To tell you, my only purpose is to make as much money as possible, the more the better; because besides health, money is the best thing in the world. --Mozart, April 4, 1781. The first two years of my university life were spent in bed, and I devoted myself to researching the production of bed and genius, a subject of great practical significance. Descartes found "I think, therefore I am" on the bed. Goethe dictated poems and scripts to others while lying on the bed. Even Mr. Churchill's "History of World War II" was completed mostly in a peculiar prone position on the bed. But I finally found out that there were many classmates dedicated to this research. The level of hard work was crazy, but I didn't see any hope of suddenly becoming a genius, so I gave up. At the end of "AMADEUS" Mozart uttered a night of "Requiem" to Salieri, sullenly said: "I want to sleep for a while." To be precise, it was Mozart lying on the big bed peacefully and Salieri curled up. When Mozart's son was in bed, the pain in my heart was touched. I suddenly realized why I spent a lot of time in bed for a long time but failed to become a genius. The key is not how you sleep or how long you have slept, but whether the bed you sleep in is designated by God as a genius, or whether you are an amadeus. This Latin word means: favored by God. Mozart wrote in a letter to Kochaz in 1787: "No one has worked as hard as me in the study of composition", but a 4-year-old wrote the first concerto, and the 7-year-old wrote the first symphony, 12. In addition to genius, does the person who wrote the first opera at the age of 20 have other more suitable titles? When I joined Salieri and saw the perfect score without any modification, I only agreed with Salieri: Mozart was loved by God, and his music was written by God and placed in his mind. But Mozart only needs to show it in front of the world, and then receive countless praises. Michelangelo always said that his genius was due to the "equivalent air" of his hometown, so Mozart's display of his talent is really as natural as breathing. What is more rare than genius is that, as Romain Roland said, Mozart has "a perfectly healthy and balanced soul." Human suffering is endless, but it can be roughly divided into two forms: one is material abuse, such as poverty, disease, human malice, etc.; the other is from inner hesitation, struggle, depression, and so on. There is no shortage of geniuses in the world who have escaped the former kind of pain, such as the free Descartes, such as Schopenhauer, but it seems that a genius always bears more of the second form of pain than ordinary people. Too many crazy geniuses filled the world and the real world in their minds with their gorgeous and savage colors. Excellent brains such as Van Gogh and Holderlin died of madness. There is also John Nash as described in "A Beautiful Mind" walking on the blade of madness without self-destruction. It can only be said that this genius perfectly shows us the only heroism in the world: see the face of the world, and then love world.
The child named Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart doesn't have any inner confusion. Like a crystal, it reflects only other people's motives and helplessness. He is addicted to parties and playing with his wife. When he is happy, he makes a unique laugh. His healthy and balanced soul will only show up in one situation-others offend his pride. At this time he would say: "When watching an Italian opera, so many high notes are shouting and screaming, and a fat couple rolls their eyes and winks. That's not love, that's rubbish." Pride is part of childishness. Even the father who always respects him. When his father objected to his departure from the Archbishop of Salzburg, he wrote and reproved him, he wrote back: "In your letter, there is no line I recognize as my father. Yes, it was written by a father, but not by my father. Written." Yes, such a child happily lay on the bed God prepared for him out of favor. My dissatisfaction with God is that when Mozart said "I'm in bed", he definitely wouldn't say "the rice is in the pot" like a virtuous and gentle woman. While countless geniuses are struggling with inner pain, Mozart is struggling with the lack of material and weak body and the frame of jealous people. The facts do not allow me to make the following assumption: If he does not need to get a large amount of income In the "Requiem", if there is food in the pot, can he stay on the bed designated for him by God for a while? A genius can be confident that "the rice is in the pot, I am in bed." This kind of beauty can only be achieved in movies such as "Good Will Hunting". There, the genius not only balances the mind, but also has a strong body, earning high salaries in big companies. Even a little mental illness will be cured by a magical teacher like Robin Williams, who always teaches and educates. Unfortunately, the script genius Mr. Ripley also participated in the writing, and it is inevitable that he would give too much preference to the genius. The cruelty of the fact is that the existence of geniuses and mediocrities is just to add to the glory of God, when you lie on your own bed, geniuses may have bigger windows to see more beautiful scenery. However, the genius' room has no roof, just like when Mozart slipped from a rented coffin into a mud pit full of corpses in the wind and rain, there were no tombstones on it.
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