1 But he is more than a leader among musicians. He is the most heroic force in modern art. He is the greatest and best friend of the suffering and unyielding people.

2 He finally rested. He had achieved what he had hoped for: transcending time.

3A hundred years ago, a great man from Russia lit the most innocent torch for our generation, illuminating our youth. In the gloomy dusk of the nineteenth century, which is about to end, he is like a soothing star, attracting and comforting our young hearts with his gaze.

4 There is a strange power burning in his eyes, which shocks everyone who sees him; but most people cannot distinguish the subtle differences between them.

5 Because on the brown and tragic face, these eyes emit a wild light, so everyone always thinks they are black; in fact, they are gray-blue.

6 His expressive eyes are sometimes charming and gentle, sometimes confused, sometimes arrogant and terrifying.

7 Deep down he admired and feared his music: it made him turbulent. He was afraid that it would cause him to lose his spiritual balance, which Goethe had gained in so much pain.

8 "Joy" falls from the sky, wrapped in unrealistic tranquility: it soothes the pain with its gentle breath; and when it slips into the hearts of people who have just recovered from a serious illness, the first The caressing was so gentle that, just like Beethoven's friend, one could not help but "cry from the sight of his soft eyes."

9 Slowly, "joy" seizes life.

10 This is a conquest, a struggle against pain.

11 After the joy of war, there is the drunkenness of religion; then there is the sacred banquet, and there is the excitement of love.

12 The entire human race spreads its arms to the sky, shouts and rushes towards "joy", hugging it tightly in its arms.

13 It is so vivid, almost human, like a huge soul, with countless thoughts and powers flowing through it; and there is no place in the Rhine Valley more delicate than Bonn. It is more beautiful, more majestic, and more gentle. Its slopes covered with dense shade and covered with flowers are impacted and caressed by the river.

14 Michelangelo said nothing; but he carved the "Lamentation of Christ": the young, immortal Christ lay on the lap of the Virgin, as if fast asleep.

15 In this broken heart, when all vitality is deprived, a new life begins. Bright flowers bloom again in spring, and the flame of love burns more vividly.

16 A great heart and soul is like a high mountain. It is blown by wind and rain, and surrounded by clouds, but when people breathe there, they breathe more freely and powerfully than elsewhere.

17 The pure atmosphere can wash away the filth in the soul; and when the clouds break away, it becomes majestic to mankind.

18 This lofty mountain peak stood in Renaissance Italy. From a distance, we saw its steep silhouette disappearing in the boundless blue sky.

19 This is the sudden prosperity of everything in the spiritual realm. In art, science, and thought, this brilliant brilliance is everywhere.

The 20th concert was unprofitable, and his embarrassment in life did not change at all. He was still sick, poor and lonely - yet he was a winner. He defeated human mediocrity, defeated his own fate, and defeated his own pain.

The above are all excerpted from "Celebrity Biography", I hope it will be helpful to you~