As soon as there is nowhere to go, the famous prose "Friendship" feels even more stuffy in the cave for too long when it rains. If the wind and rain are heavy and the river is fast, but it seems that there will be a terrible wind and rain, a dirty cloud will cover your head all day, the sound of running water will continue to clatter in your ears, and there will be an invisible Mao Mao rain underground, which will wet the ground, and soft catkins and dandelions will not dance and stick to the soil. This will make people daydream, think of peaches and plums falling with the wind, and buds coming out faster in the wind and rain. Even a small storm or wave can show the decline and growth of everything, ugly or beautiful.
What is the most terrible thing in the world? It is by no means difficult, it is by no means a curse, and it is by no means desolate and lonely. It is unbearable to be gloomy and talkative; Man's greatness is not that he can rise with the wind and soar to the sky, nor that he can only resist violent opposition, but that he can open the situation and point out the light under the pressure of gloom.
Times are no longer boyhood. Who has leisure to cook wine in the sultry wind and rain? Are you lovers when making tea and Qin? Or relive some delicate feelings, reread those novels that have been fascinated and moved, or meditate on those old friends from the end of the world? With a little gentle tears, those naive, those pure, those flawless hearts, those faint sentimentality, those spiritual enjoyment have all flown away, and have already flown away without a trace. This is a good flight, but what is it now? It is listening to the incessant murmur of water and looking at the clouds like dirty cloth. It hurts the haze, even without loneliness and tranquility. But it needs the strength of Adilias to bear the trauma of the cosmic age and to exist unswervingly. Existence is a loud voice, a kind of pride, and an answer to trivia.
However, I will never be numb. My head is expanding and exploding all day. There are too many things in it, and I'm going to vomit. So I wrote that during the day and at night, my arthritic arm hurts because I put it on the table for too long, and my trachoma eyes are blurred because of the weak light. Fortunately, I am not excited, emotional, calm and tolerant. I am very happy because I feel something colliding in my body. It supports my fatigue, it shows me the future, it allows me to cross the present, it makes me more calm, it contains truth and wisdom, it is the strength in my life, it is more lovely than my carefree youth when I was young!
But I will still think of my old friends at the end of the world, those who died or suffered. I thought of Xuefeng the day before yesterday. She is the least like one of my friends. He worked, he did everything for the party, but he was accused. However, he is not sentimental. He is too blind to his reputation and position to follow suit, cultivate cronies, put on airs and be opportunistic. Yesterday, I thought of autumn white again. After walking in political life for so long, I still can't completely change myself. His double life made it inevitable for him to complain when he died. I often blame his complaints for being "superfluous", but when I appreciate his inner fighting history, I can't help but be moved, even if it is small as a whole. Today, I thought of Xiao Hong who just died. Tomorrow, I may think of more people. Everyone has something to do with this society, because I can't forget everything about this society.
Xiao Hong and I met in the early spring of 1938. It was still very cold in Shanxi at that time. After living in the army for a long time, I am used to rudeness. Seeing her pale face, tight lips, quick movements and nervous laughter suddenly made me feel special and brought back many memories, but her speech was natural and true. I wonder why she is so inexperienced as a writer. Maybe women tend to remain pure and fantasy, or at the same time they are a little immature and weak. But we are very kind and don't feel any withdrawn character. We sang heartily together and talked until we stayed up late every night. Of course, we are not without differences in thoughts, feelings and personalities, but we can understand each other and will not quarrel and ridicule because of different opinions or hobbies. Then she went to Xi with us, and we lived in Xi for a spring. We've been drinking, we've been through a storm together, and we talk to each other. But now that I think about it, how little we talked! We never seem to talk about ourselves, especially me. However, I don't think she has lost herself in a word, because we are all too real and love to be naked in front of our friends, because we really feel close. But I still think we talk too little, because there are too few opponents who can talk without suspicion, restraint and vigilance like this!
At that time, I very much hoped that she could come to Yan 'an, live quietly for a period of time and devote herself to writing. After the beginning of the Anti-Japanese War, the short hard work seemed to make her feel that she didn't know where to arrange her life. She may be prettier and calmer than me. Yan 'an as a long-term planning of writing is not enough, but in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, it can really make a person worry less about daily chores and plan for the distant future. And there is a kind of vigor here, which may make her healthier. But Xiao Hong went to the south. Up to now, I still regret that I participated too little in her lifestyle at that time, perhaps because we knew each other too little, and my lifestyle was too far away from her, but futile enthusiasm often didn't help, but I still got a kind of peace of mind in the individual.
I haven't passed a letter since we broke up. Duanmu Hongliang wrote it several times. In the last letter (received about a week before the fall of Hong Kong), she told me that Xiao Hong had moved out of Queen's Hospital because of illness. I don't know why I have a hunch that something terrible is coming. Once I said to Blanc, "Xiao Hong will not live long." When I said this, I once swept my eyes all over the female friends I know or know in China and felt a silent loneliness. There are only a few girlfriends who can bear hardships, do not rely on other forces, are smart and honest, and are engaged in writing!
Unfortunately, my fears have come true. When I look up at the other side of the sky, or count the sand under my feet, I can't help sighing that I have lost a true partner. Living in such a world, one more real partner will give us more strength. Our responsibility is not only to combat the situation and point out the light, but also to create light and beauty. If the human soul can only stick to personal intolerance, it can only be intoxicated with its own small achievements. We should let all people have lofty enjoyment and make great sacrifices for this enjoyment.
Born in this world, living can certainly add strength to the whole cause, but dying is also a great loss for yourself. Because there are a lot of heritages in this world, your words and literature will be distorted and insulted from now on; It is said that even Hu Feng, who is not dead, has been proved to be a traitor, so it is certainly unnecessary to bribe such shameless witnesses for the deceased. Lu Xun's The True Story of Ah Q was misinterpreted by those emperors and scholars, so the fate of the field of life and death is inevitable. If you are alive, you will be forced to go to Hong Kong. Death, but there are all kinds of slanders waiting, you won't know; Those friends who come back from danger with you will also have the prospect of being monitored and punished. I don't know how far to push these people. Before eating the mouse, the cat must play with it to amuse itself. This cruelty is more vicious than all massacres and needs to be destroyed.
As long as I am alive, the death of my friends will definitely stifle my dull breath one after another. Especially in this stormy day, I will feel more burdened. My work is enough to kill my life, not to mention your death and your unfinished business, but I can definitely support it. I want to take this storm to send a message to you, dead and dying friends, and I will drain all the rest of my life for your comfort and glory. I'm afraid it's only for you, because you are a suffering worker and your ideal is truth.
The wind and rain have stopped, the hazy moon is floating on the hill in the west, and it will be fine tomorrow. I smile for tomorrow's victory and rest in peace for eternity. I blew out the light and lay quietly in bed.
Famous friendship prose II. Human beings love communication more than any other activity, which may be given to us by instinct. Aristotle once said that the best judges value friendship more than justice. Friendship is varied and usually maintained by desires, interests and public or private needs. Therefore, the more mixed with other motives, purposes and interests, the more difficult it is to have something beautiful and sincere, and the less friendship there is.
From ancient times to the present, there are four kinds of friendship between men and women: blood, sociality, etiquette and love. Whether alone or together, it is not the perfect friendship to be discussed here.
Why is there no friendship between father and son? Because most children respect their fathers. Friendship needs communication, and the gap between father and son is the biggest. It is difficult to have such communication, and it may even hurt the natural obligation between father and son. A father should not reveal all his inner secrets to his son, resulting in inappropriate father-son relationship; At the same time, a son can't blame and point out his father's mistakes, which will stifle the most important duty of friendship.
Comparing love and friendship between men and women, although the former comes from our free choice, it does not belong to friendship. Although the flame of love is more active, hotter and braver, it is a rash and wavering flame. Hot and cold, changeable, make us very nervous. But in friendship, it is an ordinary warmth, stability, tranquility and durability; It is gentle and peaceful, and will not make people feel pain and discomfort. But in love, we have an arrogance to pursue what we can't get urgently.
If love enters the stage of friendship, that is, mutual appreciation, it will gradually fade away and then disappear. Love aims at physical pleasure, and once it is satisfied, it ceases to exist; However, the more desirable the friendship, the more people will like it. Friendship will further grow, expand and develop after it is acquired, because it is spiritual and the soul will sublimate from it.
As for marriage, it's a transaction. Only the population is free, and its continuation is mandatory, depending on something beyond our will, and this kind of transaction is usually full of other motives and good purposes. In addition, there are countless complicated and intractable complexes to be solved, which are enough to destroy the relationship between floats and disrupt the process of feelings. However, friendship does not involve any other transactions except itself.
What we usually call friends and good friendships are frequent exchanges and intimate relationships linked by the same opportunities in our hearts.
After Tiberius Gracchus was executed, the Roman consul continued to persecute some people he knew, and his best friend Caius Blosius was one of them. Lerimas asked Brosius what he was willing to do for his friend in front of the Roman consul, and Brohughes' answer was everything. Lelimas added, "What? Everything? What if he wants you to burn down our temple? " Brohughes retorted, "He would never do such a thing." "But he insisted?" , Lelimas then asked. Brohughes replied, "Then I'll do it." According to historical records, if Brohughes is a true friend of Gracchus, he should not give up his trust in Gracchus's personality. But those who accused him of inflammatory remarks didn't know the secret, and they didn't know what Brohughes had. Actually, the two of them are very close. Because of their deep friendship, they trust and admire each other. Let reason and reason guide such trust, and you will find that Brotheus should answer like this. If their actions and ideas are inconsistent, then they are no longer friends.
Never compare ordinary friendship with friendship here. If you confuse the two, it is easy to make mistakes. For general friendship, people walk as carefully as a rope that can only be used. The rope must be carefully cared for so as not to break. "If you love him, you must think that one day you will hate him; When you hate him, think that you may love him again. " Kay Long Xing said. This rule is extremely disgusting for noble friendship, but it is very necessary and beneficial for ordinary friendship. For the latter, we must borrow Aristotle's words: "Oh, my friends, no one in the world is a friend."
Grace and interests gave birth to this common friendship, but in the supreme friendship, we can't find its trace, because our will has been completely blended. We will get help from our friends when necessary, but no matter what the Stoics claim, our friendship has not deepened. We won't appreciate what we have done. The combination of friends is the real perfection. Friends have no sense of obligation, and they hate words that cause differences and disputes, such as interests, obligations, gratitude, prayer, etc. , has disappeared from their field of vision. In fact, everything between them, including will, thoughts, opinions, property, wife, children, honor and life, belongs to * * *. They acted in unison. According to Aristotle's definition, they are two bodies occupied by one soul, so nothing can be given or obtained between them. This is why legislators forbid couples to give gifts to each other, so that marriage and this sacred friendship have some imaginary similarities. Once we can infer that everything belongs to both husband and wife, nothing can separate each other.
Ordinary friendship can be shared, and you can appreciate the beauty of this person, the romance and wisdom of that person; You can also like this person's fatherly love, that person's brotherhood, and so on. However, supreme friendship commands and controls our souls and cannot be shared with others. If two friends ask you for help at the same time, who will you help? If two people asked you to do something of opposite nature, who would you listen to? If one person asks you to keep a secret for him, and another person wants to know, how will you handle it and get out of trouble? Unique and noble friendship will link all responsibilities and exempt all obligations. The secret you swore to keep, you will never break your oath and tell anyone except yourself.
It's amazing that a person can be divided into two. Those who want to divide themselves into three are really ignorant. Nothing unique in the world will be the same.
Minand, an ancient man, believed that only when he met the shadow of a friend would he be considered happy.
Three friends are iron pieces and nails attracted by magnets. Palace silk hats and small pins can be sucked out of any dust in the world if you want. Nowadays, young people on the street are loyal to the Jianghu and like to call their friends "iron buddies". When I first heard this, I thought it was unbreakable by iron welding, but when I thought about it, the magnet attracted iron. Some of these things will fall off if you shake them hard, and some will never get rid of them, but if they lose their magnetism, they will all be gone! Last night, I washed my feet with a basin of hot water on the balcony. There is a moon in the sky and a moon in the basin. It suddenly occurred to me that this is a friend.
I had many friends when I was in the country. Twenty years later, there are still one or two contacts, and I can't remember the name, but I often miss a dead friend. I am short, and he will pass the ball to me when playing basketball, so we became friends and stayed together for several years. Later, because I picked a bunch of mulberries from the tree and agreed that everyone would eat half, I broke up. When I went to wash my hands, he ate half his and half mine. At that time, people were poor, and eating was the first priority. It's city life now. When people meet, they don't ask, "Have you eaten?" . I have many friends in the process of fame and fortune, but I also exchange friends like four in the process of fame and fortune. ..... Go, go, come on, there are always several benches in front of you, and there will never be benches. I made a rough statistic. I helped my friends when I was in danger, friends who helped me when I was poor, friends who helped me with trivial matters, friends who used me in a favorable way and put me in a passive position, friends who framed me, and friends who spread privacy that I shouldn't have spread with salt and vinegar and brought me great trouble. It was my friend who succeeded me and it was my friend who destroyed me. Some people think I'm useless, and some people break up with him when I look sick, but those who help me more and more, those who think about me but please me endlessly, are hard to deal with. There are the most people on the earth, but the most contact in your life is just a few miles or more in Fiona Fang. The circle of friends is actually the world you live in, and your struggle for fame and fortune is the history of good and evil of friends. Some people say that I am the best at making friends, but I don't know that quite a lot of my time is occupied by my best friends. I often feel like a fish on the table. You pound a chopstick, he digs a spoon, and I have only one skeleton left. When I was sitting alone on the toilet enjoying the quiet, I imagined how wonderful it was to sit in a prison, of course, in a single cell. But once I went to the hospital under a pseudonym, and I only met doctors and nurses wearing masks. The number of hospital beds means everything to me, but I can't stand it for another month. On the 27th day, I went home and called all my friends. Some people say that your greatest misfortune is that you cannot make friends. I don't agree with this. Many friends have made me suffer a lot, but more friends have made me happy and proud. There used to be a story about someone who was ill and went to see a doctor. It happened that two doctors lived in the same street. He saw many ghosts in front of a doctor. He thought that the doctor must have killed so many people because of his poor medical skills, so he went to another doctor's house. There were only two ghosts in front of him, but the disease was still not cured. The people next to him recommended him to see a ghost doctor. He said there were more ghosts at the door than at this door. The person next to him said that the doctor had seen 10,000 diseases and 50 fools had died. This doctor has only seen two patients before you! I think I'm afraid I'm the doctor with a lot of ghosts in front of the door. According to my temperament. Occupation, status and environment, my friends can be divided into two categories: one is life care. People have done things for me, bought coal and moved it upstairs one by one. When my family was sick, I found a car to go to the hospital and introduced my children to take care of it. Of course, I have done things for others, and I wrote a sentence for him.
In order to please his leader, draw a picture to let him go to the bank to get a loan and attend his father-in-law's birthday party. Maybe others help me more, maybe I help others more, but as long as we are honest with each other, it doesn't matter who suffers and who takes advantage. We are long-term friends. One is the spiritual communication type. I can't do anything specific, except a starling mouth, or I admire his talent, or he admires my talent, and we can talk about literature, drink tea and chat together. For a long time, I regarded my friends as very important, so I neglected my relatives, even my parents, wife and children, but I gradually found that living alone is actually just a matter for one person. Friends who care about life may know every mole on my body, but they may not know my heart. Spiritual friends may know my heart, but they often brush my heart. Happiness comes, the happiest thing is yourself, and the most miserable thing is yourself.
However, I still make friends. The more friends, the better. Lonely souls swim in the empty sky. But the reason why people are human beings, with skins of soul and body at the same time, can't live without friends, because when they go out, the road outside is muddy and dogs bark at the roots and walls.
There was a Picasso in Spain who was famous all his life and had many friends. Many friends seem to be born to help him, but he often changes women for friends. We can't imitate such a person, and he once said: friends are easy to go. I often think of those who broke up or alienated after making friends with me, and I often think of their benefits. I am much calmer now, because at that time, I was chilling, and I regarded my friends as myself and my family. I just know that friends are friends after all, and friends are flowers in spring and gone in winter. Friends are not necessarily friends, and confidants are not necessarily people. Since he ate me, consumed me and destroyed me, what does it matter? The emperor can feed a country, how many people can I benefit? Think like this, and you will think of their benefits.
I made a new friend this morning. He complained to me that his wife worked in a suburban county and the family could not get together for more than ten years. I wrote some words and he contributed to the head of the personnel department. I wrote it right away. He left a can of green tea and a carton of premium cigarettes. As soon as he left, I called and invited three or four old friends to share the happiness. At this moment, my friends are coming to me on bicycles. I am waiting for them, but I am selfish. I made myself a cup first and smoked. Then I suddenly realized that true friends are silent sacrifices, such as this tea and this cigarette, so I stood at the door to meet my noisy friends and laughed.