Tell a story first.
Picasso had a deep friendship with the barber.
"No matter how much money you spend, you can't buy away my friendship and respect for Picasso"-Yang Rusheng said.
After the death of Picasso, a famous Spanish painter, Chai H appeared in his biography and memoirs. Many books say that he is bossy, money-loving and selfish, and even describes him as a "devil" and a "sadist". However, picasso museum recently exhibited the hairdresser E Genio? Some personal information of Arias is presented to the audience with another Picasso. The 95-year-old man's friendship with Picasso lasted for 30 years, and he still cherishes the good memories of this master. Picasso asked him to go to the bullfight with him.
1945 One day, a white car suddenly stopped in front of a barber shop in the southern French city of Valori. Someone rolled down the window, leaned out and shouted, "Arias, here we come!" " "This man is Picasso. There is a bullfight in the town of Frehus. Picasso invited the barber to watch it together. Arias saw off the last customer and hurried on the bus.
Arias 1909 was born in the village of Buitrago, not far from Madrid. During Franco's dictatorship, he fled to Valori and made a living by cutting hair. There, he made friends with Picasso. Picasso is 28 years older than him. He regarded Picasso as a "second father". Picasso seldom had time to watch the bullfight, so he was in a particularly good mood that day. His wallet was full of money, which he said was for the staff in the bullring. After the game, they will go to the restaurant and leave a generous tip for the waiter.
Fifty famous paintings were donated to the Spanish government.
Arias is a frequent visitor to Picasso's house. In Picasso's studio, Arias cut his hair and shaved him. All this was done in a very harmonious atmosphere, and the two of them always had endless words. One day, Picasso found Arias coming on foot and gave him a car.
Arias is a staunch defender of the painter's reputation. He is anxious about anyone who speaks ill of Picasso. Arias recalled that Picasso came to the shop for a haircut, and other customers got up and said to him, "Master, you cut first." But Picasso never wanted to enjoy this special treatment. He thinks Picasso is very generous. On one occasion, when he heard someone say Picasso was a "miser", he flew into a rage and immediately retorted:
"It is childish and despicable to attack an unfamiliar old friend. Picasso has been paying and paying all his life. " Later, Arias cited Chai H as an example. "Picasso's large oil painting War and Peace was created for a small church in Valori. He also donated a sculpture, adding vitality to our city. " Arias said that Picasso gave him more than 50 works, including a portrait of his wife Jacqueline. The barber donated all these paintings to the Spanish government and built a museum in his hometown of Buitrago. The museum also displayed a box with hairdressing tools, on which Picasso branded a picture of a bullfight and the autograph of my friend Arias. A Japanese collector once wanted to buy this box. He gave Arias a blank bank check and said he would fill in the number at will. But the collector didn't expect that he was rejected by the barber. Arias said, "No matter how much money you spend, you can't buy away my friendship and respect for Picasso."
When Picasso died, the barber burst into tears. Arias often mentioned one thing.
1946 One morning, a haggard customer came to the barber shop. His name is Jacques? Prevy was recently released from Nazi concentration camps. Picasso happened to have a haircut, and Prevy rolled up his sleeves and showed him the number branded on his arm: 186524. Picasso's eyes are full of ideas. Later, Prevy became Picasso's good friend. Picasso not only gave him money, but also sent him to a nursing home to recuperate. When Prevy came to visit Picasso's studio, Picasso pointed to those paintings and said to him, "Choose whatever you like."
Picasso never painted himself in his life. 1On April 7, 973, 92-year-old Picasso, accompanied by Jacqueline, went to the mirror in the hall and said, "Tomorrow, I will start painting by myself." Unexpectedly, he died the next day. Arias could not help crying when he heard the news of Picasso's death.
Then, let's look at some famous sayings about friendship.
Whether it's sentimental poems, beautiful articles or leisurely happiness, nothing can replace close friendship. -Pushkin
The best thing in life is his friendship with others. Lincoln
It is enough to have a bosom friend in life, and we should treat them with the same mind. -Lu Xun
There are three friends who benefit and three friends who suffer. Friends are straightforward, friends forgive, friends listen more and benefit; Friends make friends, friendly and soft, and friends will be destroyed and damaged. -Confucius
Share weal and woe with * *. -Sun Yat-sen
Make friends and keep your word. -The Analects of Confucius
This is a story in my opinion, which may be true or fictional, but I would rather believe it is true!
It happened in an orphanage in Vietnam. Due to the indiscriminate bombing of the plane, a bomb was thrown into the orphanage, and several children and a staff member were killed. Several other children were injured. One of the little girls lost a lot of blood and was badly hurt!
Fortunately, a medical team arrived here soon. There are only two people in the team, a female doctor and a female nurse.
The female doctor gave first aid soon, but the little girl had a problem, because the little girl lost too much blood and needed blood transfusion, but there was no usable plasma in the few medical supplies they brought. So, the doctor decided to take local materials. She gave blood tests to all the people present, and finally found that several children had the same blood type as the little girl. However, the problem has arisen again, because doctors and nurses can only speak a little Vietnamese and English, while orphanage staff and children can only understand Vietnamese.
So, the female doctor tried to tell the child with Vietnamese she knew and a lot of gestures, "Your friend is badly hurt, she needs blood transfusion, you need to give her blood transfusion!" Finally, the children nodded as if they understood, but there was a trace of fear in their eyes!
None of the children said anything, and no one raised their hands to show their willingness to donate blood! The female doctor didn't expect such an ending! Suddenly stunned, why didn't they donate blood to save their friends? Don't they understand what they just said?
Suddenly, a small hand was slowly raised, but it was put down in the middle, and then it was raised for a while, and it was never put down!
The doctor was very happy and immediately took the little boy to the temporary operating room and put him on the bed. The little boy lay stiff on the bed, watching the needle slowly plunge into his little arm, and watching his blood be taken away bit by bit! Tears rolled down my cheeks unconsciously. The doctor asked nervously if the needle hurt him, and he shook his head. But the tears did not stop. The doctor began to panic, because she always felt something was wrong, but what was wrong? The needle can't hurt the child!
At the critical moment, a Vietnamese nurse rushed to the orphanage. The female doctor told the Vietnamese nurse about the situation. The Vietnamese nurse bent down to talk to the child in bed. Soon after, the child actually smiled through tears.
It turned out that those children misunderstood what the female doctor said and thought that she was going to draw blood to save the little girl. The little boy cried at the thought of dying soon! The doctor finally understood why no one volunteered to donate blood just now! But she doesn't understand another thing. "Since he thinks he will die after donating blood, why does he volunteer to donate blood?" The doctor asked the Vietnamese nurse.
So the Vietnamese nurse asked the boy in Vietnamese. The little boy answered quickly and without thinking. The answer is simple, only a few words, but it touched everyone present.
He said, "Because she is my best friend!"
I don't know what kind of words should be used to describe my feelings after reading this story. I don't know what words to use to describe friendship. But I believe that no one knows the meaning of friendship better than this child.
Take a look at people and things around you. How many people really think that friendship is more valuable than their own lives? Not to mention life, even its own interests, how many people will give up their own interests for friendship? For the benefit, some people can even regard their friends as chips and tools! Let's take a look at your avatar on QQ again. Does the avatar represent true friendship? I'd rather believe so, but are these friends who have never met or will never meet again really a kind of friendship? Some people can talk to the computer all day, but spend less and less time with their real friends. In doing so, will you lose sight of one thing and lose sight of another? I can't answer this question. I'm not qualified to answer. Because, I am one of them. When I have something on my mind, I will talk to a netizen I have never met before, and I don't want to reveal it to my friends. It may be easier to talk, but is this distrust of friends? Perhaps the value of friendship has really weakened with the development of the times! Perhaps, we really began to stop believing in friendship!
Perhaps, in front of this child, we really should reflect! Ask yourself: Will I give everything for my friend when he really needs it?
The story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi:
One year, Yu Boya was ordered by the King of Jin to go to Chu. On August 15, he arrived at Hanyang estuary by boat. Parked at the foot of a hill in the storm. In the evening, the wind and waves gradually subsided, the clouds cleared and the scenery was very charming. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Yu Boya was very excited. He took out the piano he brought with him and played it wholeheartedly. He played one tune after another. Just as he was completely immersed in the wonderful piano sound, he suddenly saw a man standing motionless on the shore. Yu Boya was taken aback, and a hard hand broke a string. Yu Boya was wondering why the man on the shore came, when he heard the man loudly say to him, "Sir, don't be suspicious. I am a firewood collector. I came home late. I heard you play the piano when I came, and I thought it was wonderful. I can't help standing here and listening. "
Yu Boya looked at it carefully by moonlight. There was a load of dry wood beside the man, so he was a woodcutter. Yu Boya thought, how can a woodcutter understand my piano? So he asked, "Since you know the sound of the piano, please tell me what tune I am playing?"
After listening to Yu Boya's question, the woodcutter smiled and replied, "Sir, what you just played was Confucius' song praising his disciple Yan Hui. Unfortunately, when you played the fourth sentence, the string broke. "
The woodcutter's answer was completely correct. Yu Boya was overjoyed and invited him aboard for detailed discussion. When the woodcutter saw the piano played by Yu Boya, he said, "This is a lyre! According to legend, it was made by Fu. " Then he told the story of the lyre. Yu Boya could not help secretly admiring the woodcutter's words. Then, Yu Boya played some tunes for the woodcutter, and asked him to identify the meaning. When he played the grand piano, the woodcutter said, "This piano expresses the majestic momentum of the mountain." When the sound of the piano became fresh and smooth, the woodcutter said, "The sound of the piano played after that expresses endless running water."
Yu Boya couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised. What he expressed on the piano was not understood by anyone in the past, but the woodcutter in front of him actually heard it clearly. Unexpectedly, under this wild ridge, I met a long-lost bosom friend, so he asked the woodcutter's name, Zhong Ziqi, to have a drink with him. The more they talk, the more speculative they become. After a brief meeting, they became sworn brothers. It is agreed to meet here again next Mid-Autumn Festival.
After tearful parting with Zhong Ziqi, Yu Boya came to Hanyang Estuary as promised, but he waited and waited, but Zhong Ziqi didn't come as promised, so he played the piano to summon his bosom friend, but after a long time, no one came. The next day, Yu Boya asked an old man about Zhong Ziqi's whereabouts. The old man told him that Zhong Ziqi had died of illness. Before he died, he left his last words, saying that he would build the tomb by the river and listen to Yu Boya's piano when he met on August 15.
After listening to the old man's words, Yu Boya was very sad. He came to Zhong Ziqi's grave and sadly played the ancient song "Mountains and Streams". After playing, he broke the string, sighed and smashed his beloved lyre on the bluestone. He said sadly, my only confidant is dead. Who can I play this piano for? "
The friendship between the two "bosom friends" touched future generations, and people built a guqintai where they met.
The friendship between Li Bai and Wang Lun is evidenced by poems;
A gift for Wang Lun.
Lipper
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun!
In 755 AD, Li Bai left Chang 'an because he was excluded. In the past ten years, he has traveled all over the country and made friends everywhere. Wang Lun is one of them. This poem was written when the poet left Wang Lun. Wang Lun patted his foot and threw the white away. Seeing this scene, Li Bai shed tears excitedly and wrote the poem "To Wang Lun" on the spot as a thank you. The first two sentences of this poem are narrative, while the last two are lyrical, praising the sincere and profound friendship. The beauty lies in the use of metaphor in the summary sentence, which transforms the invisible friendship into a vivid image, ethereal, natural and intriguing.
The painter Mahler's most satisfactory work
Schubert, an Austrian composer, was unknown and penniless when he was young. Once his friend Mahler went to see him and saw his sad face, so he asked the reason. Schubert said helplessly, "I'm so poor now that I don't even have money to buy music paper." Mahler didn't speak. He took out the drawing paper and drew a staff on it all day.
Later, Mahler became a famous oil painter. After Schubert's death, Schwind was asked, "Which paintings do you think are the most valuable?" The painter replied without hesitation, "Schubert's staff."
Engels' wife, Mary Baines, died suddenly of a heart attack. Engels wrote to Marx with great sadness. The next day, Marx wrote back to Engels in Manchester from London. This letter only expresses mild sympathy for Mary's bad news, but it tells a lot of his own difficulties at an inappropriate time. The hardships of life tormented Marx, making him forget and ignore his concern for his friends' misfortune. The grief-stricken Engels couldn't help getting a little angry when he received this letter. Once upon a time, two close friends often wrote to each other every other day or two. This time, five days after Engels wrote back to Marx, he said openly in his letter: "Naturally, I understand that my own misfortune and your indifferent attitude prevented me from writing back to you earlier. All my friends, including strangers, expressed sympathy and friendship to me at this great sad moment, which exceeded my expectation. You think this moment is the best time to show your calm thinking style. " Friendship is being tested. At this time, Marx did not defend himself, but made a serious self-criticism. 10 days later, when both sides calmed down, Marx wrote to Engels and said, "From my point of view, it was a big mistake to write that letter to you, and I regretted it as soon as the letter was sent. But this is by no means ruthless. My wife and children can testify that when I received your letter (which arrived in the morning), I was shocked, as if my closest person had passed away. When I wrote to you at night, I was in a state of complete despair. At my home, I stayed with the appraiser sent by the landlord and received an iou from the butcher. There is no coal and food at home, and Yan Ni Jr. is ill in bed ... "After receiving this letter, Engels immediately understood Marx. In his letter to Marx, he said, "I thank you for your frankness. You also know what impression your last letter left on me. When I received your letter, she had not been buried. I should tell you that this letter has been hovering in my mind for 1 week, and I can't forget it. But it doesn't matter. Your latest letter has erased the impression left by my last letter. I'm glad I didn't lose my oldest and best friend at the same time. " I also sent a promissory note of 100 to help Marx tide over the difficulties.
1859, Darwin sent the newly published Origin of Species to Huxley, a professor of geology at the Institute of Minerals in London. Huxley immediately saw the value of this book, and decided to devote himself to the coming fierce struggle. He wrote back to Darwin, praised the work enthusiastically, and said, "I am sharpening my minions and preparing to defend this noble work" and "I am prepared to be burned at the stake when necessary". Evolution is incompatible with the genesis of Christianity. Darwin called his Origin of Species "the devil's Bible", which shows his challenge to religion. Theologians saw his works, and they really feared and hated him as if they had seen the "devil". In this fierce struggle, Huxley even stood in front of Darwin. He proudly declared, "I am Darwin's fighting dog." Later, religious fanatics saw Huxley and said, "Look out, the dog is coming again." Huxley always replied contemptuously, "Yes, thieves are most afraid of hounds with a keen sense of smell." In order to defend Darwin's theory, Huxley changed the direction of academic research and turned to the study of vertebrate fossils in the next 30 years. Next to Darwin's statue at the south kensington Museum in London, Huxley's marble statue stands shamelessly.
New edition of world stories
In the Eastern Han Dynasty, Guan Ning and Hua Xin were old friends. One day, when they were weeding in the garden, they found a piece of gold in the field. Ning Guan regarded gold as a tile, lingering away, and Hua Xin picked it up and put it aside. Once again, two people were reading at the same table, and some dignitaries passed by by by car. Guan Ning was not disturbed, but Huaxin went out to read as usual, envious. Guan Ning and Hua Xin know each other, but they are not really like-minded friends. Then cut the seats and sit separately. Since then, I have never been friends with Hua Xin.
In the long jump final of Berlin Olympic Games, Nazi "gangster" Owens played against the blond German star Lutz Lang. In the first two attempts, Owens jumped early. Owens, who has only one chance to win the championship, still can't accurately judge the departure time. At the critical moment, German player Lutzlang took it by surprise. He put the towel on Owens' starting point as a sign. Owens won the gold medal and broke the world record. Lutzlang, who should have won the championship, came second. Under the gaze of Hitler and 654.38+million spectators, Lutzlang ran to shake hands with Owens and ran hand in hand to the stands where 654.38+million spectators gathered, shouting each other's names. The applause thundered and the excited crowd stood up and responded in unison. Owens! "Ruzlang!" The sound echoed over the stadium. This is great friendship and the true Olympic spirit.
Zhu Ziqing and Yu Pingbo are rare friends. One day, Zhu Ziqing happened to read Yu Pingbo's article in the journal of occupied Peiping. Although there is no problem with the content of Yu Pingbo's article, Zhu Ziqing thinks that "this is a good idea" and should not be published in the journals occupied by the Japanese aggressors, so he immediately wrote to discourage it. In his reply, Yu Pingbo said that he would perfunctory it once in a while and didn't want to do more. Zhu Ziqing was still extremely dissatisfied, and wrote to solemnly point out: "In the previous letter, my brother said that he was doing manuscript work for the magazine, and my brother wanted to stop writing. Frankly speaking, you can learn from it. " Yu Pingbo was deeply moved. Later, when talking about this matter, he always said, "I don't know each other. How can this happen?"
Zhang Ji is outspoken about Han Yu.
Han Yu was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty, and he was brilliant, but he was famous for his wide spread. But he has an obvious problem, that is, he can't listen to others' opinions patiently, leads a disorderly life and likes gambling. After Zhang Ji knew Han Yu, he found this problem and wrote to him again and again, making outspoken suggestions and criticisms, which finally prompted Han Yu to understand and correct his own problems. In his reply to Zhang Ji, Han Yu said, "When you think about it more and more, you regret it." "Dare to teach?" Their friendship was not destroyed by criticism, but deepened in this criticism.