Civilization phenomena around me essay

Following in the footsteps of Mr. Yu Qiuyu, I traveled 40,000 kilometers in "A Sigh of a Thousand Years" and traveled to ancient countries such as Greece, Egypt, and India, and experienced the decline and decline of the once glorious ancient civilizations, but I saw To the longevity of Chinese civilization. I can’t help but sigh, lamenting the rapid disappearance of other countries’ civilizations, and even more lamenting the fact that Chinese civilization continues to this day.

This is a diary, written about Mr. Yu Qiuyu’s experience of inspecting the remains of human civilization with Hong Kong’s “Phoenix TV” at the turn of the millennium. Having just finished reading this book, I am already filled with vicissitudes of life. I have visited so many ancient monuments of civilization that have been swallowed up by time and war. My fingers seem to be touching the fragments of civilization and the ruts of history. I gently put down the book and realized that my heart was bleeding...

A weak scholar traveled through mountains and rivers, walking along the roadbed of ancient human civilization, only to find that there were so many sections of road covered with trenches and weeds. , bandits are infested.

I suddenly discovered: It is human beings who create civilization, and it is also human beings who destroy civilization.

In the Middle East, India, and Afghanistan, human beings are still fighting each other and destroying the civilization they created. Suddenly I felt sad: When will we humans have a clear heart to protect those treasures?

India, one of the four ancient civilizations, has seen its civilization decline more and more. The ancient country that Xuanzang and Faxian longed for has now become a hell on earth. The crowded streets, the "sacred cows" running around, the lazy people with nothing to do, and the naked streakers are even more despising. Buddhism has long declined in India, and the country has become too deserted. There are no cigarette smoke, no bells and chimes chiming, no Buddha statues and temples, and no crowds of believers. The beautiful Ganges River at that time was also full of stench. People who were about to die moved themselves to the Ganges River to wait for death. Indians have always believed that the Ganges is their "mother river", and of course they will have the idea of ??returning to the arms of their "mother" after death. Therefore, countless patients, elderly people, and people of all kinds gather towards this goal every day. India It is a country with a population explosion. Even if this group of people may only account for a part of the total population, it will still be a huge number. What's more, is this the refuge of every Indian? This group of people use Ganges water for daily life: including bathing, drinking and excretion, as well as the bodies of dead people. You can imagine how dirty the Ganges water is! From here I saw the pathology caused by faith, and this pathology has expanded to the entire country, penetrating into the marrow of society. What a sad situation is this? My heart is full of desolation, and I have looked at it coldly along the way. Standing on the crest of the wave at the turn of the millennium, watching the decline of civilization, I feel very heartbroken.

As the author came to Greece again, he had to go to the Parthenon. Greek civilization came out of this land. In this article, the author did not spend any words describing the appearance and long history of the temple, but it impressed me the most. It was because of the contents of the leaflet that the staff distributed to the author when he was about to leave the temple. It turns out that an organization and several professors are calling on the world to bring back the essence of the Parthenon sculptures from the British Museum in London. The reason is written very strongly but with righteous words, which is touching, especially for a Chinese like me.

I suddenly remembered an article I read a long time ago, also written by Mr. Yu Qiuyu, expressing his unwillingness to Stein and others for taking away Dunhuang cultural relics. There was a Taoist priest living in Dunhuang at that time, and foreign explorers exchanged only a few gold coins and a few personal belongings for a large number of precious scriptures and cultural relics. I hated the Taoist priest for his ignorance, and the officials at that time had their chaotic eyes.

"I hope that the Parthenon cultural relics can return to Greece before I die. If they come back after my death, I will be resurrected." This is what a late Greek Minister of Culture said. This sour sound contains the last dignity of an ancient civilized country.

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Civilization has declined under the iron halberd and long sword,

extreme poverty and backwardness,

extreme ignorance and Ignorance,

There is only one step between civilization and barbarism. It is a wonderful irony that the birthplace of civilization was the first place where writing began to be used, but now it has become the place with the most illiterate people.

Persian civilization, Hebrew civilization, Egyptian civilization, Greek civilization, Babylonian civilization... now only piles of ruins are left, and the ruins were buried along with their civilizations.

It is not difficult to find that the destruction of civilization is often accompanied by bloody wars. In the smoke of countless gunfire, we destroyed the civilization we created with our own hands, but we didn't care.

When the glory turned into loneliness, when the temple was dilapidated, when people began to forget, I clearly heard the sigh, coming from the distant Aegean Sea, from the Pharaoh's pyramid, from the war-torn city. It came from Afghanistan and also from the banks of the Ganges. Gently, slowly, even a thousand years of sighing becomes helpless.

At the end of the book, the author returns to his motherland and begins to lament the beauty of Chinese civilization that continues to this day. After reading "A Thousand Years of Sigh", my soul seems to have been awakened. I am proud that I was born in China. I am still writing Chinese characters with thousands of years of history, communicating in a language that has been passed down for thousands of years, and I am looking for the shadow of my ancestors. I was born in China and grew up in China. Even though so many mountain villages in this country are still very poor and so many children cannot go to school, I am still proud to be a descendant of Yan and Huang. At least our civilization is still there. The five thousand years of Chinese civilization have never been interrupted or lonely.

I really hope that our civilization will continue, but I am afraid that there will be more and more people like the Dunhuang Taoist priests, so I hope that more Chinese people can be as dignified, thoughtful and soulful as the Minister of Culture. . We cannot be like the Chinese people at that time who watched the country's treasures being stolen but still count the gold coins they got with peace of mind. We must have the consciousness to protect the country.

What the Chinese people need is a sense of identity with national culture, a love for ancient civilization, a deep affection for the motherland, and a clean and transparent soul. These are my dreams, my dreams as a Chinese, but this may be a dream shared by millions of Chinese people.

The Chinese Dream, what exactly is the Chinese Dream? Is it just the prosperity of the motherland's economy, or is it the peace and beauty of national reunion? Perhaps these are what China urgently needs today, but they will not be what it ultimately wants. If a country abandons its economy, all that will be left is civilization, a real soul.

Civilization is immortal and the country will last forever.

I firmly believe that the Chinese dream is not a glamorous body, but a real body full of civilized soul. A kind of cultural connotation that radiates from within. All of us human beings will coexist with culture. ***climb the Great Wall, ***view the Yangtze River, ***appreciate the West Lake, ***drink Longjing, and ***paint Chinese civilization. picture.

Sigh for civilization, my dream, the Chinese dream.