Every baby who comes to the world today
With a big eye
Sincere care
Every life that comes to the world is expected
Because we change the world
Will be their future
-- Future masters
Everything in the past is engraved in the stone tablet of the book and becomes history. Meditation on the past years depends on some carriers. In my memory a few years later, what do we leave for the future?
In 1985, Professor fumson of Duke University in the United States opened a special course "post-modern and Cultural Theory" at Peking University. From then on, the post-modern era has become popular in China. The extraordinary and forward-looking nature of this post-modern Godfather theory is that this society is increasingly showing what he describes: the disappearance of the subject, the disappearance of depth, the disappearance of the sense of history, and the disappearance of distance. Although this kind of induction is somewhat subjective, our age is increasingly characterized by post-modern fragmentation.
There are small advertisements everywhere, like ghosts wandering and appearing in every possible and impossible corner. They give you everything you need and help you relieve the worries about private affairs. There are emotions everywhere, from television, newspapers, magazines, buses, computers to all entertainment products, the exposure of beautiful women means a lot of money to give back; everywhere is impetuous, alexa has been cracked, EVD has been cracked, website has been cracked, and software has been cracked. Technological changes have also changed the spirit of material.
After the invention of paper, the information is no longer just a word of mouth, but it also leaves a good credential for the future. The Internet has a search engine, and the future can easily find the impetuous carnival of our predecessors ...... Nothing can be concealed, and the future will truthfully describe this history. In this prosperous Golden Age, can we retain some beautiful feelings that can last forever? Is this a nation that lacks ultimate care?
This Wednesday afternoon, I will return to the place called yanyuan. People may not be able to stay in an environment for too long. Just like the quietness of the unnamed Lake on Wednesday and the noisy of the lake, the campus life that once turned a blind eye has become so cordial. It is a must-have place for thought gathering. The simple posters are arranged in a compact manner, eager to resonate with the students.
The "Weeping soul-the current situation of poor children in the Western Region" is ongoing. ixin's colleagues are using pictures to show the sufferings of the remote areas of the country, rural Teachers with dark cheeks use shy Mandarin to tell stories about children's desire to read. In this chilly autumn afternoon, those who donate money to the children are crowded, I was moved and warmed up for a long time. The "follow-up sanjiangyuan-Tibetan folk culture documentary exchange conference" is ongoing, the Tibetan people from the three rivers basin expressed their love and devotion to the gods on the plateau and the destruction of the ecology by outsiders; mr. Jacob and Mr. salfariini, former Ambassador to China, explained with emotion the huge questions behind him.
"The lake is a sea where poets are hiding at the bottom of the water. "The guests gathered at the Sanjiao 105 poetry conference to commemorate the death of the poet Ge Mai, and the ringing of cell phones from time to time burst into silence, no passion for recitation seems to tell us that this is no longer a time for poetry. At the end of the activity, the boy standing at the podium and looking up at the ceiling will go to the stage and pick up the board, I wiped out the words "gorimai" in the "" on the blackboard-"". The time when the poet was absent indeed needs to be remembered. Then, he wiped the "man" and left only the "Commemorative poem" on the blackboard "...... This is almost the coolest act art, and an unsuccessful poem will be given some meaning.
It is no longer an ivory tower, and the impetuousness of the Age of transformation is shining in every corner. The current time is engraved in the book of the future. If it is only the word "impetuous", it is almost a statement after the beautification of history. What cannot be changed is the reality, and life is the same. Autumn has arrived, and the weather is cloudy and warm in the last two days. It passes through the past in different atmosphere. In reality and ideal, the mind is fluctuating. I love this life ...... |
