(Smoking is harmful to health. This article does not encourage smoking. Cherish life and try not to smoke. This article is for entertainment only)
Editor's note: Today, when the whole nation boycotts smoking, banning smoking has become a symbol of a civilized society. But looking at countries around the world, the so-called ban on smoking is prohibited in public places. This is order. If the whole people follow a benign order, it becomes civilization. But from a personal perspective, as far as a personal hobby (smokers understand it, it is more appropriate to call it habits), smoking may be harmless. Let him describe the taste, and it is often an itch that can't be described as beating his chest and stamping his feet. The author is an old smoker who has been smoking since high school and has been around for ten years. He has a unique experience of smoking, but it is only limited to the description of those few rounds of drinking. After accidentally seeing Mr. Lin's article "My Quit Smoking", I sighed that the literary talent of the great writer was lightly described, and it was full of realism. It made people feel as if he was touched into his heart. With a smile, I couldn't feel the same. Let us appreciate the delicate feelings between the words of the young writer.
"My Quit Smoking" - Lin Yutang
Most of the people who smoked were confused for a while, made great wishes and determined to quit smoking. They fought against this smoke demon for a considerable period of time, and only after ten days and half a month did they wake up. Once, I also went astray and suddenly became happy to quit smoking. After three weeks, I was scolded by my conscience and regretted my past mistakes. I cursed that I would never be depressed or lose my prosecution, and I would be a believer who smokes until I was old. At that time, you may listen to the evil words of the youth, the slaughter and the aunts, and quit it, because at this time a person is always weak in his nerves and has no control over his body, so it is difficult to take responsibility. But when the will exists one day, and when the right and wrong are understood one day, we will never be tempted again. Because after this lesson, I have understood very well that quitting smoking for no reason will cut off the blessings of our souls is an immoral act that will be a burden to ourselves but will not benefit others. According to Professor Haldane, a famous British biochemist, smoking is one of the four most influential inventions in human life in history. Among the other three great inventions, one is the new technique of eternal youth. This is not mentioned outside the topic.
In those three weeks, I was so cowardly and cowardly that I knew that my mind and body were beneficial, I didn’t have the courage to take it to enjoy it. It was really an ugly history. Things have changed now, and when I think back, I wonder why I was unconscious for three weeks. If you describe the psychological journey of these three weeks in detail, it is really hard to write. Of course, first of all, the idea of quitting smoking is a bit confused. Why should I quit smoking in my life? I can't answer this question now. However, we human behavior often has no reason. Sometimes we deliberately do things that should not be done, sometimes we are too idle and have nothing to do, we deliberately give up great responsibilities to ourselves, suffer our muscles and bones, starve our bodies and be empty, and we mess up our nature and prepare to be a real man? Apart from this reason, I can't think of such a dirty idea that day. This is actually a bit like Tao Kan's fortune, or a fitness exercise like modern people - literati and scholars have no wood to cut, no water to suck, no car to pull, and their hands are aimlessly up and down in the air, moving for exercise, and making no contribution to the production of social and industrial. Quitting smoking is probably the wise and spiritual exercise of a wise man.
Naturally, in the first three days, there seemed to be a strange feeling of being in the throat, and even the upper part of the trachea. This is a bit easier. I eat peppermint candies, drink Tieguanyin, and contain the throat-tonifying candy tablets on the French top. Within three days, the strange itch was completely overcome and eliminated. This is the first period in the process of quitting smoking, and it is purely about physiological struggle, which is not surprising at all. Anyone who thinks that the skill of quitting smoking is only at this point will forget the career in smoking; if you don’t understand this principle, you are not worthy of smoking at all. Three days later, I entered the second phase of Soul Battle. At this point, I suddenly realized that there are two types of smokers in the world. One is just a disciple of Mr. Nan Guo, who joins in the fun with others by smoking. There is no second issue for these people to quit smoking. They quit smoking effortlessly. It is said that they don’t suck if they want to, which is called “strong will.”In fact, how can such people smoke? If a person can quit a hobby or sell an old suit, then his original hobby is not a hobby. Smoking is indeed a physical job, such as brushing teeth and washing your face. You can brush it or not. There is no need in your heart and no meaning in your soul. Apart from washing your face, eating, and going home to hold your children, you will not have any spiritual requirements. At night, the wives of the female members of the Fable of Frugality Society will sleep peacefully. Xin Jiaxuan's poems, Wang Mojie's poems, Beethoven's music, Wang Shifu's songs, are not related to them. Isn’t the Lushan Waterfall just flowing water from top to bottom? Is it okay to read Jiaxuan's poems and Mojie's poems without smoking? Is it impossible?
But for people who really know how to smoke, there is a problem with quitting smoking, which is beyond what male and female members of the Frugal Society can expect. For our true smokers, if they quit smoking for less than three days, their meaninglessness and harshness of treating themselves will appear at present. Reason and common sense should ask: Why should one person not smoke in politics, society, morally, physiologically, or psychologically, deliberately bury his own intelligence, go against his conscience, and harm his nature, so that we cannot reach that state of relaxation and joy? Everyone knows that the writer must be full of energy, be immersed in his mind, be open-minded, and bendy in his mind, and bend in his mind, and be able to read good articles, and be able to understand the mind and mind. If you have no obstacles in your heart, you can only be considered reading. How can you do this state of mind without smoking? At this time, we feel that it is the only reasonable behavior to reach out to hold a piece of cigarette; if we stuff a piece of braised candy into our mouths, it is a vulgarity. I will give you one or two things to prove it.
My friend Mr. B comes to Shanghai from Beijing. We haven't met for three years. In Peking, we often spend time in the morning and evening, especially smoking at night, talking about literature, philosophy, modern art, and various issues of how to transform the human universe. Now he is here, we are reminiscing by the stove at home. What we are talking about is just calming down the current situation of old friends and the coldness of the world. Whenever I get a wonderful point, I always want to reach out to get a cigarette, but on the surface I can only stand up and sit down, or change my sitting posture. But Mr. B naturally swallowed the clouds and fog, as if he was full of joy. I've told him that I've quit smoking, so I'm embarrassed to break the rut on the spot. Having said that, I felt unhappy in my heart and felt like I was losing something. My consciousness was very clear. Every time when Mr. B talks loudly, I can answer the word "yes", but in fact I wish I could talk about it with the same excitement and enthusiasm as him. I talked like this for an hour or two, but I refused to break the precepts, so my friend said goodbye. Regarding "strong will" and "perseverance", I am the triumphant winner, but I feel unhappy in my heart. A few days later, Mr. B wrote on the way, saying that I have been different recently. I am not as excited and cheerful as before, and my conversation is not as good as before. He said that it may be because the air in Shanghai is too evil. Until now, I still regret not smoking that night.
Another night, we were having a meeting, which will be done once a week as usual. After the dinner, someone will read the paper, and for discussion, it is usually a smoking conference. This time, Mr. C took the turn to read the paper. The title is "Religion and Revolution", and there are many humorous words in the article. During this kind of silence, the smoke in the room became thicker layer by layer, and it was the time when the faint fragrance floated and thoughts surged. The poet H sat in the middle, on a reclining chair, learning to set up smoke rings, and released them one by one. Perhaps the poetry also rose layer by layer. His attitude was as calm as there was something that was not worthy of being used by outsiders. I am the only one who doesn’t smoke, and I feel like living alone and being released from three dangers. At this time, the more you quit smoking, the more meaningless you look at it. I suddenly realized that I was too unconscious. I wondered why I was determined to quit smoking, but I couldn't find a reason.
After that, my conscience became uneasy. Because I think the most important thing about thinking is the spirit of the comedy, but how will the soul who does not smoke be excited? One afternoon, I visited a foreign lady. The lady sat at the table, smoking with one hand and leaning on her knees with the other, her body slightly outward, quite energetic. I feel that it is time to wake up. She took the cigarette box to me.I slowly and calmly took out a branch from the cigarette box, and knew that from then on, I would be able to achieve enlightenment again.
I came back and immediately asked the tea house to buy a bag of white tin bags. There is a burnt mark on the right end of my desk, where I smoke. Because smoking rarely stops, I engraved a memorial next to me, "Xiyinchi". I originally planned to take about seven or eight years to burn the two-inch-thick tabletop through. When he was determined to quit smoking, he felt sorry that this "Xiyin Pool" was only half a lifetime. So when I repeatedly placed the cigarettes this time, I felt very happy. Because although there is still a bright future, we can continue to do it every day. Later, because of moving the house, the study room was small, so the desk had to be sold, and the "Xiyinchi" disappeared. This is the first thing I hate in my life.
In fact, how can such people smoke? If a person can quit a hobby or sell an old suit, then his original hobby is not a hobby. Smoking is indeed a physical job, such as brushing teeth and washing your face. You can brush it or not. There is no need in your heart and no meaning in your soul. Apart from washing your face, eating, and going home to hold your children, you will not have any spiritual requirements. At night, the wives of the female members of the Fable of Frugality Society will sleep peacefully. Xin Jiaxuan's poems, Wang Mojie's poems, Beethoven's music, Wang Shifu's songs, are not related to them. Isn’t the Lushan Waterfall just flowing water from top to bottom? Is it okay to read Jiaxuan's poems and Mojie's poems without smoking? Is it impossible?But for people who really know how to smoke, there is a problem with quitting smoking, which is beyond what male and female members of the Frugal Society can expect. For our true smokers, if they quit smoking for less than three days, their meaninglessness and harshness of treating themselves will appear at present. Reason and common sense should ask: Why should one person not smoke in politics, society, morally, physiologically, or psychologically, deliberately bury his own intelligence, go against his conscience, and harm his nature, so that we cannot reach that state of relaxation and joy? Everyone knows that the writer must be full of energy, be immersed in his mind, be open-minded, and bendy in his mind, and bend in his mind, and be able to read good articles, and be able to understand the mind and mind. If you have no obstacles in your heart, you can only be considered reading. How can you do this state of mind without smoking? At this time, we feel that it is the only reasonable behavior to reach out to hold a piece of cigarette; if we stuff a piece of braised candy into our mouths, it is a vulgarity. I will give you one or two things to prove it.
My friend Mr. B comes to Shanghai from Beijing. We haven't met for three years. In Peking, we often spend time in the morning and evening, especially smoking at night, talking about literature, philosophy, modern art, and various issues of how to transform the human universe. Now he is here, we are reminiscing by the stove at home. What we are talking about is just calming down the current situation of old friends and the coldness of the world. Whenever I get a wonderful point, I always want to reach out to get a cigarette, but on the surface I can only stand up and sit down, or change my sitting posture. But Mr. B naturally swallowed the clouds and fog, as if he was full of joy. I've told him that I've quit smoking, so I'm embarrassed to break the rut on the spot. Having said that, I felt unhappy in my heart and felt like I was losing something. My consciousness was very clear. Every time when Mr. B talks loudly, I can answer the word "yes", but in fact I wish I could talk about it with the same excitement and enthusiasm as him. I talked like this for an hour or two, but I refused to break the precepts, so my friend said goodbye. Regarding "strong will" and "perseverance", I am the triumphant winner, but I feel unhappy in my heart. A few days later, Mr. B wrote on the way, saying that I have been different recently. I am not as excited and cheerful as before, and my conversation is not as good as before. He said that it may be because the air in Shanghai is too evil. Until now, I still regret not smoking that night.
Another night, we were having a meeting, which will be done once a week as usual. After the dinner, someone will read the paper, and for discussion, it is usually a smoking conference. This time, Mr. C took the turn to read the paper. The title is "Religion and Revolution", and there are many humorous words in the article. During this kind of silence, the smoke in the room became thicker layer by layer, and it was the time when the faint fragrance floated and thoughts surged. The poet H sat in the middle, on a reclining chair, learning to set up smoke rings, and released them one by one. Perhaps the poetry also rose layer by layer. His attitude was as calm as there was something that was not worthy of being used by outsiders. I am the only one who doesn’t smoke, and I feel like living alone and being released from three dangers. At this time, the more you quit smoking, the more meaningless you look at it. I suddenly realized that I was too unconscious. I wondered why I was determined to quit smoking, but I couldn't find a reason.
After that, my conscience became uneasy. Because I think the most important thing about thinking is the spirit of the comedy, but how will the soul who does not smoke be excited? One afternoon, I visited a foreign lady. The lady sat at the table, smoking with one hand and leaning on her knees with the other, her body slightly outward, quite energetic. I feel that it is time to wake up. She took the cigarette box to me.I slowly and calmly took out a branch from the cigarette box, and knew that from then on, I would be able to achieve enlightenment again.
I came back and immediately asked the tea house to buy a bag of white tin bags. There is a burnt mark on the right end of my desk, where I smoke. Because smoking rarely stops, I engraved a memorial next to me, "Xiyinchi". I originally planned to take about seven or eight years to burn the two-inch-thick tabletop through. When he was determined to quit smoking, he felt sorry that this "Xiyin Pool" was only half a lifetime. So when I repeatedly placed the cigarettes this time, I felt very happy. Because although there is still a bright future, we can continue to do it every day. Later, because of moving the house, the study room was small, so the desk had to be sold, and the "Xiyinchi" disappeared. This is the first thing I hate in my life.
