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In my opinion, "War and Peace" is undoubtedly the largest epic in the entire nineteenth century, and it is the modern "Iliad". Countless characters and enthusiasm of the whole world leaped in it. Among the choppy world, stood the most noble soul, quietly agitating and deterring the storm. The natural movements of his thoughts led him to introduce novels describing the fate of his personal destiny, describing the army and the people, and describing the huge crowd where thousands of living spirits blend. His tragic experience gained in the siege of Fort Sebesto, made him understand the national soul of Russia and its ancient life Marlboro Gold. At first it was a still sea. The peace enjoyed by Russian society on the eve of the war. The first few chapters, with extremely accurate techniques and excellent sarcasm, reflected the state of vanity of the flashy heart and soul. It wasn't until the worst of these living dead, Prince Baile, that a cry of strangers came out: "We sin, we deceive, but for what? I'm over fifty, my friend ... dead, everything is over ... death, how terrible! In these bleak, bully, leisure, and depraved and sinful souls, there are also some people with relatively pure natures-among sincere people, such as innocent Rierre Besoukhoo, the independent character and Marie Dmitriwna with ancient Russian sentiments, and the youthful Rostove;-in the kind and relentless souls Marlboro Lights, such as Princess Marie;-there are some not kind but very proud and People suffering from this unhealthy life, such as Prince Andre. But the waves began to churn, the first is "action." The Russian army is in Austria. The inevitable fate dominates the war, and the fate can not be more than this In situations where all animal nature is vented, it is possible to dominate everything. The real leader does not manage to direct the dispatch, but like Koutouzoo or Bagnation, "everything is actually just Habitat contributed to the effect, by the will of the men of the results obtained, or was actually accidental phenomenon, for they shall be to believe in their own power and those who will be entirely congruent. "This is the benefit of being at the mercy of fate! The happiness of pure action is a healthy and sound situation Marlboro Red, and the troubled spirit has repeatedly found their balance. Prince Andre has been able to breathe and began to have a real life ... As for his homeland and This place where the breath of life is separated from the sacred storm, just as the two most superior hearts and souls, Dierre and Princess Marie, were tainted by the time and indulged in the love, Andre was injured in Austin Ritz, the action suddenly lost for him After being intoxicated, he was suddenly enlightened by the infinite clearness, and he lay on his back, "He only saw a vast sky above his head in a very high place, and a few gray thin clouds floated weakly. "Reading 800 words of war and peace" waiting for the tranquility! Waiting for peace! He said to himself, why haven't I seen the beautiful sky far away from my wild Mercedes? I finally got a glimpse of the happiness I waited for! Yes, everything is emptiness, everything is deceit, nothing but it ... it, ... so, praise God! "However, life is restored and the waves are lowered again. Frustrated and troubled people, in the air of urban decadence and temptation, they wander in the dark, sometimes, in the poisonous atmosphere of the turbid world, the intoxicating breath of nature is exuded. The power of spring, love, and blindness made the charming Natacha close to Prince Andre, and she soon fell into the arms of the first man chasing her. How much poetry, tenderness, and purity of heart have been ruined in this world! "And the boundless man facing tcthe same! But people ca n��t see it. Even Andre has forgotten the light of Ostendrez. For him, the sky is just a "dark and heavy vault", enveloped Nothingness. For these withered and impoverished souls, the riots of war are needed to stimulate them again, and the country is threatened. On September 7, 1812, the village of Brodino fell, and this great and great day, hatred has been |
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