The feeling of life as a play

When you wake up from a big dream, it is like chaos. Life is like a play, and a play is like life. The following is the feeling of life as a play. Welcome to reading.

Feel that life is like a play 1 Life is like a play. It begins with your own crying and ends with the crying of others.

The sound of landing at birth is similar. The difference is that some people are born in a well-fed family, and when they appear, they are the stars holding the moon. Some people were born in a miserable hut on a heatable adobe sleeping platform, and they were greeted by the sighs of their relatives. Some people seem destined to be gifted scholars and beautiful women as soon as they appear, while others seem destined to struggle with their backs to the loess. This scene is given to you by history, and you cannot choose this fait accompli. Fortunately, it's a prelude, and your appearance can't determine the fate of your life. The main event is still behind, and the singing is not necessarily good.

Since it is a play, there will be a leading role and a supporting role. Naturally, those with good congenital conditions have more opportunities to be the leading role, while those with poor congenital conditions have higher opportunities to be the supporting role, but this is not static, depending on how you grasp the opportunity. Take the supporting role seriously and regard it as the last chance for the protagonist to become the real protagonist. Those who work hard will eventually become a walk-on. As a result, talented people and beautiful women become losers in the changing wind and rain, and emperors and princes who struggle in difficulties and hardships. This is the charm of upheaval.

Society is a whole. There is no one-man show in life. Harmony is a rule without words. Opponents are the conditions for mutual encouragement and hard work. When you help others, you are also perfecting yourself. When you tear down others' platforms, you are also tearing down your own. Some people don't know how to live in harmony and always want to shine on the stage. Therefore, those who are more eager to show their faces are often the first to make a fool of themselves.

Drama is about procedures, which will be ugly at the end of life. Singing and playing, playing the strings of gongs and drums, all have procedures, otherwise something will go wrong. Life is the same, from birth to death, galloping on the stage provided by society. It seems that you are free, but in fact, there are two procedures that always accompany you, one is law and the other is morality. The first is a hard procedure, which can only be done according to the rules and can't cross the line, otherwise it will be broken. The latter is a soft program, which is taken to heart by those who abide by their own rules and trampled on by bohemians. Therefore, the law stipulates the boundaries of life stages, and morality ups and downs the content of life.

Because morality is a flexible soft program, there is no fixed routine in the game of life. There are as many versions as there are people, and as many versions as there are interpretations. The same personality has different fates, but the same experience has different results. Traps and smooth roads coexist, and conspiracy and sincerity coexist. Noble people often hide meanness in their hearts, and despicable people often talk about nobleness. Kindness is the paint on the face, and sin is the subtext of deviance. Not all enemies are enemies, not all brothers are friends, not all white faces are villains, not all red faces are gentlemen. Therefore, the real drama is in the society and the real actors are under the stage.

There are thousands of troops on the stage, and there may not be a single soldier under the stage. On the stage, you have a lot of money and the audience may be ashamed. It's romantic on stage, but it may be difficult to get off stage. This is the difference between drama and life. Wash away the lead, take off your clothes and reveal the true face of life. However, many people have been pretending to be true all their lives, wearing masks and dragging their voices to cope. The people on and off the stage are completely different. People do ghost things and ghosts talk.

Life can't be without games, otherwise life will be monotonous. Life can't be a game forever, otherwise society will be full of grotesque. Those who can play are good actors, and those who can't play are inferior actors. Whether it's tragicomedy or farce, after you step off the stage of life, the society will store everything in the CD of history. What really makes people sad is the person who refuses to take off his mask after that song.

Life is like a play. Life is always so short. From birth to death, everyone is playing his own story and is the protagonist of the story. Countless passers-by around us on the road come and go in a hurry! Some passers-by will leave you some good memories; Some passers-by walked in such a hurry that nothing was left for you; In fact, we only enjoy the process of life. We care about this process and whether it will leave us anything. What I care about is whether it is an eternal role in my play; Care about whether it will leave us more happiness, not sadness; Care about whether it can accompany us to the end of our lives ... as for the result, it has nothing to do with us! Because the final result of each of us is the same, and that is death! So please don't be sad, don't be disappointed, don't give up on yourself, don't work hard … You know, being able to live in this world is the happiest thing! People should learn to be satisfied, and those who are satisfied are always happy! Don't expect others to change your life at any time, we should learn to be independent, self-reliant, self-reliant and self-respecting! People, especially know self-esteem! Please do less harm to others and do more help to others! A person's life is only a few decades. Don't leave too much harm to others in your short life, because when you hurt others, you will also be hurt, even if it is not now, but also in the future! So please learn how to love others. Learning to love others is far happier than hurting others!

The world is fair, and so is God. If I give it to you, I won't give it to you. Don't believe that there is nothing perfect and eternal. Eternity is just a moment! Who really knows what eternity is? Who can accompany who through life, to the end of life! At this moment, I think of a song "Who will you think of when you are lonely?" Yes, who will we think of when we are lonely? The answer is in everyone's heart!

No matter how much capital you have, whether external or internal, please don't be too proud, too arrogant, too arrogant, too bohemian ... in fact, you are nothing. Don't think that just because you have a little money, a little power and a good appearance, you can look down on people and dislike the world and everyone ... Please remember: you are also a person, an ordinary person who can no longer be ordinary. You are not a god! Learn to be modest, because the more such a person, the more others will look down on you, and the more you are nothing ... keeping a low profile is only good for yourself, not bad!

My life is ordinary. I don't pray how rich I will be in the future. The life I pursue is simple. I just want to live a simple life! Many shackles of life are put on by yourself, so why bother? People's desires are infinite. When will it end?

Social reality makes us live too tired, too concerned, too afraid, too dreaming, too disappointed, too helpless, too contradictory, too rational, too skinny ... In fact, everyone's life seems to be arranged by God for us. Everything that happens every year, every month, every day and every hour is doomed, and everyone is just one. But have you ever thought that almost everyone really lives for others! Everything you do is nominally for yourself, but when you think about it, it's for others! For your parents, wife, children, relatives and friends ... how many things are really prepared for yourself Examine/ask yourself

Everyone has his own past, and the past is gone forever! Because time will not go back! I won't let you do it again! Remember: life is a live rehearsal, only once, and there will never be a second performance! So please don't indulge in the sadness of the past. You should see that there are still many days. Do you want to make your future life so sad? Why don't you cheer up? Why can't it be stronger? ..... We should be happy, because happy time is always so short, so we should cherish it more! Only those who really know how to cherish will learn how to face their future! Without hard cutting, everything is nothing, everything will be fine! You better believe it!

There are more tragic scenes in my life, which make me sentimental, fragile, cowardly and inferior ... I don't want to ask why, because everything happened for no reason, so I don't complain about anyone now, and I don't give myself a hard time. Just take a lot of things easy! From now on, I won't ask so many why, my why has no answer! I will let nature take its course, and what should happen will always happen, no matter how hard I try! Always tell yourself: calm down, yes! Stay calm! Don't worry so much, you won't be so tired! Whether my tomorrow is happy or sad, I don't care! Be happy. Now is all that matters! Remember: never let yourself get hurt easily, learn to protect yourself! Be strong, be strong again!

Life is like a play. I don't remember when, where and with what kind of mood I first read this famous work The Actor by Xi Murong.

Please don't believe my beauty.

Don't trust my love either.

Under the painted face

I have a player's heart

So please don't.

Don't take my sadness seriously.

Don't break your heart because of my performance.

Dear friend, this life.

I'm just an actor.

Always in other people's stories

With his own tears.

I like this poem because of a certain character and a certain word in it! Just a few words, but contains a lot of philosophy of life and the world of mortals sigh. I always shed my own tears in other people's stories. Holding a cigarette in his hand, his eyes are blurred, and the player's heart is submerged under the painted face. No one can really understand his inner ups and downs, but he can only quietly taste and bear the vicissitudes of the world. Life is like a play, people are like actors, and what is hidden under the windbreaker is unknown sadness!

Alone, on the road. Joy, running, freedom, loneliness, writing, singing opera, being a wild and lonely woman, being a beautiful flower without seeking fame. I haven't read a novel for a long time. It's not that I don't have time, but I think it's a waste of life to spend time reading boring novels. I have never been a loyal reader of any novel, let alone obsessed with it.

But somehow, I had a whim today. I stumbled across a novel, perhaps because of its title, perhaps because of the author's name, perhaps because of that small piece of meticulous and clean text ... Although this is a so-called romance novel, its content is different from other romance novels. There is no lingering, obsession and madness in Aunt Qiong Yao's novels, and there is no unspeakable hysteria. What I see in this "actor" is truth and affection, love and hate, trust and betrayal, commitment and lies one after another ... There are many things I often encounter or hear in my life, even copies of my personal experience.

I'm thinking, maybe the author is also a compassionate person. It is said that her writing is a little full of Zhang Ailing's breath. In this turbulent era, Xue Xiaochan is one of China's best writers of youth prose and novels who are good at grasping the relationship between tradition and modernity, dream and reality, reason and emotion. Only in this way, the tortuous plot, picturesque plot, youthful and innocent characters, clean and concise, fresh and gratifying writing style and faint sadness and joy of youth in her works are more precious and fascinating. I like this faint taste; Accustomed to being immersed in an atmosphere of sympathy; Especially enjoying the peace that no one has broken.

Tonight, the appearance of actors reminds me of Miss Xi Murong. I couldn't help searching all his works online, and then carefully and slowly screened them several times. Reading one touching poem after another always touches my deepest heart. Teacher Xi Murong writes more about love, life and homesickness, which is extremely beautiful, elegant and transparent, lyrical and full of true love for life. It has influenced the growth of a whole generation.

I don't know how many people still remember: when you were young, if you fell in love with someone, please, please be gentle with him. No matter how long or short you have been in love, if you can always be gentle with each other, then all the moments will be flawless and beautiful. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank him for giving you a memory.

There is also that shallow sadness, faint homesickness: the song of homesickness/the flute of Qingyuan/always knocking on the face of hometown on a moonlit night/but it is faint disappointment/as if in the fog/waving goodbye/after parting/homesickness is a tree without rings/never getting old.

Actors, acting a play, singing a play, can't tell which is true and which is false inside and outside the play. As soon as he came to power, his life began. One-man show is always lonely, and it is always good to have a solo performance, with good and bad endings. Is it still important? At the end of the performance, there will always be a one-man show, with the curtain falling and the shell broken everywhere. After the applause, I packed up my old mountains and waters, and the color of the teenager I yearned for was already in my hands, old and green, infinitely green, and green until a tear fell.

I still continue to interpret the joys and sorrows of this world. And you finally believe that everything in this world will be empty, and a player's heart, after the ink is heavy, is just a plain face, living a glamorous life. Life is like a play, and people are like actors; Dream like duckweed, look back at the clouds.