Chapter 5954 (five thousand nine hundred and fifty-four) priority
The gray-handed man said: "Is it true or false?"
"Can I tell a lie?" asked the brown-hand man.
"No." The gray-handed man smiled.
"How do you know you can't?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I think, if you think you can't, then you can't." The gray-handed man said.
"It's true," said the brown-hand man, "Why can you and I both have dreams?"
"Maybe it's because you and I have only stayed in dreams about the beautiful memories of the past?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Isn't it true?" asked the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "You can't make your words absolute, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable again."
"So?" asked the brown-hand man.
"So there is in reality." The gray-handed man said.
"Then why didn't we think of it just now?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Because dreams take priority," said the man with gray hands.
"Why does the dream take priority?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.
"Do you think I would say it's because it doesn't exist in reality?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said "Huh?"
"Really?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's not true," said the brown-handed man, "I can only say that the impression given to us in reality is not as deep as that in dreams? Is that true?"
The gray-hand man said: "I thought about the topic I just talked about again."
"What?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's about tools." The gray-handed man said.
"How?" the man with brown hands asked again.
"I was a tool at that time." The man with gray hands said, "What's the beauty of a tool?" The man with brown hands said, "I was also a tool at that time. What is the beauty of a tool?"
"If we look at small things, as tools, we also have wonderful experiences." Gray Hand Man said, "But, in general, tools don't seem to have real beauty, right?"
The man with brown hands said: "The real meaning?"
"Yes." Gray Hand Man said, "I can't say absolutely. We can't say that as tools, we haven't experienced beauty."
"I understand that you can't say absolutely." The brown-handed man said, "But if you emphasize the true meaning, it shows that there is still beauty in the non-real sense."
The gray-handed man said: "Yes. It is the so-called beauty."
Having said this, after thinking about it for a while, the gray-handed man continued: "It cannot be said that it is not beautiful in the true sense."
"What do you want to say?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It depends on who it is for." Gray Hand Man said, "For the tool itself, it is indeed not beautiful in the true sense, but for the person who uses the tool, it is beautiful in the true sense, right?"
The man with brown hands said "hmm".
The man with gray hands continued: "I won't talk about the beauty of tools, but only the so-called beauty of tools, okay?"
"Say." said the man with brown hands.
"The so-called beauty of tools is the beauty of those who use them." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands said: "Who are you talking about?"
"Yes, otherwise who else would be there?" the gray-handed man said with a smile.
The man with brown hands said: "But, will the so-called beauty be felt?"
"You mean the master?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "It seems that it is difficult for the user to be satisfied with a tool like me. If it is not even satisfied, can it still be considered a good thing?"
"It's hard for him to be satisfied with my tool." The gray-handed man said with a smile.
The man with brown hands said: "Then you can't feel it? Is that what you mean?"
"Of course that's what it means." The gray-hand man said, "You will understand it as soon as you hear it."
(End of chapter)