Thoughts on Shenmu

Shenmu, the soul of coal. Curious about this sentence, in the evening, with the sunset, I walked into the world of this book.

After reading a chapter or two for the first time, a depressing breath quickly spread in the air and filled me up. The darkness of human extinction, the dirty trade hidden behind coal, seems to have a pair of invisible hands, pinching my neck and giving me some painful illusions.

The author described a dark and dirty coal mine trading world with delicate brushwork and realistic dialogue details. The protagonists of the novel are two coal miners, Tang Chaoyang and Song, who make a living by killing people. They look for honest migrant workers at the railway station, seize their ignorance and eagerness to make money, lure those people, follow them to dig in a mine in a remote area, make money quickly and have a happy year at home.

There, the two of them will prepare all the preludes, just like slaughtering live birds. Before they die, they will have a big meal. Finally, what are those "thoughts"? I don't know why I was killed, but from the outside, they died in a mine accident. How ironic!

When I read this, tears welled up in my heart. Hate, the cunning, meanness and sadness of these two people, these "? Ideas " Stupid. You can't hurt others, but you can't stop others? Now, if everyone can remember, will these kidnappings still happen so frequently?

The reason for the sensational disappearance of a girl in Hangzhou the other day is to trust strangers! Such a young and lively life was brutally strangled by two strangers and thrown into the river due to the negligence of his family. Girls? How naive you are and how beautiful the future is, but you have to sacrifice yourself to pay for the credulity of your family. ...

Through the hazy water, watching the sun setting outside, bitterness and sadness flooded into my heart. ? Put down the book, pause reading for a while and relax.

One day, just as the warm sun was rising in the east, I picked up this book in my heart and bathed in the light, and I swam into that world again.

Song and Zhao teamed up to solve a strong man, and then they hooked up with a thin young man. Just like previous times, on the eve, they also hosted the lamb to be slaughtered, but at the same time, they found that the young man's father was actually their last thought. The accident made both of them feel guilty. As a result, at the last critical juncture, Song's baby was pushed away, and the coal block hit himself and Zhao's head.

This move seems to be a lamp in the dark world of coal mine tunnels and a lamp of human conscience. Not only lit up the cellar, but also eased my depression and indignation.

Put down the book, stand up, face the sun, look at the diamond-like light, can't help but raise my wrist, reach out, look up, stare at the hand surrounded by the wheat-like light, and the corners of my mouth rise. Where there is shadow, there is light, and so is human nature. Affected by the environment, all we do is struggle between the two.

When we run on the sunny road, it is inevitable that the light is greater than the shadow. With a positive heart, face life and reality, even if it is stormy, we must be firm in our original intention and forge ahead.

Grasp the consciousness of self-protection, keep in mind the kindness and initial heart of human nature, set sail in the ocean of Na Pianhai, and reap a life without regrets!