A bucket is a bucket, why is it called a toilet?

I have an unusually special affection for toilets, especially sit-down toilets. I have never disliked or despised it because of its smell, shape and color. I have never been a person who judges things by their appearance. I know how to penetrate the phenomenon to see the essence, and I will never be ungrateful and imitate the villain who crosses the river and burns the bridge. On the contrary, it has always been a fine tradition of mine to never forget the well-digger and repay his kindness. Being a virtuous person is actually not as difficult as imagined. Don't let go of your inner concern, even small things like the toilet. This is the so-called understanding of the subtleties.

Of course, in order to prove that my feelings for it are by no means superficial, I want to talk about its ins and outs. Why is a bucket called a toilet when people sit on it? This can be traced back to the "Wooden Horse" in Ouyang Xiu's "Return to the Fields II" during the Northern Song Dynasty, which is the earliest written record of the toilet. As for the history of the toilet, we have to talk about it from the Han Dynasty. "Xijing Miscellaneous Notes" says that the Han Dynasty palace made "tiger balls" from jade, which were held by the emperor's attendants for the emperor's convenience at any time. This kind of "tiger" is the special utensil that later generations call toilet and chamber pot, and it is also the predecessor of the toilet. It is said that this kind of "tiger" was also invented after the great ancestor Liu Bang used the crown of a Confucian scholar as a drowning device.

There is another theory about the invention of "Hu Zi", which is also related to the emperor. It is said that during the Western Han Dynasty, "Flying General" Li Guang shot a crouching tiger to death and had someone make a tiger-shaped bronze drowning utensil and urinate in it to show his contempt for the tiger. This is where the name "Hu Zi" comes from. However, when the emperor of the Tang Dynasty sat in the Dragon Court, just because one of his ancestors was named "Li Hu", he changed this disrespectful term to "Zhu Zi" or "Mazi", and then it was commonly known as "Toilet". and "pee pot." In the future development, as we have seen, no matter how it evolves, it is basically impossible to get rid of the basin-shaped and barrel-shaped appearance. This is the history of the toilet. If these general remarks can't explain anything, I would like to talk about my own personal experience.

Looking back, during my more than 20 years, the toilet has always played a unique and irreplaceable role. It has brought so much comfort, pleasure and hatred, and thrills. How many mountains and rivers... are as bright as a bright mirror in my heart, and they are not at all weakened by the changes of time and location. They often remain fresh for a long time, and you can only know the power of a horse after a long journey.

Its relationship with me is by no means as simple as accepting excrement. It also seems too ordinary and clichéd. It would be unwise to reduce my relationship with it to that of ordinary people. idea. The happy time and introspective thinking it brings me are often difficult to omit and ignore. To put it more seriously, growing up on the toilet is a mixed blessing, but it can achieve twice the result with half the effort. That is to say, it takes an hour to figure out something elsewhere, but sitting on the toilet, maybe half an hour will give you enlightenment.

The function of the toilet and the strong impact it brings to me often make me feel that the four pleasures in life have huge flaws. When the gold medal is named, the night of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, the spring rain after a long drought, and meeting old friends in a foreign land can only be called external pleasure. The real internal pleasure is the fifth greatest pleasure - reading poetry at night on the toilet. Who would have thought that the moment when you really gather your energy and comprehend the essence of the book would be on an ungentlemanly toilet? But life is full of surprises, nothing is impossible, only unexpected. Nothing is complete, and no matter how comprehensive it is, there are still gaps.

Since I was a child, I can no longer read them all. The toilet has helped me read so many crystallizations of human wisdom. And the toilet also shoulders the important task of helping me select the best and eliminate the fittest, and select a good book from a hundred. I basically came to the following conclusion: The books that don’t attract me to read in the bathroom are usually old ladies’ smelly long foot wraps, or nonsense and shameful PP wipes. Reading them makes people suffer from intestinal constipation and unspeakable pain. The books I am willing to bring to the bathroom often bear my great trust and love for them, and they will fulfill their mission to help me enjoy myself.

Faced with the dazzling array of books on the market, taking the essence and discarding the dross is something that people cannot do with the naked eye, but the toilet has successfully done it, shame on you!

Think about it, sitting on the toilet with your buttocks, daydreaming about it, this is a humble room, but I am virtuous, there are scholars who talk and laugh (in the book), and no white people come and go (in reality, because the door is stuck) ), at such moments, when there is silence and no one to disturb me, and I have been there for a long time without realizing the smell, I often get immersed in the book and cannot extricate myself. I have never been a good student who can concentrate. When I was a student, my teacher’s year-end comments often included three indispensable points: first, too much talking, second, too many small actions, and third, unable to concentrate for five minutes. My mother was very upset about this, thinking that I had ADHD, and I heard that eating MSG can easily cause ADHD, so I will not put MSG in the dishes from now on... However, if the teacher is lucky enough to see me sitting on the toilet and concentrating, he or she should I will be so excited that I shed tears...

My mother hated me for being so dependent on the toilet. She and my father chased me to prevent me from taking books into the bathroom. After being discovered, he was torn apart without mercy. When he was a child, he was dragged out of the bathroom alive, and the book was destroyed and people were injured. Every time I battled wits with them, I put the book close to my belly in my clothes, just inserted into my belt. In order not to arouse their suspicion, I deliberately swung my arms in front of them a few times, and then went to the bathroom openly and hungrily. I started reading...but even so, my mother still banged on the bathroom door from time to time and kept repeating words like "Are you going to spend the New Year in there?" Faced with such boring interference, I made up my mind not to be afraid of sacrifices , overcome all difficulties and strive for victory! Basically, you can look without squinting and listen without listening, as if you are in a deserted place, with no distractions to the point of ecstasy.

Every time I recall this unbearable history, I can’t help but burst into tears. Life is so difficult, and how difficult it is to do as you please. I can understand: I ——Want——read——book! It is the strongest cry from a child's heart. At that time, I had a dream to design the most avant-garde bathroom, with a comfortable toilet in the middle, and bookshelves filled with various books around it, so that they could be easily obtained. I no longer had to sneak around and talk to little people who couldn't see the sun. Like a mouse...

The toilet is not just an auxiliary tool for reading. I was even surprised to find that, whether it was because of the posture or the ammonia smell, it could actually help to some extent. Promote people's memory ability. I have tried to memorize Chinese words and Tang and Song poems on the toilet, and the results are amazing, which is completely different from memorizing them while sitting at a desk. I very much hope that a scientist will think about this principle while sitting on the toilet in a boring moment, and maybe he can win the Nobel Prize in Chemistry. Of course, even if there is no new book to read, I still habitually sit on the toilet with a book that I have read countless times. I just hold it without looking at it. I feel at ease in my heart, and then I start to think about how I can’t do it outside the bathroom. Understand the problem. There is no doubt that it is still very effective.

It can be seen that when I grew up with the toilet, it played an important role as the ONE of Nanbo... But now... I gave up and continued to be obsessed with it, facing a public toilet. , only speechless. I think that some things are destined to be extremely personal, such as toothbrushes, toilets, wives... The consequences of using them in public are very disgusting and disgusting, so I began to hate toilets. So I began to hate sitting toilets deeply. Just thinking about it would cause physical discomfort, throat congestion and gastrointestinal motility like a conditioned reflex. Now I have reduced the frequency of drinking water as much as possible. Just look at my lips that are bruised and bruised due to thirst. Who can imagine that they were once soft? But even so, we still can't completely break away from it. We are destined to have a lifelong relationship with many things. We can't let go of it and keep talking about it. We still have to have close contact with it several times a day.