Speaking of Hamlet, the most familiar sentence for everyone is: "To be or not to be, it is a question." That is, to survive or to perish, that is the question.
Before that, I hadn't read Hamlet seriously, but the name was a household name. When I was in school, I read excerpts and didn't feel it. Now that I read it carefully from beginning to end, I feel how well it is written.
In my previous impression, Hamlet was very "feminine", always twisting and pinching, grinding and chirping. After reading it carefully, I found out how much Hamlet endured that ordinary people could not bear!
His father suddenly left, and in just two months, his father's bones were not cold, and his mother and her uncle were married. In Hamlet's heart, he revered his father, both in character and in ability. After the father's death, the mother not only failed to keep her virginity, but fell asleep with her uncle for such a short time, which was embarrassing and unacceptable to Hamlet.
So he was miserable, but helpless. Until his father's ghost told him the truth, that it was his uncle who had designed to kill his father, that pain turned into anger, consternation, and torment.
Hamlet is not stupid nor arbitrary, and after hearing the ghost's words, he does not directly solve his uncle, but by pretending to be crazy and stupid, he dispels his uncle's suspicions, and then uses a play to confirm what the ghost said to him.
After his uncle watched the play and became angry and embarrassed, he was sure that what the ghost said was true. He knew that the two men sent by his uncle to send him to England were not good, so he was also in a hurry and exchanged his uncle's letter, and the two men aided and abetted the abuse, but instead lost their lives.
"Hamlet", the words are pearlescent and thought-provoking. Many plays are cumbersome to read, not to mention, but Shakespeare's plays are intriguing, simple and easy to understand on the surface, but rich in connotations; they involve life, philosophy, art, and they are tireless to read.
"That thought is nothing but a deceptive ointment, and it can only make a membrane on your festering conscience, but the poisonous sores inside grow bigger and bigger underneath." This is what Hamlet said to his mother, and it is level, it is really good.
"Simplicity is the soul of wisdom, lengthiness is superficial algae." Brilliant, sensible.
I remember when I used to go to school for the language test, the final essay was more than 800 words, and I often didn't have enough paper on both sides of the paper, often there was not enough time, and the composition score was not very high. Now think about it, it is not necessary, composition, focus on conciseness, conciseness, otherwise a lot of unnecessary modifications will be like the shroud, smelly and long.
Regardless of Hamlet, as far as we ordinary people are concerned, survival or destruction, why doesn't such a question revolve around us? Muddy and nightmarish, get by, without the slightest thought and understanding, although life is dead; live with heart, reflect on self-examination, inherit culture, and use their own character to bring positive influence to others, although they are still alive.
"Hamlet" is a tragedy, Hamlet's mother has no definition of love, only wants to live in peace, be her own queen, helpless yin and yang mistakenly drank poisonous wine, before dying or repentance. Ophelia was pitiful and pathetic, she loved Hamlet, but obeyed the wishes of her father and brother, restrained that love, and finally died. Her father, a center of politics and intrigue, was stabbed to death by a sword while eavesdropping on Hamlet's conversation with his mother; his brother, despite his hot blood, was used with a simple mind and failed to die.
Hamlet is idealistic, but also sober. Before he died, his friend would go with him, and he asked his friend to keep his life and publish the truth of the matter to the world, which was a kind of foresight.
Everyone has more or less hamlets in him, and survival or destruction depends more on his own choices.