The Chinese dream should be like this.
The Chinese dream should be like this, defeated and stubborn.
Confucius is called a saint by later generations, but in my opinion, he is a dreamer who knows what he can't do but does it. In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the ceremony collapsed and the music was bad, the morality was out of order, the war was raging, and there was no way in the world. Confucius, on the other hand, ran around with compassion and restored "rule by courtesy." In order to realize his ideas, he traveled around the world, opened a museum to teach his disciples, was stuck in difficulties but unyielding, refused to be laughed at, and sat on the bench with no regrets. Chu's sarcastic remonstrance, ridicule of falling in love and drowning, and rejection of Mohist masters have never shaken him. "The gentleman's officer, also do its righteousness. If the Tao is not good, you will know it. " He is like this, knowing that times are difficult and it is impossible to realize his ambition, he still has to lobby around and try his best to help him. Although it was as heavy as a lost dog at that time, it shone like the sun and moon in history.
In the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, a dream that takes the world as its own responsibility and dares to take responsibility is not only his, but also mine. The dream-chasing spirit of "knowing what not to do" inspires me to make unremitting efforts for my ideal. Even if I fail, what are my sorrows and regrets? Go forward bravely in failure, and you can go to the light!
The Chinese dream should be like this, successful, transcendent and exquisite. Mo Yan, who was in his thirties in the 1980s, was full of ambition. His work "Red Sorghum" was adapted into a film of the same name and won many awards, including the Golden Bear Award at the Berlin Film Festival. However, he didn't get carried away. On the contrary, he used more patience to explore people around him and record stories around him. After a year's accumulation, he completed more than ten novels such as Sandalwood Punishment and Frog, and won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 20 12. After winning the prize, he modestly said that I was just a storyteller.
Success, not getting carried away, success, not being proud of the world, this is what Mo Yan did, this is my dream. After climbing the peak, it is not spring breeze, but modesty and practicality; Not to stop, but to spur the horse, all the way forward, endless.
The Chinese dream should be like this, and it is not surprising to be humiliated. It is familiar with the years and months, the unyielding snow and the indifferent bluegrass, just for the green hills. Holding my Chinese dream, I don't care about things, I don't care about myself, I walk proudly with the wind!