What is missing in this era, we will find it!
One day I was walking on my way to school, and a scene appeared in front of me. Let me feel the cracks in our time more and more, and the cracks are still expanding. ...
In the bustling streets, young people are playing; Young people are on the road; Old people are exercising. Suddenly, a pedestrian caught another pedestrian: "How did you steal my money?" "Do you need a reason to steal your money?" Then they scuffled and the victim shouted, "Stop thief! Come on! "
Seeing that the victim was exhausted and fell to the ground, he desperately caught the thief and shouted desperately: "Stop thief, stop thief!" " "Maybe the thief is exhausted and can't get rid of it. There were many onlookers, but no one dared to go forward. Traffic jams, shouts, curses, horns. Fortunately, an old man shouted, "Stop thief! "The thief suddenly pulled out a knife and shouted," Come up if you dare! " "Two young people one leng, slowly back. The thief shouted to the victim again, "Let go!"
The victim is still hesitating to catch the thief. The person next to him said, "Let go, there is not much money. Let him go, let him go. " The victim cried and said, "That's life-saving money! My dad is still lying in the hospital. Besides, will you give me money? " The man was suddenly speechless. "Stealing one person's money and making things difficult for everyone, are you immoral?" A young man in a hurry honked his horn and said.
The thief suddenly made a profit and rushed forward desperately. The victim chased after him and screamed heartbreakingly: "There is a thief, catch a thief!" " Suddenly, a pupil with a schoolbag and a red scarf flashed out of the crowd, one hand stretched straight forward, and everyone's eyes widened in surprise. The thief roared, "Get out, or I'll kill you!" "Pupils are motionless, standing like pines and cypresses." Let's catch thieves! ""the voice is thin and tender. At this time, the accident happened. A middle-aged man came running and took the students away. "Mind your own business and go to school!" "And give the thief a way out." He is young and not sensible. "
At this moment, several policemen passed by and saw this scene. They knew it very well and caught the thief. I couldn't watch it anymore, so I walked quickly. What I see is the fall of this era, the fall of this nation. I smiled, which was neither beautiful nor sweet; It is bitter and astringent. ...
Chapter two: looking for heroes?
Whenever I see a few gang bosses triumphantly committing crimes in movies, there are always several people who will bring them to justice. Then, these people must be heroes. But that's a hero in the virtual world after all. I wonder if there is one in real life. So, I decided to look for heroes.
Unconsciously, I walked into the street, and rows of leafy trees were planted in the green belt on the roadside, adding a bit of vitality to the boring road. I stood on a big tree and said to it, "Old tree, do you know who is a hero?" "Well, you are surrounded by heroes." I didn't know what to say after listening to it, so I left.
I came to the stream again and asked the stream, "Stream, do you know who is a hero?" "You are surrounded by heroes ..." The sound of the stream running down is getting farther and farther. I have to rethink whether there are heroes in this world.
Suddenly, a bee flew over and I caught it. "Little bee, do you know who is a hero?" Bees comb their wings and say, "You are surrounded by heroes." Say that finish and fly away.
I am really disappointed. I was about to go home when a bird stopped me. "Do you want to know who the hero is?" "Of course." "You are surrounded by heroes!" I have lost interest in this sentence. "You think about it. Aren't people who are selfless like uncles, who are persistent in pursuing their ideals like streams, and who are hardworking like bees all heroes? Old trees enjoy the cool in summer, inhale carbon dioxide and exhale fresh oxygen; The ideal of a stream is to flow into the sea. It will not be blocked by the beautiful scenery on both sides of the strait, but will keep moving towards its own dreams. Bees are selfless and hardworking workers, who go out early and come back late every day to brew sweet honey for people. Aren't these selfless contributors, dreamers and hardworking people all heroes? "
I was suddenly enlightened.
Then what hero am I looking for? Heroes are all around us.
Chapter Three: Searching for Heroes
What is lacking in this era, we look for it. -Inscription One day I was walking on my way to school, and a scene appeared in front of me. Let me feel the cracks in our time more and more, and the cracks are still expanding. ...
In the bustling streets, young people are playing; Young people are on the road; Old people are exercising. Suddenly, a pedestrian caught another pedestrian: "How did you steal my money?" "Do you need a reason to steal your money?" Then they scuffled and the victim shouted, "Stop thief! Come on! " ?
Seeing that the victim was exhausted and fell to the ground, he desperately caught the thief and shouted desperately: "Stop thief, stop thief!" " "Maybe the thief is exhausted and can't get rid of it. There were many onlookers, but no one dared to go forward. Traffic jams, shouts, curses, horns. Fortunately, an old man shouted, "Stop thief! "The thief suddenly pulled out a knife and shouted," Come up if you dare! " "Two young people one leng, slowly back. The thief shouted to the victim again, "Let go!"
The victim is still hesitating to catch the thief. The person next to him said, "Let go, there is not much money. Let him go, let him go. " The victim cried and said, "That's life-saving money! My dad is still lying in the hospital. Besides, will you give me money? " The man was suddenly speechless. "Stealing one person's money and making things difficult for everyone, are you immoral?" A young man in a hurry honked his horn and said.
The thief suddenly made a profit and rushed forward desperately. The victim chased after him and screamed heartbreakingly: "There is a thief, catch a thief!" " Suddenly, a pupil with a schoolbag and a red scarf flashed out of the crowd, his hand stretched straight ahead and his eyes widened in surprise. The thief roared, "Get out, or I'll kill you!" "Pupils are motionless, standing like pines and cypresses." Let's catch thieves! ""the voice is thin and tender. At this time, the accident happened. A middle-aged man came running and took the students away. "Mind your own business and go to school!" "And give the thief a way out." He is young and not sensible. "
At this moment, several policemen passed by and saw this scene. They knew it very well and caught the thief. I couldn't watch it anymore, so I walked quickly. What I see is the fall of this era, the fall of this nation. I smiled, which was neither beautiful nor sweet; Is it bitter and astringent?
Chapter four: Looking for the heroes around you
"People are inherently mortal, or heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather!" Who can live long, who can live forever! Lin Weijie sacrificed himself to save others, an ordinary life, a great life!
Lin Weijie, a young life! Yes, it is a young life! I really want to curse God. Why did such a person leave this world? Why let an old man in his sixties lose his beloved son? Why let the unborn child lose his father? Didn't you see his efforts, his sweat and blood? Oh, my God, didn't you see it? What a nice person! God, if you have eyes, keep them! But God, you took his life mercilessly. Leave him, leave him to go to Uncle Weijie, who has brought unspeakable pain for many days. Wei Jie, run. "I won't meet such a good teacher now." -Yes, my heart is pounding. Yes! There won't be anyone exactly like him in the world! I can't imagine how aunt Jin can accept such cruel facts so sadly. What can I do to make two old people, white-haired and black-haired, suffer and let them watch their son turn into a cold corpse and burn to ashes! I seem to hear the unborn child calling: Dad, don't go! You never touched me or hugged me!
I sincerely appeal that everyone alive should cherish their own lives! Life is precious! What? This time! Not taking it? ! But although he is dead, his spirit will remain in our hearts forever, and we should learn from him. ?
Chapter Five: Searching for Heroes
My eyes have crossed the vast space and time of the universe for thousands of years, looking for traces of heroes in an iron horse and sword rush. Is it Tang Zong Song Zu? Is it a generation of arrogant Genghis Khan? Naturally, these people can be regarded as great heroes who conquered the territory and ruled the world, but they are too noble and orthodox to be feared. I keep looking. Suddenly, my eyes stopped at the last pages of China's modern history. I seem to see the back of the hero who passed away like a meteor. Shi Dakai, the wing king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, was visited at the age of 16. /kloc-at the age of 0/9, he commanded thousands of troops. Feng, the king of Jin, was the commander-in-chief of Zuo Jun at the age of 20. He was resourceful and used his troops like a god. He fought all over the country for more than ten years, and never failed in hundreds of battles with the Qing army. Shi Dakai himself is rich, handsome and charming. If he lived in the present time and space, he would certainly become the object of many beautiful women's contention, but his ending was extremely tragic and often left deep regrets for future generations.
After the Tianjing Incident, in order to avoid a new round of feud, Shi Dakai led/kloc-0,000,000 elite soldiers to the southwest, during which he repeatedly hit the Qing army hard until he tried his best and was besieged by Luo, the governor of Sichuan of the Qing army, on the Dadu River. At the time of life and death, Shi Dakai, regardless of his subordinates' dissuasion, resolutely took three ministries and his youngest son to the Qing army camp to surrender. Perhaps he still has illusions that the commander-in-chief of the Qing army can keep his promise and spend the rest of his life in seclusion in the mountains and in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting after dismissing the remnants. But he was caught in the net, but how could he get what he wanted? Did Wang Hao regret it when the butcher knife was about to fall? In common life scenes, we ordinary people have similar words and deeds. There are countless possibilities before a thing happens, and there is only one result, either unwilling to see it or amazing, all of which are caused by differences in thoughts, similar to some chapters in the journey of life. In the prime of life, we always have irrelevant ideas about the cause of love. We always look at the other side of the mountain and turn a blind eye to what is easy to get. Until one day, we are covered with hair, and then the curtains will fall gently. When we look back at the road, we suddenly find that the most precious thing we lost, like jewels in the dark, still flashes on the other side of the river after many years, but it is too late to regret it. We can only send "one"
Over the past hundred years, many literati have written many poems in memory of Yongqing Wang, and even traveled thousands of miles to pay tribute to Yongqing Wang's heroic sacrifice to express their deep grief. It is generally believed that if Shi Dakai didn't delay the opportunity to celebrate his youngest son's birthday, he would annihilate the soldiers guarding the river in one fell swoop, and then appear in the Chengdu Plain as a winner, waiting for his wings to grow up and compete for the Central Plains. It's a pity that these are all hypotheses, which are caused by the psychology of sympathizing with Wang Shi Dakai. But I always feel that failure is actually adding luster to this fallen hero. The reason why people pay enthusiastic attention to this place where heroes and powerful enemies have fought fiercely across the vast river of time for more than a century is because the ending of Wing King is very tragic, and he was tortured in the middle of the year. Moreover, it is the dream of many people for Shi Dakai to take on heavy responsibilities at a young age. So the worship of Wing King also includes the worship of fame and fortune. However, a problem has arisen, that is, the latecomers always happen to coincide, extremely beautifying the fallen heroes, but sometimes they are as cold as ice and refuse to help the fallen people around them. This is really a strange psychology. The failed heroes are still outstanding, and someone has erected a monument for them. Ordinary people who want to get ahead are still unknown in the end, and there is no text about them in the volume. In my opinion, there should be not only the sun and the moon in the historical sky, but also countless twinkling stars, that is, the joys and sorrows of ordinary cloth, which should be a chapter in the history books.
Nowadays, the era of Ma Tiejin Ge is long gone. Who dares to pretend to be a hero? The real heroes in my heart are those who always stick to the basic moral bottom line of being a man and hold high the banner of justice in their hearts in the hustle and bustle of the city. There are not many such heroes, and they are on the verge, but talking is better than nothing.
Chapter Six: Searching for the Footprints of Heroes
Over the past few days, Huang Yong, instructor of Lingchuan Fire Brigade of Guilin detachment of Guangxi Fire Corps, saved the drowning people, and the heroic deeds of tragic and heroic sacrifice spread rapidly in Bagui. In Ningming County, the hometown of the hero, the heroic feat made the hometown people feel proud, and the early death of the hero made the hometown people lament. On June 7/KLOC-0 and June 8/KLOC-0, a group of three people from Guangxi Fire Corps came to Ningming County, Huang's hometown, to interview and excavate the hero's advanced deeds before his death and look for his growth footprints.
All walks of life fully support the interview work.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of the interview activities, according to the deployment of the leaders of Chongzuo Fire Brigade, Ningming Fire Brigade informed the Propaganda Department of the county party committee of the arrangement of the interview activities on the afternoon of 16, which received strong support from the Propaganda Department. 18, the joint interview team of Guangxi Fire Corps and Ningming County News Center visited Huang's comrades-in-arms, classmates, teachers and neighbors one by one.
Huang Huaqin in the eyes of teachers, classmates and neighbors
Uncle Lin, who lives next door to Huang, is almost 70 years old. He grew up watching Huang. After seeing the news of Huang's heroic rescue and glorious sacrifice broadcast online by Guangxi TV News, I was extremely sad. When he learned that it was a reporter from the fire brigade, he excitedly took the reporter's hand and said, "Hua Qin! He's a good boy! It's a pity that he is the glory of our Ningming people ... "At some point, he burst into tears.
Uncle Lin said: "Huang was very good and sensible when he was a child. He always likes to help others when they are in trouble. He is a child who likes to help others. " According to him, when Huang was in elementary school, he once saved people by the river. At that time, a child was washing clothes by the Mingjiang River and accidentally fell into the river. The child can't swim, and something will happen. At this time, Huang, who was carrying water by the river, found the danger. He found a pole, handed it to the child and dragged him ashore. Speaking of which, Uncle Lin also took us to Mingjiang and pointed out the place where Huang saved people.
The teacher who has been teaching for more than 40 years is the head teacher of Huang Primary School. When teacher Chen saw the news on TV, she immediately recognized Huang as her student. Although it was more than 20 years ago, Huang left a deep impression on her. Teacher Chen said that Huang is extroverted, self-motivated, hardworking and always likes to help others. ? I remember that during the counterattack in self-defense, the school organized students to welcome the PLA back to China. At that time, the sun was very bright and some students didn't wear hats. Huang gave his hat to others.
Ma Jianhui, who works in the Political and Legal Committee of Ningming County Committee, is Huang's primary school classmate. He recalled that every year when the farm was busy, the school would organize students to help the masses pick ears of rice, especially in summer, when the sun was shining and others were hiding in the shade, but he kept working. He always picked more ears of rice than others. Ma Jianhui said: "When Huang went to primary school, what impressed me the most was that my classmates organized a home visit to five-guarantee households. We all took only one or two eggs, but he took five or six eggs to those lonely old people alone. "
According to Huang Riqin, the head teacher of Huang junior high school, Huang has done well in all aspects of the school. He is a labor committee member in his class, and his enthusiasm is very high. At that time, the school mobilized students to join the league, and he actively applied to be the first student in the class. He has been rated as an outstanding student cadre in the second and third grades. Once, I led my classmate Huang to do cleaning, and our class was responsible for cleaning the school toilet. The sanitation in the clean area has been cleaned, but I don't know which student played a prank and threw a brick into the toilet to block the pit in the toilet. After Huang, who had just finished cleaning, knew it, he found a hoe and hooked it without saying anything.
Hu Weidong, who has been engaged in judicial work with Huang's junior high school and senior high school classmates for 6 years, said that Huang has his own ideals and pursuits, and he is highly motivated and a dutiful son. His college entrance examination that year was only 10. At that time, Ningming County recruited cadres through public examinations, and he was completely qualified, but he said that he would go to the army to exercise. Soon, he was admitted to the military academy and realized his life pursuit. After joining the army, Huang sometimes went home to visit relatives, and his friends invited him to drink and chat, but he refused. He said, I have to stay with my parents when I finally go home. When his father died, he didn't bother our friends. When he got home, he simply finished the funeral for his father and hurried back to the army.
He is the pride of the people in his hometown.
Teacher Liu Jingkun, the head teacher of Huang Middle School, recalled that when Huang was in high school, he was also a labor committee member in his class. He is a student cadre with great appeal and cohesion. At that time, the school was just established for two years. When building the school road, it is necessary to borrow soil to fill the school road more than 0/00 meters away from/kloc. Huang organized the Datong School in the class to push the scooter to move the earth, and finally successfully completed the task.
Teacher Liu Jingkun said: "Miss Huang respects her teacher very much. When he was in the army, he often called me and invited me to visit Guilin. I didn't expect him to leave us like this. We were moved by Huang He's spirit of saving lives. He is the pride of the people in our hometown. "
Chapter 7: Searching for the Footprints of Heroes
Heroes with a Thousand Faces is a classic that lays the theoretical foundation of Campbell's mythology. In this book, the most touching sentence is: "Myth is everyone's dream, and dream is everyone's myth." Myth is no longer a the legend of heroes far away from our real world, but a treasure map that reveals our inner secrets. Oedipus' love for his mother and father reflects nothing more than his children's desire to "break out of the cocoon" and their initial sexual yearning. But because of many social ethics, these desires can only be hidden in the heart. So it appeared as a personal dream-and this dream was enjoyed by too many people, which became a myth.
And every fairy tale is like a dream with a hero as the protagonist. In Campbell's words, each of us has a temple of our own, which is unacknowledged and preliminary, but it implies a dream of a strong country.
Dreams are divorced from the ethical control of reality and reflect the truest self. Yes, it is the application of Freud's psychoanalysis in the field of mythology. This seemingly simple interpretation actually solves another difficult problem: why do similar fairy tales appear all over the world? In East Africa, there is the mother of creation, in Egypt, there is the great divide-and-rule god Sukhka, and in China, there is the epoch-making giant Pangu. Did they exchange information as early as when there was no Internet and no optical cable, leaving almost identical myths and heroes?
With Campbell's theory, it is easy to understand the imagination of this primitive crowd. Similarly, in the myth of species extinction caused by floods or rainstorms around the world, there are always ark and prophets-this reflects the primitive humans living in caves, their fear of floods and their concern about phenological disorder. This kind of emotion exists in every nation, regardless of Europe, Asia, Africa and the United States. The story has been handed down, and there may be various deformations, but its core plot cannot be concealed. Campbell's efforts are actually to find thousands of heroic traces from various myths around the world, stare at them, and restore ordinary people who create heroes. This brings the heroes back to the real world.
So it is understandable that heroes always have weaknesses. Achilles was unguarded, and theseus would forget to replace black sails after killing Minos. Zeus was lewd and Hera was jealous. Every time the story is told "don't open this door" or "don't open this box", the protagonists can't help but be curious, which leads to a great tragedy. These imperfect heroes have not lost their charm because of the defects in word of mouth, nor have they been "kindly" eliminated by the story-because without these shortcomings, the hero myth has nothing to do with us mortals, but dull statues and boring sermons on the altar. This is why during the Renaissance, a large number of fairy tales about Dionysus, Saturnalia and Witches broke out in various artistic forms like underground undercurrents. These imperfect fairy tales, even with evil vitality, are actually self-portraits of mortals like you and me.
When we read those myths carefully, we find that heroes just refuse the desire to die, break through the barriers of reason and become the real soul that has been passed down to this day. Campbell put it well: "The whole society presents itself as a dynamic and immortal unit ... generations of individuals have passed away like nameless cells on the body, but the stable and eternal form has remained ... Embrace this superego and everyone will find that they have been promoted, enriched, supported and expanded." As described in the myth, people will find their own way after thousands of years. At this moment, each of us is an immortal caveman, crossing the forest of time and space and living in the dream of myth and reincarnation forever.