二哈和他的白猫师尊 Quotes
二哈和他的白猫师尊
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“Do not be encouraged by the world’s praise; do not be discouraged by the world’s slander.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“A misunderstanding of one year is a misunderstanding.
A misunderstanding of ten years is an injustice.
A misunderstanding of a lifetime from life to death, is fate.
Their fate was blighted.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
A misunderstanding of ten years is an injustice.
A misunderstanding of a lifetime from life to death, is fate.
Their fate was blighted.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“When Shi Mei died, Mo Weiyu disappeared from the world.
And when Chu Wanning died......?
Mo Ran didn't know. All he knew was the feeling of the person in his arms slowly growing colder and colder on that day. He didn't cry, nor did he laugh; joy and sorrow both grew out of reach.
When Chu Wanning died, Mo Weiyu no longer knew what the world even was anymore.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
And when Chu Wanning died......?
Mo Ran didn't know. All he knew was the feeling of the person in his arms slowly growing colder and colder on that day. He didn't cry, nor did he laugh; joy and sorrow both grew out of reach.
When Chu Wanning died, Mo Weiyu no longer knew what the world even was anymore.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Where there was Shizun, there was light.
Where there was Chu Wanning, there was a flame.
He looked up evenly at Mo Ran from where he stood by the candle holder with his long eyelashes downcast, and gave him a small, serene smile.
He said, "Go back to sleep, Mo Ran.
See, the light is lit now. Don't be afraid”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
Where there was Chu Wanning, there was a flame.
He looked up evenly at Mo Ran from where he stood by the candle holder with his long eyelashes downcast, and gave him a small, serene smile.
He said, "Go back to sleep, Mo Ran.
See, the light is lit now. Don't be afraid”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“In that moment, even if his chest were to be torn open, and his heart ripped out, veins, flesh, and all, it could not hurt as much as this.
He saw Chu Wanning’s hands—raw and bloody from crawling up more than three thousand steps carrying him when he was still alive, he saw those hands slowly feeling along the table. On that table sat flour, seasoning, and mincemeat filling. And next to the table was a pot heating up water. The water was already boiling, but Chu Wanning, the dummy, didn’t even know to lower the flames a little, and the thick covering of steam made everything look hazy and blurry…
(...)
Mo Ran wished he could cut open his own chest and give him his heart, just to hear his heartbeat again. He wished he could drain his own blood to fill his veins, just to see color on his face again.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
He saw Chu Wanning’s hands—raw and bloody from crawling up more than three thousand steps carrying him when he was still alive, he saw those hands slowly feeling along the table. On that table sat flour, seasoning, and mincemeat filling. And next to the table was a pot heating up water. The water was already boiling, but Chu Wanning, the dummy, didn’t even know to lower the flames a little, and the thick covering of steam made everything look hazy and blurry…
(...)
Mo Ran wished he could cut open his own chest and give him his heart, just to hear his heartbeat again. He wished he could drain his own blood to fill his veins, just to see color on his face again.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“No one in the world knows the real you; that you were good, that you were innocent.
They do not know that you were troubled by the rain to save little earthworms, that you were filled with smiles for blooming lotuses.
Everyone in the world resents you for being cold-blooded, but they don’t know that you once shyly scratched your head and said, 'I… I don’t have much ability. If I have some spare money in the future, I should build more houses and settle down with people who live in the same condition as I was before.'
Everyone hates you for killing and slaughtering, but they don’t know that you had told me before, 'Shizun, I want a holy weapon that is like Tianwen. It can distinguish between black and white, and can save lives.'
Everyone was cursing you, they want to punish you. I know the truth, but I can’t give you back your dignity.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
They do not know that you were troubled by the rain to save little earthworms, that you were filled with smiles for blooming lotuses.
Everyone in the world resents you for being cold-blooded, but they don’t know that you once shyly scratched your head and said, 'I… I don’t have much ability. If I have some spare money in the future, I should build more houses and settle down with people who live in the same condition as I was before.'
Everyone hates you for killing and slaughtering, but they don’t know that you had told me before, 'Shizun, I want a holy weapon that is like Tianwen. It can distinguish between black and white, and can save lives.'
Everyone was cursing you, they want to punish you. I know the truth, but I can’t give you back your dignity.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“If there was a day that Shizun needed it, then even if he was covered in wounds and dried blood and tears, even if he died without a complete corpse, even if he was burnt to ashes, even if he had to sacrifice his head and broken soul.
He wanted to protect this clean and pure Beidou Immortal.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
He wanted to protect this clean and pure Beidou Immortal.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“MY HEART HAS STILLED, and my thoughts turned to ash / Yet unexpectedly, the light of spring shines through the cold night. / Could it be that the heavens pity the blade of grass in the secluded valley? / Yet I fear that the world is unpredictable and full only of hardship.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Don’t leave me a second time.
The first time, I could die. But if you go away a second time, I can’t even choose to die.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
The first time, I could die. But if you go away a second time, I can’t even choose to die.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“No Return ...... Affairs of the past upon vermilion bridge in emerald green ; Another year goes but still you do not return .”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Later on, every daybreak was golden like Chu Wanning's soul.
Every nightfall was dark like Chu Wanning's eyes. Later on, every beam of white moonlight was like the snow on his sleeves, every rising sun was like the warmth in his eyes. Later on, he'd seen Chu Wanning's silhouette in the vermillion clouds by the horizon, in the cerulean light of dawn, in the surging, billowing clouds.
He was everywhere.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
Every nightfall was dark like Chu Wanning's eyes. Later on, every beam of white moonlight was like the snow on his sleeves, every rising sun was like the warmth in his eyes. Later on, he'd seen Chu Wanning's silhouette in the vermillion clouds by the horizon, in the cerulean light of dawn, in the surging, billowing clouds.
He was everywhere.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Mo Ran, why is your face so cold…'
It was as cold as ice.
If I could, I would like to be a torch, waiting for you to turn back at the crossroads of the long winter night. I’m willing to burn my entire life away to light your path home.
But why are you so cold?
I don’t know how long I can burn, but what if when I’m exhausted and burnt out, and if when I’m extinguished, you still walk in the dark and refuse to look back?”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
It was as cold as ice.
If I could, I would like to be a torch, waiting for you to turn back at the crossroads of the long winter night. I’m willing to burn my entire life away to light your path home.
But why are you so cold?
I don’t know how long I can burn, but what if when I’m exhausted and burnt out, and if when I’m extinguished, you still walk in the dark and refuse to look back?”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“A great tree like this didn’t have branches that quivered like flowers, stirring affection in people’s hearts, nor did it sway with the wind like strings of vines, seductive and enticing.
He only stood there in silence and severity, very steady and dependable, blocking wind and rain for the passersby without a word, allowing those under the tree to hide from the scorching sun.
Perhaps it was because he’d grown too tall, too luxuriant, that people had to intentionally look up before they’d discover——Ah, so this gentle shade had been bestowed by him.
But all those travelers going to and fro, not one of them had looked up, and not one of them had ever noticed him.
After all, people’s lines of sight were habitually aimed at places lower than themselves, or at eye level at most.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
He only stood there in silence and severity, very steady and dependable, blocking wind and rain for the passersby without a word, allowing those under the tree to hide from the scorching sun.
Perhaps it was because he’d grown too tall, too luxuriant, that people had to intentionally look up before they’d discover——Ah, so this gentle shade had been bestowed by him.
But all those travelers going to and fro, not one of them had looked up, and not one of them had ever noticed him.
After all, people’s lines of sight were habitually aimed at places lower than themselves, or at eye level at most.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Now that he thought about it, those pleasures had nothing to do with ‘happiness’ or ‘love’. Instead, it was as if he had sunk into a quagmire and fallen into it, making himself even dirtier, deeper, and more self-destructive, wishing that his bones could be dyed black. At its darkest point, it would no longer desire light or hope for salvation. It would no longer dare to try and hold the final ball of fire in the world.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Mo Ran trembled and used all his strength to raise his head. He saw his God riding the dragon, swooping down from the sky. He saw the white clothes of his God, looking like an immortal exiled. As he got closer, the face next to the soaring dragon horn became clear .
Mo Ran's heart suddenly hurt, and it was even more painful than being stabbed by a knife. He saw his God crying, Chu Wanning...he was crying .”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
Mo Ran's heart suddenly hurt, and it was even more painful than being stabbed by a knife. He saw his God crying, Chu Wanning...he was crying .”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“In fact, the little things that Chu Wanning had given him, even though they were very little, were all that he had left.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Do not be encouraged by the world’s praise; do not be discouraged by the world’s slander.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“People would face separation, separation, growth and transformation, just like bamboo shoots being pulled up high. Sooner or later, the outer layer of bamboo shoot clothes would peel off, turning yellow and turning into mud. Xue Meng’s life still had many decades, and there weren’t many people who could accompany another person through these decades. The past, the old people, will become the snake slough, bamboo clothes.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“If there was a day that Shizun needed it, then even if he was covered in wounds and dried blood and tears, even if he died without a complete corpse, even if he was burnt to ashes, even if he had to sacrifice his head and broken soul. He wanted to protect this clean and pure Beidou Immortal.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“Perhaps it was because he had been drenched in blood from the mountains of corpses and the seas of blood that he was able to understand that in this world, there was nothing more precious than the heart of a naked child.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
“The truth of the matter was, that whether a person did good or committed evil was rarely ever due to their inherent nature.
Each person was like a plot of farmland; some were lucky, their fields sprinkled with seeds of grains, bearing an abundant harvest come autumn, paddies wafting with the soft fragrance of rice and fields of wheat dancing in the wind like waves, and everything would be good and praise-worthy.
But some were not so lucky. Their fields were planted with the seeds of poppy flowers, and the spring breeze brought only the sin of intoxicated dissipation and euphoric decadence, filling the skies and covering the lands with that vile, bloody red and gold. The people abhorred it, cursed it, feared it, even as they indulged in its blissful stupor, rotted away in its filthy stench.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
Each person was like a plot of farmland; some were lucky, their fields sprinkled with seeds of grains, bearing an abundant harvest come autumn, paddies wafting with the soft fragrance of rice and fields of wheat dancing in the wind like waves, and everything would be good and praise-worthy.
But some were not so lucky. Their fields were planted with the seeds of poppy flowers, and the spring breeze brought only the sin of intoxicated dissipation and euphoric decadence, filling the skies and covering the lands with that vile, bloody red and gold. The people abhorred it, cursed it, feared it, even as they indulged in its blissful stupor, rotted away in its filthy stench.”
― 二哈和他的白猫师尊
