[Comprehensive Writer] Lonely Hell

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—————It is not worth boasting to discover the stupidity of the people.But it is indeed something to be proud of to discover that we are the people ourselves

The morning sun shines brightly, the fine birdsong knocks on the glass to make a crisp sound, and a touch of orange-red on the eastern horizon is eager to move.Akutagawa Ryunosuke woke up since the first ray of light hit the window, he turned his head to see the bright sky outside the window, and slowly got up from the bed.

Putting on only a thin coat, he stepped on his shoes and got out of bed. Akutagawa's gaze swept across the room aimlessly, and finally stopped on the desk by the window. He walked over slowly, and stretched out his hand to caress the texture on the desk. , opened the drawer and took out a stack of manuscript paper.

This was bought by Ryunosuke Akutagawa yesterday, under the watchful eyes of Chuya Nakahara.When Akutagawa Ryunosuke once again proposed to go out for a walk, Nakahara Chuya asked him to follow. Originally, Akutagawa Ryunosuke just planned to walk casually on the street to observe the customs of the world, but somehow he habitually I walked into the stationery store, and when I came out, I had a pile of manuscript paper in my hand.

Akutagawa lowered his head, flipping the pages of the manuscript with his fingers, an inexplicable impulse burning in his chest.He was so familiar with the impulse, the urge he had every time he went into his study, the literary will to dominate all that was his.He thought this impulse had been burned out with his death, but this time it seemed to be revived.

Just like the Hercules constellation that has lost its vitality, at the right time, it will be reborn in the [-] light-year universe.

The young man was sitting on a chair, silently staring at the empty and white manuscript paper, as if he was guided by some mysterious power, he unknowingly took out the pen and ink, with the pen tip hanging above the paper, as if After hesitating for a while, his eyes inadvertently glanced at a book with a pale yellow cover on the shelf next to the table.

Akutagawa Ryunosuke remembered that he was originally best at finding inspiration from various classics for creation, and he didn't know if he was still a writer now, but Akutagawa raised his hand on his chest.

There was a fire burning there.

Perhaps, creation has always been the way to prove his existence, and the pain and sorrow that has been entrenched in his heart since his reincarnation have been dispelled a little by this fire at this moment.

Akutagawa lowered his head, and the silver-white pen tip fell gently on the white paper.

[In ancient Canaan, which is now probably called Palestine, Abraham, who is already a hundred years old, is waiting anxiously outside his tent.

His wife, Sarah, was in painful labor.

No wonder Abraham was so nervous, even though his white beard had grown to the ground. When he had Ishmael in his 80s, the Lord appeared to him and stated that only the child born to his wife Sarah could be called his. offspring, and promised again that his offspring would be as numerous as the stars in heaven.

A childish laughter sounded in the tent, and Abraham turned into a hearty laugh. He watched his wife Sarah come out of the tent with the baby in her arms. He smiled and told Abraham that the child was named Isaac, because God made him laugh.

Isaac grew up gradually. He obeyed Abraham's words very much, and like Abraham, he believed wholeheartedly and obeyed God's instructions. Abraham doted on him very much and slowly handed over his inheritance to him.

One morning, Isaac was woken up by his father Abraham. Isaac wondered what his father was doing when he saw Abraham leading the donkey and the servant carrying the chopped firewood.Abraham told Isaac that God had instructed him to go to the land of Moriah as a burnt offering for God.

Isaac had no doubts about him. He completely believed in his father. Abraham set off with Isaac and two servants, climbing mountains and forests all the way, passing through thorny thorns, and walked for three days. Abraham looked not far away. At the place, it is said that the land is already visible.

Abraham said to his son Isaac and his two servants, "Stay here with your donkeys and wait while Isaac and I go to offer burnt offerings and come back to you.

Abraham put the firewood on Isaac's back, held the knife and flint in his hand and led Isaac to continue to set off. Isaac's back was bent like a shrimp's back under the weight of the firewood, and the sweat dripped from his face. Slid down his back and fell into the dirt.Isaac completely trusted Abraham. Looking at his father's back in front of him, his exhaustion and sweat seemed to have been forgotten. This is the child's trust and love for his father without any distractions.

Gradually, Isaac couldn't keep up with Abraham's footsteps. He carried the firewood on his back and shouted, "Father, where are you?"

Abraham answered first, "Here I am, my son."

Carrying the firewood, Isaac asked, "Father, we have firewood and fire, but why haven't we prepared the lamb for the burnt offering?

Abraham replied, "God will provide himself a lamb."

Isaac completely believed in Abraham's words. He didn't know that he was the poor lamb about to be burnt offering. When he arrived at the place God instructed, Abraham built an altar, put firewood on the altar, and bound his beloved son Isaac with his own hands. , Isaac was bound hands and feet with hemp rope and fell on the altar, crying to Abraham who was holding a sharp knife and asking what mistake he had made.

Abraham replied, "You have done nothing wrong. God told me to offer you as a burnt offering."

When the father held a sharp knife and pointed the cold shining blade at the heart of his beloved son, there was no trace of grief in his expression, but it was no different from slaughtering lambs thousands of times in the past.Fortunately, the angel who flew down from the sky stopped Abraham and brought God's will.

God said: You must not hurt him, not at all. Now I know that you fear me, because you did not leave your beloved son, your only son, to me.

When I read the Bible for the first time, I was amazed at what Abraham, the father, did to Isaac. This story made my back sweat and I wanted to hide under the quilt and cover my eyes and ears.When I mentioned this story again while chatting with my friends, I had the courage to open the Bible again at that time. I discussed with my friends whether Abraham’s act of killing his son was good or evil.

I told my friend that although Abraham was stopped, he had already committed the crime of murder in his heart.According to morality or what Jesus said, thinking in your heart is equivalent to doing it.If the angel had not stopped Abraham, then Isaac would have been killed by his father.

The friend asked rhetorically, Abraham killed his son only by God's will, and God's command Christians must fully obey it, even if it violates common sense and morality.If it is evil to kill the son, then the God who asked Abraham to kill the son is also evil, but God will not do evil.If God is good, then Abraham’s actions must also be good. Then if someone kills his own child now, it is also called good. Abraham did not kill his son out of evil intentions. This is beyond doubt.

I said, from this we can see that the people God desires are not good. Devout Christians do not distinguish between good and evil, but they must abandon everything as a human being. Only those who have abandoned the distinction between good and evil can Do everything according to God's will.If Abraham thought killing his son was evil, then he would certainly not be able to fulfill God's request.

Politicians hope that the people will completely obey their words, and they must want to make the people abandon all good and evil. When the people they want to tame abandon all consciousness of being "human", when they commit acts similar to killing children, this behavior will be punished. The people call it good.

The friend said with a smile: "In this way, God is good, and "killing children" will become good." 】

The tip of the silver pen stopped at the final period, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke breathed a sigh of relief. He stood up and turned around, and at some point, Nakahara Nakaya, who had been standing quietly behind him, met the young man's eyes.

"Mr. Nakahara? You..." Ryunosuke Akutagawa looked up at the clock. The pointer had reached nine at some point. Calculating the time, it took almost an hour for a short article that was considered to be an essay with a bit of a commentary nature. According to the habit of the past few days, the other party has been looking at him for at least half an hour.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the young man in the thin coat. The other's black eyes were as calm as ever, but he could feel that something in the other party's body that could not be explained in words had awakened. He just hugged a Nakahara didn't know what kind of mood he felt watching the other party sitting at the desk writing, but it didn't prevent him from feeling an indescribable determination from Akutagawa at that time.

He walked to the desk and looked down at the paper that was still wet with ink.

The author has something to say:

I saw a lot of little angels in the comment area hoping to let Mr. Akutagawa continue to write articles, and I also liked the Chinese form of the article before, so I tried to imitate Mr. Akutagawa's style and wrote a short article to test the water (I feel that the writing is not good Ok, please bear with me)

感谢在2020-01-2222:36:23~2020-01-2411:46:57期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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