What does "like clouds and smoke" mean?

Question 1: In the youthful moment of life, everything is like clouds and smoke. No one can fight for the day and night, and can't win the years. Sometimes a glance can last for a moment

Prosperity is nothing more than this

< p> It is indeed the case

So the poster should cherish the present

Question 2: Read the Praise of Life and write down your feelings about life: how to live and how to be a person. No less than one hundred words. 100 points In the youthful moment of life, everything seems like smoke. No one can compete for the day and night, and no one can win the time. Sometimes, when walking on the road of life, do it and cherish it. Learn to cherish every inch of time, cherish every flower that blooms and fades, and cherish everyone around you who loves you and the people you love. As we grow up, we slowly get out of the happy age of life, and then some things can only settle into memories. We have no way to avoid them, we just need to know how to cherish them. Even though old age is approaching and life is getting further and further away, looking back on this journey is full of joy. Perhaps, it is precisely because we have learned to cherish that we can leave no regrets in our lives and no marks on our youth. "Practice and Cherish"

Time is a terrible killer, both invisible and visible. It gently crossed my life and harvested my childhood, my frivolity, my youth and my love. I thought that as long as I was young, I could have everything. Actually, I still don’t understand that there is another thing in this world called “destiny”. Youth is really very thin, everything is very light. When the wind blew, we were all separated. So, what exactly is youth? It's worthless while you're carrying it. Only after we have wasted it and exhausted it, when we look back, those who have loved and hurt us are the meaning of our youthful existence. Therefore, we should never regret what we have experienced. Because it was once all you wanted. "The Meaning of Youth"

Question 3: How do you feel about doing things for others? In the youthful moment of life, everything seems like smoke. No one can compete for the day and night, and no one can win the time. Sometimes, when walking on the road of life, do it and cherish it. Learn to cherish every inch of time, cherish every flower that blooms and fades, and cherish everyone around you who loves you and the people you love. As I grow up, I slowly break away from the joys of life

Question 4: Postman’s Book Review of Amusing Ourselves to Death (Characteristics, Content, Significance) People have been paying close attention to 1984. The year came as expected, but George Orwell's prediction of 1984 did not come true. After worrying, Americans could not help but sing a hymn in praise of themselves. The roots of liberal democracy endure, and whether or not Orwell's nightmare befalls us elsewhere, at least we have survived.

But we have forgotten that in addition to Orwell's terrifying predictions, there is another equally chilling version, although this version is slightly older and less well-known. This is Orwell. "Brave New World" by Des Huxley. Even well-educated people would not have guessed that Huxley's and Orwell's predictions were completely different. Orwell warned that people would be enslaved by external oppression, while Huxley believed that it was not Big Brother's fault that people lost their freedom, success, and history. In his view, people will gradually fall in love with oppression and worship industrial technology that makes them lose their ability to think.

What Orwell was afraid of were those who forcibly banned books. Huxley was worried about losing any reason to ban books, because no one would want to read anymore; what Orwell was afraid of were those who deprived us of information. Huxley was worried that people would become increasingly impulsive and selfish in the vast ocean of information; Orwell was worried that the truth would be concealed, and Huxley was worried that the truth would be drowned in the boring and trivial worldly affairs; What Weir feared was that our culture would become a controlled culture, and what Huxley feared was that our culture would become a vulgar culture full of sensuality, desire, and unruly games. As Huxley mentioned in "Brave New World Revisited", those libertarians and rationalists who are always ready to oppose dictatorship "completely ignore people's endless desire for entertainment." In "1984", people are controlled by pain, while in "Brave New World", people lose their freedom due to pleasure. In short, Orwell worried that what we hate will destroy us, while Huxley worried that we will be destroyed by what we love.

What this book wants to tell everyone is that it is Huxley's prediction, not Orwell's prediction, that may become reality.

"Amusing Ourselves to Death" is an exploration and mourning of the most significant changes in American culture in the second half of the 20th century: the decline of the printing age and the rise of the television age; television changed the content and content of public discourse. Meaning; content in politics, religion, education and any other public affairs area will inevitably be redefined by television expressions. The general expression of television is entertainment. All public discourse increasingly appears in the form of entertainment and becomes a cultural spirit. All cultural content has willingly become an appendage of entertainment without complaint or even silence. "The result is that we have become a species that entertains itself to death."

In summary, Postman mainly puts forward two points of view:

1. Television’s involvement in politics makes the originally serious election campaign look like a variety show, and the public is keen on politicians’ gossip. , commenting on their clothing and appearance, and letting these irrelevant factors directly affect the voting machines in their hands;

2. The strong coverage and large-scale bombing of TV news reports have made news events that were originally multi-emotional All have become diluted and entertainment-oriented. The host's mechanical "Let's watch the next item" easily diverts the audience's attention, and the due emotion contained in each piece of news is being lost. Both the audience and the media are becoming indifferent.

The above two are descriptions of the United States in the 1980s, and can also be seen as predictions of China today.

Although Postman’s judgment is calm in tone, it contains a heart of despair-television is only a century old since its birth in 1900, but it has transformed politics, news, education and even the entire world. A noisy and colorful "sideshow". On that magnificent "TV" screen, no matter how brutal the murder, how horrific the earthquake, how absurd the political scandal, as long as the host gently says "Next", everything will disappear from people's minds. So clean...

As a result, the so-called "information environment" in which we are immersed every day has actually become a mirror of "television". Not only has the culture of failure become a culture, but also, news The value of makeup only depends on how many laughs or boos it can bring... What's more, extraordinary moral character, perfect personality, etc., only depend on the level of "makeup"...

Question 5: "Love and hate are like clouds and smoke" What is the name of this song? If you have an early version, please send it to [email protected ] Thank you! 20 points "The End" by Dong Zhen

Lyrics:

The two sides of love and hate are like clouds of smoke

Sometimes scattered and sometimes diffused

The sword of time cuts through the longing

Is it lingering or just determination

Look at the vicissitudes of the sea, the clouds and the clouds, the past goes away with the rivers and lakes

My heart falls into the abyss of you Her face is like a flash in the pan

Like a kite with its strings cut off, taking away the past and long-lasting vows

Can we meet next to the Sansheng Stone in the next life

What I hate most is the rush of time. It's like being swept away by a hurricane

I just took a quick glance and didn't have time to miss you

Those tragedies that were staged will eventually end in the next life

The remaining ridiculous vows finally disappeared into the long night< /p>

Walking through the busy streets again is a picture of happiness

Year after year, the sword has no eyes, but the years have forgotten and I still miss you

If time goes back to Can this moment be trapped in front of you?

Even if we pass each other, I still have to remember your profile

If you don’t have the heart to stand in the wilderness forever

Close Can I get the regret in your eyes?

What I hate the most is that the fleeting time is like being swept by a hurricane

I just glanced at you in a hurry and had no time to miss you

Those tragedies that were staged were said to end in the next life

The remaining absurd vows finally disappeared into the long night

What I hate the most is that in the rush of time, it is like being swept by a hurricane

I only took a quick look It’s too late to miss you

Those tragedies that were staged will end in the next life

The remaining ridiculous vows finally disappeared into the night

Interlude of the TV series "The Swordsman" Huo Jianhua version , appeared in the sixth episode of Linghu Chong Dongfang Bubai Sword Dance in the Wheat Field.

Question 6: The two sides of love and hate are like clouds and smoke that sometimes disperse and sometimes fill the air, cutting through the longing. What song is this to end (Swordsman Interlude)

Original song: Dong Zhen

Cover: Tongtong

The two sides of love are like clouds of smoke

Sometimes scattered and sometimes diffuse

The sword of time cuts through the longing< /p>

Is it lingering or just determination

Look at the vicissitudes of life, the clouds and the clouds, the past goes away with the rivers and lakes

My heart falls into the abyss, your face is like a flash in the pan

Like a needle breaking its thread, taking away the past and long-lasting vows

Will we meet next to the Sansheng Stone in the next life

What I hate most is that the passing years are like being swept by a hurricane

I just had a quick glance and it was too late to miss you

Those tragedies that were staged will eventually end in the next life

The remaining ridiculous vows finally disappeared into the long night

Question 7 : Thoughts after reading "Amusing Ourselves to Death" [Three thoughts after reading "Amusing Ourselves to Death"]

Thoughts after reading "Amusing Ourselves to Death"

I just read the title "Entertaining Ourselves to Death" and I think entertainment can also cause harm. A place of death? Entertainment is produced in response to people's spiritual needs, and there are many forms of entertainment, such as television. Thoughts after reading "Entertaining to Death". In an era when the printing age is declining and the television age is booming, the content and meaning of public discourse, as well as the content of politics, religion, education and any other public affairs field, are inevitably reshaped by the expression of television. definition. Slowly, all public discourse increasingly appears in the form of entertainment and becomes a cultural spirit. But when all cultural content willingly becomes a vassal of entertainment without complaint or even silence, it confirms Postman's statement that "the result is that we have become a species that entertains itself to death."

As we continue reading, we will gradually discover the horror of entertainment. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is entertainment to death.

In summary, Postman mainly puts forward two points of view:

The above two are descriptions of the United States in the 1980s, and can also be seen as predictions of China today.

< p> For this reason, Postman's worries are so desperate and touching: "If a nation is distracted by trivial matters, if cultural life is redefined as the cycle of entertainment, if serious public dialogue becomes childish, Language, in short, the people degenerate into passive audiences, and all public affairs are like sideshows, then this nation will find itself in danger, and the fate of cultural destruction is inevitable. ”

Any autocracy in history. They are all like clouds and smoke, fleeting, but another scene is approaching us faster and faster. We seem to be living in an era of entertainment to death.

TV culture, Super Girl, star scholars, when The Analects of Confucius set off a huge wave only with the help of the TV medium, Confucius was full of knowledge and did not know whether to be happy or sad. In this case, it doesn’t actually matter what the Analects of Confucius is about. What matters is the way we accept it. People have become accustomed to absorbing culture from television and take it as a matter of course. In fact, television plays an important role in our lives. has successfully played the role of a "myth", and this is exactly what Professor Neil Postman wants to criticize in the book "Amusing Ourselves to Death". After reading "After reading "Amusing Ourselves to Death".

Postman gave an example. In today's society, any so-called information cannot exist in a world lacking media. What he means is: if there is no media used to promote them, Without technology, people cannot understand and incorporate all this into their daily lives. In short, this information cannot exist as cultural content.

Television is insignificant, but if it imposes a lofty mission on itself, or presents itself as a carrier of important cultural dialogue, then dangers arise, and perhaps even more dangerous. This idea has even been recognized or encouraged by the public.

Modern industrial development has indeed brought good news to the public, but material development and spiritual progress are never necessarily proportional. When the United States opened the first telegraph line, the whole country was excited. Joyful, but not everyone holds an optimistic attitude. Thoreau in "Walden"... >>

Question 8: The two sides of love and hate are like clouds of smoke, sometimes scattered and sometimes diffuse. , The sword of time cuts apart longing for similar sentences and lyrics: The two sides of love and hate are like clouds of smoke, sometimes scattered and sometimes diffused. The sword of time cuts apart longing from the song "End"

"End"

Vocalist: Dong Zhen

Album: "Bai Suzhen"

Release date: 2014-11-06

Lyrics:

Love and hate are like clouds

Sometimes scattered and sometimes diffuse

The sword of time cuts through the longing

Is it lingering or just determination

Look at the vicissitudes of the sea and the clouds and the rolling clouds

The past goes away with the rivers and lakes

My heart falls into the abyss