littorella:TimeWhen A-Yuan turns nine, he becomes an endless fountain of questions. Lan Wangji finds

littorella:TimeWhen A-Yuan turns nine, he becomes an endless fountain of questions. Lan Wangji finds it an intriguing trait, but the sheer volume is bewildering. Such questions are natural to have, Lan Xichen assures him, it’s good to be curious about the world. Still, Lan Wangji feels a bit overwhelmed by this phase of chatty childhood.At first, the questions were simple. (Why is ink black? It is made from a black stone.)Then they grew more complex.(Where are my parents? They loved you but passed on. There was a war, many people died…)They grew so complicated that he was at a loss of how to answer.(Why are we here? … )Lan Wangji takes each question in great seriousness and composes long papers he then later reads to A-Yuan. We are here because someone wanted us so much that they broke open the wheel of life with their desire and pulled us to this place, this time. It’s hard to say if there’s a reason for anyone to be or do accomplish in their life. Here is an arbitrary concept. We are just here…He scratches out the beginning and redrafts his thoughts again. The question is simply too lofty. Pages later, he feels satisfied and goes to find A-Yuan. There’s pride in his answer, but also in the boy for asking it. He reads his paper with a steady voice, which feels more like an academic speech than an answer to a nine-year-old’s question. It takes almost an entire incense stick’s time to finish.When he’s done, he looks to the boy expectantly as if to ask “has this answered it for you?”A-Yuan yawns and gives him a smile. “Ok. Thanks.”Lan Wangji can’t help but feel a bit underwhelmed by the response. “Is there nothing else?”The boy looks at him intently and immediately asks, “What is time?”Time? Lan Wangji can’t help but sigh, “Maybe you can ask Zewu-jun.” Looking a bit dejected, A-Yuan mumbles and walks away. Czytaj dalej -- source link

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