Appreciation of American Classic Literature by Famous Artists

Zhou Appreciation: Kindness, wealth and nobility.

If I were a philosopher and came to today's world, what would I miss most? It must be these six words: kindness, wealth and nobility.

I was shocked by people's indifference when I saw that hospitals refused poor people who could not afford expensive medical expenses and let critically ill patients die, that businessmen sold fake medicines and food, causing acute and chronic deaths, that mine accidents occurred frequently, that mine owners exchanged workers' lives for high profits, and that many murders occurred every day, often taking a life for a little money or a small reason.

Kindness, life's sympathy for life, what a common quality, is a rare thing today. Chinese and foreign philosophers believe that sympathy is the beginning of the difference between man and beast and the basis of all human morality. Without compassion, people are not people, and society is not a place for people to stay. How did man become a beast? It is because of the numbness and death of compassion that we can do all kinds of bad things and become fascists and terrorists. Kindness is the initial and final boundary between good people and bad people.

Seeing that many people today regard satisfying material desires as their sole goal in life, and that the whole life consists of making money and spending money, I am shocked by the poverty in people's hearts, so I miss being rich.

Abundance, the growth, flowering and fruition of people's spiritual ability, is the highest enjoyment given by God to the spirit of all things. Why do people abandon it like a treasure? Chinese and foreign philosophers believe that a rich mind is the real source of happiness, and spiritual happiness is far higher than physical happiness. God's gift is fair, and everyone's nature contains spiritual needs. After the survival demand is basically met, this demand should be awakened, and its satisfaction should become the main goal more and more. How do those who are always tossing in the utilitarian world, those who are never familiar with spiritual pleasures such as thinking, reading, solitude, artistic appreciation and spiritual creation, fail to live up to God's gifts, no matter how rich they are, how poor they have spent their lives?

Seeing that some people have no sense of shame in order to get money and power, they can sell their dignity by hook or by crook, and then rely on their own money and power to wantonly * * others' dignity, I am shocked by the meanness of these people's souls, so I miss nobility.

Nobleness, once the most valued value in many times, is considered to be more important than life, but now it seems that few people mention it. Philosophers at all times and all over the world believe that people should have the dignity and basic principles of being human, which can't be violated under any circumstances. If they violate it, it means they don't treat themselves as people. Some people are like this now. They don't know what dignity is, treat others as human beings and bully and insult them at will. The fundamental reason is that they don't treat themselves as human beings. In fact, you can't see the slightest humanity in him. A noble person is characterized by great respect for others, and his self-esteem is fully reflected. Man's soul should be noble, and man should be a spiritual aristocrat. Isn't it the rich and powerful spiritual untouchables who are the most hateful and pathetic in the world?

I heard philosophers of all ages calling to people today: Man, you should have a kind heart, a rich heart and a noble soul, so that you can be worthy of the title of man and live in the world as a real person.

Kindness, richness and nobility-unforgettable qualities and human qualities. I hope more people will have them today.

Author: Zhou

Appreciation of 2000 words of classic American literature by famous artists! Jane Eyre (Original Edition)

I still remember watching Jane Eyre for the first time as a child, and I was a little confused about the gray language. Later when I grew up, I picked up Jane Eyre and watched it again. It makes sense to find that there is a golden house hidden in the book and Yan Ruyu in the book.

Do you think that because I am poor, obscure, plain and short, I have no soul and no heart? This sentence impressed me deeply. "Do you think that because I am poor, humble, ugly and short, I have no soul and no heart?" This is what Jane said to Rochester, and it is also widely circulated in later generations. It strongly highlights a woman's cry to express spiritual and spiritual equality when facing her beloved.

Yes, Jane has no charming face and gorgeous clothes, and even she is sometimes mediocre and humble, just like a passerby who is hard to find in the crowd, but she has left a deep impression on the world with her strong personality, unyielding soul, excellent moral character and kind heart. It is not difficult to see that Jane has been wandering between dignity and love. She said, "My soul is like you, and my heart is as healthy as you." "I'm not talking to you from the perspective of custom, convention or even body, but my heart is thinking about your heart, as if we are no longer alive, and we are trying to stand at God's feet on an equal footing-because we are equal!" This is the cry of many women in that era. Seeking happiness on the basis of equality is not demanding, but it has a taste of luxury in that particular era.

Fortunately, the author did not give up, and neither did Jane. She resolutely left Thornfield to find her ideal in the wider world. Her weak body always has amazing strength. She is strong, brave and self-respecting. No matter how much indifference and ridicule she suffers, she is always indifferent. Yes, she doesn't feel inferior. She always believes in herself, just as we believe in our own beliefs. She won't complain too much about the injustice of fate. Even when she was young, she didn't have much affection. Being regarded as a thorn in her aunt's side would not distort her character. How rare! But we have to admit that she will always be the little girl who longs to be loved, the girl who insists on her own love view and pursues equal love.

The ending of the novel is not perfect, but it is very happy. Without the manor and money, even Mr. Rochester, who is blind, finally has the equal qualification with Jane. Maybe their souls have fallen in love. Without the rules and regulations of so many distances, they don't care much about the eyes of the world, giving them more courage and hope to pursue happiness. There are so many people looking for marriage in the world, but not many women are as decisive and smart as Jane. Jane with a firm heart is destined to be happy, no matter how late it is.

Looking at the present, there are few people like Jane. We are easily carried away by material things and neglect the construction of character. Many of us are extremely empty inside and have no firm direction, even if our appearance is bright and beautiful. I think Jane's spirit deserves our admiration. It is what we should do in life to find a free time to read Jane Eyre, read classics, enrich our hearts and sublimate our souls at another height.

"You think wrong! My soul is as rich as you, and my heart is as full as you! "

"You think wrong, my soul is like you, and my heart is as sound as you!"

Read the classics and thank Jane Eyre.

The idea of fish appreciation in American classical literature

In every pond, there is the smell of the ocean. In every stone, there is a shadow of desert. So the poet said: a clover, plus my imagination, is a vast grassland. Walking in the field of autumn moon, I remembered a poet's inquiry to old Tolstoy: Does everything/maturity/hang its head? No mistake, every step we take will become a thing of the past, whether it is a happy meeting or a painful parting, but please believe, whether it is eager expectation or deep.

As for the memory of love, every song we sang will not disappear in an instant. As rosa luxemburg said, "Wherever I go, as long as I live, the sky, clouds and life are beautiful.

Will be with me! A narrow and selfish mind will become its own hell, while a broad and cheerful mind will become a paradise for others. There is only one layer between hell and heaven. And all the flames of jealousy always start with burning yourself. An old writer told me, "How long has your foot been trampled?" ? But don't regret it, as long as you step on the truth, whoever steps on it will have depth. "When you finally win the flower of success, don't you miss the intersection of the past? Don't you miss the old wood in the luxurious house you rebuilt successfully? It sometimes takes many years to trust someone. Therefore, some people have never really trusted anyone all their lives. If you only trust those who can please you,

That's meaningless; If you believe everyone you meet, you are a fool; If you trust someone without hesitation and in a hurry, you may be like this.

The trusted person betrayed quickly; If you trust a person only for some superficial need, then annoying suspicion and betrayal may follow immediately; But if you delay,

If you dare not trust someone who is worthy of your trust, you will never get the sweetness of love and the warmth of the world, and your life will be bleak. Trust is a feeling of life, trust is also a noble emotion, and trust is the bond between people. You have an obligation to trust another person unless you can prove it.

Individuals are not worthy of your trust; You also have the right to be trusted by another person, unless you are proved to be untrustworthy.

There are too many beautiful things in this world for us to count. We always want to get too much and make as many things as possible our own. Life is short as a blink of an eye, and it flows away inadvertently between possession and loss. If you lose the sun, you still have starlight, you lose money, you still have friendship, and when life leaves you, you still have the kiss of the earth. When you have it, cherish it; Lost, as a test of life's true knowledge, as a struggle commitment of bumpy life. If you are honest, you give up hypocrisy; With enrichment, you will abandon boredom; With pragmatism, you will abandon impetuousness. Whether it is intentionally abandoned or accidentally lost, it only needs to be true.

Own, in some cases, generous giving up is not also a realm? What you lose inadvertently can be won back. If you are lovelorn, you can find it in spring, but if you lose your will, you should sharpen it in winter. But without laziness,

But you can't pick it up Too much desire becomes a burden. What can enrich and satisfy oneself more than having an indifferent heart? Choose indifferent, and then prepare to walk a mountain road.

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Smile like a flower, true feelings like a flower, hope like a flower, and life like a flower.

Everyone has his favorite flowers, and everyone has many reasons to be kind to himself and condense his life into lasting fragrance in the long river of time. The moment it blooms, it will attract all eyes.

Flowers are so weak, no matter how beautiful or gorgeous, they still can't stand the cold rain and wind at night. Chunhong quickly thanked her, leaving only sadness.

Flowers are beautiful soldiers. Although I am getting younger and fatter in the wind and rain, I never bow my head after all.

Life is the same, like a delicate glass, which can't stand the impact of natural and man-made disasters and breaks into a bright light. Every piece is a transparent heart. Life is often like a epiphyllum. With years of tears and sweat, mixed with painstaking efforts, there will be a moment to laugh at the world.

In today's world, fewer and fewer people love flowers. When people are running for a living, they can't even grasp their own life. Who will listen to Hua?

However, restless city, please don't forget that this world is a mirage. Everything is like flowers, and flowers are like everything. Therefore, the Buddha touched the flowers and Ye Jiaxiao; This smile is the world.

Appreciate youth quietly, leaving behind the naked and hazy interpretation of youth. Give people happiness; Give people pain; It's sad ... It has made Xu Zhimo's beautiful poems and turned Tao Jing into a ghost. With a sigh, my youth came quietly and slipped away quietly, leaving no trace, as if I had never been here. However, what makes me indignant is: Why do youth come and go naked?

Even if youth is so mysterious, it is cherished by countless people. The 24-year-old Mr. Zhu Ziqing lamented that time was in a hurry and he was unwilling to sink in hesitation. He wanted to keep the pace of youth and make every moment of life have independent meaning and value, so he worked hard and finally achieved something. Franklin, the representative of American wisdom and wealth, was born in poverty, studied only for less than two years and worked as an apprentice in a printing factory. He studied hard, taught himself mathematics and four foreign languages, and eventually became an American politician, diplomat, scientist, philanthropist and inventor. The secret of Franklin's success lies in his self-management: first, self-time management; second, self-moral management, supplemented by careful examinations. ......

In this world, only the deeds of youth are the most touching and bloody; Only the feelings of youth are the most sincere and pure, such as flawless; Only those who cherish their youth and make their steps more solid and powerful can achieve a brilliant life. How can we not cherish such a period?

Does the footsteps of youth take away only our blood and smiles? Is it only our sadness that is taken away? Is it just that our lofty aspirations have been taken away? No, the footsteps of youth come and go in a hurry, taking away everything, including precious life! We can't keep the footsteps of youth, the only thing we can do is to let youth leave no regrets!

The pace of youth is getting faster and faster, and our spirit of struggle is getting stronger and stronger. Facing the yearning and dreams for the future, in this noisy city, we should learn to think calmly, straighten our course, make our own efforts, and strive to make the boat of life sail to the other side of the ideal. Believe in yourself, your youth will never return, and you will be fruitful and return home with a full load.

Whose youth has never been confused? Whose youth has not been vented? Whose youth is not crazy? However, as long as we erase the confusion in our hearts, complain less about sadness, keep that madness, learn to make good use of our dream goals, and move forward at dawn, even if there are stormy waves, we can't stop our progress. As long as we work hard, the footsteps of youth will leave our healthy body; Will make us open-minded; Will leave us with a valuable life journey. Even if youth fades away as soon as possible, let the footsteps of youth leave deep traces. At that time, we are qualified to announce to the world that my youth has never been wasted and I have no regrets! At that time, we, the old people who have gone through many vicissitudes, can sit in our chairs, bask in the sunshine, close our eyes and grin, and slowly recall and chew the ups and downs of the past.

Mr. Lu Xun's classic inspirational quote: "It doesn't matter whether hope exists or not, just like the road on the ground." In fact, there is no road on the ground, and more people will become roads. " So is life. Let's set foot on the thorny wasteland, open up a flat road carrying bitterness and realize our hopes! Transferred from Lemumba. Lemon Mei Wen. com

Junior high school students are grateful to him for coming home, only to feel that the meal is cold, but he has one thing, the most sacred thing in the world-cherish.

What's in front of me?

The sky is still the sky, and the blue is pure and transparent. Swallows flying low over the boundless sea can't have it.

The deep blue sea licked the toes of the rocks on the shore, and everything was so easy-going.

A figure stood on the reef in the distance, vague but clear.

This figure recalls its past and future: I never owned it, but I have left.

He was left out in the cold and abandoned in another lonely world.

He knows that life can't be kept, but it also needs to be cherished.

Looking across the sea, some families are scattered. In front of his eyes, his family's anxious eyes, his father's gray hair and his mother's rough and cracked hands emerge.

How much hope, how much nostalgia, a smoke, wet, warm liquid rose in front of his eyes.

He slowly closed his eyes, his feet took another step forward, and the gravel fell with a swish, splashing silvery white waves.

He wanted to meet, but his parents' persistent eyes hurt him. Great pressure is on his thin shoulders, tightly embedded in his heart and squeezing his whole body. He believes that if he is in heaven, he will remove the pain, purify his mind and filter the dust in a place without noise.

His feet tried to take a step forward, and the waves rolled up white foam and washed his feet.

He suddenly remembered the dribs and drabs of the past and the self-confidence he once had. Although he no longer owns it, his motto is: "cherish what you have."

To his dismay, the doors of key universities have been closed to him, but he still has youth and strength, and he also has a fiery heart.

The wind blew gently. He stepped back and opened his eyes. The world is still that world, still full of sunshine. He has paid a lot and will get a lot.

The sky is a fish-belly grey, and the morning light shines lazily on the blue sea.

He retreated a little, and the small village showed a more beautiful face.

He was born in the countryside, but he works hard. His parents worked hard for him to study, and it was nothing to be admitted to the university!

The white dawn has shone all over Shan Ye, and he remembers that his mother is already cooking breakfast.

He began to run, feeling that he had done a ridiculous thing. In front of a farmhouse, an elderly woman stood at the door with a bowl of rice in her hand, staring anxiously into the distance. ...

When he arrived at the door, he didn't feel cold, but he had something, the most sacred thing in the world-treasure.

Appreciation of American literature, excerpts of American literature, American classic literature, what do you recommend? The temperature of the egg

He is an inferior child, fifteen years old, thin and small, and his family is looked down upon by his classmates. His father sells fruit and his mother works as a shoemaker beside the school.

The other children are all rich children in this city, and their parents are very powerful. He is an exception. His father had no education and spent a lot of money to get him into this key middle school.

He was discriminated against from that day on. The clothes he wears are the worst. Other children wear brand-name clothes, and their schoolbags and pencil boxes cost hundreds of dollars. Some people laughed at his broken schoolbag. He once cried, but he didn't tell his parents, because he was afraid that his parents would be sad, because his mother insisted on buying him this schoolbag.

The best thing for him is Mr. Wu, who always encourages him and watches him smile. Miss Wu is young and beautiful, and many children like her.

Christmas is coming, and all the children bought the fruits of peace for the teachers, all in the biggest supermarket. There are snake fruit wrapped, navel orange wrapped and apple wrapped. A safe fruit costs ten yuan, dozens of dollars. He had no money and didn't want to ask his parents for money, so he cooked an egg at home and gave it to Mr. Wu.

He picked up the egg carefully and wrapped it in beautiful red paper. The student asked him, what did you pack? Why is it so small and ugly? He said, eggs, for teacher Wu.

Everyone laughed, and he bowed his head in inferiority. He thought, if you give it to the teacher, will the teacher laugh at him?

But I didn't expect Mr. Wu not only didn't laugh at him, but also said in front of the whole class, "Classmates, this is the most unusual gift that Mr. Wu received, which shows that this classmate is very creative." In fact, there is no need to buy any peace fruit for teachers. The teacher is very happy and excited to have this heart. "

He cried and felt that the teacher was really good to him. He always thought that poor children would be discriminated against and had no dignity, but the teacher gave him great encouragement. The teacher also told them a story: once upon a time, there was a little girl whose family was poor. She was a poor child. One day, her mother took her to give a gift to the principal and let the children transfer to this central primary school. Her mother gave the only old hen in the family to the headmaster, who was then the son of the village head. She explained her purpose to her mother and gave the old hen to the headmaster. The headmaster said, who wants this thing? We're so tired of eating old hens that we don't even like little Chai chickens.

That remark stabbed the little girl and her mother. They didn't go to uptown primary and secondary schools. The little girl is still in primary school in her village, but she knows that she has to work hard and get the first place in the exam every year. Finally, she was admitted to County No.1 Middle School with the first place in the town. Later, she was admitted to a normal school and taught in a primary school.

The children were very moved after hearing the story. Teacher Wu said that girl was me.

Hearing this, he had tears in his eyes. Unexpectedly, the teacher is also a poor child. The teacher gave a gift to others and was rejected! By contrast, how happy he is.

The teacher said, classmates, everyone should know that everyone has dignity, whether poor or rich, so is this egg the best gift the teacher has ever received?

Everyone clapped, and he lay on the table crying.

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Appreciate the classics of famous people about morality, civilization and etiquette! Urgent! Zhou: Kind, rich and noble.

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Hmm (expressing hesitation, etc.) ... I think we can refer to the Three Character Classics, Disciples Rules and The Analects of Confucius. The ancients, like Confucius, had a good ancient ceremony. Suggest that those can refer to it ~

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Bertrand Russell (1872- 1970) was an English philosopher, mathematician, logician, historian, atheist or agnostic in the 20th century.

He is also one of the most famous and influential scholars and pacifist social activists in the west in the last century.

Russell is also considered to have established analytical philosophy with Frege, Wittgenstein and Whitehead.

Famous writers appreciate the nostalgia of spring.

(Zhang Xiaofeng, Taiwan Province Province)

Spring must be like this: from the foot of the castle peak, a handful of snow can't hold on, with a splash, the cold face turns into a painted face, and a song is sung from the clouds to the foothills, from the foothills to the low and desolate villages, to the hedgerows, to the yellow webbed ducklings and to the soft and soluble spring mud.

So charming, so sensitive, but so chaotic. A thunder can make clouds cry all over the sky for no reason, and a cuckoo cry can make a city full of azaleas. When a gust of wind rises, every willow tree will sing a white, empty, inexplicable and inaudible fly. Every fly is a semicolon of a willow. Anyway, spring is so unreasonable and illogical, but it can still be good and calm.

Spring is destined to be like this: an old root clings to the dead stem of a pool full of dark leaves and flowers, and the roof beams of thousands of families in the north gently hold up a small empty bird's nest after being disturbed by snow and wind. Then, suddenly, one day, peach blossoms captured the water profiles of all the mountain villages. Willow trees control the royal ditch and the folk river head-the spring water is like Julian Waghann with a clear-cut flag, which is beautiful because of long-term pious prayer.

As for the name of spring, there must have been such a story: before the Book of Songs, before the Historical Records and before the characterization of Cang Xie, a lamb suddenly felt juicy when eating grass, a child suddenly felt soaring when flying a kite, a pair of legs suffering from wind pain suddenly felt comfortable, and Qian Qian suddenly felt the blood of water when washing yarn by the river.

Birds can start measuring the sky again. Some are responsible for measuring the blue of the sky, some are responsible for measuring the transparency of the sky, and some are responsible for measuring the height and depth of the sky with those wings. Not all birds are excellent mathematicians. They chattered and counted, looked around, and finally dared not publish statistics.

As for all the flowers, they have been given to the butterfly to count. Give all the pistils to the bees for cataloging. All the trees were ruined by the wind. Leave the wind to the old wind chimes in front of the eaves to remember and inquire one by one.

Spring must be like this, or, somewhere, is it still like this? Through the black forest of chimneys, I want to visit the spring wandering in the distant years.