Looking for Provence It’s late at night and I want to post something sentimental.
Just write it for yourself.
Feel free to take a look.
Is there anything that can be done continuously for eight years and bring endless joy?
What other thing seems to others like ascetic suffering, but some people have been doing it for twenty years?
They must have understood something, and saw something like a North Star guiding them at the starting point.
The process was sometimes cold, sometimes warm, and sometimes they had to face the dark desk alone, with applause, a stage and a trophy.
But these are not particularly important, because the North Star hangs high there, and they will automatically wake up at 5:30 in the morning, get dressed while exploring, and set off on time.
Maybe they took a nap at a certain moment and walked for a while.
They also knew that the North Star was hanging high there, so they turned over to concentrate and cheer up.
What exactly is that North Star?
During May Day, my family and I spent five fun and noisy days, and the holiday allowed me to briefly escape and cut off the routine.
Because circulation is the natural enemy of human beings, as I enter middle age, the damage caused by the decline in metabolic rate is doubled.
I am still as lazy as when I was young.
I don’t want to use facial cleanser when washing my face.
I just rinse it with cold water.
But my cheeks are no longer plump, so I don’t care about it anymore.
I don’t watch football anymore.
Every time I criticized the national football team more than ten years ago, I was still full of hope for the next game.
Now I have completely removed the word “national football” from my world.
My mood swings seem to be less severe than before.
I wonder if this is due to aging, maturity or boredom?
Maybe the fixed rhythm of work and life makes people keep moving forward like a caged rat.
This may be another North Star, which is survival, life and responsibility.
This is one of the reasons why we are willing to become caged rats.
But it does require courage, and amazing courage allows us to persevere.
However, as mentioned above, cycle and repetition are the natural enemies of human beings, leaving us numb and worn out.
The tranquility of the holiday gave me time to start thinking about these things.
In addition to the North Star I just mentioned that I must follow, there must be another one.
What is that star?
It will definitely not wear you down, nor will it give you a clear promise.
When you start to get close to it or think about it, there will definitely be a faint sweetness, not strong but not strong.
Thinking about it is enough to make you happy, even if your body is going through some troubles.
Well, I remember feeling that way when I was in love.
But it is not the rampant dopamine, but the lasting and peaceful feeling of joy, ahem, a bit like the time of the wise, like the feeling of that cigarette afterwards.
However, the smoke will eventually burn out, and I still want to continue exploring.
In the past two days, I have listened to an issue of Duku Brother Liu and Teacher Meng Yan.
No one knows about it.
Brother Liu was miserable and happy at the beginning.
He knew that the books produced by Duku were of high quality and he was keen to do this for a long time.
However, at that time, the control was in the hands of booksellers.
They would squeeze money and engage in price wars.
Brother Liu was very passive and was on the verge of closing down.
But Sixth Brother still insisted that Duku not make best-sellers or make money for money.
They waited until the express delivery industry emerged.
From then on, Duku no longer relied on the booksellers' network.
Brother Six bought his own printing press, rented a warehouse, and delivered the hot reading library directly to readers.
Lao Chi's peach selling story began eight years ago.
Perhaps at that time or earlier, he found the peach forest where his confidence lies, his love, a little paranoia, and constant joy.
Maybe this is why he can calmly put down the title of CEO and dare to be a slightly literary and artistic Mo Wen to make slow money.
These are all my bold guesses, but in my opinion, he and Sixth Brother are both very cool.
By the way, the most dashing one is Fifth Brother, a veteran photographer who was booked by Lao Chi in advance as a traveling companion.
I kind of understand that the North Star is just a goal hanging in the sky, and there is a high probability that people will not stick to a cold goal for more than ten years.
They must have seen something grander.
Until I discovered Provence.
Post an introduction: "Provence is located in the south of France.
From the day of its birth, it carefully kept her secrets until the British Peter Mayer With the arrival of the year, the veil of Provence's long-standing unique life style has gradually been unveiled.
In Mel's writing, "Provence" is no longer a simple geographical name, but also represents a simple, carefree, relaxed and lazy lifestyle, a leisurely mood of not being surprised by the flowers blooming in front of the court, and enjoying the clouds in the sky.
Traveling is about getting rid of the shackles of life, and Provence will make you forget everything.
The entire Provence region has an unusual charm due to its extreme changes - the weather is cloudy and sunny, sometimes warm and sometimes wild sea breezes, the terrain is undulating, vast plains, steep peaks, lonely canyons, desolate castles, winding mountains and lively cities, all of which interpret various styles on this French land.
Lavender blooms in the wind between July and August, creating the most unforgettable scent in southern France.
This free color inspired the creation of artists, including Cézanne, Van Gogh, Monet, Picasso, Chagall, etc., who all started a new stage of artistic life in Provence.
The hedonistic atmosphere of the Côte d'Azur also attracted American writer Fitzgerald, British writer Lawrence, French writer Huxley, Nietzsche and others to come for pilgrimage.
"Following the North Star may be something you must do.
Finding your own Provence is something you should not give up and pursue throughout your life.
A certain era must have its dividends and limitations.
For example, information is now highly developed and AI technology evolves in days, which makes people divided and numb.
Is it possible to use the convenience of this era to find our own Provence more efficiently?
Who knows?
Maybe my advice is wrong, maybe your Provence is in the fields, in front of an inaccessible waterfall.
Just look for it, or it may be the scenery you pay attention to when you look up while riding.
From now on, you are on the way to find it.
I will definitely go there to see it if I have the chance in the future.