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Have you ever seen an old-fashioned clock?
It didn't need electricity or light energy. It only needed a spring. When the spring was slightly twisted, it would start ticking. That was the beginning of time and life.
This kind of old-fashioned clock had an hour hand and a minute hand on the clock face, but there was no second hand. There was only a pendulum hanging below the clock face, like…a hanged person, blown by the wind of time, swinging left and right. Every swing was one second.
Ma Huan lived in the city. The oldest thing he had seen was the textbook he used when he was in primary school ten years ago.
This time, he went back to his hometown to visit his old grandmother.
He suddenly realized that his grandmother was actually much older than the textbook from ten years ago. The house that his grandmother lived in was much older than hers, and the sand and stones in his hometown were much older than this old house.
Ma Huan felt that his hometown was too old, as if time had gone back decades.
The sky here was as blue as it had been decades ago, the ground was as wide as it had been decades ago, and the people here were as pure as they had been decades ago.
Time seemed to have frozen at a certain point.
That night, after eating and drinking to their hearts 'content, Ma Huan accompanied Grandma to watch television.
Ma Huan's grandmother liked to watch dramas, so Ma Huan accompanied her to watch the whole night without changing the channel.
The people on TV were all dressed in cheongsams and mandarin jackets, with flags on their backs and riding tall horses. They looked strange and had strange voices.
Halfway through the scene, he suddenly had a creepy thought. Is there any other channel on this TV?
Later, Grandma dozed off while watching the TV. Ma Huan turned off the TV and helped Grandma into the room to rest.
When he came out, he instinctively glanced at the television. He wanted to turn it on and continue watching it for a while, but he suddenly remembered something and pulled his hand back.
I know what he's thinking.
He was afraid that…there was really only one channel on this television. No matter which channel he tuned to, it would be the endless sound of opera singing. Thinking of this, he did not have the courage to open it.
He could only go to his room to sleep.
His room was only separated from his grandmother by a wall. It was just next door. His grandfather used to live in this room.
There was a light bulb on the wall. Ma Huan lit it up. The light was dim and could not illuminate a room. There were dark corners everywhere.
There was also a clock, the old-fashioned clock I told you about.
It was the first time Ma Huan had seen such a clock. The pendulum swayed left and right unhurriedly, and time passed peacefully.
He thought that this bell should be very old. There were traces and marks of time everywhere. Perhaps it was older than Grandma, older than this house, and older than this village!
It was a miracle that it was still walking! Perhaps, time really was eternal!
Ma Huan turned off the lights and lay down on the bed. The world suddenly became extremely quiet, as if everything had stopped.
No, time was ticking! Its sound was like this. Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip! Drip!
Ma Huan had a dream. He was sitting in a primary school classroom, listening attentively to the teacher's voice. The teacher said,"Filial piety and fraternity are the foundation of human nature.”
He didn't understand. The teacher was about to explain when the bell for the end of class rang. The sound was like this. Bang!
Ma Huan woke up with a start. The clock on the wall was ringing. Clang! Clang! A total of three times. The sound was hoarse as if it hadn't sounded for a long time! Dry!
He picked up his phone and checked the time. It was exactly three o'clock. This clock was really accurate!
It turned out that this clock had the function of telling the time on the hour.
He closed his eyes and listened quietly for a while. There was no sound next door, no sound in the world.
His eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness became more and more blurry. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something. His eyes widened, and the goosebumps on his body were like warm applause, one after another!
Ma Huan remembered something. Actually, I don't know either, but I can guess that you can do it too. Guesses were just imaginations and might not be the truth.
For example, he remembered that he had been home for more than 24 hours. He almost never left the house.
If this old-fashioned clock was really normal, he should have heard it ring no less than 10 times, not like now, when he heard it ring strangely for the first time at 3 am.
That's my guess. What about you?
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