The silvery white moonlight fell on the ground, as thin as gauze, and the faint evening fragrance was like orchids, spliced into a soft net. Every plant and tree was no longer as real and clear as it was during the day, as if everything in the world was hidden.
Entering this pitch-black night, the starry sky is like a Milky Way paved with quicksand, entrenched in the blue-purple sky; a homeless lone crow stands on a branch, its broken beak opening and closing from time to time, its gaze
It reveals the anxiety of the rest of the life after the disaster.
The flat street is like an old well with no ripples, meandering in the shadow of dense trees. The branches and leaves rustling in the night wind seem to recall the hustle and bustle of the day. The lights of the hotel are particularly dazzling, like an outcast.
Revelry drunkards wandered under the night; the sound of the iron door twisting slowly spread, disturbing the summer insects and disturbing their mood. Pedestrians returning late at night looked tired and walked away quickly, or squirmed hesitantly. p>
The child from the aristocratic family was sitting in the courtyard, staring at a box of ice cream in front of him, silent for a long time. Three white snowballs were piled in the old-fashioned kraft paper, and a mini scoop stood in the middle; the sticky strawberry flavor
The jam covered the surface, and the alluring taste reappeared. The sky was very blue at that time, and we were pure and innocent at that time.
Nowadays, we have become more and more numb in this materialistic world, living like zombies every day. We are troubled by work, parents, partners, interpersonal relationships, and feel overwhelmed by the endless problems of life.
troubles, and when we try to solve them, we find that the problems will never be solved.
Life is a complex essay question, and everyone is constantly trying to solve it from the beginning to the end. Those people or things that are invisible will always become clearer with the passage of time, but life is not static. When many
When confusion gradually ferments and deteriorates in our hearts, we will become extremely confused and always try our best to dig into the bottom of things in an attempt to get a glimpse of the truth.
The so-called seeing through life is just that we realize the truth that others don't understand under the ancient trees. However, no matter how hard we try, there will always be some problems in life that cannot be solved, but we have to face them. p>
Although seeing through "life and death" means seeing through "life", we still can't resist "life". Because we are "living", we still have to face troubles of one kind or another every day, as well as endless emergencies. At the age of thirty, more and more friends around me like to use "reconciliation" to express their attitude towards life. The implication is: we have been stubborn and had troubles with each other, and we have been fighting with each other for many years.
The south wall that broke my head and blood was also hit, and the grievances that were gritted were also suffered. Both sides are covered with bruises. Now I am finally tired. I can start the second half of life with the attitude of "no fight, no acquaintance" or "sympathy".
life.
But can life really be reconciled? Or can we reconcile if we want to? First of all, the prerequisite for reconciliation is to go through an arduous and long-term struggle. We in our thirties are not qualified to just open our mouths.<
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Even though we have indeed experienced the ups and downs of life, felt some of the warmth and warmth of human nature, and seen clearly the true face of society behind all kinds of masks, it is still far from enough to reach the point where we have experienced all aspects of life and seen through the truth of life.
.To say that you want to reconcile with life at this time would be like the pretentiousness of some teenagers who "explain their sorrows just to compose new words".
Secondly, reconciliation is a matter for both parties. Only when each side takes a step back can it be called reconciliation. But life is an out-and-out liar. We reconcile with it without their consent and without making any commitments.
Therefore, the bad luck that comes is still with us, the storms that we have to experience will not be spared, the monthly bills are still delivered on time, and the subway is still crowded every morning. This kind of reconciliation is just our view of life.
Just accept it as it comes.
Furthermore, reconciliation more or less smacks of unilaterally admitting defeat, but surrender is too ugly. For those of us who want to save face, it would be too miserable to kneel down and beg for mercy early. Therefore, the word "reconciliation" sounds like
Milder words have taken the place of surrender, but precisely because of this, reconciliation often becomes an excuse to give up and retreat.
Because of "reconciliation", giving up and withdrawing become more and more public and obvious. But life is a villain who always likes to do things that disgrace the scenery. Usually our compromises can only make him push his limits and make us resentful.
.So, our "reconciliation" with life is completely a false proposition. It is neither possible nor necessary.
When we are twenty years old, we feel that we can definitely do it; when we are forty years old, we feel that we can still struggle a few more times; when we are sixty years old, we feel that we really can’t do it anymore. This is the life trajectory of most people.
.Perhaps a person's success or failure has already been determined, such as family, such as words and deeds, such as the temperament revealed inadvertently.
Some people are eager to reach the other shore, but when they know there is no destination, they are deeply confused; some people are obsessed with admiring the scenery along the way, but never know why they stop and watch; some people have never cared about these, they have always
They are walking mindlessly; some people are stagnant in place, thinking about why they are standing on the road.
The concrete image of life is as described by the bard Camus in "The Myth of Sisyphus": The gods punished Sisyphus and ordered him to push a rock to the top of the mountain. But every time the rock was pushed to the top of the mountain, it would fall again.
Due to gravity, he fell to the foot of the mountain again and again. Therefore, Sisyphus spent his whole life engaged in a meaningless job over and over again.
It has no meaning. This meaninglessness does not only refer to the annihilation of people, but also includes the nothingness of life itself. In the vast universe, the earth is just a grain of dust. We fight for power and intrigue, gains and losses, joys and sorrows all day long on this grain of dust.
, honor and disgrace, gathering and separation.
When we discover that the parents we admired most since childhood also had a less glorious and even despicable past; when we discover that the most unique lover who we firmly believe will stay together for life is actually no different from the protagonist of the bloody story.
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When friends with whom we could share almost everything turn against each other for various reasons, and even speak ill of each other; when we discover that the once beautiful and sunny world actually has so much darkness, despicability and vulgarity.
The so-called meaning of life is just an illusion for self-entertainment. Each of us is just a person in a trap, living in the world he constructed. Therefore, when we are attached to a certain meaning, we also
Nature is dominated by this meaning.
Although we can see some truths about life clearly, our lives have not improved. Its existence is like the emperor's new clothes, but sadly, even though we know it has no meaning, we still have to follow it.
Go on. This short-term comfort gained from self-deception is very much like those painful journeys in life that are haunted by daydreams.
The moonlight is meaningless, but we still marvel at it; the three-ball ice cream is meaningless, but it can bring back those dusty memories; the noisy bluestone road is meaningless, but it has become the cheapest magic under the night
Potion; Life is also meaningless, but everyone is working hard secretly.