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Interpretation of Chi Zijian's Fairy Tales in the Arctic Village
Chi Zijian,1February 27, 964, was born in Beiji Village, Mohe County, Heilongjiang Province. His real name is Deng Ying. The father of the primary school principal loves ancient books and classics, especially Cao Zhi's Ode to Luoshen, so he named his daughter after Cao Zhi's Zijian. Under the influence of her father, student Chi Zijian loves literature, and her composition is often read as a model essay. The teacher asserted that her future was bright. Unfortunately, when I was in the college entrance examination, my bohemian personality made my composition run freely. As a result, I got 5 points off topic in my 40-point composition and was relegated to Harbin Normal University. This setback didn't make her give up her dream. In her spare time, she often lingers in the library and is immersed in the vast sea of books. 1983 officially started literary creation after graduation. * * * The book "Fairy Tales in the Arctic Village" read this time is her first edition, which was officially published in 1986. After graduation, as a teacher for half a year, she did not give up her dream, entered the writer training class and Lu Xun College of Literature for further study, and published literary works one after another. 1990 joined the Chinese Writers Association and served as the vice chairman. Chi Zijian's road to study was not smooth sailing, but his ideals and beliefs never went out. She firmly believes that seeds will sprout and faith will blossom!

Chi Zijian is the only writer who won the Lu Xun Literature Award three times, Bing Xin Literature Award twice, Solemn Literature Award, Australian Suspense Literature Award and Mao Dun Literature Award. It can be said that he is one of the influential writers in contemporary China.

Chi Zijian, as the daughter of Black Land, was born to be a straight-tempered girl in Northeast China. However, at the beginning of All Nights in the World, she wrote: I want to paint my face with thick mud so that no one can see my sadness. Life has given her too many frustrations and hardships, but stubborn, she knows how to turn grief into strength and how to soothe the wounds of the soul with warm and poetic creation.

In her works, "aestheticism" is the main theme, and she makes good use of various perspectives to show the colorful beauty of the world.

One? Personalization, the beauty of nature

In Chi Zijian's works, nature is the most magical power.

Look up at the clouds in the sky. They can sleep and run. The sunset glow on the horizon can not only change color, but also deform; At night, countless stars are burning flames, and the moon comes out. It keeps arching around, and the big disk seems to be covered with egg yolk; It's raining, and the rain bubbles on the ground are like copper coins playing badminton; The wind is coming, thick and thin; The rain is coming and the sound is burning; Thunder and lightning are like fast horses, and the dark clouds disperse; Jiang, not far away, is a playful wild child. The waves rolled up were not enough, so he cut pieces of meat on his chest and threw them on the beach. Here comes the east, dressed in plain clothes. Is the snowflake really as big as a goose feather? In a good mood, goose feathers are much bigger than snowflakes. When grandma died, snowflakes were bigger than goose feathers. ...

In this work, everything in nature has life. Chi Zijian said: "On a quiet night, everything in nature is like an elf jumping under a desk lamp." So she integrated this deep love and awe of nature into her works, giving every natural elf fresh personality beauty.

Second, the local customs, the beauty of life

Art is inseparable from life, and there must be creation in life.

Chi Zijian described the real life on the black land for readers with a passionate style.

Bored children can go to the vegetable garden to knead clay figurines in summer, catch birds in the snow in winter, squat in the vegetable garden to watch grandpa grow vegetables, grab a handful of millet and wrap chickens in a cardboard box. If you don't have a playmate, look at the sky with rhubarb dog. The goose feather snow is coming, help grandma light the fire. On stormy nights, when parents come back, several brothers and sisters will quarrel. ...

Reading and reading, I seem to follow the author back to my childhood: it rained, so I quickly picked up the small clay ball and dried it in the open space in front of the door; It's boring not to go to school on holidays. About three or five friends went to Haokeng to plant saplings. Mother ordered weeding in the fields, but I always hid aside to catch grasshoppers ... The memory of my lost childhood filled the list called memories. The jumping words in reading are fragrant tea that makes people aftertaste, like aging that makes people intoxicated!

Three pure feelings, the beauty of human nature

In this work, every character shines brilliantly.

Grandpa is a dull old man, and regards watermelon seeds left by his dead son as the most precious thing. After giving me a fright, he came over and gave me a deep hug. He suffered the loss of his son alone, but he was afraid to tell his wife anything. Grandma is a charitable person. She loves me and loves me. She tells me stories every night and sees sad tears after the death of the old Soviet Union. She is very enthusiastic and willing to help anyone who needs help. Busy as she is, she never complains about weaving and mending nets. In winter, she lit a fire for the whole village again and again, so tired that she sweated, but she enjoyed it. Finally, she died by the fire, but her eyes were closed and her mouth was smiling. Maybe in grandma's view, it is meaningful to contribute to others, even if it is death! The old Soviet Union was rejected, but it treated me as true love, taught me to read and played with me. In the face of criticism, parents and parents are really appreciate each other ...

In any work, binary opposition exists in different forms. In this work, we see the cruelty of scars and the beauty of family, and they collide with generate to produce this moving movement.

If you look down on yourself, the world will be big; If you think big of yourself, the world will become smaller. Read more books, and naturally you won't turn your face. Seeing your limitations, only reading can make you better "immune"!