dream of Red Mansions when I was a child. When Jia Baoyu, who was enjoying the spring breeze, was holding a wedding in the bustling crowd, the camera suddenly turned and fell on Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which looked bleak in the bleak autumn rain. Lin Daiyu, thin and weak, was lying in bed, suffering from illness and hatred, and her inner feelings were self-evident. I remember when I was a child, this passage made me cry. Looking back today, although this shot is classic to modern people, the noise in the distance and the silence around me have stirred up complex feelings inside, which will still be unforgettable for life. I think this is an internal activity related to the soul, a state in which I participate with another hidden me.
I don't know why my situation is sometimes in such a thinking about an inexplicable "distance".
But what if I have been in the so-called "distance" mentioned above? Then, I will continue to think about "the distance".
B. For example, at ordinary times, people who miss me finally come to me from afar, but sometimes I don't know what to say, but I'm still willing to immerse myself in my thoughts, as if my skin is close at hand and I can't dispel my deep thoughts. It seems that the intuition of this vivid person and what is hidden in his soul cannot be realized at the same time, and the deep yearning for this person caused by distance will not disappear because of this person's existence. They seem to be on two paths-one is done on the visible and tangible plane, and the other is surging in the invisible and intangible heart.
So, I will say, "I miss you."
A: "I am not here!" "
I said, "That's different. I still miss you. "
It seems that two people are missing, one is present; The other is hiding in a deep distance. In fact, the real reason may be that I coexist with another hidden me, one who has a real body and feeling in front of him; And the other me, hiding at a certain distance, can't be reached by the realistic hand.
For another example, one year, I finally arrived at my long-awaited warm friend's side, and my fingertips, eyelets, forehead and ears were all intertwined with friends' friendship. C. However, I often stand at the window, looking sadly at the hazy sky, looking at the red tile roof in the distance, looking at a large area of uninhabited lawn, like a lonely leaf with a broken stem, full of worries and melancholy. I have reached the "distant place" I miss, but I still miss it deeply. Rain and fog all over Europe seem to fill my eyes.
Here, it seems that this "distance" and that "distance" are different. Or, I seem to be two me at the same time. D. a me, wrapped in the emotional warmth of my friends; The other me, sometimes I prefer to close the door and immerse myself in the thoughts caused by the imaginary distance.
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And the list goes on. I sometimes feel that this "distant" invisible thing surging in the soul is deeper and more difficult to touch than the intuitive thing nearby.
In my life, this strange and inexplicable "distance" always affects me. But in fact, I know that "far away" is nowhere, it is just an imaginary thing, a great fantasy-it is a person waiting in our hearts!
In fact, it exists inexplicably and secretly in my own body. Anything that touches my heart will become my own "distance".
Realistic people have lived in inertia for a long time and almost forgot one thing: "I" and "a hidden me" often coexist at the same time.
People are sometimes another person at the same time.