Did Van Gogh create the sunflower, or did the sunflower allow Van Gogh to see his burning self in it?

Don't try to uncover the truth beneath the lies, or you will never be able to appreciate his beauty

Skeletons under cherry blossom trees

A dies for his own beauty, but B dies to get close to the light of others

Embrace yourself and embrace the sun

It is dangerous to get too close to the mask and to those who do not have it, because their selves have nowhere to put them

The happiest love is the one that ends without a problem

What do I use to keep you? I give you the thin streets, the desperate sunsets, the moon in the wilderness. I give you the sorrow of a man who has been looking at the lonely moon for a long time. I give you my loneliness, my darkness, the hunger of my heart; I try to impress you with confusion, danger, failure. This is a famous, touching love poem. Much like what a Casanova wrote to the Virgin.

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The prodigal son will not look back, he will just rest on the shore

The roots of sin and loneliness

Men don't care about loyalty, loyalty is because the stakes for betrayal are too high;

Women don't care about decency, decency is because they are not seduced enough.

When someone is put on the great archway, people know that it is time for him to die

Success is such a thing, it can't be seen good when it is put there alone, and it has to be set off by the accident person to show that kind of brilliance and beauty.

As I get older, I feel more and more that life is not a painful process, that human feelings are very delicate, they are volatile, and they are powerful, and they are in a dilemma and full of troubles—

Anything that nurture you will ruin you in the end.

What she writes about is not really marriage, but an impression of someone else's marriage observed as a virgin, a glimpse of the light, and she does not enter into their story, but paints it as a glimpse of the bystander.

Zhang Ailing is too smart, she felt that she saw through people and hated all this from the beginning, since she was full of the joy of life in a place where there was no one, she didn't want to go to the crowd, to be exact, she was too lazy to live. It is enough for her to live in beautiful light and shadow.

She retains her rejection of real life, but she trades all her genius for the fact that she survives, and eventually dies of a high life. This is in line with the logic of a person who always protects himself.

The young geniuses have a longing to die for the beauty in those glimpses, no matter how indifferent Zhang Ailing looks, the indulgence in her words cannot be concealed. They can't write until they find out that social life is uglier and more boring than they thought, but in the end this alien monster takes over their entire lives, drinking their blood and eating their flesh. In this regard, we should feel sorry for Achilles, who died in battle, not ridicule. The relationship between beauty and truth is a philosophical proposition that is a thousand feet deep, and the best scholars alive today may not be able to provide a satisfactory answer, not a decent one, and few people know whether the end of the shadow is light or a black hole.

From a carefree single dog to a single dog full of concerns

U.S. Supreme Court Justice: It's not because we're right, we have the final say; It's that we have the final say, so we're right

Be generous to others, and pay for the wealth of other surnames,

It is ruthless to others, and it is meaningless to oneself. - Ming Li Zhen

The English writer Thackeray said that if a man is turned against his benefactor after receiving a great favor, he must be more vicious than an irrelevant stranger if he takes care of his own dignity, and he must prove the sin of the other person in order to explain his ruthlessness.

Tragedy swept through your life like a tornado, uprooting everything and creating a lot of chaos. You're waiting for everything to calm down, and then you can choose. You can stand in front of the ruins and pretend it's still the edifice you remember. Or you can get out of the rubble pile and start rebuilding. Because when disaster strikes, the most important thing is to keep going. And I, I choose to chase the storm. If I were to give a succinct summary today of the era in which I grew up before the First World War, I would like me to say that it was a golden age of peace that could not be more incisive. In our almost 1,000-year-old Austrian monarchy, it seems that everything will last forever, and the state itself is the supreme guarantee of this continuity. The rights granted by the State to its citizens are confirmed in writing by the freely elected body representing the people, and each obligation is defined in detail. Our currency, the Austrian krona, is circulated in the form of shiny hard gold coins, which guarantees the immutability of the currency. Everyone knows how much money or income they have, what they can or can't do. Everything has norms, standards, and proportions. Those who own property can calculate exactly how much they make each year, and public officials and military officers can confidently find in their calendars which year they will be promoted and retired. Each family has a fixed budget, knows how much the family will spend on food and housing, how much it will cost for summer travel and social gatherings, and must set aside a small amount of money to cover the urgent needs of illness and accidents. People who own a home see a house as a foolproof home for future generations. The courtyard and the merchant name are passed down from generation to generation; When a baby is still lying in the cradle, he has already saved his first money in a piggy bank or savings bank for the rest of his life, which is a small "reserve" for the future. In this vast empire, everything is firmly dependent on the state and the supreme senile emperor. Everyone knows or thinks that once he dies, another emperor will replace him, and everything that was originally arranged will not change in the slightest. No one believed in wars, revolutions and upheavals. All violent action is no longer possible in an age of reason.

This sense of peace is the wealth that millions of people dream of, and it is their common ideal of life. Only in such a peaceful world can life be worthwhile, and more and more social classes are eager to share in this precious wealth. At first, only those who had property were glad that they had encountered such a peaceful and prosperous era, but it gradually expanded to the masses, and this peaceful century became the golden age of the insurance industry. People insure their homes against fire and theft; made hail and disaster insurance for their own fields; Personal insurance against accidents and diseases; Buy lifelong pension reserve vouchers for your old age; At the same time, an insurance policy is placed in the girl's cradle as a dowry in the future. In the end, even the workers organized themselves to earn a standard wage and a health savings: the servants saved for themselves old-age insurance and a pre-deposit for their own funeral expenses. Only those who see the future carefree will enjoy life in front of them to the fullest.

In this deep belief that any bad luck can be prevented from invading one's life contains a great and dangerous conceit, despite a very frugal attitude towards life. In the nineteenth century, with liberal idealism, they sincerely believed that they were following a foolproof smooth road to the "best of the world". The past was a time of war, famine and turmoil with contempt, and regarded it as an immature and uncivilized age. And now, all evil and tyranny have been completely eradicated, and this is only a matter of decades. The belief in this inexorable and continuous "progress" was the true force of faith of the age; It is believed that this "progress" has surpassed that of the Bible, and that such sacred creeds as theirs seem to be being eloquently confirmed by the new miracles of science and technology every day. Indeed, at the end of this peaceful century, general prosperity has become more pronounced, more rapid, and more abundant. The streets at night are no longer lit up by dim lights, but by dazzling electric lights. From the main street to the suburbs, the shops along the street are all shining with a new and charming glow. People have been able to use the telephone to talk over long distances. The vehicles in which people are ridden are no longer pulled by horses, but are speeding at a new speed. The dream of Icarus 1 has been realized, and he can soar through space. Comfortable and convenient equipment has entered the homes of citizens from noble mansions; Water no longer needs to be extracted from wells or canals; The stove is no longer so laborious to light a fire, and everywhere is hygienic, and it is no longer dirty. Ever since they used sports to exercise their bodies, people have become more beautiful, stronger, and healthier. Deformed, crippled, enlarged thyroid, severed limbs and legs are becoming increasingly rare on the streets, and all these miracles are the work of the angel of scientific progress. The social aspect is also constantly advancing; Every year new rights are given to the individual, justice is becoming more moderate and humane, and even the problem of everything, namely the poverty of the masses, no longer seems insurmountable. An increasingly wide range of social strata have been granted the right to vote, making it possible to defend their interests through legal means. What is so strange that sociologists and professors are competing to make up for a healthier and even happier life for the proletarians, and so that this century is proud of its achievements, and feels that every ten years marks a higher level of progress, that one does not believe that there will be such a barbaric retrogression as the war between the peoples of Europe, just as it does not believe that there will be witches and ghosts; Our fathers have always been convinced that tolerance and harmony are indispensable bindings. They sincerely believe that the boundaries and differences between nations and sects will gradually disappear in common friendship, and that the whole of humanity will enjoy peace and tranquility, the most precious treasure.