How can a rooster write an argumentative essay without pearls and wheat?
The cock with tears of pearls threw away the pearls he found when he was rummaging for food, and said, "Although this baby is dazzling, it is useless to me. We don't want chickens, ducks, sheep and pigs in our hospital, and I don't use this treasure. " This is really a bit of the spirit of "I'm a gangster, who am I afraid of?" If the rooster is just a natural chicken who eats food, we can't say anything more, because no matter how beautiful the pearl is, it really doesn't mean anything to it. The problem is that the rooster knows that the pearl is a treasure but thinks it is useless and throws it away. This is worth thinking about. In our daily life, there are indeed countless people who are similar to roosters. They can judge whether they are actually beneficial to themselves and whether they are used to measure the value of things. This reminds me of a wonderful essay by Mr. Qian Zhongshu, Explaining Illiteracy, which contains a thought-provoking quip: A fashionable lady said to Whistler, a great painter, "I don't know what is good, I only know what I like." Westerlo bowed and replied, "Dear madam, in this respect, my wife sees the same as a wild animal." Really, the difference between civilized human beings and savage beasts is that human beings have a cross-subject view. So he can separate the truth from his own interests, the good, the evil and the ugly from his love and hate. He is not inextricably linked with daily life, but tries to criticize himself by jumping out of his mortal bones. Therefore, in addition to the actual response, he also knows the truth; Besides teaching and contributing, I also know that I have knowledge; Besides looking at the photos of movie stars, I also know that there are lofty fine arts; Although I cherish my life, I also understand the value of martyrdom. Born as a human being, it is inevitable to do a few stupid things, eat fruits that should not be eaten, and love things that are not worthy of love; But I have my own balance in my heart, and I refuse to reverse right and wrong and defend myself by killing good and bad. He knows that what he should do is not necessarily what he loves to do. This kind of self-division, deviation from knowing and doing, produces tragedy when nervous, and turns into irony when loose. Only animals are born knowing and doing as one, because they don't know that there is an ideal higher than their own lust. After all kinds of hardships, from monkeys to humans, it is easy to confuse hobbies with values and become a beast with a human face. I'm sorry, Darwin. Not just sorry, it's betrayal. A person who clearly has real values is determined to abandon values and even truth and indulge in depravity. And taking many people as evidence shows that his depravity is not unusual, possible and justified, so it is correct. Although it is very common in our life, it is unforgivable to prove that our mistakes are correct by others' same mistakes. They deliberately obliterate the truth and destroy the value. I think if Pearl knew, she would shed tears. Pearls will regret why they made pearls instead of wheat. I think of a sentence "I love our country, but who loves me?" Master Qin's desperate crying is even more worrying: "If you have money, you should eat, drink, gamble and run amok, and don't do good deeds!" The tragedy of life is that some people "destroy valuable things for others to see." Do we really want this tragedy to continue?