——Mr. Cao Xueqin
and Huang Renyu talked about the social structure in Chinese history, saying that it is like a huge "submarine sandwich bread", the upper part is called the bureaucratic class, the lower part is called the peasants, whether the economic connection between the upper and lower is smooth or not, It constitutes the basic driving force for the rise and fall of Chinese history. Mr. started by studying the finance and taxation of China in the Ming Dynasty. He is good at using the method of induction to highly compress historical materials, and talking about the past and the present in the way of "big" history writing. Of course, he is better than the historians of the dynasties who used the right time and place to comment on history. Can't bear to release. Thinking of this submarine sandwich bread, it also fits into the distinction between the minority and the majority. The opposition between the two is a gift from heaven, they cannot be matched, and they cannot be mixed up. If the minority is the majority, the people will have nowhere to rely on, and the lessons of history are tragic, and there will be no more words.
It is my helplessness to use the word God-given. This problem has plagued me for a long time, and I have been thinking about it repeatedly, but I cannot get an epiphany. Lu Fangweng's "But I can't see Kyushu's sympathy", Tang Xianzu's "There is only love that is hard to tell", Cao Xueqin's "Implicity", and Chen Yinke's "Looking for Poetry" are all out of the same confusion. Some people are so obsessed with the question of the meaning of life, even if they leave their wives and children, even if they are in the vast sea and desert, they will walk alone without turning back. In the end, this is a decision that is only related to oneself, so it cannot be explained by means of economics or any simple external conditions. For it, even close relatives may not be able to help, so once you make a decision, you will fall into absolute loneliness. . Eliot said: "Anyone who wants to continue to write poetry after the age of 25 must have a sense of history." This sense of history, from the exploration of the past, from the call to the source, from the nostalgia for the hometown, Out of a special desire for one's own position. Human beings are mortal, and God let this mortal being come to this world to travel, what does he want to tell us, who I am, where I am, and where I am going.
The soul has no place to rely on, the horizon is wandering, the long road is long, and it is full of loneliness. The future is full of chance, too unpredictable, and now the only hope seems to be to go to the beginning, to the certain past, to place my soul there, and try to see if I can penetrate the vision of God. The light and heavy film review "Wandering for the Return" wrote brilliantly: "In the pub, Travis handed the battered photo to his eight-year-old son Hunter. The photo was of a deserted sandy field called Paris. . Paris, Texas. Hunter frowned and asked, do you want us to live on a pile of dust? Travis smiled sadly and drank his drink. Perhaps by this time he was already I saw the end." Travis, who knew that he was different from his family, finally chose to exile himself. Suddenly I felt that Travis looked very like Zhang Chu, thin, innocent, simple, and especially distressing. Why seek out Paris, Texas? Because that's where I started.
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