The weather is getting colder and colder, and it seems that there is a winter chill inadvertently. It's late autumn again in a blink of an eye. A book, a pot of tea, a lazy afternoon without class. Inadvertently, I opened Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Life. In fact, the first thing that attracted me was the title of this book. Life is light. The Bible says that the soul is lifeless when it dies. Dr. McDongel of the United States once said that the weight of the soul is only 2 1 g, which is ridiculous, but it reflects the lightness of the soul, the lightness of life and the ease of passing away. Life is heavy. There is only one life, and once it is lost, it will never come back. Short one-way life, family, friendship, love, career, responsibility, ideal, goal, etc. , all on the shoulder. Although there is no weight of materialism, it makes the heart exhausted. If traced back to the source, the lightness and heaviness of life is an extension of the question put forward by parmenides, an ancient Greek philosopher in the 6th century BC. According to parmenides, there are several opposite duality in the universe, namely, positive-negative, just like light-dark, heat-cold. But which is positive and which is negative? Parmenides thinks that light is positive and heavy is negative, but Milan Kundera doesn't think so. He gives people a heavy choice, with a sad life and a sweet burden. For those who choose lightly, they have a relaxed and happy life but a lifelong sense of nothingness. Don't try to guess what conclusions Milan Kundera intends to draw. When the protagonist faces the life he chooses, he is free and easy, and when he faces change, he is happy with it. I think this is the psychological preparation when facing the choice, and the choice at every moment is incomparable. Historical events are not repeated, and people and things are unique. We may just make choices because of this unique meaning. I have no complicated life and profound experience. I really don't think I can read Milan Kundera's book. In fact, when a hundred people study, they will have a hundred different feelings. I just want to express my feelings. As a novel, spirit and flesh, light and heavy, misunderstanding, etc. , not suitable for the title, but as the theme of a profound philosophical novel, it is suitable for revealing the reality and another interpretation of philosophical thought. Enjoy a different life in the silence and tranquility of late autumn. In ethics and philosophy, Milan Kundera's book is enough to lead us into another world. From the stranger's point of view, explore our own life with the coolest eyes. For what we have passed, experienced and experienced, let us know ourselves more clearly from a bystander's point of view, forcing us to find the meaning of our existence. "What kind of existence is man? What does it mean? " Kundera discusses the questions that every novel has to answer, but it is also the questions that every novel can't answer. It is a problem that human beings keep exploring but see less and less hope. Perhaps it is for this reason that Leibniz famously said, "What exists is reasonable." But we also feel how pale and powerless this word of self-consolation is, which is not enough to pin the confusion and hope of all mankind. Perhaps we don't know ourselves deeply enough, and any too straightforward explanation is too superficial. Who I am and why I am alive are questions that we have been thinking about. And God's response is merciless ridicule. Philosophy, the deepest thinking in our eyes, may be just a moment in God's smile. The author raised eternal questions at the beginning of the book. "Think about the things we have experienced, think about them repeating like yesterday, even endlessly repeating. What does this crazy fantasy mean? " Yes, what is the real meaning of life? Is it really meaningless to repeat yesterday again and again? In my opinion, life is actually a feeling. Of course, this feeling varies from person to person. Some people may feel that their life is meaningless, but this feeling itself cannot change the reality-we still have to continue to live as usual. Or thinking about the essence of life will change some details of our life and change our thinking, but the most essential thing has not changed, that is, life itself, and the only difference is how to live. There is no doubt that Milan Kundera is a great writer. The work itself, whether it is connotation or skill, is transcendent. It is this transcendence that makes more people read him, experience him and continue to think about life. In fact, so far, I am just a very young child, a child who thinks he has grown up. I only have a superficial understanding of life in all kinds of words, or the consciousness imposed on me in my imagination. Life is unbearable, and I may not be able to think about it at all, nor can I fully understand the moral contained in the article. Maybe I can only explain my point of view from a small point and a small aspect. In the eighteen years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, flowers bloom and fall year after year. Walking slowly in life, you will always miss something you can, and be shelved by such reasons and excuses, and gradually forget. It was not until one day that I missed the beauty that I remembered that there was only a lifetime of regret. Those forgotten, those forgotten things are all bits and pieces of life. Perhaps this is the true meaning of life. But I am convinced that the true meaning of life itself is beautiful. Beauty is not easy to get. It always requires your efforts and efforts. It takes reason and courage to build a life. There is also an indispensable nature in peace, just like the lamp at the end, "I want to keep the lamp on all night". In a sense, light is also hope. The weather is getting colder and colder, and it seems that there is a winter chill inadvertently. It's late autumn again in a blink of an eye. A book, a pot of tea, a lazy afternoon without class. Inadvertently, I opened Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Life. In fact, the first thing that attracted me was the title of this book. Life is light. The Bible says that the soul is lifeless when it dies. Dr. McDongel of the United States once said that the weight of the soul is only 2 1 g, which is ridiculous, but it reflects the lightness of the soul, the lightness of life and the ease of passing away. Life is heavy. There is only one life, and once it is lost, it will never come back. Short one-way life, family, friendship, love, career, responsibility, ideal, goal, etc. , all on the shoulder. Although there is no weight of materialism, it makes the heart exhausted. If traced back to the source, the lightness and heaviness of life is an extension of the question put forward by parmenides, an ancient Greek philosopher in the 6th century BC. According to parmenides, there are several opposite duality in the universe, namely, positive-negative, just like light-dark, heat-cold. But which is positive and which is negative? Parmenides thinks that light is positive and heavy is negative, but Milan Kundera doesn't think so. He gives people a heavy choice, with a sad life and a sweet burden. For those who choose lightly, they have a relaxed and happy life but a lifelong sense of nothingness. Don't try to guess what conclusions Milan Kundera intends to draw. When the protagonist faces the life he chooses, he is free and easy, and when he faces change, he is happy with it. I think this is the psychological preparation when facing the choice, and the choice at every moment is incomparable. Historical events are not repeated, and people and things are unique. We may just make choices because of this unique meaning. I have no complicated life and profound experience. I really don't think I can read Milan Kundera's book. In fact, when a hundred people study, they will have a hundred different feelings. I just want to express my feelings. As a novel, spirit and flesh, light and heavy, misunderstanding, etc. , not suitable for the title, but as the theme of a profound philosophical novel, it is suitable for revealing the reality and another interpretation of philosophical thought. Enjoy a different life in the silence and tranquility of late autumn. In ethics and philosophy, Milan Kundera's book is enough to lead us into another world. From the stranger's point of view, explore our own life with the coolest eyes. For what we have passed, experienced and experienced, let us know ourselves more clearly from a bystander's point of view, forcing us to find the meaning of our existence. "What kind of existence is man? What does it mean? " Kundera discusses the questions that every novel has to answer, but it is also the questions that every novel can't answer. It is a problem that human beings keep exploring but see less and less hope. Perhaps it is for this reason that Leibniz famously said, "What exists is reasonable." But we also feel how pale and powerless this word of self-consolation is, which is not enough to pin the confusion and hope of all mankind. Perhaps we don't know ourselves deeply enough, and any too straightforward explanation is too superficial. Who I am and why I am alive are questions that we have been thinking about. And God's response is merciless ridicule. Philosophy, the deepest thinking in our eyes, may be just a moment in God's smile. The author raised eternal questions at the beginning of the book. "Think about the things we have experienced, think about them repeating like yesterday, even endlessly repeating. What does this crazy fantasy mean? " Yes, what is the real meaning of life? Is it really meaningless to repeat yesterday again and again? In my opinion, life is actually a feeling. Of course, this feeling varies from person to person. Some people may feel that their life is meaningless, but this feeling itself cannot change the reality-we still have to continue to live as usual. Or thinking about the essence of life will change some details of our life and change our thinking, but the most essential thing has not changed, that is, life itself, and the only difference is how to live. There is no doubt that Milan Kundera is a great writer. The work itself, whether it is connotation or skill, is transcendent. It is this transcendence that makes more people read him, experience him and continue to think about life. In fact, so far, I am just a very young child, a child who thinks he has grown up. I only have a superficial understanding of life in all kinds of words, or the consciousness imposed on me in my imagination. Life is unbearable, and I may not be able to think about it at all, nor can I fully understand the moral contained in the article. Maybe I can only explain my point of view from a small point and a small aspect. In the eighteen years of spring, summer, autumn and winter, flowers bloom and fall year after year. Walking slowly in life, you will always miss something you can, and be shelved by such reasons and excuses, and gradually forget. It was not until one day that I missed the beauty that I remembered that there was only a lifetime of regret. Those forgotten, those forgotten things are all bits and pieces of life. Perhaps this is the true meaning of life. But I am convinced that the true meaning of life itself is beautiful. Beauty is not easy to get. It always requires your efforts and efforts. It takes reason and courage to build a life. There is also an indispensable nature in peace, just like the lamp at the end, "I want to keep the lamp on all night". In a sense, light is also hope.