What is war?
Andre hates the social and pleasures of the nobles, and he wants to kill the enemy on the battlefield to make achievements and gain honor. So, when he was finally on the front line, when the army had no way to retreat, he resolutely waved the flag and led the soldiers to fight to the death. . When Prince Andrew set foot on the battlefield for the second time, he and two battalions stood on standby as a reserve, and he paced quietly and vigorously--an example of a soldier, although the shells were blasted at his side; Hit, when the grass is everywhere, the body is on it.
Pierre always wanted to do something for the war. So a bright old man wearing a white top hat appeared clumsily among the blood-colored firelight, dust and smoke, and the ranks of the lower class. Prepared to die, Pierre was splashed with black mud and strolled in the fire; finally, several French soldiers rushed in one after another, and he resorted to fighting the bear and his buddies in Petersburg back then. The police bundled up and threw the dude's strength into the river, killing four enemies.
Commander Kutuzov was unwilling to fight an inconclusive battle. Caught between the arrogant Emperor Napoleon and the young and arrogant Tsar, he could only obey His Majesty's orders to fight against the Napoleon, and once fell asleep at the decision-making scene. In the Great Patriotic War, despite the heavy casualties, he had to say loudly, where he lost, where he lost, he was clearly victorious! Finally, a report came from the front that Napoleon was withdrawing from Moscow. He turned around and covered his face, crying.
Captain Tushin had several cannons under his command. When the large army retreated, the artillerymen were still projecting selflessly, with great enthusiasm and confidence, but they knew that they were alone and helpless - no one notified them. In the end, Tushin's artillery was successful in the battle, but two artillery pieces were destroyed. The general asked him why he hadn't retreated. Tushin kept his mouth shut, not wanting to implicate other officers.
Petya, a teenage nobleman, overcame the obstruction of his family on the one hand, and courted the soldiers on the other, and finally joined the partisans in Moscow. He sharpened his bayonet, slept expectantly on the eve of the war, was shot and fell early in the morning when the army set off—without ever seeing the enemy.
Natasha had no chance to go to the front. She saw that her father gave all the carriages to the poor and the wounded in Moscow. She saw that Pierre went against the crowd and stayed in the empty city to assassinate Napoleon the Great. proud of his honor and weeping for the passing of his younger brother. She had done wrong, she had blamed herself for it, but she became the Virgin who guarded Andre's last moments, like the gorgeous and quiet light on the sea level.
Countless soldiers, in the symphony and mixed military music of the two armies, in the neatly drawn phalanx, were hit by artillery shells, never screaming and wailing, and died silently and with strict discipline. The teammates did not change their faces, and continued to advance across the corpse until they were in close contact with the French army.
What is war? For an individual, it is a loneliness, a life that cannot be violated, an honor desired by a hero, a redemption beckoned by death; a misunderstanding of life. My friend, who had nowhere to go when the new crown was raging, was trapped in a fighting room, and sighed: "Let me join the army, let me die on the front line without thinking." I said, you are not dying for your country, you are running away, trying to steal your reputation by a simple way of death.
Although everyone's purpose in participating in the war is different, the belief in defending the homeland is the same. The will of the group can easily overshadow the will of the individual, and the magnification of the individual can easily lead to the defocusing of the group. When it comes to war, a nation has no choice but to fight for its great people, for its vast and deep lands, such a nation is honorable.
(The war I see from its characters.)
Others would like to say:
Individual will is easily obscured by the will of the group. No matter which side it is, every individual in the war shines with the brilliance of humanity. French soldiers helped rescue Pierre's "daughter" from the fire, and the French soldiers captured by the Russians taught them to sing hometown songs...
Water mist, poetic lens. On the eve of Petya's war, crystal clear water droplets hung on the tips of maple leaves; when Prince Andrew met spring, the sun was turning among the leaves of the great oaks; Natasha poked out in the back garden surrounded by green vines. The head is as cute as a genie.
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