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Will it be because of a sentence, will it be because of a retrospective, will there be a lot of pity in my heart?
I cherish the trace of weakness revealed in the words of the iron-clad man, the faint sadness revealed in the eyes of the decisive man, the moment when the resolute woman raises her hand to comb her sideburns, and the moment when the tender woman lowers her eyebrows.
Yes, pity. It is not pity, but a helpless distress from the heart, which originates from the original goodness of human nature, which can be a kind of soft-heartedness, or it can be understood as a kind of kindness.
This kind of affection will suddenly be born at a certain moment. For example, Cao Cao, a generation of heroes who are dominant, will feel pity when he stands on the shore and chants "The east is facing the Jieshi to watch the sea".
At this time, he lost his bravery and tenacity in the face of thousands of troops, and the solemnity and majesty in the face of civil and military officials, and he was no longer a general on the battlefield, and he was no longer the overlord of the north. At this time, he was just an improvisational lyrical poet.
Standing on the mountain island, facing the water, seeing the autumn breeze bleak, seeing the flood surging, seeing the sunrise and the moon setting, and seeing the stars and Han brilliant. At this moment, his heart is delicate and soft, he is just a poet, an old man who has passed the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, like a veteran Youyan, with a strong spirit.
Cherish, will also pass between the lines, infiltrate into the ancient history, in Guandu, in Wuhuan, in Chibi, I want to use a little bit of care, warm the ambition of a generation of heroes.
This kind of pity will also suddenly overflow when singing "Farewell My Concubine".
Life is a hero, and death is also a ghost. Historically, Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, was undoubtedly a loser. But it is also the loser who can make people feel sorry.
In the embattled song, he sang "Song of the Fall": Pull out the mountain and cover the world, and the times are not good. If you don't die, you can't help it, and you can't help it.
From then on, I can no longer protect my beloved woman; From now on, he is no longer the overlord of Western Chu. Even if there are twenty-eight horsemen who bravely fight their way out of the encirclement, what can they do? There is the Wujiang River in front of it, and it is difficult to return to Jiangdong. How to meet Jiangdong fathers? Only by killing Wujiang by himself, so resolute, so fearless.
At that moment, Yu Ji cherished Xiang Yu, how could the tenderness under the iron bones not make her confidante feel sorry? Iron-blooded tenderness is the true character of a hero.
This kind of pity is not only in the long history of ancient times, but also in the lives closest to us.
I will feel pity for the boy who laughs shyly and lonely, and regrets that he left his hometown at a young age to work hard in a different place. I will feel sorry for the lonely girl, and I will cherish her for her conscientious work enthusiasm and meticulous attitude towards life.
Of course, I will also feel pity for those middle-aged men who never dare to stop. In front of his wife and children, they can't be tired, in front of his colleagues and subordinates, he can't relax, only when he can't bear to be sick, he leaves a line in the circle of friends, telling the weakness of his heart:
When can middle-aged people really calm down? It seems difficult to be quiet in the depths, even if you sleep, it is not necessarily really quiet. Only at the moment when you fall asleep unconsciously after taking a cold injection, can you feel that it is really quiet, that moment there is nothing, empty, really quiet.
I will also feel sorry for the lover around me. I pity that he doesn't know how to cherish his beloved, I pity him for working hard to learn romance and send several boxes of chocolates in one go, I pity that he doesn't understand the amorous feelings, and he will only greet him sooner or later than a simple sentence, and I regret that he doesn't know how to comfort when he is sad in the face of his lover, and he will only accompany him silently.
Compassion is not pity, not soft-heartedness.
Pity is the ignorance of chaos at the beginning, and it is also the kindness of people at the beginning. It seems to belong only to women, and it is the warmest tenderness in the hearts of women.
Please cherish this one.
Wen Liu Yueqing——
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