Give me a beautiful article.

I like riding a bike on sparsely populated roads. Occasionally a few pedestrians look at my back from the side of the road. I like excitement and wildness. At that moment, I didn't have to look into other people's eyes. My eyes always look forward. This is the only release in my life.

In The Unbearable Lightness of Life, Kundera tries to release and make people abandon the kitsch in the world. After the failure of his marriage, Thomas, the hero, can completely forget the responsibility of life and live among countless mistresses, which has become his life principle. However, in the end, he chose marriage again for Teresa, and finally maintained that marriage to the end of his life. Finally, the novel concludes that we have no choice. Kundera doubted the ultimate meaning of life, but he didn't deny it in the end because he couldn't deny it. We can never live in what we call a perfect world. We have the right to pursue, but the beginning of doubt is doomed to failure. So I thought of Li Shutong again, intentionally or unintentionally. Maybe he just chose to escape the "kitsch" of society, which is incredible and irresponsible to everyone. Is this really an escape from kitsch? How can we be sure it won't be another kitsch? How do we distinguish between lightness and heaviness of life? Finally, how to explain the unbearable lightness and unbearable heaviness in our lives? This is an unanswered question. Just like Kundera's doubt, it's just doubt, but it can't be solved.

Just as we can never find an exact standard to evaluate the right and wrong of the world, we are used to condemning something we think is wrong with moral standards. However, law and morality are not completely consistent. Everyone has the right to choose his own attitude towards life, and we have our own ideas, so we can't find a statement that can be called truth in all fields of sociology. We have been arguing between idealism and materialism, and no one can convince anyone. We can't find a reason that everyone can accept, so we each stick to our own principles and views and think that is the truth.

We suddenly find that we live to convince others, to convince others to admit our life values, but forget that when you are trying to convince others, others are trying to convince you. We all have the right to choose our own attitudes and values. Everyone's thoughts can never go to the same track. Why can't we convince ourselves? Let others see your attitude without asking others to follow it. Many things in life are beyond our personal endurance. The heterogeneous existence advocated by postmodernism may not be absolutely correct, but it can at least give us some release. Why are we still worried about how to live in the eyes of others until now?

The problem that Kundera suspected and tried to solve was not solved in the end, because there are others when people are alive, and the world is not one's. And does this mean that we must be "kitsch" and live in the eyes of others forever? Actually, most of us are like this. We often make excuses for ourselves. We choose to undertake all the things we shouldn't or should undertake, but we have never really lived for ourselves once. After the passage of time, we often sigh that we are running farther and farther away from the original track. We are still complaining about this society while recalling, but in fact, we have never had the courage to choose our own life, and we have been following others. We don't have to be completely irresponsible and reckless like Thomas. But we have the right to choose what we desire, instead of constantly denying ourselves and stepping on others' roads for the sake of others' eyes. In the end, we found that this is the road paved for you by this society. You are just one of countless people, and your values are given to you by others. You left your original things far away and can't find them anymore. When you are old, you symbolically sigh at the old vine. We are too kitsch to kitsch.

We should never complain about anything to others. All this is our choice, and complaining about ourselves can only be a denial of our choice, and regretting that our choice is not the attitude we should have at all. Living with the attitude of everyone in the world is the beginning of our kitsch. What we call "as light as a feather" may become the most unbearable pain for you in the end. Any choice in this world may be interpreted as "kitsch". And we can't use this reason to deny ourselves and live in the eyes of others. The lightness and heaviness of our life should be chosen by ourselves and ultimately borne by ourselves. Whether we can bear it in the end or not, it is more meaningful than others' final choice!

As always, enjoy the feeling of running alone on the road, which is exciting and wild. Anyone can see my posture and back, but I can't see their eyes. I kept staring ahead, turned to Ma Pingchuan, and then entered the next unknown corner!

Wave your sleeves and draw the ground for your brother.

It is a rare courage and an extreme of life to wave one's skirt and draw a row for one's brother.

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Generally, open-minded people will feel that love is gone, so they will be friends and never feel better. It's rare to have a relationship in my life, and even if I miss it, I'm still a friend. However, I don't think so. Without love, it is better to wave one's clothes and sleeves, delimit the territory for each other, perform their duties and do not invade each other.

Maybe people like me will be mistaken for heartless people, but they are not. Some people will say that the old love is still there anyway. Why such an extreme denial? I used to think it was a good choice to keep some good memories, but now I feel tired of missing many things in the past.

Man, why do you always ask for trouble? It doesn't matter who was right or wrong in previous love. No feeling is a thing of the past. For the past, more thoughts are more about the entanglement of life. Many times, we are asking for trouble, holding a bunch of messy past events, so many times, the result is still misty-eyed. Then, turn over and forget it. Don't wronged yourself and beg others.

Some people like to betray a so-called love, in order to express their guilt, but also insincerely want to be friends with you, occasionally to confess. Perhaps, in order to show his hypocritical demeanor, I am extremely disdainful of such people, and even have no intention to hum in my nose. It's really ironic that you pretend to be a gentleman when you are obviously a villain, but the result is still hypocrisy. How tired is it to get along with such people? It's really cruel to yourself to wave clothes and sleeves with such people and not paint the ground for them. Why do you want to wronged yourself for the so-called insincerity?

In fact, many times, you will feel that your sky is bright and the blue sky and white clouds are so comfortable with a wave of your clothes sleeves. Sometimes facing the dark clouds for a long time, I look up and find it whiter and purer. If your eyes are always on this cloudy sky, how can you enjoy the pleasant blue sky and white clouds in other moods?

Sometimes it's not an carelessness, but an abandonment of mistakes and a re-examination of a new life. Only by protecting yourself can we love ourselves to the greatest extent and love others. Have been bothering yourself in many hopeless past, are you really cruel to yourself? We can't be cruel to others, let alone ourselves. Wave your sleeves well and bid farewell to the past; Carefully scrutinize the land and cherish the old feelings.

Swinging clothes and sleeves to row the ground for big brother is a kind of crispness and neatness. Many times, we will be indecisive, and the result of such hesitation is still tired. It is better to open your sleeves and let everything go with the wind; It's better to brush it and let it all go away. This crispness does not require much thinking. Sometimes the more you think about it, the more you will delay your actions, which will make people hesitate again and again, and sometimes you will make wrong decisions. Life is afraid of constant interruption and chaos. Therefore, it is the best policy to take it easy when it is time to make a move.

It also takes a kind of courage to wave the sleeves for Ge. Sometimes the secular vision may not be correct, and public opinion often likes to follow the crowd. It can be seen which is more popular with the public, one likes to explain and the other doesn't. An addict often likes to explain too much, perhaps to win sympathy or cover up his mistakes. ...

Under the hype of this group of people, maybe sometimes the white becomes black and the black is painted white. Some people may say that I am ridiculous, but I have met such people and such things. Now that I think about it, I really want to smile under the covers. How can anyone be so shameless? However, this also requires courage, which is not something that ordinary people can do. However, as long as you have the courage, everything will come back to you.

Waving clothes and sleeves, painting the ground for Ge, is sometimes an absolute momentum. Many times, we timidly want to show our own atmosphere and show our friendliness, but people take advantage of us and then snicker at your helplessness and ignorance. Life has ups and downs, and sometimes it's not necessarily a bad thing to be cruel to yourself. You can't always try to win others' sympathy with tears in your eyes. It is better to protect yourself and love yourself first.

Swing the sleeves of clothes and draw the floor for my brother. Say goodbye to the past and still live a cool and calm life.

The years are quiet and moving forward indifferently.

When I am alone, I like to make a cup of green tea, play a piece of music and immerse myself in my heart. In the melodious melody, scenes pass by like water, either picturesque or light as smoke. Time really waits for no one, bloom flowers fall, clouds roll and clouds are comfortable, youth is getting old, and bloom flowers fall. In the flow of day and night, people have unconsciously entered middle age.

The noisy times have gone away like the wind, but the heart honed by life has become quiet and soft, sowing warm seeds and sprouting a peaceful state of mind. No longer chasing a bustling, knowing that time is a ruthless sword, it will make all things in the world happy, good flowers will inevitably be colorful, and there will be a bleak day. Only those dull years, accompanied by our simple life, watching the running water and smelling the birds and flowers, came to the end of life together.

Walking freely on the earth, I like the faint scenery and the general charm of ink and wash. I was amazed at the diversity of nature and fell in love with its fresh beauty. Under the clear sky, surrounded by green mountains and green waters, the crystal stones in the stream and the beautiful scenery make people uneasy, and life instantly washes away the dust. I appreciate a flower in the rain, a pine tree on the top of the mountain, a line of water flowing in the wasteland and a cloud floating in the sky. They have different postures, are free, detached from the world, take things as they are, face the sky and the earth indifferently, and keep the quiet beauty away from the noise.

At this time, I can't help but think of Tagore's poem "Death is as beautiful as autumn leaves". Autumn leaves are the last scenery of a leaf, and death is the end of life. When death comes, it will remain beautiful, but it is too sad and shocking. Of course, keeping the soul beautiful in the face of death is not only a noble life, but also a beautiful life. Jingmei has an inner spirit, pays attention to inner cultivation, and is more of a portrayal of the spirit.

Everyone's mind needs nourishment. In this lush season, I will meet the spring breeze in Hexi, follow the winding path, come to the vibrant wilderness, linger in the flower sea and the green world, watch bees flying butterflies, listen to larks singing, the fresh air comes to my face, the warm feeling flows all over my body, and a beautiful feeling grows quietly in my heart. On rainy days, choose a secluded place, hold your breath and listen to the rain by the window. The patter of rain is like the melody played by the guzheng, which is crisp and long, making people relaxed and enjoy a good time.

In the dead of night, a faint ray of light penetrated into the room through the window and scattered a little light on the ground. I am used to spreading my thoughts in a silent world and recording a warmth with colorful and warm words. If life is a journey, happiness and sadness are two long rails that closely follow us. In the eyes of optimists, bright colors often appear; Negative people always see a vague image. In this world, what is rare is that freedom and leisure, that ease and comfort.

Life is a mirror. If you smile at it, it will laugh, if you cry at it, it will cry. In that case, we might as well smile all the way and grow old calmly. I only hope that the years can stay in the world for a long time, such as a quiet smile on our lips, warm as flowers, gentle as water, soft and harmonious, and continuous. ...