Is there anyone around you who can really get along?

wrote in the front: "A person's loneliness is not loneliness. A person looking for another person, one sentence looking for another sentence, is the real loneliness."

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I remember watching an issue of "Art Life" when I was a child. At that time, the guest was Wang Zhiwen, who was 4 years old. Zhu Jun, the host, asked him why he was still not married. He said that he hadn't met the right one yet, so Zhu Jun wondered and asked him what kind of partner he was looking for. Wang Zhiwen smiled and said, someone who can chat anytime and anywhere. Zhu Jun puzzled, said it is not easy.

I still remember Wang Zhiwen's answers. He said, it's not easy. For example, sometimes you suddenly want to tell her something in the evening. She said, I'm sleepy, let's talk about it tomorrow, and you suddenly lose interest. There are some words that you want to say only at a certain time and only to a certain person. It is really not easy to have someone around you who you want to say and can say.

I didn't think deeply about this passage when I was a child. Now, when I look back, I realize that it is not easy to have such a talkative person around me.

Today, Wang Zhiwen is married, with an old husband and few wives. In an interview with the TV series "The Gentleman", he frankly said that in recent years, his personality has been much milder and his life has been much richer and fuller. The media always say that he cherishes words like gold and talks little. Those who can answer with two words must not use three words. I think that people who talk less are not necessarily speechless, but they just don't meet people who can talk. Presumably now, when he has feelings at night, he and his wife must sit face to face and talk.

the deepest loneliness is far from being alone, but being surrounded by someone who can't talk all the time, so that we can't talk together. Later, we might as well be alone. This kind of taste that you can't talk to the people at the bedside is more bitter than anything else.

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There is a book called "One sentence is worth 1, sentences". In this book, Mr. Liu Zhenyun interprets the real "Chinese loneliness". When you meet someone who can talk, one sentence is worth 1, sentences, but when you meet someone who can't talk, 1, sentences are not worth a sentence.

In the book, he divides people, regardless of affection, friendship and love, into two kinds of people: "people who can talk" and "people who can't talk". Some people in the book have suffered and been lonely all their lives because they have never met anyone who can talk.

this classification method seems simple and rude, but when you think about it carefully, it really means that. No matter friends or relatives, if you can talk to him, you will feel close at once, and if you can't, you will feel alienated. All normal people, we all have the desire to communicate. Sometimes, at first glance, we look at a person with few words, but on another occasion, we find that he is talking with others. There are no people with really few words, only people who can't meet the people who can't talk.

The first part of the book tells the story of a common man, Yang Baishun. His life was in a mess. He did countless kinds of jobs, moved to several places, and didn't meet anyone who could talk. He was poor and adopted by his wife, Wu Xiangxiang, a widow who sold steamed bread. Unexpectedly, when they were together, they were both annoyed when they talked. In the end, they had to stop talking and work one day and sell one face.

Later, Wu Xiangxiang had an affair with Lao Gao, a silversmith next door, gave up a stable life, followed Lao Gao with nothing, and left his own daughter Qiao Ling to Yang Baishun, who was puzzled.

Things are strange, too. The only person that Yang Baishun met in this life was his stepdaughter Qiao Ling. From time to time, they had to sit together and talk about everything. The people who got along with each other were worth 1, sentences, even one action, and they understood everything in one eye. But later, Qiaoling was abducted by traffickers. Yang Baishun gave up all his bags and went to find Qiaoling everywhere. Ironically, Qiaoling didn't find it and saw his ex-wife Wu Xiangxiang and Lao Gao who betrayed him.

Two people were wandering in Zhengzhou Railway Station. One was polishing shoes, and the other was selling face washing water. After work, they bought a sweet potato in a stall, squatting in the corner beside the railway station, and you gave me a bite, and I gave you a bite, laughing and laughing.

At that time, all the doubts of Yang Baishun were solved. His ex-wife had never been like that in front of him, not that she didn't have this side, but that he was not the one she could talk to.

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There are many lonely little people in the book, in friendship, affection and love, who are close because they can talk, but alienated because they can't talk.

all our lives, we hope to have one or two people who can talk. Such people will never ask for more, and they will be lucky to have them. There is a man named Niu Aiguo in the book. When he encounters some troubles in his life, he wants to talk to those people who can talk. He would rather sit on the train for a few days to find his old comrade-in-arms, just to sit down and say a few words of confidence.

people are everywhere in the world, and people who can talk are hard to find.

Anyone who has seen Chen Daoming's version of "Kangxi Dynasty" probably knows that Kangxi's favorite person to chat with is not a minister or a eunuch, but a princess Rong. Every time he goes to Rong Fei's residence, he lies under the kang and says, "I want to talk to you." Then pour out the state affairs, harem or children's troubles to Rong Fei one by one. After speaking, I always feel comfortable and at ease. Later, after being forced to execute Rong Fei, he sighed, "The people I can talk to all my life are gone."

in this case, people feel sad and helpless. As long as he is willing to speak, no one dares not listen to the people around him who are a king of a country. But there is only one person he can really get along with.

why don't we? Look at the contacts in our circle of friends. There are as many as a few thousand people, but how many people will you open when you are upset and want to talk to someone? I don't think there are many.

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When we were young, we had a lot of people to talk to, although we had few worries and thoughts. When we talked, we could easily chat with anyone. As we get older, there seem to be fewer and fewer people in our lives, and even fewer people can talk to each other.

it has become a luxury to have someone who can understand what you say, even what you don't say.

in the past one or two years, I have reduced a lot of useless social activities, and I like to be alone for a quiet time. Sometimes when you talk to people who can't speak, you talk to them, but they just think of another meaning, and then you talk a lot about it, and the result is getting more and more chaotic.

I think of a sentence I once saw, "It's impossible to understand things in this world when it's time to start talking." There was a time when I missed having a few friends who could talk. During chatting, an understated sentence or two could poke each other's hearts. When I was happy, I would always be excited to say, "Yes, yes, that's the feeling." Even those things that are awkward can be understood by the other party. "Needless to say, I know what you are going to say."

this feeling is not common nowadays. People who used to get along with each other can't always get along with each other. People are changing, and sometimes after a while, they will find that they can't talk together anymore. In addition to helplessness, only helplessness.

Getting a bosom friend is a great blessing in life. Sometimes we meet one or two, but some of them are changed by time, and others are missed in some accidents. Some people, who have never met anyone who can speak well in their lives, have to swallow their words in their stomachs, wrapped in the bitterness and astringency of their days, and slowly accumulated, letting it erode their lives.

"It's enough to have a bosom friend in life, and we should treat them with the same bosom." This is a sentence that Lu Xun once wrote to his bosom friend Qu Qiubai. Those who can meet bosom friends are all lucky people.

There is a passage in Liu Zhenyun's novel that impressed me deeply.

Finally, I only wish that each of us can have someone who says "one sentence is worth 1, words" to chat with, whether it is a lover, a friend or a relative.

Wish

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