Introduction: Meeting you is my fate; I am glad that you are alive. You are ill, and I will spend these days with you. You are the strongest person I have ever met. Even if you die, I will live strong. I never write such an article when I am sick. Just as I am well now, my mind is clear and my body and mind are healthy, I am writing this short article to tell you that people who are sick are the strongest people! The living are the strongest people! You will never hear the story of the dead being strong and alive!

Sick person

-Dunzhe Ling

My eyes hurt when I get up in the morning. I didn't care too much, and the more I felt uncomfortable after washing. Instead, my head rose, I had a headache, I was weak and depressed. I quickly lay down on the bed. Even so, it is extremely uncomfortable, with fever and chest tightness coming one after another. There is a saying that "illness comes like a mountain". I believe that everyone has had such an experience. I feel so uncomfortable that I want to scratch my heart, to make people care, and to be quiet, and I can't be satisfied.

My parents bought me medicine. I drank more hot water, sat patiently for an hour and finally fell asleep. When I woke up, I felt my eyes stopped hurting and my mind was clear. This is "illness goes away like spinning silk".

Old people often say: "People who eat whole grains are not sick." So everyone has the experience of getting sick. The topic of disease is new from ancient times to the present.

Look at some idioms about "illness", and you will know what the sick people are like. "Sickness is a disaster" is an idiom. Put "illness" and "disaster" together, and you will know that illness is a disaster, and everyone hates getting sick.

However, people have to eat, people have to endure environmental torture, so it is inevitable that "the disease will enter the mouth." People are fragile in the face of diseases, and you can't imagine how fragile they are. The description I gave at the beginning is far from what a disease is!

What is a disease? Let me tell you something. 19 19 Spanish influenza Do you know how many people died? 25 million to 40 million people died! At present, the number of patients in big hospitals in first-tier cities exceeds 10,000 a day, but you don't see anyone bargaining with doctors! Do you remember the blood steamed bread written by Lu Xun? Do you know why Hemingway, Kawabata Yasunari, Sanmao and Van Gogh committed suicide? Have you seen the news about selling children because of illness? There are too many stories and cases. I believe that even the experiences of ordinary people around you, or even your own experience, are enough to make you feel what the sick people are like.

Sick people are sensitive, sick people are sad, sick people are miserable, sick people are pitiful, and sick people are timid.

I grew up with an average body. Therefore, minor illnesses continue, and I have some experience about getting sick. I had a pleurisy once when I was seriously ill, which made me unable to breathe. One day I cried in bed and said goodbye to my mother. Now that I think about it, what I thought at that time, I feel that I can't laugh if I want to laugh.

But that illness really made me think about many things about life. For me now, these experiences are precious.

Before my grandmother died, she took medicine every day, and if she didn't take it for a day, she would feel uncomfortable. If you don't eat, you must take medicine. My grandmother, too, feels uncomfortable every day, and then she always says that there are people on the roof and under the bed ... In short, it is the saying of ghosts and gods, which keeps going day and night. My fourth uncle amputated an arm because of cancer. He is a hard-eyed man, but he also secretly cries at night. Even so, life was not saved in the end.

Every time I go to the hospital to see a patient, I feel quite emotional. I'm thinking about ancient hospitals. Are there so many people? In the corridor in the middle of the night, many accompanying people sleep on bunk beds. Snoring, face is gaunt. Therefore, the ancients said long ago: "it is difficult to have a dutiful son before a long bed."

I don't know what you were thinking when you were sick. Let me talk about myself. When sick, although the brain is stuffy, people are also weak and depressed. But the brain is very active. Just like movies, but most of these "movies" are unhappy.

Listen to these poems: "but no word has reached me from kin or friends, I am old and sick and alone with my boat", "Once you are ill, you don't know each other, but who will have fun in the third spring", "When you are sick, you need only medicine, and what else can you ask for?" "Sitting up in shock when you are dying, the dark wind blows rain into the cold window", "When you are sick, you are in danger, and you cry more every autumn", "Round fan, round fan, beauty.

No one wants to see a person shivering in the wind, but he has no money to cure the disease. No one wants to see his wife and children abandoned in order to cure diseases. But the disease is not from people, and the sick people can't help themselves.

I assume that my mind is the clearest and cleverest at the moment, so what should I say to you who is sick? So what should I say to myself who is ill in the future?

It's just that in recent years, several relatives and classmates around me have died of illness. There are cancers, myocardial infarction and cerebral infarction. There seem to be countless names of diseases in the world. Both God and Bodhisattva are too busy. People themselves, too. Even doctors sometimes can't save themselves, which is that illness can't be helped by people.

Disease is an experience, but also a test. Test the sick, but also test the people around the patient. Human nature will be more fragile in the hospital, tears will be more hazy in the hospital, and the choice between life and death has always been difficult.

We can't completely avoid getting sick, but you must not make a decision when you are sick. Because most of them are negative. The "decision" here contains many contents, such as suicide, divorce, escape, abandonment, fear and so on.

I know you are in pain, and I have been in pain. I know you may not be able to control it, but I still believe you can control your mood. It is not easy for a person to live to an old age, because time has weight, and your body is getting heavier and heavier. It is easy for a person to live to be old, because time passes quickly. As long as you stick to it, you will grow old.

At this moment, I hope that all sick people will have the mentality of "moaning without illness". Illness is an experience, just like "having a baby". Pain is inevitable, but you will get a lot if you get through it. As I said at the beginning, the year I got pleurisy, I dropped out of school for half a year and thought a lot about life. For me now, it is very precious.

This kind of preciousness means that I am more open-minded, I pay more attention to health, and I am more optimistic. I'm better at looking inside and overlooking my mind. I'm not Van Gogh, I'm not Hemingway, I'm not Yasunari Kawabata, so I don't have the right to accuse them of suicide because of illness, but I have the right to say I don't appreciate it!

I like Zhang Haidi, I like Shi Tiesheng, I like Hawking, I like Helen Keller, and I like myself! I like you!

We have no right to choose to come into this world. The choice is our parents. We have the right to choose to live or die. People who are sick, in particular, will think more about what is life and what is death. But it's actually a fallacy. I've thought about it for you. The living will not experience death, and the dead will not experience life. So it's enough to live and want to live. An optimistic person will be born with illness; An optimistic person will widen the dimension of life.

Finally, I still want to emphasize to everyone who read this article: meeting you is my fate; I am glad that you are alive. You are ill, and I will spend these days with you. You are the strongest person I have ever met. Even if you die, I will live strong. I never write such an article when I am sick. Just as I am well now, my mind is clear and my body and mind are healthy, I am writing this short article to tell you that people who are sick are the strongest people! The living are the strongest people! You will never hear the story of the dead being strong and alive!

Excerpted from the prose works of independent scholar Dunzhe Ling.