For me, "But There are Books" is a very suitable documentary to watch before going to bed, because it can easily make people reach a quiet and safe state, which may also be related to Hugh's dubbing.
This documentary has five episodes, each of which lasts about 20 minutes. It records people and things related to books, recommends those books that have been left behind, and shares stories of various book lovers. From how a book editor compiles books to the fantasy drifting of second-hand books, from the creation of picture books to readers in the fast times, each episode takes you to discover a new world in a sea of books in Shan Ye.
Reading is a portable refuge. In a convenient society with many high-rise buildings, there are heartbreaking scenes of adults' expressionless faces everywhere, and there are really few places where we can "take refuge".
You go to the balcony in a daze, sleep in the back seat of a taxi, stop in the corridor in a daze, get into bed and block your body. All this is like a lonely game with no result.
In the end, you open one book after another, and between the lines, you have completed the asylum behavior that belongs to only one person.
From this perspective, drinking, smoking, dancing and writing poems are all under the guise of shaking your head, and surrendering to books is the best cure.
The first episode of "But There are Books" recommended Taiwan Province writer Yuan's "Lonely Games"-
"I don't think it's surprising that people naturally like to hide and long to disappear."
"Once people start to hide, it's hard to stop, which I have always believed."
I am convinced, because the trivial thoughts overflowing in life are just like playing hide-and-seek when I was a child. When I hide, I am afraid of being discovered, but I am afraid of not being discovered.
Before reading this book, I thought loneliness was a topic that could not be discussed openly, and there was no connection between people's joys and sorrows. Even if it is discussed, it is difficult to digest.
I made many excuses for this. I said that I like the image of an astronaut in the universe and am obsessed with floating alone. I said I love drinking, and it's not just the alcohol itself that makes people secretly happy.
But in the end, I found that I just like to hide, whether it's Wangjing or lishuiqiao, Room 504 or Room 302, whether it's blogs or Weibo, ethanol or caffeine, I'm just used to hiding. From one place to another, I left a lot of ethereal emotions, which rose like smoke and disappeared with my youth.
On the road of secretly growing up, it is not a relay race, but a lonely game like hide-and-seek
What impressed me the most in this book was The Sealed Pot. One night, his wife suggested that she write what she wanted to say to each other on a piece of paper, put it in a jar, bury it under the big tree in the yard, and open it again twenty years later. But the husband kept nothing from his wife. He didn't write anything at that time. He put a blank piece of paper in the jar. A few years later, his wife died unfortunately. One day, the husband remembered the jar under the tree and dug it out to see what his wife had written.
When he saw that there was only a blank piece of paper in the jar, he understood that it was his wife who secretly dug out the jar and opened it. When she saw her husband's blank note, she took out her own note.
Her husband smiled when he realized everything in front of him.
This is not a love novel complaining about others, but a poor lonely game.
The author of this book committed suicide at the age of 39, but as Zhang wrote in the preface, "Even if I reread all his works for the rest of my life, I still can't find the reason why he gave up living."
In addition, there are some books recommended, but there are no books. I prefer Wang Kao by Tong and Gossip by Zhang Ailing.
"All in the Wine" is an experience journey about beer brought by Lao Zhang and Simon.
From the experience of fine brewing to the exploration of its origin, Lao Zhang takes you for a walk in the fine brewing bar in Beijing and Shanghai, drinks a cup of IPA in the depths of a hundred flowers at Beiping airport, and then orders a row of Dongsi tofu at the excellent store in Sanlitun, so that the combination of fine brewing beer and food can fully erupt into different levels of flavor.
Then I followed Lao Zhang to America for an American weekend to see how Americans swallow so much beer a year. Skiing to the top of the mountain should be accompanied by a cup of "Winter Al", and after riding, sit in the trunk and drink "Amber Al".
Finally, I went back to the localization of craft beer, and saw a crooked nut called his alley bar Dayue Beer. The name comes from the poem "Be young when you are fat", which means that you need to have fun when you are young, no matter what I want to do.
Sit down casually, blow in the alley, order a cup of the boss's "Beijing Hermit" and be a lonely person from now on.