Who left you and who did you meet? When Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang were studying abroad at Oxford University in England, they made some good friends, including Situ Ya and Xiang Da.

Who left you, and who did you meet?

Huang Yulan

Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang couple made some good friends when they were studying abroad at Oxford University in England, including Situ Ya and Xiang Da. Mr. Situ Ya and Mr. Qian Zhongshu didn't understand the art of bookbinding even though they were studying together. Mr. Yang, who was familiar with housework, taught them to fold the book from the opposite side to solve the problem. Xiangda's finances were poor and he couldn't afford to live in the pastor's house, so he had a reason to come and eat and drink when Qian Zhongshu and his wife moved to Ms. Dalei's house.

Later in his studies at Oxford University, Qian Zhongshu registered as a student in Paris, France. Therefore, they said goodbye to their friends in the UK and went to study in Paris, where they also met Lin Liguang and Li Wei. Lin Liguang, like Mr. Qian, does not bother to waste his time for a bachelor's degree in , but instead studies his favorite books and aspires to become a national Ph.D. But a few years later, he died before leaving Paris.

While in Paris, Qian Zhongshu and Yang Jiang's only daughter Qian Yuan was very popular with the neighbors across the street. If they hadn't had trouble sleeping at night without their child, Qian Yuan would have been picked up and raised by the opposite party often. It can be seen that they have a harmonious relationship.

After Mr. Qian returned to China, he was trapped in the occupied area of ​​Shanghai. Without a job, he worked as a tutor for three wealthy children. One of them, Zhou Jiezhi, had been asking Qian Zhongshu to buy books for him. In this way, Mr. Qian would not have no money and no books to study. Zhou Jiezhi was closer to the teacher than the other two and took good care of Mr. Qian throughout his life.

Qian Zhongshu was ordered by his father, Qian Jibo, to teach in Wuchang University for one year. A friend told him that Qian's alma mater, Tsinghua University, had hired him to work. Mr. Qian resigned from his father, who was also a master of Chinese studies, and returned to Shanghai, but he waited until October and still did not receive a formal letter of appointment from Tsinghua University. Someone from Tsinghua University came to Shanghai to meet with him. Mr. Qian could tell that there was not much sincerity in him. It was better to politely treat Tsinghua University than not to be treated at all.

He was also thinking about who he had not offended? Years later, I learned that it was a misunderstanding. I thought Mr. Qian was too conceited because he chose to work in Shanghai instead of going to Beijing immediately after returning to China. They didn't know that Mr. Qian's mother fled to Shanghai, and they didn't know how Mr. Qian begged people to find a job in Shanghai and later went to Wuchang reluctantly.

After Qian Zhongshu finally entered Tsinghua University to teach, he first lived in the dormitory of the school, Ganmian Hutong, , and then moved to Zhongguanyuan; and because he became a "cow ghost and snake god" and couldn't bear the attention of the people around him, he even "escaped" to his daughter's dormitory of Beijing Normal University; in the end, I don't know who sent a car to pick them up to move, and they ended up in their last apartment in Sanlihe. The conditions were so good that they were "beyond their expectations."

Following Qian Zhongshu’s trajectory, we clearly see that due to different work, life, and environment, people around Mr. Qian have come and gone, and come and go. Although the people mentioned in Yang Jiang’s book are not many, they are attentive enough. He Qifang visited his house in Sanlihe and was very envious of the place where he could wash mops. However, He Qifang passed away before Mr. Qian. Qiao Guanhua also interacted with Mr. Qian. Especially after the publication of Mr. Qian's " siege ", he got to know many people.

"Studying things to gain knowledge" is the nature of Qian Zhongshu's family. Finally, he vaguely knew from his tone that their home in Sanlihe was probably related to Hu Qiaomu, Qian Zhongshu's classmate at Tsinghua University. At that time, the great talent Hu Qiaomu was in a high position. He did not have much contact with Mr. Qian at first, but later he would "discuss" knowledge in a simple way. However, this exchange was destined to be a failure, because every time Mr. Qian sat with his arms down, as if listening, which was no better than being criticized.

In the lives of Qian Zhongshu, who was 88 years old, and Yang Jiang, who was 106 years old, some people left, some stayed with them, some left and came back, and some left and never came back.

Whose life is not like this? Because of different life scenes and times, some people will leave and get to know many other people.I've met a lot of people and said goodbye to a lot of people. Some will become lifelong friends, while some will just meet once. There are people who have been around for many years, but they are like strangers; there are also people who have only met each other once, but still miss them.

But no matter what, the three members of his family are also scholars: they are unassuming and listen to arrangements; they read their own books and write their own articles.

The third treatment is what I want to go. In my words, "the treatment is enough." Of course, he was much better before he dared to be so willful. At first, Dr. Ma didn't want me at all, and I was the one who relied on him. When he came out this time, Dr. Ma said in a hoarse voice: What I am most afraid of is your waist. Your waist is healed, I’m the happiest!

Yes, my waist was once a "big problem" for them. Dr. Ma is so busy thinking about how to adjust my treatment plan. If I am good, I will be a sunny day for them. This kind of friendship between doctors and patients is rare, and because it is a private clinic and there is no "official business" element, this kind of advice has a more human touch.

And my compliance with the treatment time comes from their acceptance and care of our pain emotions. He understood my pain, which is the embodiment of his concept of "treating the waist first and treating the heart first". People who come here are first asked to eat well, sleep well, and don't think about other things, and then they are agreed to take it in. Whoever comes out from here is not weak in body and mind?

Because of the pain, I met doctors and patients, which gave me an extra intersection of life. Being understood is warmth. They are always willing to listen to you tell how much it hurts. They can repeat the initial pain countless times, or they can detail how you feel now. Tell your pain to people who don't feel the pain. They will find you annoying and it will also affect other people's emotions. Therefore, when you have pain, it is wise to talk to someone who has experienced pain.

Otherwise, people will ask disdainfully: How can it hurt? Wouldn't it be enough to just exercise more? And I never thought of solving or making lunch for me, because at the beginning, I couldn't take care of myself. Therefore, in my heart, I have left such people. When you get sick, you will know who cares about you more.

Meizi came to see my cervical spine problem because she saw that my treatment was good, so she stayed at my house during the summer vacation. When we graduated at the age of 18, we separated our lives, working and raising children separately. This coincidence, relying on the three years of being together when we were young and the same pain now, can bring our hearts closer and stay together until we grow old.

When I went out to recruit business, I met the 49-year-old comrade who I had not seen in "49 years." When we got together, we cried and hugged each other, clinking wine glasses. Just because we were in the same company, and the flesh-and-blood love that was embedded in our flesh and blood when we were young, made me look at the friendship of war with admiration.

Different choices, different hobbies, different scenes, some people will always leave, and some people will always come. Teacher Ye would say, this is natural. Comrades will say that everyone is a passer-by, even in life and death. They probably used these words to explain me.

is "the end of the matter, no freedom." And for people like me, not to mention it's a farewell, even every separation makes me feel like I've died once, and it's a heart-wrenching farewell. I am undoubtedly the person I hate the most. Maybe others have experienced it a long time ago, or are smarter than me, and are not as slow as me.

I was very jealous when I saw Dean Yin next to my best friend. Jealous that she gets to work with my bestie all the time. And I can only rely on occasional contacts to maintain the friendship I had 30 years ago. Fortunately, no matter the past, present or future, we are the best friends in this life.

Regardless of the future or looking at the way, I am still me. I can’t stop anyone from leaving, and I don’t know who I will meet again. Those who have left, whether they are separated by life or death, even if they are "by my side and in my heart at the end of the world", the reason why I will never forget them is because of their devotion to me or the beauty of their resonance with me. This is something I will be forever grateful for.

Only when I lived in middle age did I finally understand that there is no one in this world who treats me badly, and they are all my life. The teachers are harsh to force me to be good; the villains are doing bad things to encourage me to practice; the people who care ignore me are to exercise my self-care ability; the parents are leaving to teach me how to be a qualified mother. Everything life can give me is a gift!

Only when there is no complaint or fear in the heart, the words will be frank, pure and hearty. Whoever leaves and meets again, that is what I have to experience (fate), I cannot force it away, I cannot drive it away. Try to look down on all those who leave without saying goodbye or be reluctant to leave; and cherish all those who meet unexpectedly or come prepared. You don’t just say goodbye indifferently when you leave, but you greet me with a smile when you come.

What about you? Is this true too? Then I feel relieved. Let us wait and see, do it and cherish it!