The little brother lost his sister's only pair of shoes because of his playfulness. My father worked very hard, my mother was seriously ill, and the family had no money to buy a new pair of shoes. From a child's perspective, the film tells how two brothers and sisters find a way to solve the problem of shoes. What I'm talking about here is not the movie, but the ending of the movie.
Finally, my brother participated in the school's long-distance running competition, because the prize for the third place was a pair of sneakers. He wanted to get the third runner-up so that he could change a pair of shoes for his sister. However, in the process of running, he tried his best and won the first place without noticing. The physical education teacher was happy, and the principal was happy, and they all came to take a photo with him holding the trophy. However, in front of the camera, he kept his head down, burst into tears, and felt sad.
Obviously, there was a misunderstanding between him and the teacher about what to fight for. For him, he just wants to win the third place and a pair of shoes; for the physical education teacher and the principal, what he is fighting for is the honor of champion, because it has practical benefits. They did not reconcile this misunderstanding. In our environment, there is no such misunderstanding.
We have been instilled since childhood that, as the successors of the new society, we must have a sense of honor. But what is honor? The Encyclopedia entry explains it as: "When one's value relationship (status, achievement and ability) belongs to a larger value system and is recognized and valued by this value system, a sense of honor will arise." Let me translate it: the sense of honor is a person's driving force that can be replaced by a slogan that can be turned over and over according to the situation, the prizes or benefits obtained can be replaced by abstract ideals, and the psychological state when collective vanity is satisfied. It's a nickname for the "collective sense of honor."
As we all know, today is an era without a sense of collective honor. Even if there is, under certain circumstances, the impulses caused by hormone secretion, rapid heartbeat, and rising blood pressure will not always be safe like the red era. More often, people are not concerned with their own affairs and sweep the snow in front of their doors. The reason is that under our educational system, teachers lead us to "build the plank road in the open and cross the Chencang in the dark". The slogan on the surface is collective honor, and the secret activities are personal fame and fortune. In this regard, students and teachers maintain a high degree of agreement.
We all had this experience when we were in school. If this class wins the championship in the sports meeting, we will be bright on the face, but the shelf life of this kind of glory is before entering the classroom. Once the students took their seats and the teacher stood on the podium, all the brilliance was eclipsed. Because everyone knows that this is temporary and irrelevant, what matters is academic performance. To make the sense of honor last long, it is necessary to improve the class ranking. In this way, the teacher will go to the podium for several days to sing loudly, and sing again and again. Because they were praised and rewarded for their meetings. As for the ranking in the sports meeting, you will only get a certificate of poor paper quality, and you will not get any actual benefits by chanting in the loudspeaker before the class exercise.
Although no one has pointed it out, students and teachers are tacit: only in terms of academic performance, students and teachers have a relationship of "one prosperity, one loss and one loss". Therefore, no matter how the teachers appeal, how we follow the trend, or what we should do, our hearts are like a mirror.
In "One Hundred Years of Solitude", Colonel Aureliano Buendía and Colonel Gerineldo Márquez said when talking about war: It is better to fight without knowing what to do. Or, fighting for something that means nothing to anyone. Ancient and modern, all over the world, there are always times when people throw their heads and shed their blood, but don't know why. Some of them are to liberate themselves, while the vast majority of them listen to the words of the wise. The wise men gave them a beautiful prospect, a distant golden world, which they called "the great ideal." Therefore, people feel that they are fighting for a great ideal, shouting slogans that can be changed at will according to different situations, and unconsciously become noble.
This era is an era without ideals and arrogant qualities. It is impossible for people to fight for the distant and beautiful progress, and it is impossible to fight for the liberation of themselves. People only have one "real" goal, which is what Yu Minhong said: to be a big tree, not a small grass. In such an era, it is not easy for everyone to be deceived, but it is easy to be deceived, because everyone knows what they want, but they don't know how to find it. So we have a high degree of consistency with the demagogues, who take us out of the grass, and we make them flourish who are already big trees. In the context of our times, we can follow Li Yang to shout: "I Love Losing Face", "Learning English well is patriotism", such high-spirited but hypocritical slogans, we can raise our right hand and sing "We are the successors of communism", But in our hearts, there is another set of slogans that make us know what we are and what we want.
Confucius said: "Only superior knowledge and inferior ignorance remain unchanged", which means that only people with high wisdom, or simply fools, will not be deceived by others. Of course, we can absolutely say that we are "supreme knowledge", because in this environment where the national security situation is very good, people will not become stupid, but only become smart. However, also became forgetful, and more and more serious. Just as we have forgotten the original meaning of collective honor, slowly we will forget the others.
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