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Temporary happiness and eternal pain.
The quicksand slipped and the red leaves withered. The breeze is gone, and the running water is gone. Su Dongpo, who was boating on the Red Cliff, was deeply moved by this moment of heaven and earth, while Miss Lin, who is sentimental, regretted the banquet that ended in discord ... We really can't deny the rush of life. However, unyielding human beings still light torches and try to find eternity among the stars.

We can't forget Li Qingzhao, the melancholy beauty god standing in the autumn wind and yellow flowers. In the face of degraded mountains and broken homes, she lingered and hesitated. Thus, the phrase "I miss Xiang Yu to this day and refuse to cross the river east" jumped out of the paper, showing her profound sense of justice and concern for the country and the people incisively and vividly, leaving a long sky for future generations to always appreciate the wind of graceful words.

We can't forget Li Bai, a bold poet walking in Shu with a hip flask on his waist and a long sword on his back. Perhaps at the moment when he was ordered to go to Beijing, he saw the brilliant future of a "chrysanthemum"; Perhaps at the moment of "returning gold", he was destined to have an indissoluble bond with poetry and wine, and was destined to wander in the mountains and rivers all his life. In the face of wealth and beauty, Li Bai walked a little disappointed and disappointed. Maybe it's fate, maybe it's necessity. He left, "but let me keep a white deer on my green hillside and ride to you when I need you, Dashan." From then on, the Tang Dynasty lacked a royal scholar who decorated Taiping, but China's literary world gained an eternal star.

We can't forget Dr. San Lv whose heart is higher than the sky. In the face of his dilemma of "believing and seeing doubt, being slandered for loyalty", Qu Yuan was disheartened and eventually fell into the river, leaving infinite regrets for future generations. His life is short, his death is instantaneous, but his heroic heart of serving the country with death is eternal. "It's a long trip in Xiu Yuan, and I'll be excited about it." The image of a poet wearing a ballad remains the same in China.

People's coming and going, life and death, are the interweaving of moment and eternity. Death is always full of pain and despair in some people's eyes. They refuse to age, they long for rebirth, they are full of expectations for their beliefs, but they are afraid of getting nirvana in the storm and thunder. In the face of life, their desire for survival is so strong that once life becomes fragile, they seem to be at a loss. If Nietzsche left an elegy and Hemingway left an elegy, then Haizi and Gu Cheng left endless elegies.

When this book turns a new page, we see another interpretation of life. Qu Qiubai sat quietly on the ground, facing the green hills all around, and his face was calm and serene; Ji Kang played Guangling San, and the sad music still seemed to reverberate in the dark sky. "If you die, you will be in the same mountain." Tao Qian's voice is still slowly flowing in the clear spring rippling Nanshan.

The beauty at this moment is gorgeous, precious and an extreme beauty. Whether the meteor drags its long tail across the sky, or the red sun leaps out of the sea to shine brightly, whether the epiphyllum is shyly put on at night wrapped in colorful clothes, or the gorgeous firecrackers flash in the sky instantly, they all release their passion and life. Maybe God always destroys some beautiful things for us to see intentionally or unintentionally, and when this kind of beauty comes at the cost of life and dignity, it is precious and particularly touching-because it not only creates instant shock, but also creates eternal memory.