"It is the poorest family in the poorest village in a poverty-stricken county."
"There is no room, and there is no ridge on the ground."
He first left when he was six years old.
Leave the most loving mother and go to Jinan to take refuge in my uncle. My uncle has no children and attaches great importance to Ji Xianlin's education. He studied in primary and secondary schools in Jinan and got excellent grades. No one dares to stand in front of it.
When he entered the university, Tsinghua and Peking University accepted him. Ji Xianlin chose Tsinghua to study in the Department of Western Literature (later renamed the Department of Foreign Languages), majoring in German.
Ji Xianlin had a smooth road to study, but it was a lifelong pain to leave his mother. Ji Xianlin said: "I love my mother the most, but I also enjoy the least maternal love."
From leaving home at the age of six to the death of her mother in high school, Ji Xianlin only went home twice briefly in more than ten years, and stayed with her for a few days and then left. Ji Xianlin was in shock at the news that her mother had been abandoned. I went home to attend the funeral, but I didn't even see my mother's body.
After that, I couldn't eat or sleep at night, Lacrimosa. Until I was over eighty, I often dreamed of my mother's vague face and woke up crying.
After graduating from Tsinghua, Ji Xianlin returned to his alma mater, Jinan Senior High School, and became a Chinese teacher. Later, Ji Xianlin learned that he was hired because the headmaster deliberately wooed him to seize power.
Ji Xianlin was on pins and needles, because he applied what he had learned in Jinan High School, and the principal had ulterior motives. In this desperate situation, Ji Xianlin applied for the opportunity to study in Germany.
The second time I left before him.
At that time, my uncle was old, my youngest son was still in infancy, and his family was on the verge of bankruptcy, but the whole family gave him great support.
1935, Ji Xianlin left his hometown and embarked on a journey to Germany.
"Cheyenne endured love, left the country and went to the country, crying and squeezing blood to look at each other." Is a portrayal of Ji Xianlin's mood at that time.
Ji Xianlin studied in Germany for ten years, and obtained a doctorate from the University of G? ttingen, where he found a lifelong research path and achieved fruitful academic results.
After returning home, Ji Xianlin was introduced by his teacher, Mr. Chen Yinque, and went to Peking University to teach. Later, he came from his hometown in Shandong with his family. Although living under the same roof, the husband and wife are ruthless and the father and son talk little. When the children grew up, Ji Xianlin chose to live alone, so he became hostile to his son.
For more than ten years, I became a stranger.
The third separation occurred when Ji Xianlin had just returned to China.
As early as German, Ji Xianlin made up his mind to devote his life to research. One of his teachers was invited to teach at Cambridge University in England and was introduced to Ji Xianlin. Ji Xianlin's research direction is Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit, and he usually needs to consult a large number of historical books and academic monographs. Europe is undoubtedly the ideal workplace.
At that time, the domestic research in this field was still blank, and the required information was even less. In China, research cannot be carried out under any circumstances. His original plan was to return to China and settle down first, and then go back to Europe to continue exploring his academic path.
But after returning home, Ji Xianlin saw that the country is not a country, and home is not a home. It's a mess, and it's getting messy. The family lives only by doing small business. In this case, can he still walk?
On the one hand, it is the motherland and relatives in the disaster, on the other hand, it is an excellent academic environment.
Going or not? This is a problem.
Finally, Ji Xianlin abandoned the ideal academic environment abroad and stayed at home to teach at Peking University. At first, it was like a tiger falling on the plain and a dragon trapped on the beach. Even if there are all kinds of martial arts, it is impossible to show them.
Later, Ji Xianlin sorted out his past academic creation, and began to study Sino-Indian culture and comparative literature history with the help of China's voluminous classics. This is a new way for his academic career after he pondered it over and over again.
Ji Xianlin Sanshe abandoned his loving mother, young son and ideal working environment.
In one's life, how many people give up, some can't say, can't choose, and some are reluctant to give up, with regret. Whether passive acceptance or active choice, since giving up, there is no intersection with this life.
Therefore, in my life, my mother often dreams, but her face is blurred.
Therefore, many years later, parents and children are close at hand, but far away.
There is also an endless academic road, and what kind of flowers and fruits can be produced can only be thought about.
"Don't forget, there will be repercussions." Of course, there is also giving up.
Going to my mother's to study laid the foundation for studying in the world all my life.
I left home to study abroad and found the way of lifelong academic research.
Give up the job opportunities in Europe and reopen a world of academic research in the barren environment of China.
"Drink it all at once, wasn't it decided before?" Now that you have given up, don't be persistent.
The total amount of gains and losses in a person's life is roughly the same. You gain something, you lose something.
Cycle, that's all.
Ji Xianlin resigned three laurels in his later years.
The first is to resign as a "master of Chinese studies".
Ji Xianlin's academic research in his life was mainly Sanskrit Buddhism, and later he turned to Sino-Indian culture and comparative literature. He also expanded his territory in other fields, such as the study of Tuhuo Tam, prose creation and translation. He often calls himself a "saint". As for the subset of Chinese classics, although he dabbled in it, he did not make great efforts to study it, let alone a "master"!
The second is to resign as a "leading scholar".
Ji Xianlin never overestimated himself, thinking that he was average in talent and worked hard the day after tomorrow. As for the doctor's degree, he once said that many great scholars in modern China were extraordinary geniuses, and the doctor's title was useless to them. I asked myself, it's not like this. I have been a teacher all my life and climbed the grid all my life. Although some achievements have been made, where did the "masters" come from?
The third is to resign as a "national treasure".
Ji Xianlin said humorously that the naive giant panda, known as the "national treasure", deserved it. Some people call themselves "national treasures", which is really amazing.
"Three laurels a pick, give me a free body. The foam on my body was washed away, revealing my true face, and everyone was very happy. "
Ji Xianlin is not a gesture, but an openness.
"Without the laurel tree, it is not a pile of rotten wood, but there are still quite solid things."
Ji Xianlin is indomitable and not modest about his achievements.
Ji Xianlin didn't look at the tall hat on his head.
When Ji Xianlin Diary was published, the publishing house suggested deleting its contents. Some are rude remarks about a cultural master, and some are straightforward and frank about their own desires. After the diary was published, it did attract some criticism.
Ji Xianlin didn't care, and even made a photocopy to preserve the truth. He said that he walked on stage naked, "the purpose is to present a sincerity to the readers."
This magnanimous mind stems from independence. After abandoning fame and fortune, I am not afraid to stare at the truth of the years.
Ji Xianlin read a poem by Mr. Hu Shizhi when he was young:
"The hair is a little white, slightly near middle age.
A chess piece that has crossed the river can only go forward bravely. "
He thought at that time, whether he was a chess piece crossing the river or not, he had to move forward bravely.
From the artillery bombardment during World War II to the physical and mental torture caused by the ten-year catastrophe, Ji Xianlin has been courageously moving forward, living and studying hard, and devoted his life to academic career.
In his later years, Ji Xianlin walked seven or eight miles every day, went to the library to look up information, and wrote the history of sugar for more than ten years. This is the most painstaking and grand academic work of Ji Xianlin's life. Sugar, a seemingly ordinary commodity, actually contains a long and magnificent history of cultural exchange.
What a person can do in his life is limited, and there are very few things he can do. Most people are ambitious when they are young, but they gradually give up their ambitions after middle age. People have long refused to argue about their old age.
And Ji Xianlin's life, three words, gain and loss, has a beginning and an end.
Life is a long story, in short, "willingly".