Knowledge about the Roman Empire is one of the legacy of that time, although it is not useful. The nerve synapses in my brain responsible for the Roman Empire are very strong, and I can still recite the names of all the emperors... well, I think about it and forget about the rest of Caracalla... For that matter, I know that well. A piece of history. I went to Xi’an for my undergraduate graduation trip. There was a small exhibition of Roman artifacts in the Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum. I was talking and I found a circle of people around me... For me, those names are brain spas. Anyone that comes out is a bunch of spas. story. In the story, there is the sweetest love, the coldest revenge, the grandest banquet, the darkest cage, the most invincible hero, and the most helpless to do nothing. They are alive, wearing armor, toga or naked in front of me, crying and laughing, most of the time sleeping, they are my friends. (Of course the nakedness is limited to women)
And at the time, they were my only friends... Maybe. The classmates have all voted for some supergirls, and they have to use my mobile phone. Are you sick please? You have to know that Caesar's handsome tent is on the southernmost side of Sicily, and the Mediterranean can lick his robe, and he is about to attack North Africa. What World of Warcraft are you addicted to, is it funny to have my world of Rome fun? Will your hero attack from all sides to prop up a broken country, but be conspired by his own side when he beats the Persians? Rome is my dynasty song, the wine pond meat forest, everything you need. It's also my peach blossom source, I don't know Wei Jin? so what. I don't need the whole world, and vice versa.
So another legacy is loneliness. Or don't know how to get along with people. Poor friends with few friends, just like parents, and girlfriends...not to mention. Isolation is my default behavior mode, and I often ignore people inexplicably, let alone "maintain" "interpersonal relationships." Most people in their lives leave silently, and the only ones struggling to stay are the unfortunate guys who have a deep bond with me, such as my parents.
I also want to change this, especially every time my life enters a new stage. To enter the university, I must have a good relationship with my classmates! As a result, they didn't ask me to get married. Go to work, enter the society, behave, you have to fight interpersonal relationships wherever you go! As a result, every job did not leave much personal friendship. The reason is very clear, and you know what it should be, but it is not transformed into a real motivation. It will only see how bad you are, and it will only increase anxiety.
Of course this cannot blame Rome. Presumably without it, I will find other shells to live in. If you want to blame it, just blame your inferiority complex (but the more you blame it, the more you will be inferiority complex). You don't love yourself enough, so you need to love other things to make up for it. Some people are lucky. They love socializing, so Eason Chan said what's wrong with extroverted lonely patients. And I, who loves Rome, don’t know how to evaluate.
I have seen many similar people since I went to college. Those who like trains, those who are addicted to the universe, and of course the most are still playing games. If human success is due to learning to collaborate efficiently, then I want to announce it loudly, hey! There is also a gene that makes humans introverted. These sets of RNAs are too shy, too lazy, and too untimely. Please help the human society to cut it off. Thank you, don’t let me drag a tail back to my ancestors.
However, most of the guys who like trains, are addicted to the universe, and play games are quite good. This makes the problem even more serious. Maybe my characteristics rather than commonness determine the direction of my life? But getting rid of commonality, characteristics are just a series of accidents. How can I control the accident. The length of Cleopatra's nose determines the fate of Anthony and the Roman Empire. Can the length of my nose also determine my life? Walking on the street, I often wonder why I am me, not a young man driving a luxury car, an oncoming beauty, a dad holding a pair of children... You only need to walk right on your stomach when you reincarnate. Most of the problems in life are Can be easily solved, including pathological Roman control, and poor emotional intelligence. Facing the huge contingency of human beings, most of the time I feel at a loss, and a small part of the time I am complacent, but just to make it more painful the next time I fall.
To understand the above content, when I saw Pascal’s words one day, it was like thunder. He said: "When I think of my life being short, it is submerged in eternity before and after. The space I fill, even the space I can see is extremely small, submerged in my ignorance and ignorance of my infinity. In the vast space. This makes me feel terrified, and I am surprised that my body appears here instead of there, now instead of then. "
I don't know, I just watched a movie and wanted to write a film review. What kind of stuff are those above? In fact, what I want to say is that the movie looks cool, but the story is completely unpolished. The exaggerated product of the impetuous age is as gorgeous as a bubble.
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