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To love On the one hand, Gatsby clearly knew that Daisy was a vain person who only loved money and herself, but he always loved her deeply. Until the final confrontation with Tom Buchanan, he still forced Daisy to tell her that "she never loved Tom, the person she loved was Gatsby." Gatsby has always watched that obsession, which is like the green light in the article. When Gatsby gets closer and closer to the green light, the fear and joy may be a false sense of happiness. When he gets it, this sense of happiness stops abruptly, and he falls into a huge panic. On the other hand, the class overtones of Gatsby and Daisy are also a major pain point. Isn't this the same in today's society? The vastly different identities of Gatsby and Daisy may have been destined to end from the moment they first met. People's pursuit of money is common, but their lack of rigor in love is even more impetuous. The friendship between people seems pale and feeble in an environment of extravagance, and sacred love is no exception. Here, the author does not underestimate Gatsby's identity. It is just that in that special era, Gatsby counterattacked from a poor boy to a rich man, but in the end he was eliminated by that era. What is hateful about that damn era is that Gatsby was an idealistic person from beginning to end. To the ideal Sometimes, I do feel that the lack of spirit is particularly valuable. Some people pursue idealism (Gatsby is one), that is, they believe that an ideal life should be one in which material can satisfy all needs. However, when approaching a certain point in life, they suddenly find that the material world becomes more and more difficult to satisfy, and they become increasingly emptier, doubting themselves and life. At this moment, when you have the vision of making a comeback, you re-plan to enrich your spiritual world. It is at this important moment that some people become victims of the times forever, and few people truly achieve redemption. There are also people who practice realism, which is to understand their own strengths and weaknesses in an all-round way, and then touch the world and taste the warmth and warmth of the world, without going against their will, not being pretentious, or the real reality.

He imagined her so wonderfully. This fantasy transcended Daisy and everything itself. All his efforts over the years were devoted to creating this fantasy, constantly adding to it, and he used all the beautiful things he encountered to embellish it. No matter how fiery your passion is, no matter how beautiful your appearance is, they are nothing compared to the fantasies accumulated in a heart trapped by love. Every day was like a clockwork, and the lavish and luxurious parties were just to attract her attention. At night, he was like a scarecrow, looking alone at the green light of the small and far pier on the other side. However, sincerity was replaced by falsehood. He took the blame for her and was wrongly killed. He died. She laughed when she heard the news. He didn't know that she only regarded his true feelings as stimulation. When he left, except for his family, almost no one came to say goodbye. The people he had warmly invited to the party, including her, were as silent as dead leaves buried in the soil. All the lively scenes in the past were like a mirage. A person who is lost in the darkness and has no desire to get out has ever cherished the light in front of him.

Gatsby was a respectable and pathetic man. People who live in dreams and are unwilling to face reality will not have good results in the end, but he is greater than others. He has always cherished the fantasy of Daixi, spent money like water, and played the shengxiao all night just to arouse Daixi's love. Note that he is even willing to sacrifice his life for Daixi, but Daixi is no longer the Daixi of the past. She is greedy, selfish, indifferent, worships money, and lives like a dog. The content is very graphic, and I still want to read it again.

A profound revelation of human nature. No matter what era each person is in, they all have their own pursuits and dreams. Even George Wilson, who is the most cautious and prudent person in the eyes of anyone, his pursuit of a better life will not differ due to different eras, wealth, or status. Times give different characteristics, wealth determines different levels, and status only broadens your horizons. The essential pursuit will make life better in a certain sense. Maybe the outcome is sometimes unexpected by us, but we cannot deny the joy enjoyed in the process, even for a moment, this may be the meaning of life. Don Quixote, Gatsby, Scarlett... Like you and me, we all see good results from a positive perspective, and what we see when we are negative is reflection~

People dominated by consumerism are full of selfishness, indifference and extreme irresponsibility. In fact, with Gatsby's wise mind and strict standards for himself, he will become a person who can build this country just like his father said. However, he fell in love with Daisy, which means he fell in love with consumerism, that is, the American dream of the 1920s. He constantly spurred himself day and night to the green light over the bay, thinking that was the ultimate meaning of his life. But what Gatsby did not expect was that When he was building blocks for his imaginary dream, he was getting further and further away from true happiness. Or when he turned his back to the west and headed towards the materialistic east, he was already doomed to failure. Poor Gatsby, The Great Gatsby Now who's not anyone in the story? But what I want to see is I'm Nick and there's a lot of Nick

Daisy likes to speak in a low and seductive voice. It was a voice that made people listen carefully, as if every word was a natural sound that could be heard several times in the world. Her expression is sad and cute, with bright eyes and a bright mouth, but the most exciting thing is her voice, which is enough to make those who care about her unforgettable: it is a low voice and a whisper, implying that she has just finished doing something happy and light, and there will be more happy and light things next.

I have seen this movie before, and at that time I purely understood it as a love movie. But after reading this work, I felt that the book and the movie were a little off track; to be honest, I really didn't understand the book. Gatsby was great in life, and in Nick's eyes he was great; in my understanding he became a madman in love.

I've never been able to figure out exactly why people fall in love with another person. I guess maybe we all have a gap in our hearts, blowing cold wind into our souls, and we urgently need a heart with the right shape to fill it. Even if you are a perfect circle like the sun, the gap in my heart may just be a crooked zigzag shape, and you can't fill it.

We push forward, rowing against the current, and are continually pushed backward until we return to the past. Reading is like this, one encounters extraordinary chapters and sentences unexpectedly. There are two kinds of good language. One is so good that it makes people burst into laughter. The other is to get into your arms, warm and gentle, forgetting feelings and words.

Time passes, things change and people change materialistic world It always makes a lot of people confused