South China Sea Myth

Later, I heard that Shuangmei died of illness, Xiong Liang's personality has changed a lot, he doesn't like to joke anymore, and he doesn't talk about his love story anymore. He played chess with people every day, and when it was time to go home and cook for his son.

In the fall of 2000, Xiong Liang passed away, holding a picture of his mute wife in his arms, and a portrait of his wife still hung on the wall in the room. Some people say that he was drunk to death, and some say that he wanted his two sisters to die. In any case, his death stirred up my memories and also aroused my perception of life and love.

In this world, some people are great, some are ordinary, some are noble, and some are despicable. Although Xiong Liang is not a fighting hero or a model worker, he is just a very ordinary person. But after all, he was a volunteer soldier who went to the front line. Although he did not have brilliant achievements in his life, he struggled after all. His relentless pursuit of love and his unwavering love for his wife are truly touching. There should be no derogatory meaning to say that he is a love master.

Master Xiong lamented that I was a mythical fool, and I was called a fool doctor when I was in college. At that time, I couldn't understand a word of the teacher's "Advanced Mathematics" course. However, the answers to my assignments were correct, and I relied on my own understanding. Of course, my homework was a mess, like pickles, and the teacher couldn't read it and couldn't correct my homework. Since my answer was correct, the teacher thought that I had copied someone else's homework, and later, the teacher found out that I had passed every test and restored my reputation.

One day during the summer vacation, I got on my bicycle and picked up my son, and when I crossed the railroad, I found that the railing was lowered, and I lowered my head and got through. I found that the back seat of the bicycle was empty, so I quickly grabbed the handlebars of the bicycle and turned around, and my son was lying on the ground crying. My father asked why he didn't find out when he dropped his grandson? So, the neighbors started calling me a fool Dr. Myth. I'm very familiar with similar courses in philosophy.

In this way, the test score is excellent every time. When I was in college, I had poor self-care skills, and I wore dirty clothes on one side and on the other, and socks on the outside and dirty on the inside. At the end of the semester, I wore a total of 7 shirts and 8 pairs of socks. So, I packed the dirty clothes and socks that I wore for a semester in a large travel bag and shipped them home for my sister to help wash them. Since my previous clothes were picked up by the people who got on the train to collect the tatters, this time, I held my bag firmly in my hand. His expression, as if he was protecting a national treasure, attracted the attention of the thief. Later, I fell asleep to the sound of rumbling wheels and woke up with my bag gone. I walked into the train's toilet and looked, wasn't that my bag?

Of course, the dirty clothes and socks inside were all over the floor, and they were wet and smelly. Apparently, the thief didn't steal anything valuable and on my clothes. I like qigong and think it's amazing, and when you're lucky, your fleshy head can smash bricks. In order to practice qigong, I want to worship a qigong master as a teacher. When this qigong master heard about my celebrity anecdotes, he didn't want to take me as an apprentice, so he gave me a problem and asked me to bring a bowl of water to his residence. My university is far from the other university where the qigong master works, two roads to cross, or a few stops away. I just took the bowl and walked step by step to the school where the qigong master was.

Due to the long distance and the need to cross two roads, I was trembling, but as a result, some water was splashed along the way. Finally, when I was about to get to the school dormitory of the qigong master, I didn't pay attention, and a motorcycle came running towards me, and I was so frightened that I stepped on a piece of watermelon rind, and I fell down.

I stood in front of the qigong master with an empty bowl and covered in mud: I splashed the water today, let me serve it again tomorrow.

The qigong master was funny and angry, with mixed feelings, and he thought that I was really stupid, and I was so stupid and cute, and had a strong temper, and he said: You don't have to serve water. The qigong master reluctantly accepted me as a supernumerary apprentice, that is, he could teach me a little knowledge about qigong, but he did not allow me to say that he was my master. To put it bluntly, I'm afraid that I, a stupid apprentice, will ruin the reputation of the master.

I remember when I was an intern at the university, I taught the tourism myths to the students of the tourism school. I said that because people were not free in love in the past, they wanted to get the freedom of love, so the myth of love was born. And tourist attractions, as long as there are tourism myths embellished, have greater attraction. Most of the characters in mythology come from the self-image of primitive humans. Most of the mythical characters created by tribes with a more developed hunting economy are related to hunting. The tribes with developed agriculture created mythological characters mostly related to agriculture. People use knives, axes, bows and arrows as weapons, and mythical characters become heroes armed with such tools. The mythical protagonist is imagined as Superman, but sometimes encounters setbacks and bad luck. It reflects the realistic conditioning of mythological fantasies. Through the refraction of myths and fantasies, from the actions of myths and legends, we can see the deeds of the ancestors and the spiritual trend of the people at that time.

Mythology arose in primitive societies, where humans explained natural phenomena through reasoning and imagination. However, because the level of awareness at this time was very low, it was often shrouded in a layer of mystery. Mythology is the expression of man's attempt to conquer nature with the help of fantasy. Most of the images of gods in mythology have superhuman powers, idealized by the perceptions and desires of primitive humans. In fact, many myths that were myths yesterday have become reality today. For example, it is a myth that a person who can fly is called a flyer, and now, our astronauts are a flyer. For example, clairvoyance and downwind ears are also myths, and our radio communication and computer engineering today are a thousand times stronger than yesterday's clairvoyance and tailwind ears.

Dr. Shi recalled that when he was seriously talking about mythology and culture, a student made a fuss in class and scolded Dr. Mythology for being a fart on the spot. According to the normal thought process of a teacher, the class teacher and the counselor should be called, and the student should deeply review and apologize to the teacher who was scolded. However, when the class leader reported to the counselor, and the counselor wanted to criticize the student, the doctor of mythology excused the student: the student was wrong to scold, but the motive was positive, and the teacher should tolerate him for the sake of the fairness of the academic argument.

Also, the mountain roads in Qiongzhong are rugged, and the old drivers who have driven the car for more than ten years are reluctant to go, and although Dr. Myth has a driver's license, few cars are driven and swayed. When he first arrived in Hainan, he rented a car to go to Qiongzhong, turned left and right, and the people sitting in the car felt dizzy. A cow in front of him suddenly stood upright and rested for a while, and Doctor Myth braked sharply and chased after the cow's tail. A kind friend asked Dr. Myth: Do you dare to drive the mountain road yourself.

Dr. Myth's answer is reasonable: if you don't eat pears, you don't know what pears taste like. I'm going to personally look for the myth of the South Seas in Joan.

At this point, Dr. Myth paused for a moment and said, "I'll talk about the reason why I committed suicide later." Now, looking back, I'm a little ashamed. Because, no matter what the reason is, suicide is a sign of cowardice.