However, something happened recently, which surprised me. Mr. Zhou came out to fight counterfeiting because his books were stolen by others, and he swore at those fake books. Mr. Zhou said that these books are rubbish no matter who wrote them. The implication is that only his books are not rubbish in the week, and others' books are rubbish. Zhou is actually an ordinary person, a very ordinary person, (at least in this case). His head, which claims to be full of Nietzsche's philosophy, thinks in the same way as ordinary people. I don't know whether Mr. Zhou has read that book carefully. If others can use Zhou's name, they won't steal other people's content. As far as I know, Pure Wisdom, which is called rubbish, is the work of Li Fang, a famous innovator. Zhou, have you read the contents of the book clearly? When you say other people's books are rubbish, have you ever thought with your mind full of philosophy and wisdom?
What you call rubbish, which I have the honor to read, is an "experience" of Li Fang, an innovative scholar. Although this book can't be said to be Li Fang's masterpiece, it is also a book full of philosophy and wisdom, which can inspire people after reading it!
I took time to look at Zhou's things these days, but I was disappointed after reading them. That's all! I finally understand why Zhou swore to me!
Zhou's Time and Temperament is a coquettish work, which is simply a philosophical Wang Guozhen and Yu.
Zhou himself is just an idle scholar. The so-called leisure literati is to write some irrelevant articles and make some irrelevant complaints, which can be read or not.
Zhou's Autobiography of the Mind disappointed me-they were only biographies that almost lost their literariness and ideological content. They are only biographies, and I can't read the great philosophical wisdom and rational flash behind them.
As an autobiography, a history of the soul looking back 60 years, it is not enough to have such a writing attitude. Here, it is difficult for me to read the writer's thorough introspection, introspection and repentance. Since the writer himself admits that he doesn't want to live in a daze, he should write an autobiography to make himself live more clearly. But unfortunately, in time and temperament, I can't read the crystallization behind the writer's efforts.
Autobiography should belong to a branch of commemorative biography, in the final analysis, it is an effort of human beings on the road of trying to be immortal. There is hardly an emperor, general and scholar who has not burned his ambition before it becomes an eternal dream. Even so, this pure solo show still has its historical and cultural value. For example, the wordless tablet of Wu Zetian, the statue of Peter the Great, and even the mark left by Napoleon on the nose of the Sphinx with a gun have finally become unique marks left by individuals in time because of their outstanding achievements. Autobiographies of literate people usually cannot reach such a large scale with state machines. A piece of paper and a pen is enough. However, whether this confession paper will be put into the water or hidden in a famous mountain can only be measured by one indicator: whether it has the value for others to read and learn from.
Every autobiography usually claims to be an inquiry and analysis of the self-soul, presenting and interpreting the unique individual life experience without reservation for others and history to learn from. Zhou is no exception, and he also holds a sign to ask the public for advice. Speaking of soul autobiography, I can't help thinking of Confessions, but I doubt whether Mr. Zhou can achieve such a kind of self-abuse, which is full of ascetic examination and overlooking of life, the times and himself. Judging from his previous understanding of his works, he is good at catering to the public and expressing himself. He is full of hobbies for secular interests but is willing to say lofty phrases as vulgar as philosophers. I don't believe that such a secular writer can suddenly transcend vulgarity, just like a butcher who is still selling meat in the market can suddenly pick up a delicate scalpel and perform heart bypass surgery.
With a skeptical attitude, I began to look for traces and even clues related to the soul in Zhou's autobiography. This is an expectant, dull and boring reading. Aside from my mind, I have to question where Mr. Zhou's status as a writer came from. I believe that the background of philosophy department of Peking University has helped him a lot, but no one can assume that someone must be an excellent writer just because he graduated from Peking University. Doctors can be everywhere, but an excellent writer must have a name built with accurate words and cutting-edge ideas. But then again, Mr. Zhou is a famous writer, which is known to the public and me, but fame does not mean Excellence. In this world, almost anyone who prints his code word in type can be named as a famous writer.
Let's look at the sentences used in the first paragraph of Zhou's autobiography, which are full of "calm and plain" in the traditional sense. Of course, another word is "insipid". Let's read: "On a certain festival, I went to my daughter's kindergarten to watch the children perform." In some programs, only a few children appear. During the performance, all the other children opened their eyes with envy. My daughter and another little girl couldn't help doing the actions in the program. I watched silently, only to understand how glorious it is to be selected by the teacher in the eyes of children. "
Regardless of whether the writing style is as decent as that of middle school students, it is surprising that the so-called psychoanalysis, if it starts from such a trivial matter as childhood, is too underestimating the readers. The authoritative perception of life about children's self-esteem and learning ways has been flooded and repeated, to the point where even the local evening paper disdains to publish such topics again. However, the analysis of Mr. Zhou's life begins with such a primitive detail.
Life is naturally made up of countless trivial things. In retrospect, it is nothing more than some fragments that are occasionally exposed. However, this does not mean that a person's autobiography can be just some fragments, mending the memory of snow mud, chickens and dogs, and then telling people that this is the most solemn cassock. Autobiography, starting from a vulgar detail, continues from an unremarkable piece of personal life to another. Mr. Zhou obviously tried to make every link of life full of Zen. For example, one of his childlike innocence fell in love with Sakyamuni when he realized death at an early age, and was moved to tears because he had the same realm as Buddha at an early age. Signs of narcissism, starting from this chapter, even if he repeatedly restrained, he said modestly: "In fact, I know that most children will have such confusion." However, the self-proclaimed state of being gifted at an early age is still on paper.
Rousseau's Confessions is world-famous, the most important reason is that he is ruthless when analyzing himself, and his dirty, vulgar, bad, greedy and selfish are honestly and ruthlessly exposed. It makes every reader tremble, as if he were watching the water. Everyone can spy on his hidden evil and share the secret with another soul. This is undoubtedly a kind of catharsis and a kind of redemption. After all, no one can be perfect except fools and God. Autobiography writing began with Mr. Rousseau, and there is an unwritten rule that you should confess a thing or two, or reveal some absolute privacy for people to spy on and confess. Zhou's autobiographical masterpiece naturally has a confession chapter-it's just that he has consumed almost all the means of subsistence in the book Confessions of a Father, so he has to take out the goldfish that killed his sister in his autobiography and feel saddened. This reminds me of a famous joke in decameron. The heinous villain confessed to the priest before he died. After repeated tears, he confessed to the priest the ugly secret that his nose was hurt by a menstrual apron. The priest was moved to tears. Unexpectedly, in such a dirty world, there will be such a pure person who blames himself for such a small mistake. After his death, the villain was chased as a saint by the church.
If Mr. Zhou's life's crime is limited to killing two goldfish, then we really have to raise our hands again, and the sage will be reincarnated.
After coping with the confession due in the autobiography, starting from the following paragraph, the whole autobiography began to flow downwards and entered the naked and undisguised narcissism. From a teenager's "yearning for pure spirit" to his "sensitive, fragile and lofty" high school days, and then to the "youngest" student in the philosophy department of Peking University, his classmate career with Guo Moruo's son Guo Shiying (1 year) and his correspondence with Guo Moruo (1 letter). Seeing this, an allusion came to mind again. Professor Lu Zixiao in Fortress Besieged, a letter from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and a letter from the Executive Yuan were decorated on the desktop in turn. Zhou only received a letter from Guo Moruo, so this letter is only enough to decorate an autobiography.
I skipped a long self-defense about "I am not idle, and articles outside my major are discussing the most fundamental philosophical issues", and finally I saw a topic entitled "Why am I not a doctoral supervisor?" After thousands of words of qualifications and admirers' admiration, he wrote: "I can't get the qualification of doctoral tutor!" " The rule that people over 57 can't take students is ridiculous in itself, so leave it alone. Why am I allowed to take care of students at the age of 57? I won't try to figure out the secret reason. I think the biggest reason is that I do nothing. I don't care whether my philosophical prose is academic or not. I don't write for statistics. However, because I wrote these things, my Nietzsche research and translation do not exist? Until now, am I still a recognized leader in this field? "Don't readers travel across mountains and rivers, bypassing so many tasteless words, just to see a scholar's dissatisfaction?
Objectively speaking, this is really an autobiography, and I have set up a monument for myself. In the power of discourse that you can control, a person can whitewash himself at will or be angry at will. Even if he wears the crown of the world on his head, no one can do anything to you. The only question is, who will listen? Who will go to see it? Who will believe this? With the aura of a famous philosopher and the laurel of a famous writer, readers use this as a selling point to open their autobiography in order to seek a philosopher's soul introspection, some guidance beyond the secular world, some unique personal experiences and a heavy echo from the depths of the soul, instead of a moth confined to itself, singing a disturbing and buzzing narcissistic song outside the screen window.
After reading Zhou's autobiography, he finally confirmed one thing. Like any white-haired lecturer in a university, he has made no achievements in his life and turned to deceive people outside his major. Gradually I felt good about myself, and I began to feel like I was excellent, just blaming society for being unfair to him. Finally, a book about masturbation in public was published, which made everyone sick.
In fact, anyone who writes an article, even an autobiography or even a diary, is talking to the world as long as it is not hidden in his drawer but published publicly. We don't know whether your thoughts are noble or humble. We don't know whether your intimate relationship with several women is good or bad. Your privacy belongs to you. What does it have to do with everyone? Don't you just want to use it to influence other people's audio-visual and brain, and influence it? Then, there is nothing wrong with some people who "write about themselves" and "want others to like, make others happy and attract others' attention", even if it is called "show".
If you are worried about being misunderstood by others and don't want others to think that this is a show, I think the best way is not to write an autobiography of anything. In this regard, Lu Xun, who only wrote a resume similar to his own, is an example.
After reading Time and Temperament, I think Zhou is streaking!
This teacher Zhou is really interesting. When streaking, let everyone close their eyes or just look at his chin. Of course, it is estimated that few people are interested in Mr. Zhou, who is nearly sixty years old. However, this does not affect Mr. Zhou's confidence in his figure and his subconscious desire to express himself. We can understand that Mr. Zhou wants to run naked and be shy. In fact, this desire to say whatever you want and give up whenever you want makes some people who like to observe and think suddenly have the desire to seek knowledge and explore. Thus, Mr. Zhou not only realized his ambition to show the public, but also took care of his sense of shame.
Because of the professional ethics of streaking, Mr. Zhou has always emphasized "honesty" until streaking. But as a famous humanist and young mentor, Mr. Zhou is also very conscientious. Therefore, he added, if he can't be "honest", it is because he must take care of others' thoughts, respect their privacy and avoid hurting others. I believe that all people with conscience will show their understanding and support. However, immediately after, Teacher Zhou couldn't help but add: "But some people have played an important role in my life. If I don't write about them, I can't tell my own experience. For example, when describing my emotional experience, I can't avoid writing about women who have had intimate relationships with me. " Alas, he is always inseparable from women.
After reading Niu Niu, I think the text of this book is too simple to read. I can't bear to say this because of the content of this book. Sorry, Niu Niu! When I saw the brochure, I felt that Mr. Zhou was really incompetent and had to look up to some beautiful writers.
Then I saw his freestyle. From Zhou Beyond Embarrassment, we can see his emotional experience, which truly reflects his understanding of feelings. In the book "Free Style", he said: "I think there are still high-level methods for openness and equality, but it doesn't have to be transparent. We have this kind of relationship, sexual friendship, or sex, and at the same time we don't interfere with each other's freedom. This is the agreement of both parties. You don't ask me and others, and I don't ask you and others. In this case, we are still honest with each other, without cheating or lying, just don't tell the whole truth, which is mutual acquiescence. In fact, both sides will be jealous of sex again, which is instinct. Therefore, transparency means that both sides torture each other. Sartre and Beauvoir also practiced transparency and were open enough in those years. Once the other party reports the affair with others, it is still inevitable to suffer and quarrel. So I think that if it is open, it is best to be open to each other's business. " "No matter how good love is, if you don't know how to cherish it, it must be unbearable to take it to withstand the test of various storms. You will find that no matter how strong you are, you are still fragile. Therefore, the final boundary still depends on how much you cherish your current feelings. This degree of cherish is not determined by your subjective, but what you actually feel. If you are too open-minded, even the best feelings will break up. This is my turning point. " I think this kind of emotional treasure that Zhou got through three marital changes is just a transparent return.
Most of the conversations in "Freedom Body" are Cui Jian, and Zhou is like an ordinary reporter. But I still didn't leave a deep memory of those words, although he talked about technology and production from music creation; From Qin to Analects of Confucius, from first love to marriage. My ears always seem to be filled with Cui Jian's head jar voice jar spirit and Zhou's weak response. Because Cui Jian's music and lyrics are so powerful, the words in the book are irreplaceable. As Cui Jian said in the preface, "I didn't know until I sorted out my interview records. There is still a gap between this and what I imagined or wanted to express. The original words are so different before and after. " Guo Ping is holding a microphone, and there is a DJ beside him. This is a free country. The music is playing and they are quietly teasing an atmosphere. "I don't think it's funny. I just want to say: Cui Jian, copycat, let's go. Although Zhou is around, the atmosphere is not sultry! The sharing of mental state in music cannot be solved by dialogue. If you just want to let everyone know some thoughts of Zhou and Cui, why should there be a funny atmosphere?
After saying so many messy words, Mr. Zhou will definitely be unhappy after reading it, and will definitely stand up and shout, saying that this is simply a rubbish article!
Yes, I finally understand why Zhou said that other people's things are rubbish, because he has this quality, because he doesn't know how to respect people. Because his philosophical mind is not developed enough to control his mouth.
Mr. Clinton didn't control his little brother, and later he didn't control his mouth at the court hearing, so he became the laughingstock of the whole world. When Mr. Yu Yu Qiu wrote, he didn't control his hand, misspelled historical facts and common sense, and later he didn't control his mouth and didn't accept criticism from others with an open mind. As a result, a very clever man made a very unwise mistake. Now another so-called first-class celebrity has jumped out and called other people's works rubbish to make himself look decent.
After teacher Zhou scolded everyone, she took photos of books, learned to speak, took photos on TV and paid royalties. I heard that he stopped talking about counterfeiting after charging the bookseller an astronomical fee. This is not a fraud. I think it's obviously a fraud, and it's simply for money.
I want to tell Li Fang, a scholar, that since you can swear at will and have freedom of speech, the media should give you freedom and a chance to speak, which is only fair. Are these all slaves of the media? There are so many media in Beijing that no one dares to uphold justice, but Zhou's big mouth goes to major newspapers and talks nonsense everywhere, even CCTV is kept in the dark. These are the cowardice and sadness of the mass media!
Fortunately, now that the network is developed, it will always give people a chance to speak. No one can stop freedom of speech. Zhou will curse, so I said to my husband: Who won't curse? If he scolds you, you should scold him Assuming that swearing is not illegal, you stand up bravely and scold him viciously, angrily and mercilessly with a higher tone and worse adjectives than him! Who's afraid of who these days? For example, if he says your works are rubbish, you can say his works are "smelly shit" and "smelly shit" ... but I don't believe Mr. Li Fang would do that. Mr. Wang is much better than me and Zhou in this respect, because Mr. Wang just wants an explanation. This is a legal society, but also a reasonable society, and no one can cover the sky with one hand.