In my life, I have personally experienced two small events that now feel bizarre and eerie.
Once, it was when I was a young lad. At that time, I was short-sighted, with a pair of glasses, and my eyes were more than four hundred degrees. At that time, a xianggong enthusiast lent me a book about xianggong, which said that through the training of breathing and mind, the fingers of one of the two hands can be lengthened. I tried and then compared the two palms, as if nothing had changed. The book also says that through breathing and mind training, the myopic eyes can become normal. I held the heart of the test, closed my eyes and rolled my eyes every day, and then imagined myself in the dark deep forest, chased by wolves, snakes, tigers and leopards, not caring about the thorns that cut the skin of my legs and feet, and finally arrived at a sunny beach. After doing this for a week, one day I found that I could see the small print on the book from a distance! Not nearsighted at all! However, he did not insist on training later, and now his eyes are still myopic. But looking back now, I don't know if I always took an air gun to the countryside to fight birds during that time, and I saw more leaves, and my eyesight briefly returned to normal, or the reason for learning incense.
Another thing, which was also when I was younger, was probably in my thirties, and once I rode my bike to visit a friend. I suddenly heard the sound of the wind in my ears, it was actually the voice of someone talking, and I said a lot of it, and I didn't know what to say, I had been riding my bicycle, but the wind in my ear had been talking, as if it was following me! We are here by the river, and in autumn, the wind in the river whistles like a wild beast. I was about a hundred meters from the river. It may also be because of this, but the voice I hear in my ear is not at all the voice of the people on the street, as if it has always been a meter away from me, and it is the voice of a man mixed in the wind. At that time, I was extremely afraid in my heart, and I did not dare to listen carefully to what the voices in the wind said, but I could only understand that it was a local dialect. On our side, there is a legend about the strange wind in the river, saying that there are two ancient pagodas on the riverbank, connected to the chains, in order to lock the river demon in the river, the pagoda town river demon. Because in the past, citizens could go swimming in the river, but every year there were some drowning people, my brother was drowning in the river in his twenties. Of course, I have never believed this statement.
