help~ Cao Wenxuan's prose "The Front", some people have sent it to read and introduce it by the way.

Ahead

Cao Wenxuan

Where are they going? Going home or traveling far? However, whether they are returning home or traveling far away, it is based on the same fact: they are on the way. Returning home indicates that they had left home before. And traveling far away means leaving home.

People have an irresistible desire to leave home.

Before humans had the consciousness and form of home, our ancestors lived in almost endless migration. Today, on TV, we always see the grand scenes of the great migration of animals in the American wilderness or the African wilderness: they run non-stop, climbing over mountains, crossing Gobi deserts, and swimming across rivers. During this period, they were attacked and hunted by wild beasts from time to time, or fell to death on cliffs or drowned in rapids. However, no obstacles or hardships can stop this massive and heart-shaking migration. The front is calling them, and they can only move forward. In fact, human ancestors also spent a long time in this migration.

Later, humans had homes. However, the previous habits and desires still remain. People still have to leave home, or even travel far away.

There is a vast and boundless world out there. This world is full of hardships and dangers, yet it is also colorful and exciting. The outside world can broaden your horizons, and you can grow and develop yourself. It always tempts people to leave their homes. People will gain the pleasure of life or satisfy their uncontrollable vanity by venturing into the world. Therefore, people's hearts are always shouting: Go, go!

Leaving home may be out of helplessness. The family cannot tolerate him, or he cannot tolerate the family. His mind, body, or both mind and body are oppressed by his family. He had to go, far away. Therefore, since the history of human beings, we have left countless stories of people escaping from their homes and going on the road together, experiencing dust, fatigue and haggard along the way.

There is always a future in people's eyes and hearts. The scene ahead is unclear, hazy like the moon in the fog, and flickering like flakes in the water. This uncertainty has instead fueled people’s illusions about the future. The front excites them, makes them move, puts them into a state of ecstasy. They seemed to hear the bells and exciting drums calling them from the vast front. They walked tirelessly.

Therefore, there is a way in this world. In order to move forward quickly and further, there are boats, carriages, and this dilapidated and crude car in front of us.

The road connects home and the front. People take advantage of the road and wander forward. Since ancient times, humans have loved wandering. Of course, it can also be said that humans have to wander. Wandering is not only due to nature, but also due to fate. It is fate that throws people on the road - from a metaphysical point of view. Because, even though many people have never left home, or have not left home far, deep down in their hearts, they still feel homeless, and they are also on an endless road. The surrounding fields are vast and empty, and there is only one road leading to the front in front of our eyes and in our hearts.

People have long discovered that life is essentially a hard journey. People sitting in this car will start their journey in such a crowded car. We can imagine: the car roared and bumped on the uneven road, shaking the people in the car this way and that, causing the people to suffer physical pain along the way. The man rested his chin on his hand and looked out the car window. His eyes showed the confusion and confusion of a person who is about to embark on a difficult journey. Such crowded cars also appeared in Mr. Qian Zhongshu's "Fortress Besieged". Mr. Feng Zikai wrote an essay specifically about this kind of outdated car. His car broke down halfway in the middle of nowhere and was never repaired. He wrote in detail the restlessness, helplessness, restlessness, and dullness of the journey: It was a hard journey. Of course, under the sun, at the same time, many people may be traveling on luxury yachts, comfortable planes or trains. Do they have to be in a better mood than the people in this sardine can-like car? If we abstract this kind of concrete journey into the journey of life, we will all be travelers regardless of each other.

The tragic essence of human beings lies not only in always wanting to reach the destination but never being able to reach it, but in the fact that when walking forward and wandering around, we are always thinking about the things that are far away and long gone. The missing home, homeland, and hometown. [1] Just like a song goes: The thought of going home is always in my heart. In ancient Chinese poetry, a lot of space is devoted to homesickness: "Where is the hometown at dusk? The Yanbo River makes people sad." (Cui Hao) "The feeling of being close to hometown is even more timid, and I dare not ask the visitors." (Song Zhi) Time) "Still looking at my old hometown, the long road is long and vast." ("Nineteen Ancient Poems") "When will I arrive home in my dream? When spring comes, how many people on the river will still be strict?" (Lulun) "I don't know where to blow the reed pipe" , One night, all the people were sent to their hometowns. "(Li Yi) "Don't return to your hometown before you are old. Returning to your hometown requires breaking your heart. "(Wei Zhuang)...The tragedy is inevitable: people cannot return home; what's more, even if they return home, they still feel homeless. That Cui Hao could have collected enough money to go home. Come on, there's no need to be so sad.

However, he knew deeply that the home he missed in his heart was just an abstract feeling nurtured by the warmth and tranquility of home. That real home that provided shelter from wind and rain could not erase his feeling of homelessness from the depths of his soul. He could only look at the mist on the river and feel the desolation in his heart.