The world once made me despair, but the dawn of literature gave me the last glimmer of hope

I've always believed in one thing, that words are alive, that they can feel your emotions, that they accept your opinions. Shakespeare said, "In the eyes of a thousand readers, there will be a thousand Hamlets," and everyone has a different interpretation, appreciation, and opinion of the work.

Sometimes the text brings you only the surprise of the writing and more of a visual shock.

Well, I've also seen someone write in a diary: "In ancient times, people used to eat people, and I remember it, but I don't know." I pulled out the history book from the package and checked it, this history has no age, and the words 'benevolence and morality' are written on each page. After looking at it carefully for half a day, I saw the words in the cracks of the words, and the words 'cannibalism' were written all over the book. —— Lu Xun's Diary of a Madman

How ironic, the first time I heard this passage was in the middle school Language class, the teacher told the darkness of this history, and I laughed without understanding that history.

Gradually, I stepped out of society, experienced the sour, sweet, bitter and salty world, and when I was exhausted by the pressure of survival, I tried to escape from reality in the world of words, and also tried to numb myself into this world, sometimes I wished that this was a dream, and when I woke up in the dream, I was still that innocent teenager.

I began to travel through history, learned about the insidious cunning of the old society, the Spring and Autumn Song Dynasty was besieged by the Chu State in order to survive the Yizi to eat, since ancient times uninterrupted natural disasters and man-made disasters, the inhumane human experiments of Unit 731, and slowly I found that history is always understated.

I gradually got out of the pressure, in the process of understanding history, I understood that life is moving forward, no matter when or what events will always pass, we will always become history, but history gives me the motivation to survive, when life is irritable, I will think, it will not be worse than then, and do not let history repeat itself.

The world once made me despair, but the dawn of literature gave me the last glimmer of hope.