Modern prose from the Middle Ages to the Middle Ages

Chapter one: Modern prose has reached middle age unconsciously.

When I was young, I used to enjoy the comfort of sleeping until I woke up naturally. For example, people have been awake for a long time today, and even occasionally suffer from insomnia for one night.

The white silk at the temples and the fishtail at the corners of the eyes remind you that time has washed away the lead, and time has quietly painted a faint mark on you.

Days slip away inadvertently, and people reach middle age.

A few years ago, I took my mother and children, and three generations got up in the morning to exercise together. Today, the mother has passed away and the children have been studying thousands of miles away.

Change makes people feel unprepared, powerless and helpless.

When people reach middle age, they have more attachment to their families. Children become eternal concerns.

When people reach middle age, they no longer have too many blind hopes and expectations.

When people reach middle age, they have experienced ups and downs, setbacks, pains, rainbows and successes.

I kind of understand the meaning of this sentence: plain is true.

No complaints, no snickers. Don't expect anything, let nature take its course.

When people reach middle age, they gradually learn to be patient, patient and strong.

When people reach middle age, they face many changes and helplessness, and they are rational and insensitive.

When people reach middle age, they laugh at all kinds of things, let nature take its course and stop dreaming flashy dreams.

When people reach middle age, they are unable to rewrite their lives.

Some people say it well: when people reach middle age, they should leave some time for themselves and live a little truth, courage, dignity and nobility.

Life is only a few decades. When people reach middle age, the remaining time can be counted.

Cherish the present and grasp the future.

Middle-aged people are really helpless!

But I still have dreams and love the sunshine.

The second chapter: When people reach middle age, modern prose people reach middle age, with no other entertainment, indifferent to purity, and only love prose deeply. Thus, a collection of ancient and modern Chinese and foreign essays came into my study, my soul.

Prose is "the art of love". As a style loaded with life experience, what emerges between the lines is the author's personal feelings and interests.

Some people say, "People who are quick for quick success and impetuous don't write prose. Similarly, people who are eager for quick success and impetuous don't read essays. " I feel the same way. Reading prose is a fine work, not too impetuous. You must relax first. The beauty of prose lies in its appreciation and recitation.

When reading essays, a writer's temperament, personality, talent and self-cultivation often come to his face. When writing, the author not only tells you something, but also tells you some truth, with words and intonation, and the author's personality and spirit will also be presented to you.

Reading Lu Xun's prose, we can feel a tenacious struggle, painful pursuit, deep and extensive mind; Reading Xu Zhimo's prose, the author's true and frank personality that day seems to be in front of him; Reading Zhu Ziqing's prose, you can feel kindness, purity, meditation and anxiety at any time; Reading Liang Yuchun's prose, we can clearly feel that a young man who sees through life but is not pessimistic and world-weary is pouring out all kinds of fantastic ideas about life.

Reading the famous western prose will always be infected by the literary emotion and literary attainments hidden in rationality. Swift's nonsense is full of argument and interest. Under the quiet appearance, Montaigne's essays are permeated with a kind of cultural relativism, and he always asks questions for you to think about; Bacon's prose collection, with its rigorous induction and neat sentence structure, shows unique elegance and self-confidence; Laroche Foucault's Collection of Silent Words is full of wisdom, humor and bitter melancholy. Pascal's thought record is full of mystery and sincerity; Rousseau's Confessions is convincing, a real passion and has the power to transcend time and space.

When people reach middle age, they become close to these excellent prose writers. Unconsciously, their ideological realm has improved and their feelings have become keen. Those who read the blessings are good at writing, and the desire for writing arises spontaneously. They write prose, savor every word and enjoy themselves. What is joy?

When reading prose in middle age, apart from appreciating ideological and aesthetic style, we should also go out of prose, travel to the places described in prose, verify our feelings, and read mountains, water, heaven, earth, society and life with the inspiration of prose, so as to understand that "an article is a desk landscape, and landscapes are human articles". You will be what you read. Looking back at the prose I have read, like a heavy paving stone, it is spread on the road of life, leading me step by step to the realm of keeping truth, cultivating goodness and hiding beauty. Isn't this the realm of my happy middle-aged life?

Article 3: People read an article called "White Hair" at home at the weekend when they reach middle age. One of them is particularly reasonable. I extract it and share it with you: "Children have the beauty of being young, young people have the beauty of being vigorous, middle-aged people have the beauty of being mature, and old people have the beauty of being at ease when they are old." This is like the four seasons of nature-lush spring, lush summer, colorful autumn and pure winter. Each has its own aesthetic feeling and advantages. No one needs to envy anyone, let alone imitate anyone. Imitation will be very tiring, and it will be more tiring. People's things are born and die. Let things take their course. The so-called letting nature take its course is what season to enjoy. " After reading it, I thought for a long time.

Yesterday, my daughter said to me, "Dad, you also have white hair ...". I laughed and said, "Maybe all the pigments in my hair went to the classroom, to books, to vegetable fields …". The daughter smiled and said, "Dad, you really know how to tell jokes!" " " .

Yes, I walked all the way from an innocent teenager on the road of life and unconsciously reached middle age. Thinking about it is like reading novels and movies, which makes people memorable. Just like Feng Jicai said, "When you look at the white hair in the mirror, sometimes you get serious: When did this first white hair appear? For what? ……"。 I think, no matter when the first gray hair appeared, for what reason, since we can't change the traces left by the years, let's change our mentality, turn the traces of the years into a little magical power, and turn middle-aged us into sunflowers at noon. Although there is no girl's narcissism, there is golden maturity in the sunshine. Just like tulips just picked, although there is no morning dew, there is no lack of fragrance.

It is often said that middle age is the autumn of life, the harvest season and the golden season of life. Yes, when people reach middle age, what we reap is maturity and steadiness, and what we retreat is impetuousness when we were young; When people reach middle age, we know how to face achievements, setbacks and difficulties calmly, and also find the secret of tasting failure, so that we know that dullness is the real truth. When people reach middle age, we understand that it is our bounden duty and obligation to honor our parents and educate our children. When people reach middle age, we should know that we should respect our friends, care for them sincerely, appreciate and tolerate them, whether in real life or in modern networks. ...

After reading the article "White Hair", I further understand that the four seasons of life are the same as the four seasons of nature. One season cannot be missed, and each season has its own beauty. Enjoy what you deserve, and you can't go backwards. Life is a one-way street. We must move forward, no matter whether the scenery ahead is good or bad, we must face it bravely. As long as there is love in the heart, the heart will always be young. How can it be as white as snow if everything goes with the flow and you face it calmly?

When people reach middle age, savoring it carefully is both sour and sweet, just like tasting a cup of mellow green tea and a cup of old wine, and it feels really good.