Die in Venice (translation Classic)
by I
About This Novel
A German writer went to Venice for vacation. He fell in love with a boy and stayed in Venice due to some chance. At this time, a cholera epidemic began in Venice, and the government suppressed the news. The writer was obsessed with the boy, and the long pursuit made him exhausted. At the same time, he ate strawberries that were too ripe and almost rotten, contracted cholera, and died there.
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Isn't it a kind of heroism to sleep on the road of pursuing beauty?
"Beauty is the only spirituality that can be felt through the eyes, and artists are the channel through which beauty is conveyed." "Artists who want to feel beauty need the guidance of Cupid." Only love can make artists feel beauty. This is the artist's creed. However, writers such as Aschenbach who use reason as their guide to life believe that love is irrational, full of lust and selfishness. In their eyes, love is depravity. Therefore, the process of pursuing beauty is always permeated with sin in their eyes. They pursue rational and logical works, which runs counter to the direction of Eros. Therefore, the careers of these artists are full of mistakes and risks, and the need to create art runs counter to their rationality from the beginning. But at the same time, their moralistic words were popular among the general public. Therefore, why not say that what all living beings are pursuing is just an illusion, an illusion created by artists for class and a certain purpose, an illusion that even the artist himself is deceiving himself and others. Writer Aschenbach pursued rational expression throughout his life. He criticized social events and literary works with a strong sense of morality and right and wrong. "Understand everything and forgive everything." He sneered at this sentence. "Uphold morality and judge everything fairly and selflessly" was his creative purpose. But an encounter with Tadzio changed his mind. The concealment of the truth about the plague, his fascination with teenagers, and other emotions that he considered irrational and unethical filled his brain all day long, changing his views on the pursuit of art. In order for the boy to stay in Venice, he concealed the truth about the plague and subverted his original moral concepts. The dream of pagan sacrifices at night also heralded the disintegration of his faith. However, in the author's writing, all this is the true pursuit of beauty, which blurs the boundaries between good and evil and breaks through the shackles of morality. Venice is the kingdom of heaven. "I hope everything will sleep here forever." The ultimate pursuit of beauty is to sleep on the road to pursue beauty. And isn't this a kind of heroism? "This is a rare means of transportation that has been handed down since the days of ballad singing. The hull is painted a special black color. Only coffins in the world can compare with it. This reminds people of someone quietly doing adventurous activities in the middle of the night when the oars splash across the water. It even reminds people of death, coffins, miserable funerals and silent final farewells. Our traveler leaned back leisurely on the cushion, closed his eyes and meditated, and was intoxicated in a carefree state. This state was rare for him in his life, and it was also very sweet. The boat ride won't be long, he thought; I wish I could stay here forever and never leave! " Recorded on 2024.2.14
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Isn't it a kind of heroism to sleep on the road of pursuing beauty?
"Beauty is the only spirituality that can be felt through the eyes, and artists are the channel through which beauty is conveyed." "Artists who want to feel beauty need the guidance of Cupid." Only love can make artists feel beauty. This is the artist's creed. However, writers such as Aschenbach who use reason as their guide to life believe that love is irrational, full of lust and selfishness. In their eyes, love is depravity. Therefore, the process of pursuing beauty is always permeated with sin in their eyes. They pursue rational and logical works, which runs counter to the direction of Eros. Therefore, the careers of these artists are full of mistakes and risks, and the need to create art runs counter to their rationality from the beginning. But at the same time, their moralistic words were popular among the general public. Therefore, why not say that what all living beings are pursuing is just an illusion, an illusion created by artists for class and a certain purpose, an illusion that even the artist himself is deceiving himself and others. Writer Aschenbach pursued rational expression throughout his life. He criticized social events and literary works with a strong sense of morality and right and wrong. "Understand everything and forgive everything." He sneered at this sentence. "Uphold morality and judge everything fairly and selflessly" was his creative purpose. But an encounter with Tadzio changed his mind. The concealment of the truth about the plague, his fascination with teenagers, and other emotions that he considered irrational and unethical filled his brain all day long, changing his views on the pursuit of art. In order for the boy to stay in Venice, he concealed the truth about the plague and subverted his original moral concepts. The dream of pagan sacrifices at night also heralded the disintegration of his faith. However, in the author's writing, all this is the true pursuit of beauty, which blurs the boundaries between good and evil and breaks through the shackles of morality. Venice is the kingdom of heaven. "I hope everything will sleep here forever." The ultimate pursuit of beauty is to sleep on the road to pursue beauty. And isn't this a kind of heroism? "This is a rare means of transportation that has been handed down since the days of ballad singing. The hull is painted a special black color. Only coffins in the world can compare with it. This reminds people of someone quietly doing adventurous activities in the middle of the night when the oars splash across the water. It even reminds people of death, coffins, miserable funerals and silent final farewells. Our traveler leaned back leisurely on the cushion, closed his eyes and meditated, and was intoxicated in a carefree state. This state was rare for him in his life, and it was also very sweet. The boat ride won't be long, he thought; I wish I could stay here forever and never leave! " Recorded on 2024.2.14
