1The last section of the previous article may not be clear enough.

Just add something.

Also talking about my aunt’s house.

Talk about the experience of skiing together...

It may be a unique happy time spent with my aunt's family in my life.

Get to the root of it.

My aunt's family has a hostile attitude towards "playing".

Maybe it’s because of the traditional concept.

What we expect from our children is to study well and work well, nothing more.

Of course, my aunt and uncle also set an example in this regard.

Anyway, I am convinced (I have rarely convinced anyone in my life).

Two workaholics who had retired long ago were hired back and continue to work to this day.

Reminds me of a piece of news about a foreigner who is over ninety years old and still working.

Lifelong learning, lifelong work.

It can be said to be very powerful.

It can be regarded as a dream of mine.

I never want to live an ordinary life.

You have to work hard for your dreams.

Work hard and die.

"There are cracks in everything, that's where the light comes in."

Remember, the person who said this is a legendary singer.

It seems like I was still singing on stage when I was eighty years old.

I remember that Mr. Qi Baishi was still painting in his nineties.

Art has such charm.

Retirement? Doesn’t exist.

Not being able to sing, draw, or write... is worse than death.

(These are just examples, not limited to this.)

This is completely different from my aunt's house.

Creation is first of all a kind of self-realization from the inside out.

There is an inner drive.

Just like when I write articles, it is my life itself.

The job of aunts and uncles is, of course, to contribute to society.

Of course essential.

(Thinking of Lu Xun and Bi Shumin, who gave up medicine and followed literature)

But its driving force is external.

The so-called external.

For example, material rewards.

For example, recognition from others.

For example, fill time.

Please explain this additionally.

My aunt once said this: I can’t sit still.

I would rather work than enjoy my leisure time.

And I like to be idle very much.

Especially, time alone.

"There is nothing else to do than white tea to make you happy."

(About leisure, I’ll mention it later. Let’s forget about it today.)

I don't write to get anyone's approval.

Nor will I satisfy anyone's demands.

"It doesn't matter whether you like it or not."

Even when they disagree, they won't defend themselves.

A phrase comes to mind: meet one's need.

There seems to be another phrase...make ends meet?

The term internal drive and external drive does not mean any praise or criticism.

Just simply stating the facts.

Why state it? Because it is important to clarify.

Please take care of yourself.

Um, I digressed.

It was originally intended to criticize the tense relationship between parents and children.

Suppose the elders have too high expectations for the younger generation and regard "playing" as "evil" mentally.

The relationship between the two generations is likely to remain tense.

Of course, my aunt's family has begun to change now, after my aunt and uncle became grandparents.

However, this is by no means "keeping the clouds clear and seeing the moonlight".

Grandfathers and fathers are two concepts in themselves.

What is lost is lost and will never come back.

The where my eldest brother was under strict discipline is all imprinted in my mind and I can’t get rid of it.

(For example, the eldest brother is playing with the computer, the eldest uncle wants to smash the computer, and I am next door...)

There is no doubt that this is a lack of family affection.

Every detail is taken care of in life (food, clothing, housing and transportation), which is great.

But living is not just for living.

Thinking of the lines from the movie "12 Years a Slave":

i don't wantsurvive, i wantlive.

The extremes of things must be reversed.

all work y...

There is nothing wrong with being a workaholic in itself.

The problem is that relationships between people also need to be managed.

This is true whether it is family, friendship or love.

When listening to "La Vie en Rose", I am reminded of the old record player.

Never used it.

When I was a kid, my family used a radio (one that could play tapes).

Listen to Dad play some "A Cloud Made of Rain", "Grasshopper", "Tears Behind Bars"...

My hometown is a small town surrounded by mountains.

I was lucky enough to see a movie projector from the previous era in an old cinema.

It's the film type (movies like "Planet Terror" and "Inglourious Basterds" come to mind).

There are also discs that look similar to old-fashioned records. I forgot what they are used for.

Dad used to work as a movie projectionist.

Later, the cinema in my hometown disappeared.

As for the reason.

Transportation is inconvenient, the economy is backward, and there is no consumption.
To be continued...