Classic Literature, Works That Won Nobel Prizes and Grand Prizes

492 梁 Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai: Love Shakes the World and Turns into Butterflies Flying Zhang Henshuicompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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494 大 It's Chinese New Year, so It's Steaming Hot Lao She Zhou Zuoren Et Al.completed —Reads8.4Score—Shelves

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Recommended classic literature!

498 本 A Foreign Country Liuliujiangcompleted 53Reads—Score—Shelves

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Then take a look in advance

502 醒 Awakening of Marriage (Qing Dynasty) by Xizhou Shengcompleted —Reads9.6Score—Shelves

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You will always fall in love with classics

504 恒 Hengji Fengjie Xuanyuan Domineeringongoing —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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A mediocre man seeks a way. During the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a small village outside Bianjing City, and a young man named Zhou Yong lived in the village. Zhou Yong was in his early twenties, with strong body and nimble hands and feet, but his life was in a mess, his family was in ruins, and he had no food to eat. When people in the village mentioned him, they just shook their heads and lamented that he was a man with "empty body and no real heart." Zhou Yong had a problem since he was a child. He never looked for reasons from himself for everything, he only knew how to be demanding from others. When he was young, his teacher taught him to study hard, but he always felt that the books were obscure and the homework was difficult. He often failed in exams. He never blamed himself for being lazy and playful, but blamed his teacher for not teaching well, his classmates for stealing his attention, his family being poor and not having good pens, ink, paper, and inkstones, and even the wrong weather, which kept him from having the good luck to study. His classmates studied hard day and night, and there were many who achieved academic success. But he was the only one who wasted several years and failed to read even the most basic poems and books. In the end, he had no choice but to give up his studies and return to his hometown to make a living. After returning to his hometown, Zhou Yong looked at the villagers around him. Some of them farmed diligently, sowing in spring and harvesting in autumn. They had bumper crops every year and their families had full granaries. Some of them studied crafts, learned to be carpenters and bricklayers, and relied on their skills to support their families, and their days became more and more prosperous. Some of them walked the streets and alleys, doing small businesses, getting up early and working late at night, and they were able to save a lot of savings. Zhou Yong saw this and was filled with envy, but he never wanted to learn a craft or cultivate an acre of land in a down-to-earth manner. He always felt that farming was too hard, facing the loess and facing the sky, with the wind and sun blowing, and it was too slow to get a harvest all year round; to do a craft, you had to learn from scratch, study under a teacher, and wait for several years to become a master, which was too torturous; doing a small business required capital and worry, which was too trivial. He was obsessed with taking shortcuts, always looking forward to living a prosperous and stable life without any effort. So Zhou Yong began to "wait" and "beg" day after day. He sat under the old locust tree at the entrance of the village every day, either complaining about the bad weather or the injustice of the world, complaining that he was born at the wrong time, that he did not meet a good era, that he was not born into a wealthy family, and that he did not have the help of powerful relatives. He always felt that the reason why he was not living well was all the fault of the outside world, that the environment was dragging him down, and that others owed him. He never thought that it was because he was unwilling to pay or work hard. He is waiting for pie to fall from the sky, waiting for sudden opportunities to hit him, waiting for noble people to take the initiative to help him, waiting for endless resources to be obtained out of thin air one day. When he saw someone in the village making a fortune by raising silkworms, he immediately followed suit. Others planted mulberries and he also raised silkworms. However, he only learned a superficial knowledge and refused to study the skills of raising silkworms and take care of the silkworms carefully. Before long, the mulberry leaves turned yellow and most of the silkworms died, and he lost all his money. He saw some people making money as traders, but they hurriedly followed the trend, but they did not understand the market conditions and how to operate. The goods they bought were either unsalable or sold at a loss, and in the end they were penniless. After hitting the wall one after another, Zhou Yong not only did not wake up, but became more and more desperate. He stopped doing things in a down-to-earth manner. Instead, he began to rack his brains and inquired about the so-called "secrets of success" and "shortcut theories." He heard from a wandering Taoist priest that there was a "way to get rich quickly", so he followed him and asked for advice, spending all his family's savings in exchange for a bunch of illusory truths that could not be put into practice. When he heard that Mr. Shu told the success stories of famous people from ancient and modern times, he stopped. Zhang Qiyi only learned from other people's superficial beauty, but did not learn from the ten years of sharpening their sword behind them. He thought he had mastered the true meaning of life. He used these unrealistic theories to talk and give advice all day long, but when he really asked him to do it, he achieved nothing. He always places his hope on the illusory future, praying for God's favor every day, eager to get rich overnight, eager to reach the sky in one step, and eager to have everything he wants without any hard work. He lives in the fantasy he spun, treating knowledge that seems to be a quick success but is actually useless as the most precious treasure in life. He ponders it all day long, but never takes the first step to do it. He feels that other people's success depends on luck and opportunity. As long as he waits for the right time and learns the "secret", he can easily surpass everyone. However, he does not know that the so-called shortcuts are often the farthest detours; the so-called unrealistic desires are ultimately just reflections in the mirror. Days pass by, spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer comes, and ten years pass by in a blink of an eye. Among the folks who grew up with Zhou Yong, those who farmed the land became wealthy households in the village, those who did crafts became famous craftsmen, and those who did business opened shops in Bianjing City. Their families were harmonious and they had no worries about food and clothing. Only Zhou Yong was still alone and alone. He spent his youth, turned his temples white, and spent all his energy blaming others, blaming the environment, waiting for resources, and waiting for opportunities, blindly imitating, praying for the future, and delving into useless theories. He never really calmed down, examined himself, changed himself, and relied on himself. He always wants to seek from the outside, but never digs deep inward; he always wants to take shortcuts, but is unwilling to take every step in a down-to-earth manner; he always places his hope on the outside world and the future, but never grasps the present and takes action. In the end, the opportunity he was looking forward to did not come, the resources he sought did not come, the imitation he had accomplished was nothing, the theory he studied was useless, the once strong body became weak, the once great years were in vain, and in the end, it was all in vain. He didn't accumulate wealth, didn't learn skills, didn't make true friends, and didn't even have the confidence to stand in the world. He looked at the stable lives of the people around him, and then at his empty home, and finally shed tears of regret. Only then did he understand that the easiest thing in life is to shirk responsibility, just complain, wait, imitate, fantasize, and put all your hopes on others, the environment, the future, and the shortcut to nothingness. But these seemingly easy choices will only lead to nothing and nothing in the end. There are no opportunities in this world that come out of thin air, no success that comes without hard work, and no shortcuts that can bypass all the hard work. If you blindly blame others, you will only lose your true heart; if you blindly wait for resources and opportunities, you will only waste your time; if you blindly imitate others, you will only lose yourself; if you blindly pray for the future and have unrealistic desires, you will only live in fantasy; if you blindly delve into useless theories that seem to be shortcuts, you will only waste your energy. The true path of life is always walked by oneself step by step. Don't complain, don't wait, don't blindly follow, calm down, be yourself, work hard, cherish the present, and cultivate yourself deeply, this is the only right path. If you blindly demand outwards and refuse to seek inwardly, you will end up with nothingness, emptiness, and nothingness, leaving you with a lifetime of regrets and no way back. And this truth has become a warning passed down from generation to generation in the village. Later generations will take Zhou Yong as a warning and no longer be that mediocre person who blindly seeks from the outside and refuses to look inward. They always remember: it is better to rely on others than to rely on oneself, to blame others is better to be introspective, to fantasize about shortcuts than to be down-to-earth. Only by keeping one's heart and doing things in a down-to-earth way can one live up to time and oneself, and walk out a solid life path of his own.

505 星 Starlight Looking Back Mu Feng Wuchen Semicoloncompleted —Reads5.8Score—Shelves

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Classic good works

506 穿 After Time Travel, This System Allowed Me to Establish a Sect Xiao Xiao ZhimingEastern Fantasy2.0M Wordsongoing 38kReads9.3Score3.8kShelves

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Classic fantasy, good writing and plot, novel, not a cool novel

508 剑 Legend of Swordsman Wang Shizhencompleted —Reads8.7Score—Shelves

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The most enjoyable thing about watching martial arts is when the villain Bibi Lai Lai lasts for a long time, and the protagonist goes to the world with a sword and purifies the world, which cured my low blood pressure!

518 梁 A Collection of 34 Martial Arts Novels by Liang Yusheng Liang Yushengcompleted —Reads9.6Score—Shelves

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This is called Jianghu

524 八 The Complete Biography of the Eight Immortals Taoist Wugoucompleted 249Reads9.2Score—Shelves

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When I was watching the movie "Eight Immortals", Han Xiangzi made me laugh so hard, it was almost like he was acting like I'm chasing stars. I specially found a copy of his official history to read.

533 梁 Liang Qichao's History Liang Qichaocompleted —Reads8.5Score—Shelves

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Uncle Liang's classic works