In the twilight, all the noise returned to calm. Nothing is better than reading in a quiet night. A solitary lamp and a cup of strong tea, put on the rest of the travel prose collection "Cultural Journey" and savor it carefully.
Seeking stability in silence is the realm of reading. The book was opened, and in an instant there appeared in front of me. He seemed to be drinking tea with me. Gradually, I involuntarily joined the traveling team. It seems that there is only one person in the whole trip, and that is me. The sky is vast and everything is so real. I am like the shadow of a tour guide, invisible, but everywhere, guiding me, influencing my thoughts, and making me truly experience this bitter trip.
I like drinking tea, especially strong tea-there is a faint fragrance in the green water. If you drink it in one gulp, you will complain. Tea can only be tasted slowly. The first bite may be bitter, but when you take it carefully, it seems like a long stream of water, and a sweet fragrance rises from your stomach and goes straight to your forehead. That kind of comfort can only be felt when you are around. The more you chew, the more you taste, and so does reading.
Here, my mind seems so pale and powerless. For example, the spring tide in Qiantang River, fine words have sweeping momentum. Every jumping character is a perfect combination, plain and touching.
I walked through Dunhuang and entered the Mogao Grottoes. "Looking at the Mogao Grottoes is not a specimen that has been dead for many years, but a life that has lived for more than a thousand years." Here, I am completely "melted by the torrent of history". "There is no repetition here, and true happiness never repeats. There is no stereotype here, and there is no room for real humanity. There is nothing here, only human life is transpiration. " Yes, what am I in the face of this thousand-year cultural accumulation? There happens to be a Taoist king in this holy place where pilgrims are numerous. Since then, the Chinese nation has been humiliated, but didn't Wang Daoshi make the Mogao Grottoes culture shine? There are so many cultures in China, but we just ignore this cultural treasure house. How sad it is!
"History has never given vassal status." "History has never pitied the weak." Shanghainese just have a spirit. They want to prove themselves strong. "The real strong, always occupy a place. Isn't that what the Chinese nation needs?
"No ruins, no yesterday, no yesterday, no today and tomorrow. Ruins are textbooks, let's read a geography as history; Ruins are a process, and life is to start from old ruins and move towards new ruins. Ruins are a long evolutionary chain. " "Grandma without wrinkles is terrible, and old people without white hair are sorry." In the collision between mind and soul, the call of "let history return to truth and life return to process" was issued.
Here, it has transcended the limitations of time and space, and it is a difficult trip. It's like traveling in the desert. This is a historical roaming and a cultural journey, and it is the default of the cultural connotation that has been sealed for a long time. Reading and reading, I was shocked by my soul, baptized by my spirit and sublimated by my heart.
Life is actually a journey of suffering.
2. Holding Mr. Lu Xun's flowers in the morning, picking them up in the evening, savoring the childlike innocence revealed between the lines, and my thoughts seemed to float to the carefree days that once belonged to us.
Just like its unique name, Flowers in the Morning is a famous masterpiece written by Mr. Lu Xun in his later years. When I am old and tired, I will still have the original taste in my heart and feel that I have another taste. Flowers that bloom in the morning will become more delicate with the dawn. When the sun sets, they will be picked and lose their delicate fragrance when they first bloom. However, the irradiation of the sunset glow adds a charm to them, and the faint fragrance is guided by the wind, which makes people think. It's like tasting a delicious dish and chewing it carefully. When I was a child, the taste of innocence stayed in my heart and slowly overflowed.
Mr. Lu Xun is a great writer, and his childhood is not boring. He is a countryman, but he can study like a city man. Less rough country children and more knowledge. Less children of girls in the city, more generous style. He misses the carefree days in the Herbal Garden, interacting with bugs, as if such a childhood was enough. When the adults were in a daze, they got into the Herbal Garden at an extremely fast speed. Oil flies sing here, crickets accompany them, and Lu Xun's childhood seems to be spent in a waltz of nature.
Boring is the best interpretation of Mr. Lu Xun's Sanwei study. Being a little lazy for a while will also be influenced by the old man's sentence: "Where did everyone go?" Shout back, all day long in addition to reading or reading, idle boring.
The naivety revealed in the book seems to have infected me inadvertently. Maybe Lu Xun's article really has some magic. He explored my heart with a child's simple eyes and aroused my voice.
Some people say that the most important thing to see if a person can really write an article is whether there is emotion in his article. The teacher once said: only emotions can turn articles into flesh and blood. I have to admit that Lu Xun is really good. Although all his words are plain and simple, his passion is beyond doubt. He hopes to really embrace nature, look forward to wandering in the mountains and rivers, and look forward to one day being one with bugs. Reading and reading, it's as if the old man suddenly became a vibrant child, smelling of sunshine.
When I was young, I had such a glorious century. I like sitting on the river bank and watching ducks swim by, stretching out a hand to index "one, two". . . . . " ; I like to run in the forest path, put aside my unhappiness and laugh heartily, whether polite or not; I also like to hide in a secret place and watch my companions go in and out looking for my busy figure. Finally, because my hiding skills are too high, I have to bow my head and give up. Thought of here, there is a feeling of secretly pleased, I can't say what it is. It seems that a small "conspiracy" succeeded, and it seems to have escaped a small "disaster".
Our childhood drifted away, leaving beautiful memories. Let's take a look at Lu Xun's childhood and slowly experience a happy childhood. Trivial memories reappear in the morning flowers and the evening picking. Different times, the same happiness, childhood, people miss.
3. Comments on Fu Lei's letters
"After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold." Letters, as a way to maintain feelings between Wan Li's lost relatives, have had extraordinary significance since ancient times. And the communication between a father and son can have such great influence and get so much recognition, which is also the difference between Fu Lei's letter and ordinary letters.
I have lived with my parents for a long time, and I can't feel the faint sadness and sweetness brought by the distance when I exchange letters from home. I long for this feeling, so I read this book "Letters from Fu Lei".
Collection of Fu Lei's Letters 1954-1966 Letters from Fu Lei and his wife to their sons Fu Cong and Fu Min, most of which were for Fu Cong, the eldest son who went abroad and eventually became a famous piano player. In a thousand words, readers are all moved by Fu Lei's spirit. In the letter, there are self-reproaches for being too harsh on the past godson, praise and encouragement for his son's progress, guidance and discussion on the art of music, views and opinions on the construction and movement of the party and the country, and caring and caring about his son's life. "The goodwill that runs through all the letters is to let his son know the honor and disgrace of the country and the dignity of art, to treat everything with a serious attitude and to be an artist with both ability and political integrity and outstanding personality." Reading "Letters from Home" is to look at a Bingxin world written by Fu Lei, which is warm and quiet, profound and simple, gentle and proud, implicit and frank. We not only understand why Fu Lei became a famous translator, but also understand the true meaning of life.
I am deeply touched by such a passage in the book: "speaking of incompleteness ... the perfection you said does not exist at all." The whole life, the world and the universe are far from perfect ... The pursuit of our life, the pursuit of generations in history, is nothing more than the pursuit of perfection, but it can never be pursued because of human ideals and fantasies. So I came up with a story. There used to be a broken mirror, which was broken into many pieces. One of them wanted to find the rest to rebuild the original mirror leaf. Along the way, it rolls slowly because of its sharp edges and corners, thus enjoying the delicious food along the way. When it worked hard to find all the pieces, it turned into a whole circle and rolled very fast, and the scenery along the way passed in an instant. In fact, we are all pursuing perfection, and it is precisely our current incompleteness that has brought us to the realm of pursuing perfection and contributed to the relative integrity of other aspects. But when the so-called perfection happens to us one day, we may lose a lot.
Fu Lei's godson is famous for his strictness. I thought their father-son relationship was not very good, but after reading this book, his mind changed greatly. When Fu Cong went abroad to study, he naturally had to contact his father by letters, and the affection between father and son was obvious in a letter. They discuss art together through letters, study the connotation of music and exchange views on things. Although there is no so-called care and consideration when mother and son communicate, the tacit understanding between them is irreplaceable.
Looking back at this book after closing the book, the biggest feeling is that Fu Lei has profound attainments in art, and Fu Lei has his own views on the understanding of art, especially music. This reminds me that people who have made achievements in literature also have higher research in the field of art, perhaps because literature and art are the same. Different excellent literary works will have different psychological effects after reading; Different styles of concerts bring similar results. Beautiful prose brings pleasure like enjoying a cheerful aria; A heavy novel brings shock like a sad symphony; Humorous sketches will bring elegant scenes like opera and endless thinking afterwards. After carefully reading the book "Letters from Fu Lei", I feel that it gives people a good atmosphere and room for aftertaste like a traditional opera.
The book "Letters from Fu Lei" is a father's cordial reading, full of affection for his son and his father's unique irresistible majesty.
Reading Fu Lei's letter, we feel a pure, honest, sincere and noble soul. The love between father and son is sublimated because of the sublimity of art, and it has become an inexhaustible nourishment for the human spirit.
Personal experience: 1. The year of Fu Lei's letter writing. The second is what kind of feelings it wants to express. The third is the purpose of writing home. What is the expression? Grasp the big picture, then modify the above article and put some of your own feelings.
4. After reading the Romance of the Three Kingdoms 800 words
Since I was a child, I have been listening to my brothers and sisters mention the famous Chinese and foreign book The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, so I pestered my family to tell me about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. But when I was young, I cocked my head and listened to my family explain the meaning of every sentence to me. When I was in the second grade of primary school, I finally managed to finish reading this book that I had been missing for a long time. However, how can a primary school student who has just entered the learning hall deeply understand the meaning of books? Now, I gradually understand the contradictions and struggles between the political and military groups of Wei, Shu and Wu Sanda.
During the Three Kingdoms period, wars were raging and heroes came forth in large numbers, but-who was the hero?
Is Liu Bei a hero? Some people will say, of course he is a hero! Liu Bei knows that without resourceful people and himself, it is impossible for him to achieve a great cause. So he came to the hut and asked Zhuge Liang for something important. Zhuge Liang was not at home the first two times. When Liu Bei looked for him for the third time, Zhuge Liang was taking a nap. Liu Bei was not very famous at that time, but he was also a general. However, the general spent several hours waiting for Zhuge Liang to wake up. This little thing is enough to show Liu Bei's modesty and wisdom. Besides, Cao Cao once said to Liu Bei, "The only heroes in the world today are the monarch and Cao Er." Cao Cao, who knows people and is good at their duties, said so. Why is Liu Canbei not a hero? However, I have my own opinion. Not to mention that Liu Bei did not have a strong army; Not to mention that Liu Bei has no stable territory; Not to mention that Liu Bei is not famous, Liu Bei's character is also a bit problematic, and Lu Bu's death is enough to prove it.
When Lu Bu saved Liu Bei from danger, he avoided a doomed defeat. But when Lu Bu was caught by Cao Cao and Cao Cao asked Liu Bei if he wanted to keep Lu Bu, Liu Bei said ungrateful, "Don't forget how Dong Zhuo died!" " "As a result, Lu Bu was killed by the words of the people he had benefited from.
At this time, everyone may think of another person with great military strategy-Zhuge Liang. So, is Zhuge Aliang a hero? Yes, during his stay in Battle of Red Cliffs, Zhuge Liang facilitated the alliance between Liu Bei and Sun Quan Military Group, and before his death, he set a political strategy of "three points in the world" for Liu Bei. You may also think of the famous empty city plan. However, the History of the Three Kingdoms refuted this matter, saying that such a thing could not have happened in Yangping at that time. At that time, Sima Yi's official residence was in Jingzhou, stationed in Wancheng, not in the rising tone battlefield, and there could be no empty plan. Moreover, things like burning Wang Bo, burning a new field, borrowing grass boats and arrows, and borrowing the east wind are all made up. If these things didn't appear in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I'm afraid people wouldn't worship him so much. Where is Cao Cao? Is he a hero? I don't think he is a hero either. On one occasion, Cao Cao lived in his friend Lv Boshe's house and heard the sound of sharpening a knife outside the door. He became suspicious and killed the whole family. He also said an angry word: "I would rather teach the world to fail me!" " The manslaughter is still so justified. If this person was not raped, who was raped?
"The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes." I can never get tired of reading the wonderful characters in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms. However, some of these characters are stupid; Some characters are cunning and treacherous; Some characters are suspicious; Some characters are narrow-minded. If I use my standards to evaluate the unique characters in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms, I'm afraid none of them can be regarded as heroes.
The real hero in my mind should be extremely smart, frank, open-minded, generous and kind to people. They are around us, such as Kong Fansen, Liu Yuru and Ren Changxia. They are all role models of our time and national heroes. Because of these heroes, our life has added many colors. We should learn from their silent dedication in life and do what we can for our parents, teachers and classmates. As long as everyone has the spirit of thinking for others, the motherland's tomorrow will be better!
I read a book The Witch the other day. This story tells a little boy who lived with his grandmother after his parents died. Grandma told him many stories about witches and let him know what witches look like: bald head, sharp claws and feet.
Square and saliva are blue. He has met witches before, so he is very afraid of witches. He and his grandmother stayed in a luxury hotel in Bournemouth. one day ...
One day, he trained mice in the conference hall of a luxury hotel. After a while, the hall was crowded with ladies, and he was surprised to find that all the ladies were witches. Although he heard the secret of the witch, he was discovered by the witches, little boy.
The witch king forced him to drink No.86 chronic rodenticide.
Later, with the help of his grandmother, she stole No.86 rodenticide from the witch's room and sprinkled it in the witch's rice. After eating, the witch gave a scream and turned into a mouse.
A simple sentence makes people remember deeply. Affection, love, courage ... simple words, but shining with the light of human nature!
It is precisely because the little boy used his courage and wisdom flexibly that he defeated the terrible witch. After reading this story, I am not moved by the hero's bravery and his wisdom, kindness and optimism. Because, in the story, the little boy gets old.
Mouse, he is not sad because he has become a mouse, but to prevent other children from becoming mice and work hard with grandma to destroy witches. In fact, the same is true in life. Witches are the difficulties you encounter. If you ignore them,
It may become more and more presumptuous. If you face it with courage and wisdom from the beginning, the result will be beautiful. This story tells me that when I encounter difficulties, I should have the courage to face them and not shrink back!
After reading Mr. Lu Xun's "A Hundred Flowers in the Morning, From a Hundred Herbs Garden to a Three Ponds Reflecting the Moon", I enjoyed the innocent feelings revealed from time to time between the lines and couldn't help but see the fascinating natural picture scroll.
"Oil flies sing here and crickets play the piano here. Turning over broken bricks, sometimes I meet centipedes; And Mylabris, if you hold its spine with your fingers, it will clap your hands and spit out a puff of smoke from behind your eyes ... "
I read Lu Xun's essays full of childhood memories, just as I read Lu Xun's childlike interest in loving nature and yearning for freedom. Suddenly, I seemed to see Lu Xun when I was a child. While adults were not looking, I got into the Herb Garden. He was accompanied by insects, picking wild flowers and fruits, and then catching birds with his playmates, but because of his impatience, he never caught much. He often listens to stories told by his nanny's mother, so he is afraid of the red snake in the herb garden. In "Three Tans on the Moon", despite the strict instruction of teacher You Shou, he still can't stand the childishness in the students' hearts. When he was absorbed in reading, he didn't find that his students were doing all kinds of things, some were covering their nails with paper nails with high-quality scripts, while Lu Xun was absorbed in painting. ...
All my feelings are so childish and unforgettable, which may have aroused my inner feelings. I really don't know why I like one of the articles in Morning Flowers and Evening Picks, especially when the author looks at the world from a child's perspective, which makes people feel kind and full of passion.
Mr. Lu Xun showed his passion for nature and yearning for freedom in his articles. He wants to play freely and get in touch with nature. He doesn't want to be controlled by his parents and slaves all day. This is exactly what children have. Once upon a time, I left my childhood and entered a teenager. I am scratching my life every day in this busy study. But I thought I was still a naive child. Sometimes I have sweet childhood dreams. When I recall those childhood trifles, they are still vivid in my mind, and I can't help laughing. My home used to be in the suburbs, and there was a large field nearby. When I was a child, I always went there to enjoy the sunshine in spring, the breeze in autumn, and the rape flowers I always picked. I am immersed in the embrace of nature. When I was a child, I went to my neighbor's house every day after dinner without wiping my mouth. Go to eat tofu with friends and play in the fields together. From time to time, I fell into the mud pit and became a "little clay figurine". I picked all kinds of flowers, but I was afraid my master would find them, so I hid them in a tree hole. After a while, the flowers will fade, but I am still intoxicated in the unrestrained free space. Now, I made it in the field. Therefore, I can't feel the kindness of nature and lack a lot of freedom, but I still indulge in unrestrained free space. Now because of the building built in the wild, my friends and I are working hard for our future, so I can't feel the kindness of nature and lack a lot of freedom, but I still love nature and yearn for freedom, no matter whether it can be realized now. This may be the similarity between me and young Lu Xun. After reading the article, I have been very moved. My childhood has drifted away, leaving only a few scattered memories. It is better to read "Flowers in the Morning" carefully, experience the childhood dreams of that different era, and love nature and yearn for freedom with Lu Xun.
Notes-Flowers in the Morning (Lu Xun)
Flowers in the morning and flowers in the evening are memories written by Lu Xun after being oppressed by the government, excluded by "scholars" and devastated by war. It is not easy for the author to find some leisure in such confusion. At present, it is so bizarre, and his heart is so mixed. When a person only has memories, his life is likely to be boring in the end, but sometimes he has no memories.
Memories of the past are only a little comfort to real life. Every good memory has a tragic ending: the copies of the vanilla garden and Xiu Xiang were sold, and the old mother passed away in a hurry. Behind the Twenty-four Filial Piety, which should inspire people's love, there is an ugly and evil heart that seeks people's lives and teaches people to see through it. I went abroad to study and met a teacher I admired, but I left, because I thought it was more important to cure people's spirits than their physical diseases. Fan Ainong, an old friend who works and teaches at school, is really diligent, but he can't get rid of poverty and drowning.
In the narrative of this series of bittersweet events, the author also examines some of his ideological roots, such as hating cats, and the reverie brought to the author by the disappearance of a hidden mouse is just a symbolic idea: when I lose my love and my heart is empty, I will fill it with the evil thoughts of revenge! This is why the author hates cats: it is stealing people's love. Judging from Lu Xun's life experience, hating and hating is only a natural response to lack of love, loss of love and regret for love.
Under this detail, the author played a sad joke on himself: his hatred for cats was unreasonable. Although cats eat mice, the mice he hid were not eaten by cats, but trampled to death by his big mother. So you hate your big mom? In the next memory, the big mother was really annoying. She occupied the whole bed when she slept, and her mind was full of bad rules and stupid beliefs. It is such a long mother who turns the author's vision into a reality that others can't pay attention to. The eldest mother, who can't read, bought an unknown Classic of Mountains and Seas and gave it to me. It is precisely because of this love for the big mother that has not been extinguished by the old morality that the author remembers her and remembers her.
In Memory of Flowers Blooming, the author wrote many times about the failure and narrowness of feudal education.
When I was a child, my mother's story said, "If there is a strange voice calling your name, you must never promise it, lest it be a beautiful snake that harms people's lives. Beware of strangers and assume that he is a bad guy."
Go back to childhood with the author sooner or later and relive those people and things. Experience the process of studying in Japan and cherish the memory of old friends who have passed away. Following this clue, I saw the life scenes and psychological processes of the characters centered on "I" in the early twentieth century. After reading every meaningful and memorable ending sentence, my heart ebbs and flows with the author.