A literary classic, it does not guarantee you wealth, does not promise utilitarianism, does not cling to teaching, but can open a door to the spiritual world for you, accompany you to understand the wider world and life.
In this world, there are often unexpected things, some things are insignificant, but they are artificially expanded to the point of being unmanageable;
There are all kinds of strange things in this world, and there are things that surprise you beyond belief, because a sneeze takes the life of a Russian official;
The Russian novelist Anton Pavlovich Chekhov was a very good storyteller, and seeing an article in "Chekhov's Selected Short Stories" called "The Death of an Official" made people can't help but be amused and thoughtless.
The words written by a 19th-century writer, in the 21st century, still so vividly reflect some of the realities of human society, quite remarkable, after careful consideration, I have to sigh, why do human beings swim through such a vast river of time, how come some characteristics in human nature have not evolved?
It is said that on a good night, a magistrate was watching a play in the theater, and "suddenly" he could not help but sneeze, yes, a sneeze, and he never had peace until he ended his own life.
After sneezing in a public place like the theater, the magistrate did not feel the slightest embarrassment at first, and calmly took out a handkerchief and wiped his face, and politely looked around to determine whether he had disturbed others.
When he saw that "a little old man sitting in the first row in front of him was wiping his bald head and neck vigorously with his gloves and muttering quietly," the clerk "recognized this little old man as a civilian general serving in the Ministry of Communications," and from then on he began to be uneasy.
Chekhov was really a master of words, and he only used three pages of words to write the official's three days of life after sneezing, and the interpretation of psychological activities can be called a classic in the classics.
The magistrate first apologized at that time, "I'm sorry, my lord, I sneezed on you... I didn't mean to..." replied the general, "It's okay, it's okay..."
But the magistrate did not have the heart to watch the play anymore, and at halftime went to the general to explain the situation: "I sneezed and splashed on you, my lord... Please forgive me, I would have... It's not..."
"Oops, enough... I've forgotten about it, and you're not over! The general said, his lower lip trembling impatiently.
"I forgot, but there was a bad omen in his eyes." He didn't even want to say anything. Need to explain to him that I have no intention at all... This is the law of nature. Otherwise he would think I was deliberately him. He doesn't think so now, and he will think so later! ......“
The general was entangled, constantly speculating about the general's true thoughts, and the next two days he persevered to the office to apologize, hoping that the general could really forgive him, until the general developed to "his face was purple, his whole body trembled" and stomped his feet and shouted "get out", the officer "saw nothing, heard nothing, retreated to the door, walked to the street, staggered ... Mechanically back home, without taking off his uniform, lying on the couch, just... He's dead. “
A life, ended by a sneeze, is estimated to be such a high-level tragedy that can occur only in human society.
Chekhov did not write the rules of society, but delicately wrote about the psychological activities of the characters, with a meticulous demeanor, spiraling upwards in succession, and finally abruptly stopping the three words "Just ... Dead".
The things behind all the stories are left to the reader's own taste, and it can only be understood that the ineffable subtlety is just right, and behind the calm telling, there is a surging irony.
There are similar incidents in the animal kingdom, a wild horse was bitten by a bat and her leg shed blood, and the wild horse saw the bright red blood and kept running until the blood ran out...
Both the wild horse and the magistrate have died by infinitely expanding their fears, and it is the serious consequences caused by their subjective assumption of many non-existent factors and their inability to objectively understand the things themselves.
Chekhov uses a story about the wild horse effect of humans, stupid, never limited to animals, and humans may be even worse, a sneeze without half a drop of blood, just as deadly!