Chapter 185 Life Mentor Lin Weimin
Shi Tiesheng actually started on the path of writing earlier than Lin Weimin, but he did not become truly famous nationwide until the publication of My Distant Qingping Bay.
"My Distant Qingping Bay" recently attracted heated discussions among readers after it was published in "Contemporary".
Shi Tiesheng felt that he seemed to have become famous.
He lived in a large compound, and on weekdays, apart from the relatives and friends of his neighbors, there were seldom any strangers coming to the compound. However, with the hot sales of "Contemporary", "My Distant Qingping Bay" gradually caused a response during this period.
Some readers actually found his yard and came to visit him.
This was something Shi Tiesheng had never expected.
He received these readers who came to visit him with great trepidation. Among them were students, workers, and cadres of different identities, all of whom were literature lovers. They had read Shi Tiesheng's "My Distant Qingping Bay" in "Contemporary" and were full of admiration and love for Shi Tiesheng, a disabled but strong-willed writer.
Shi Tiesheng talked with everyone about literature, ideals and the future. Many people seemed to regard him as a life mentor and asked him for advice on life's problems. He could only provide everyone with some personal insights to the best of his ability.
After hearing this kind of questions more and more often, Shi Tiesheng felt that something was wrong.
He considers himself to be just an ordinary person who can write a little, that's all.
But it would not be good if others regarded you as a wise man because of this.
On this day, two college students came to Shi Tiesheng's house. They had all read "Qingping Bay". At first, they talked about literature, but as they talked, the two college students asked him about the meaning of life.
Shi Tiesheng scratched his head again, and at this time he heard a familiar voice coming from the yard.
"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!"
Shi Tiesheng suddenly became happy and pushed his wheelchair to open the door.
Lin Weimin walked in and saw two young men in the room. "Oh, are there guests?"
Shi Tiesheng explained: "They all came here after watching Qingping Bay."
Lin Weimin said with an "oh" and jokingly said, "You've become famous this time!"
Shi Tiesheng introduced Lin Weimin to two college students. When they heard Lin Weimin's name, they looked surprised.
Over the past year, Lin Weimin has become much more famous than Shi Tiesheng.
"Hello, Teacher Lin!" They both greeted.
Lin Weimin nodded to the two of them. After sitting down, Shi Tiesheng talked about the questions that the two college students had asked him. The two college students looked at him eagerly, as if they also wanted to hear some advice from him.
"I can't talk about such a grand proposition." Lin Weimin said with a smile.
The two college students said, "Teacher Lin, we are here to seek your advice sincerely."
Shi Tiesheng said: "Everyone always comes to discuss such profound topics with me. I can't express any deep insights, so you should talk about it."
The two college students looked at Lin Weimin with anticipation.
He was held up by Shi Tiesheng. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Do you like reading poetry?"
The college students nodded.
"Like obscure poetry?"
The college student nodded again.
"Teacher Lin, what does our love of poetry have to do with discussing this issue?"
"Poetry is always romantic, and people with delicate and sensitive minds are more sensitive to it, especially the Misty Poetry that has been popular in recent years, which always stirs the sensitive nerves of boys and girls."
"Teacher Lin, don't you like obscure poetry?"
Lin Weimin shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't like it, I just think it's a bit inappropriate for Misty Poetry to be so popular."
Seeing that the two college students seemed to want to correct his point of view, he immediately said: "It's just a personal feeling. This is not the focus of our discussion today."
The two of them listened to him without saying anything, waiting for him to speak.
Lin Weimin thought for a moment and said, "I have never thought about any lofty or profound propositions. Since we are talking about it today, I can only talk to you from a superficial perspective."
The two college students looked serious. Most people have a superstitious belief in authority, and Lin Weimin is now an authority in the hearts of college students.
Lin Weimin touched the stool under his buttocks and asked, "What did you guys say this stool was before it became a stool?"
"wood."
Lin Weimin nodded and said, "Wood, or more precisely, parts of trees. What was the meaning of their existence at that time?"
The two college students looked thoughtful, and after a moment, they came up with the answer.
"Greening the environment", "Photosynthesis provides oxygen to the earth", "Serving as firewood for the people", "Providing a place for birds to live"...
Lin Weimin laughed, "Okay, I've said a lot. Let's put that aside for now and continue. This tree was cut down, and part of it was made into the stool under me. What is its significance now?"
"Being sat on?"
“Become a tool for people to rest.”
Lin Weimin said: "That's right. And then, this stool has fallen into disrepair after so many years, what should I do?"
"Throw it away or burn it." The two college students sighed when they said this. This is the life of a tree.
"So, what do you think is the meaning of this tree or this piece of wood?"
Facing Lin Weimin's question, the two college students looked a little serious. After careful consideration, they said, "It should be considered as serving humanity or serving the earth."
"Then if I replace the word meaning with function, would you think it's inappropriate?"
"Function?" The two college students thought about it and it seemed to be true. They answered for a long time, but in fact they answered more about the function of wood.
"Teacher Lin, we were wrong."
Lin Weimin retorted: "That's not the case."
He continued: "Whether it is a tool or a person, its function is to be attached to other people or things. For example, an axe is only an axe if someone uses it to chop wood. This is its function. The meaning of the axe's existence is to chop wood."
"You see, the meaning of the words themselves is not that different, but the original meaning has changed subtly according to the context and subject."
"Now let's get back to what you meant by 'the meaning of life'."
Lin Weimin said seriously: "I understand what you are pursuing. In my opinion, it is a somewhat illusory proposition."
"Epictetus once said, 'We step onto a stage not chosen by us, and act out a play not chosen by us.' Life is never something we can choose, or we as individuals cannot completely determine our own destiny.
Of course, the meaning of our existence is not something that can be determined by ourselves.
In the few opportunities you have to choose, what you should do is to pursue what you want to pursue as much as you want. And meaning, such an illusory thing, should be left to others to waste their time. "
Lin Weimin stopped talking here and gave the two college students a faint smile.
"My understanding is a little superficial, so just listen to it."
When Lin Weimin said this, a male college student stood up and said excitedly: "No, Teacher Lin, you are too modest. I completely understand what you mean. You mean that we should not just talk, but do it."
Lin Weimin nodded, "You can understand it that way."
The two college students lowered their heads and pondered what Lin Weimin said. The more they thought about it, the more it made sense to them. Worrying about the so-called meaning all day long will only waste their limited life.
Just like what Teacher Lin said, if we have that time, we might as well boldly pursue what our hearts desire.
After completely understanding Lin Weimin's words, the two of them showed admiration on their faces. Listening to Teacher Lin's words was like an epiphany.
"Thank you so much, Teacher Lin."
The two college students left Shi Tiesheng's home with deep insights and full of gratitude.
"You are really good at serving the people," Shi Tiesheng sighed.
Lin Weimin laughed and said, "Why am I so great?"
"What you just said is so good!"
"What did I say?"
Lin Weimin's mischievous smile made Shi Tiesheng think about his words. He thought for a long time, but it seemed that he didn't say anything useful.
Shi Tiesheng looked at Lin Weimin in surprise.
Lin Weimin has not specifically learned the chicken soup rhetoric used by later marketing accounts, but after seeing it so many times, he has become adept at using it.
Negation, deconstruction, and appreciation of value are nothing more than this set of things.
It is really useless to say the least, but sprinkling a little occasionally can indeed have an inspiring effect.
Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "But I still think it's well said."
"It doesn't matter how much benefit there is. Anyway, it doesn't do much harm. By the way, I solved a problem for you."
"It's not a big deal."
Lin Weimin pointed at the window and said, "My uncle came over to check several times just now. I guess this situation must have happened quite often these days, right?"
"yes."
"You can't do this kind of high-intensity reception every day in your current physical condition. Why don't you put up a sign?"
"What sign is it?"
"Just write: Shi Tiesheng is willing to make friends from all over the world, but due to his illness, he is closed to visitors. It would be offensive. If you don't have an appointment in advance, please don't knock on the door."
"Isn't this a bit bad?" Shi Tiesheng hesitated.
"Health is important." Lin Weimin advised.
At this time, Shi's father walked into the room and said, "Weimin is right."
Lin Weimin added: "Let's not talk about anything else. Just the time wasted, how many words would you have to write?"
These words touched Shi Tiesheng's heart.
"Then let's close the door and refuse visitors."
A smile appeared on Shi's father's face, and he finally put aside his worries about his son.
While Shi's father went to prepare food, Shi Tiesheng asked Lin Weimin what work he was writing recently.
"I'm still thinking about it. I have two topics in mind."
Shi Tiesheng admired this point about Lin Weimin. It seemed that he never worried about what to write, but how to write better.
"I can give you a reference."
"One is about friendship, and the other is about love. Which one do you think should be written?"
Shi Tiesheng joked: "Is it the kind of friendship like in Farewell My Concubine?"
"Of course not. This friendship is pure."
Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "I want to see how you write about this pure friendship."
"Okay, then write this."
Two college students walked out of the alley where Shi Tiesheng lived, still talking about what Lin Weimin had said.
"Teacher Lin's lecture is really good, and it is easy to understand."
"I have decided to write an article about our conversation today and submit it to the school magazine."
Another student clapped his hands and said, "This is a good idea. Teacher Lin's words are thought-provoking. More people of the same age who are at a confused stage in life should see his teachings."
"It's settled then. I'll write it when I get back."
After the two finished talking, they left the alley with excitement.
(End of this chapter)
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