When countless people are paying tribute to those famous and prestigious celebrities, I suddenly smell a trace of sadness and loneliness in countless burning and eager eyes.
"The river of no return, the waves have wiped out the romantic figures of the ages", but this romantic figure has been respected by generations: their merits, their achievements, their most glamorous side in this world, however, their loneliness is an indelible shadow behind the "brilliant" tall buildings!
Who has ever seen emperors bury mountains of memorials alone in the middle of the night when thousands of families in Qian Qian are asleep? He has the scenery above ten thousand people, but also has the helplessness of staying up late.
Who has ever seen Zhu Gekongming look up at the sky, thinking about the first emperor, thinking about the ambition to make a good start, and thinking about the pain and resentment that the five attacks on the Central Plains failed to achieve great things? He has the wisdom of getting rid of the enemy in an empty city, and he also has the sorrow of unfulfilled ambition.
Who has seen Mr. Lu Xun's ignorance of the people of China and indifference to the situation that reality can't be redeemed? Who knows that he has a powerful spear that can criticize the shortcomings of the times, but under the huge gap between hope and reality, he also has deep sorrow.
From ancient times to the present, there are many celebrities like the above, and they also have loneliness mixed with glory.
This loneliness is too deep to tell, too thick to melt. It is Du Fu's old helplessness that "the hut was broken by the autumn wind". That's Lu You's sadness when he listened to "Rainy November 4th". It is the loss of Li Yu's "going to the west wing alone without words, the moon is like a hook".
To some extent, loneliness in panic is inevitable. When fighting for glory, it is a contest between yourself and yourself, and it is lonely; When I climbed to the peak of glory, my self-centered spirit was lonely; After the glory, people's admiration and reverence seem to widen the distance between you and mortals, which is also loneliness. "Heroes are never lonely", because heroes do things that ordinary people can't do and think of the future that ordinary people can't predict. Just like the gods that people fear, they are perfect, but they have no right to get together with people on earth.
Glory and loneliness coexist. People often think that lonely people are sad, but the loneliness of countless people with lofty ideals sets off their brilliance.
The loneliness of heroes is a positive attitude towards life and a higher requirement for ideals to surpass ordinary people. This loneliness injects a persistent and unyielding life.
The loneliness of a hero is a person's watch on life.
Model essay 2, the melody of life
Pour a pot of wine to solve the ancient west wind; Set foot on a road, search for old dreams, don't complain about desolation, let it be covered by yellow sand: quietly facing the pavilion, it is a cool autumn.
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The greatest reward that life gives us and the greatest pursuit that life can achieve are all worthy of our pioneering and innovative efforts in this world. What runs through it is the melody of life-loneliness and glory.
Flowers applause makes people get carried away, cynicism makes people depressed, gossip makes people angry and sad. As the saying goes, "Don't bully, look at flowers in front of the pavilion, stay or stay unintentionally, look up at the clouds in the sky ..." It's really not easy to be so free and easy. If you want to achieve a brilliant life, you don't need to be vigorous, just plain, and always keep a lonely but not lonely soul. It is out of respect and respect for life itself.
Shallow green leaves give a strong flavor of life, while faint flowers decorate a strong poetry. Ruan Ji and Sun Deng's horns shine brilliantly, which I think is wonderful; I think Tao Yuanming's seclusion is wonderful, because he doesn't bend over for five buckets of rice; Su Wu made a brilliant life with his heroism, which I think is wonderful. However, don't Li Yu's concern for the country and the people, the sentimental feelings of Qingzhao and Cao's compassion for others all breed brilliance in loneliness? Loneliness and glory are the melody of life, leading us to different life realms.
Year after year, things are different, life is like January, and there is a gap between profit and loss. Everything in the world creates brilliance in loneliness. Mountains tell great stories in loneliness, rivers express magnificence in loneliness, blue sky reveals itself in loneliness, and the earth is brewing eternity in loneliness. Don't think that the river trickles into the distance, which means that there is no attachment between the two sides. It is a kind of brilliance, a kind of beauty, and beauty is like a water lily blowing in the breeze in the lotus pond under the moonlight. My life is ordinary, but I am not ordinary because of it. I want to achieve greatness in the ordinary and gain glory in the great. Vast silence overflowed the sobs in the depths of my life and soaked my loss after the seas dried up and the rocks crumbled. I no longer have the sadness of "wounds, broken buildings and dusk lights"; There is no longer the feeling that "drinking is a song and life is geometry"; There is no longer the worry of "thinking that your husband will make you old, and the years will be late". What I want is Su Dongpo's philosophical view that "the Yangtze River surrounds the countryside and knows its beauty". Don't give up your freedom because of gains and losses, be self-satisfied, keep your mind unchanged, maintain your independent personality from beginning to end, and let life show eternal beauty.
What flows in the lonely river is the feelings of history, what falls in the dew of each flower is the cycle of seasons, and the bits and pieces of autumn rain have become the attachment of the earth to green flowers. As always, the seasons go round and round, and the white pony of life comes and goes in a hurry, without hesitation or tears. Instead of looking through the eyes and crying through the corner, I ride my horse and whip, so that the melody of life-loneliness and glory will bloom charming forever.