书评

Jack London's Love of Life has always been my favorite, the boundless ancient snow is increasingly difficult to survive in the portrayal of modern life. I believe that the majority of people's life is survival above, life below. Know the joys and sorrows of the meantime, only oneself can taste the hardship out. "Love of Life" seems to be an allegory. Everyone is fighting for your food. Survival of the fittest, desperate competition will be oppressive to the unspeakable. Not everyone is lucky enough to end up on the ship that leaves the North Pole, comfortably dressed in clean clothes and drinking warm tea. Many of them were among the dead. No one is at fault, not without struggle, not without effort, not without love of life. However, the outcome can actually be different. If You ask me to recommend self-help books, Love of Life is definitely the number one, and no one can replace its positive pull force. This is the most basic to the origin of life and finally, the humble body carries the noblest soul. Many people are willing to advocate the view that it is better to die when life is a disgrace than die when it is a disgrace. To die for certain values is the acme of some life and the embodiment of noble character. And now, I just want to say, let's go back to our simplest, most humble body, this body. Protect it. Keep it alive. The worm lives. Perhaps the simplest is the essence of life. Fight for your life, even if it's bloody, really, nothing bad.