As a human being, we have a common worry — no one actually understand us and true friend is hard to meet as we grow older. However, how much do you know about yourself? Is it possible that others can know you better before you know yourself well? Some people may try their best to avoid loneliness while some smart people just cultivate loneliness as a nutrition for their life, especially some famous writers. Shen Congwen, a well-known modern Chinese writer, enjoys his loneliness very much. Here we’re going to feel some of his story about his loneliness.
My life and ideas come from my loneliness. Even my education is greatly related with loneliness. But my loneliness is greatly connected with water.
When I was six or sever years old, I found that private school was the least interesting place to stay. I just could bear such a narrow place and then tried my best to play and live my life under sunshine outside the school.
With my fellows, we put off all our clothes and jumped into the river naked from a high cliff. We enjoyed bathing in the water for a whole afternoon and was willing to endure a blame and beat by parents in the evening.
Sometimes we were just doing something or playing in the green field while storm rain fell down. Like all other fellows, we hasted to take shelter from the rain under some sheds or big trees.
When the rain continued to fall down for a long time without stopping, I just stared at the surface of the river or leaves on the branches, thinking of lots of old memories. As the rain stopped activities of my body, my mind began to recall what I have done and what I have seen.
The longer it rained, the more loneliness I feel. In such a season, I had to think of the best thing and the worst thing. If I just ran back home under such heavy rain, I would be a little scared for getting wet of my whole body. Then I went to the gallery of the temple where some workers were producing wires and ropes. I was familiar with them because they worked there everyday. I just helped them and it had already become a habit.
It was just because of the heavy rain that I couldn’t hide my bad behaviors. I was often blamed to get on my knees in the warehouse by my parents. In that empty and lonely warehouse, my imagination would just be more active while listening to the rain outside.
My life was largely related with Chen River since I was 15. I had learned a lot of knowledge, people and thing from this river. My imagination just came from this river. Whenever I recalled my life in the past or made plan for my future, I would depend on this river.
Later I moved my house near a sea where the air was clean and bright. How lonely is the sea because it has nurtured my lonely mood. The sea had amplified my emotions, my hopes and my personality charm!
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