It is only when you quit smoking that you will feel the power of smoking. The most powerful thing is an invisible habit. When you say goodbye to a harmful habit, and you can't find something new and become a habit, the easiest thing to do is to go back. From the habits of life to the habits of thought are all like this. This is also what I deliberately wrote in the part of "putting enough" in the novel "Three Inch Golden Lotus". Now, I have quit smoking for more than ten years. The house was clear and clear, and there was only the elegant and high-spirited air emanating from the fine leaves of Guanyin bamboo. As for the books on the shelf, the boundaries of history are even more clear; all the books with yellowed spines are those that stood on the shelf when I was smoking; all the books after that are bright and eye-catching, without any pollution. Today, I no longer smoke when writing, and my thinking is as agile as water, lively and bright. Often when I see a writer who is writing hard on TV, frowning and thinking, I will laugh out loud, and be glad that I have said goodbye to this bad look forever. A leather cigarette case with a brushed edge and an old-fashioned plexiglass mouthpiece sit in my glass case. This is a relic of my life. But after they become cultural relics, it is not only my experience as a smoker that has been confirmed, but it will suddenly awaken a certain picture of yesterday's life vividly, just like the details and tastes I described above. .

When I went to Northern Europe last year, I was in front of a small tobacco stand in Dublin, the capital of Ireland, and suddenly a round red figure jumped into my eyes. I immediately recognized it as the Red Light, the famous British brand my father used to smoke half a century ago. A very special and long-lost intimacy came over me. I bought a box right away. After returning to Tianjin, on the day of his father's sacrifice, he set it off with a bouquet of elegant flowers and placed it in front of his father's tomb. This moment made me feel the voice and appearance of my father's life, very vivid and close. This is amazing! Although I clearly knew that the smoke had been harmful to my father's body, while my father was alive, I hoped that he would get rid of it completely. But after my father left, why did I cherish it and bring it back from thousands of miles away? I understand that this cigarette has already been a part of my father's life. The things that belong to life will surely remember the content of life forever. Especially after life is gone. My words are broad. All things are ruthless, all things have feelings. The truth between these two sentences is the deep theme of this article.