A person's real death is to be forgotten

Recently, an old man died, and his son from abroad returned to the United States after he came back to take care of the aftermath. And in the United States, it was directly operated and sold the house in my hometown. The old house has pictures of the old man, clothes, furniture, various medals, full of the old man's memories. The agent asked his son, do you want to come and collect these things? The son groaned and said, I will not go back, the new owner looks at it.

These relics do not seem to be worth much, but these relics are all things that the old man has touched, used, and experienced, and it can be said that only these things can prove that the old man once lived in this world. In front of the stove, we can see the figure of the old man cooking; in the chair, we can see the old man sitting; on the sofa in the living room, we can remember the picture of the old man sitting there drinking tea and watching TV.

To give up all these relics is to give up all memories. After several years and more than ten years of erosion, the image of the old man will gradually blur in his son's heart and eventually disappear completely. No one will remember that there was this old man in this world.

A person's real death is to be forgotten.

Zang Kejia said that some people are alive, he is dead, some people are dead, he is still alive. He is talking about the death and life of the soul, referring to the nobility and inferiority of the soul. Let's interpret the sentence in another way, those who are alive and have been forgotten, he is dead, and those who are dead, as long as there are still people who have memories of him, he lives in their hearts in another way.

There was once an old man named Maba Gaoso, as if forgotten by the god of death, who lived for 146 years. However, he ended up on a hunger strike to end his life. Why? Because all his relatives and friends around him are dead, no one in the world has a common memory with him. Except for seeing such an old man, no one remembers the experience of the old man in this life.

This is a man who is alive but has been forgotten.

Of course, the suicide of the elderly is not worth advocating.

At the same time, those who we still mourn every year or every few years, such as Qu Yuan, Yuan Longping, Li Siguang, Deng Jiaxian, Qian Xuesen and others, are still alive in people's hearts.

In the Chinese idea of ancestor worship, if the descendants forget to burn incense for the ancestors, they are forgetting the ancestors, and the ancestors will be hungry. See, ancestors are also afraid of being forgotten. Even if the tombs are swept during the Qingming Festival, at least it means that they have not been forgotten.

Confucianism emphasizes morality, meritorious service, and speech, that is, it feels that in a lifetime, we must always make a little contribution to the world.

Of course, in today's society, social pressure is increasing, and it is not easy to make a living, so why talk about the ideal of lofty meritorious service?

In this regard, an advertising phrase that Jobs personally read said it well:

To crazy people. They are mavericks. They are untamed. They get into trouble. They don't fit in. They see things differently. They don't like to stick to the rules. Nor are they willing to settle for the status quo. You can identify with them, oppose them, praise or denigrate them. But they cannot be ignored. Because they changed the ordinary. They push humanity forward. Maybe they are crazy in the eyes of others, but they are geniuses in our eyes. Because only those who are crazy enough to think they can change the world... In order to truly change the world.

If everyone in society has a little bit of kindness in mind, as the song goes:

As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world.

Dreams still have to be had, what if they come true?

At least one day, we will be able to write a few words on our tombstones:

Come, write, love.