The young Hawking was brilliant and youthful. For physics problems that high-achieving students can't solve, he can answer 90% of the graffiti at his fingertips. The outstanding one is immediately designated as an academic assistant by the professor. In the laboratory opened for him by the professor, he focused on the seemingly inconspicuous equipment and the unclean blackboard, as if he could touch the inspirations of the great predecessors. One day, his name will be carved on his body. At that moment, his expression was the same as that of a believer who prayed to the Buddha. There was a kind of piety that surrendered before the truth and the joy of being close to the truth. That was his temple and the place of his lifelong faith.
At that time, he was like every Cambridge elite, arrogant and handsome, riding a bicycle and flying around the campus, serving as the helmsman for his kayak team on the Thames, and shouting passionately "row, row..." , Accelerating towards the end of my yearning, as if seeing my life will be so energetic.
Then, he met the most important person in life-Jane. Jane, who studies art, and Hawking, who studies science, can hardly imagine that the two of them can have a common topic, but the fate is magical. Jane never found the theory of the universe boring, nor did Hawking feel that literature and art were hypocritical. The two spoke in their own words. The subject of the other party was surprisingly tacit and understanding. As if two stars meet, under the bright night sky, a person who believes in science and a person who believes in God love each other like this.
The fulfillment of career and love makes life seem too rich at that moment, and it is impossible to escape the curse that things will be reversed in the end. Hawking, who focused on exploring the mysteries of the universe's time, suddenly acted out of balance. Motor neuron disease robbed him of hope and future. The doctor announced that he had only two years to live, when he was 21 years old. The sudden sentence almost destroyed his will, but fortunately, besides his own strength, Jane's love nourished him. Regardless of the family's opposition, Jane resolutely married Hawking, willing to take care of Hawking. Even in just two short years, she vowed to accompany him on the final journey. The love between the two made them fearless, and finally made the god of death retreat and forget the time to knock on the door.
The sky took away Hawking's body, but left him a head full of wisdom. The sickness eroded his motor nerves inch by inch, and even eating and swallowing became more and more difficult, but his thinking speeded toward the deepest singularity of the universe at a speed of thousands of light-years per second, drifting toward the origin of time. He didn't feel inferior because of his weird body, nor was he immersed in the sigh of the next few days. He just chopped the waves freely in the ocean of Neo-Confucianism. Reason and inspiration are his pulp, and the thirst for truth is his helmsman. In front of us is the vast expanse at the beginning of the birth of all things in the universe. The unknown is as beautiful as the vast starry sky in the imagination. There is the primitive life of him and all of us, the beginning of heaven and earth.
The disease refused to give up his torment until he cut his throat, but he never bowed to fate, even if he tried his best every time he climbed a step, he always smiled at fate. He said, "Although I am inconvenient and I need the help of a machine to speak, but my mind is free." He also said, "No matter how bad life looks, there is always something you can do and succeed. As long as there is life, There is hope." More than fifty years later, he is still alive and the father of three children, the most important person in the 20th century who has made a major contribution to human history. In the turmoil of everyone wasting their time, he had a lonely dialogue with God, Einstein, and Planck, looking for the voice of God and the true meaning of time. He gave his entire life to time (research), and his research was a huge success. His theory has pushed mankind one step closer to the infinite and mysterious origin of the universe and the truth of time.
The ultimate of science is religion, but it is not a religion that ordinary people understand. The movement of all things in the universe has its own internal rhythm. When human beings open the door of wisdom, they can feel the harmonious resonance, just like an oracle. In "Super Body", Lucy said: "Only time governs everything, and only time can prove the existence of everything." Hawking said: "Where does time begin and where does it end, only time gives us the answer." Where do I see it, saying that perfection is not about what can be added continuously, but nothing can be subtracted, just like in the laughter of others, Hawking can't hold a small spoon, but he is still perfect. , Dou Zhuan Xingyi, vicissitudes of life, all prosperity will decay, only time is immortal, only time is the only indispensable existence, time is the most perfect.
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