That's how I know myself. As long as I don't use the cannonball and the tiger stool, I will not change these views of myself to death.
However, when I graduated from junior high, I was extremely obsessed with Confucian self-reflection and Mao’s criticism and self-criticism. What flaws?), sincerely and boldly said to the classmates who have been classmates for three years: Please write down your true views of me in the message book, write down my shortcomings, give me some suggestions, let me improve it is perfect Your own! As a result, kids around 15 years old wrote these words in my gorgeous and sincere book: A little selfish! Some pride, look down on people! You just look down on people a little bit, and completely ignore the feelings of others! A little bit clever! . . . . .
After reading these hot and straightforward words, I thought about it for a second, and then sealed up this book and put it in a place where I would never see others nor find it. It wasn't until I graduated from university that I went through countless mental sufferings and ups and downs, and then I looked back again to face my weakness and the complexity of human nature. And I accepted them one by one. I think this is a human being, an animal with two hairless legs that walks upright, with a so-called intelligent brain that has evolved from Paramecium, with a long complex DNA growing in its body. The double helix, this bright thing, is called a gene. When facing themselves, few people are truly humble, and there is no real sense of inferiority. When they know themselves, most people have the confidence to be lonely and self-respectful. His innocence.
Watching "The Devil's Advocate" starring Al Pacino and Chino Reeves, I am deeply in love with the deafening line: vanity, my favorite sin! (Vanity, my favorite sin!)
The so-called original sin, as I understand it, is something that everyone has, and that they are born and brought along by death. People have to fight against it all their lives, and those of high moral character only get short-lived victories. If you don’t believe me, let’s take a look at the perfect display that Master Kurosawa gave us 60 years ago.
The characters in "Rashomon" represent almost all of humanity: robbers, warriors, farmers, weak women, idlers, monks, and officials. . . . Let's watch a wonderful performance of humanity. Even knowing that he will definitely be sentenced to death, the robber still does not forget to exaggerate his bravery, and portray himself as a martial artist, a real man who is very powerful, affectionate, and dedicated to true love, but in fact, he is as timid as a rat, nasty and sloppy. I don't know what love is at all. A weak woman thinks she is a chaste woman, weak and helpless, unable to seek death and do not want to survive. Even a warrior who has died, no longer body, turned into a ghost, can't face himself directly. The ghost is also vain and good-faced. With the help of the wizard, it talks about the shame of the woman's ruthless robber and its own greatness. What's even more exciting is that even the character farmer tried to restore the truth as much as possible, but also deliberately concealed his original intention of getting money. . . . .
Fortunately, in the end, I really can’t bear to talk about the despair of life. Kurosawa let the simple and kind farmer bravely take on the responsibility of human self-reflection and face life. It is like a dark night, let everyone see a little bit of dawn. The shimmer. With this little light, human beings have the courage to continue to thrive and survive. But to say that he is the spirit of all things is really a shame to the biological world.
However, because of this, human nature has both yin and yang, love and hate, vanity and sincerity, arrogance and humility, human beings are humans, and the world is rich and wonderful because of it. What we need to do is to recognize the gloom of human nature and face it calmly, because this is the original sin that everyone can't escape.
The black and white film "Rashomon" clearly and unmistakably conveys the black and white of human nature, and once again uses facts to eloquently tell us: the truth does not exist. It is so difficult to express, you can only make your own choices and judgments. In this sense, a journalist whose ultimate goal is to expose the truth is really a desperate career. For ordinary people, most of the facts and character in the entire world are like looking at flowers in the mist, looking at the moon in the water, you must know how difficult it is to make factual judgments through the fog. A career that can't be done perfectly.
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