1: good sentence:
Money will introduce people into a bad society, leaving aside noble ideals, and willingly walking into hell.
Those who work for money are afraid to meet more money, and loyalty does not stand on money.
The poor have to decide whether to love or not to love on the basis of money, and the "love child" is born only in a rich family.
Experience is the fertilizer of life, and what you experience makes you what you are, and you can't raise peonies in the desert
The car was the total result and reward of all his struggles and hardships, like a badge of a warrior who had fought many battles.
They can't run themselves, because their legs are too heavy with money.
Hope made him happy, fear made him terrified, he wanted to sleep, but could not, and his limbs lay as if they were scattered on some hay. There was no sound but the stars in the sky accompanied by his own heartbeat .
It was late at night, and the fatigue of the days, and the fear of escape, made him sick in body and soul.
The night was still dark, and there was a damp mist in the air, which made him feel even more uncertain.
I don't know whether to go forward, or already stood still, the heart only feels a wave of fluctuation, like a fluctuating black sea, darkness and heart into a gas, all remote, all ups and downs, all trance. Xiangzi like being choked by a mouthful of wind, and swallowed several breaths downward.
The car is really lovely, pulling over half a year, as if everywhere has a sense and feelings, Xiangzi's a twisting waist, a squatting leg, or has been the back of the spine, it immediately responded to, to Xiangzi to the most smooth to help him, and between him and it there is not a little diaphragm twisted place. Rush to meet the ground level place, xiangzi can use one hand to gather the handle, the slight sound of the leather wheel like a gust of wind like urging him to run, fast and smooth. Pulled to the location, xiangzi's pants are wringing sweat, clattering, like just out of the water basin. He felt tired, but it was painful, proud, a kind of fatigue, as if he had ridden a famous horse for dozens of miles.
He had no look; what made him lovely was the spirit of his face. The head was not very large, with round eyes, a fleshy nose, two short, thick eyebrows, and a perpetually shaved head. There was no excess of flesh in his cheeks; his neck was but almost on one side with his head (Note: on one side, i.e., the same.) thick; and the face was always red.
The bow was so soft that it quivered and shook, and even the handlebars moved slightly; the trunk was so bright, the pads so white, and the horn so loud.
Decent, strong, good dreamer, self-interested, personal, robust, great, Xiangzi, I do not know how many times he accompanied people to the funeral; I do not know when and where he will bury himself, bury this degenerate, selfish, unfortunate, spawn in the diseased fetus of the society, the ghost of the end of individualism!
Rain falls on the rich and on the poor; on the righteous and on the unrighteous. In fact, the rain is not just, because it falls on a world where there is no justice.
The greatest sacrifice is endurance. The greatest endurance is resistance.
Courtesy in sorrow is hypocrisy.
The wind bends the trees by the roadside, tears up the store fronts, uncovers the newspaper sheets on the walls, obscures the sun, sings, screams, roars, and echoes; suddenly straightens up, like a big, mad elf, pulling the sky and the earth; suddenly panics, rolls in all directions, like a demon that decides to crash in a hurry without knowing how to do it; suddenly sweeps across the ground, taking advantage of the attack on everything on the ground, twisting and breaking the branches of the trees, blowing up the roof tiles, and crashing into the electric wires. But Xiangzi was there watching; he had just come out of the wind, and the wind didn't do anything to him!
Let's go, it doesn't seem to matter if he can't sell his camel for a while; he'll go to the city first; he longs to see the city again, though he has no parents or relatives there, and no possessions of any kind, but it's his home in the end, and the whole city is his home, and he'll have his way once he's there.
He did not want to walk again, he did not want to see again, he did not want to stay with her; he really wanted to jump down at once, head first, smashed through the ice, sank down and froze in the ice like a dead fish.
But one day Miss Fang asked him to go and put in ten dollars for him, and he took a close look at the little fold, and there were words on it, and little red marks; through ****, hmmm, it was only as heavy as a small dozen handkerchiefs.
Mr. Hsia's hand was so tight that a small sum of money refused to be easily dispensed with; out and in he went, without looking away, as if there were no one or nothing on the street.
On several occasions, Mr. Xia wanted to stop the car and drop the boy behind it, but he didn't dare to do so, and he had to hold his breath.
Then, he was full of hope; now, a belly full of worries.
Embarrassment gradually turned to shame, and his fire came up; they stared at him, and he stared back.
She gulped, suppressed the complexity of her demeanor and emotions that seemed to be subdued, and summoned up a bit of the outfield energy gained by Liu Si, half-exasperated, half-smiling, and pretending not to care, and snorted a greeting.
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"Camel Xiangzi" reading experience
Living in the rich modern era, everyone waved the flag of egoism, chasing after pleasure, even in the news or in the street occasionally glimpsed the homeless, as if it is commonplace and do not think so, but "Camel Xiangzi", the hopeful and young and strong, to the unforgiving and unrighteous cheating and cheating with "dirty disease" decadence. But in "Camel's Xiangzi", the disheveled cart driver - Xiangzi - touched me y. I really sigh at the abrasiveness of fate, I really feel sorry for the sufferings of the poor, and I sigh that for the bitter people who fight for their food and livelihood every day, and who may lose everything they have earned at any time, "hope" and "morality" are really luxuries, because perseverance and strength cannot guarantee them anything, happiness and contentment. They are not guaranteed anything. Happiness and fulfillment will always be far away from them.
Xiangzi is a young man struggling to make a living in Beijing. He is a strong man who pulls carts for a living, and he dreams of saving up to buy his own cart and becoming a high class cart driver, never having to borrow money from anyone again, with all the money he earns coming back to him! So frugal, Xiangzi even a bowl of good tea can not afford to drink, and finally saved up enough money to buy a car, his trembling hands handed over the money back to the car, to achieve the dream of the initial. But God is not willing, a war Xiangzi lost the car - was robbed by the soldiers, only in a panic from the barracks to take out a few camels, sold some money, got the "camel Xiangzi" title.
He went back to Liu's car factory to save money to buy a car, but first he was seduced by the daughter of the owner of the factory, Tigress, and then the money was taken away by the detectives involved in the case of Cao's officer who was pulling a monthly bag, so even though his mind was a thousand and one hundred times reluctant, he was forced to yield to the lustful authority of Tigress, who was a fat and old woman, and promised to take her as his wife, but because the two of them could not get the approval of their rich father-in-law, he had to live with the poor people in a house of ***. And the poor people **** living in the compound, where Tigress enjoy eating all day long, greedy and Xiangzi Yan good, and Xiangzi only want to pull a cart to escape from the home so that he has no autonomy and dignity of the "tigress", "sucking people's blood demon," I did not expect that after the marriage of the body caused by the weakness of the rain made him actually in a rainstorm caused a serious illness, after recovering from dysentery, and almost depleted the Tigress brought over the savings, as well as the Xiangzi's health. Tigress was in labor and had a hard time giving birth. Tigress died in childbirth, Xiangzi sold his car and was left with nothing...
At this point, Xiangzi has come to his senses a bit, and he refused to commit himself to Little Fuzi, who lived in the same mansion with his colleagues at the end of the world, in order to support her two young brothers and her drunken father, who became a prostitute, and who, before Tigress was born, had been provided with a "place" to earn a few pennies.
And when Xiangzi, who has been through all the vicissitudes of life, wants to turn back, it's too late, and Xiao Fu Zi, who can't stand being abused as a whore, has been hanged to death in the woods. At this point, Xiangzi was completely desperate, he realized that those who bullied him "can not because of his curses on the bad karma; he himself, also can not because of the strong on the benefits. He himself, by himself, as the old man said, is a grasshopper tied by a child's string, so what if he has wings? Why try to be strong? Why try so hard to save up for a car? If you buy it, you will be robbed, buy it again, sell it, and not have fun? Even if you buy a car, you can't guarantee that you'll freeze to death on the street when you're old! He no longer has hope, "he just falls down in a daze", "he eats, he drinks, he prostitutes, he gambles, he is lazy, he is cunning, because he has no heart, his heart has been plucked out ...... Experience has taught him that tomorrow is just a continuation of today, and that tomorrow inherits today's aggravations.... ..."
"Camel Xiangzi" is really the poor people's helplessness, the poor people's sorrows, the poor people's end.
Perhaps we would say why give up hope? What will not continue to struggle? But I think sometimes for people born into hardship this is really not easy, they live to fight for a mouthful of food, food and clothing is their ideal, and even unattainable to start a family - because a pulling a cart no way to feed a family, the beauty of marriage to a poor pulling a cart body is a kind of mutilation! Lao She has drawn these pictures very y, one of which says that Xiang Zi saw an old man and a young man in a tavern, the old one was shivering and fainted soon after he entered the inn, he had already pulled a broken cart on countless bitter winter nights, and suffered from hunger and cold for the sake of a few pennies, and the weather was so cold that he had to pull the cart, and the few pennies he earned had all been spent on buying wine and drinking it to keep himself warm, and the old grandpa, from a young man pulling a cart to an old man, didn't know that one day he would fall down and die on the road! He would suddenly fall down and die on the road! But in order to support his little grandchildren who had no parents, he had to fight for his life! The people in the inn who were also pulling carts were all moved with compassion, contributing money and effort to help them, and the two old and young ones gnawed hard on the buns sent by Xiangzi... When they left, the little grandson complained that his grandfather did not pull the cart back more - they had no coal to make a fire with. How precocious, this is the fate although forced precocious, can not be sour? The life of the common people is so humble, they do not have the open mind, can only ignorantly listen to the fate of God, there is no way to open up a new road in the predicament... Fate and why do you have to fight it? In the end, aren't they all the same? The same thing happened in the end!
After Xiangzi could not cheat anymore, he became a undertaker, but even he refused to suffer, he fought with the old people, children, and even women, he only did it for himself, he was a complete "individualist", but he also finished his death for himself. "He waits to draw his last breath; he is a dead man with breath left." The decent, strong, dreamy Xiangzi of the past is no longer to be found. What is left is a "degenerate, selfish, unfortunate, spawn of a socially diseased fetus, and a stranger to individualism"!
While lamenting, there is still hope that life is not like this! As long as you can persevere, as long as you can endure, all the grayness of life will always be clear, will always be clear. "Persistence, optimism, prudence, fullness", "faith, hope, love", life, will be colorful, bright - even if the outside is cloudy and rainy.
Pilgrimage of Flowers and Evening Gleanings
1:-- Read "Pilgrimage of Flowers and Evening Gleanings" of "Dogs? Cat? Mouse"
I am very interested in Mr. Lu Xun's article, because there are many interesting and lovely places in his article, such as the ink monkey and the hidden mouse in this article, the writing is very concise, but the ink monkey's dynamics are fully visible, as if it has just "licked up the ink on the ink stone" like. The hermit rat is also very good, "the edge of the legs and up, until the knee ankle".
The lively and lovely nature of the mouse paved the way for Lu Xun's "anger and sadness" when he learned that it had been eaten by a cat, and provided a good explanation for his "hatred of cats".
Mr. Lu Xun's hatred of cats, he clearly listed three reasons in the article. First, the cat's temperament is quite the same as people's bad temperament of gloating and slowly torturing the weak. Second, it always has a charming demeanor. Three, it ate Lu Xun's cute little hidden mouse. The text is concise, the thesis argument is complete, the position is clear and clear. We write articles should also be like this, to take a clear position, a clear point of view, the argument is sufficient.
Mr. Lu Xun's son wrote an article in which he said that the current generation of young people, if you ask them, "Who is Lu Xun? They will say, "I'm not a man of the world," and "I'm not a man of the world," but they will say, "I'm a man of the world," and "I'm not a man of the world," and "I'm not a man of the world. This is too one-sided, not the real Lu Xun. After the founding of New China, Lu Xun's revolutionary nature began to be emphasized beyond his status as a writer and thinker. In fact, Lu Xun was a fundamental literary scholar, and the literary value of his works is very high. We should study his writings comprehensively and pay more attention to their literary essence. Mr. Lu Xun's refined writing, interesting legends and witty language will lead me closer to Lu Xun and into his heart.
Reading the "Five Rampant Fairs"
The "Five Rampant Fairs" is a rare event in Lu Xun's childhood recollections of going to Dongguan to see the Five Rampant Fairs.
Because Dongguan is far away from the county town, everyone got up early in the morning. The night before the booked boat, has been moored in the river port, boat chairs, food, cooking tea, snack boxes, have been moved down one after another. The childhood Lu Xun smiled and jumped, urging them to move faster. Suddenly, the face of the workers became very solemn, little Lu Xun looked around, his father was standing behind him. Father told him to bring the book, he was apprehensive, took the book to his father. His father taught him to read, "two sentences and one line, about twenty or thirty lines." If he memorized the book, he was allowed to read it, or else he was not allowed to go. This is like a pot of cold water poured on Lu Xun's head, he read, strong memory.
The sun rose very high, Lu Xun had the certainty to walk into his father's study, and dream-like memorized. Only then did his father agree to let him go. Everyone moved around at the same time. The workers picked him up as if to congratulate him on his success, but Lu Xun was not as happy as they were, and the sights in the waterway, the snacks in the box, and the hustle and bustle of the Wuxanhui when he reached Dongguan after sailing the boat all lost their meaning to him.
This article describes a subtle conflict between father and son in childhood. The eagerness of "I" for the festival and the obstruction of my father show his ignorance of children's psychology and his isolation, and implicitly criticize the irrationality of the feudal ideology and customs. Lu Xun speaks of the helplessness and boredom of children when their parents have no regard for their children's psychology.
In the feudal society, Lu Xun was born into a well-off scholarly family in a county town, and was subjected to social changes and the gradual decline of his family. Lu Xun was surrounded by this dark feudal family custom and social status quo.
Lu Xun's childhood, much of the playfulness and innocence of a child were wiped out.
Reading "Zuoji"
"Zuoji" describes the life experience of Mr. Lu Xun, who broke through the feudal constraints and left home to study abroad in pursuit of new knowledge. From the author's personal feelings, the article writes about the influence of the theory of evolution and bourgeois democratism on the progressive youth.
What made me feel most y was that when the author was studying at the Thunder and Lightning School, the principal of the school came up with a question called "Washington's Theory", and the teacher of the national literature didn't even know what Washington was. This also shows that people at that time were very old-fashioned and old-fashioned in their thinking, and that they did not accept and reject new ideas. Wouldn't such a teacher delay the students' studies?
I also hate those so-called "Chinese" and "Chinaman" who misinterpret China's ancient culture. They are simply an insult to Chinese culture. Of course, those strange theories will never be accepted and should always be resisted.
The most interesting part of the article is the two so-called "experiences" before going to Japan to study, which is a bunch of nonsense, not a bit of usability, and also shows the Chinese people's misunderstanding of some foreign things at that time.
In the following paragraphs, the influence of some new cultures on young students and the lack of support from the older generation for learning new knowledge are also written out.
2:
No need to talk about the turquoise vegetable beds, the smooth stone well railings, the tall soapberry trees, the purple-red mulberries; no need to talk about the cicadas chanting in the leaves,
the fat wasps crouching on the cauliflowers, the light and swift caller of the skylarks suddenly scurrying from the grass to the clouds. The short area around the mud
wall roots alone is infinitely interesting. The lacewings sing here and the crickets play the piano. If you turn over the broken bricks, you will sometimes meet centipedes; and
there are also spotted fibers, and if you press your finger on their spine, they will shoot out a puff of smoke from their back nostrils with a clap. The vine is intertwined with the vine of the woodlily,
which has a lotus-like fruit, and the root of the woodlily, which is swollen and swollen. Some people say that the root is like a man, eat it can become immortal, I
So I often pull it up, pulling it up constantly, and also once broke the mud wall, but never saw a piece of root like a man. If
the fruit is not afraid of thorns, you can also pick raspberries, like little coral beads saved in small balls, sour and sweet, far better in color and flavor than mulberries.
3: After reading
"Asahi Fushihui"
Winter vacation homework assignment to write after reading, so I began to read a newspaper with a densely written title of the book. After searching for a long time, I found a book with a more novel title--"The Morning Flower and the Evening Gleanings" by Lu Xun.
When I got home, I took out from the bookshelf the book I had never read before, and stared at the title. This book is the work of Mr. Lu Xun in his later years, and what is written in this collection of essays is all about Mr. Lu's early childhood. Young things in his later years to recall, as if the flowers open in the morning to the evening to pick, although the loss of the full bloom of the beautiful and fragrant, but the sunset reflection but it adds a charm, and that if not the fragrance of the more evocative and evocative.
The book was originally called "Old Stories Revisited," and contains 10 essays by Mr. Lu Xun describing his childhood and youth. Mr. Lu Xun used a lot of comparisons and satirical techniques in Chaohua xixi jiushi (The Morning Flower and the Evening Gleanings). For example, in From the Hundred-Clover Garden to the Three-Mice Bookstore, Mr. Lu Xun firstly used many bright words to recount the carefree life in the Hundred-Clover Garden, and then wrote that I had to say goodbye to the Hundred-Clover Garden and go to school in the Three-Mice Bookstore. The Baicao Yuan written in front of me is a good contrast to the boring life of studying in Sanmeishuoya later on, which reflects Lu Xun's dissatisfaction with the private schools in the old society. In Mr. Fujino, Lu Xun's medical tutor in Japan, Mr. Fujino is a person who dresses in an unconventional way, "This Mr. Fujino, it is said that he wears his clothes so vaguely that he sometimes forgets to tie the knot; in winter, it is an old coat, chilling ......". But Mr. Fujino is extremely serious about his work, he "my" lecture notes with a red pen to add and change; blood vessels shifted a little bit of the position should also be pointed out. This contrasting technique better brings out the noble quality of Mr. Fujino and Lu Xun's admiration for him. In addition, Mr. Fujino's tireless teaching to the Chinese students and his equal treatment of the students, which contrasts sharply with the contemptuous attitude of the Japanese students towards the Chinese students, reflects that Mr. Fujino is a real gentleman. With plain language, vivid characters, and rich and meaningful childhood stories, Chao Hua Xi Jie attacked the old society that imprisoned people, and embodied Mr. Lu Xun's wish for the "liberation of human beings".
While there are some unpleasant things in Mr. Lu Xun's childhood, but from time to time, the naive and brilliant feelings revealed between the lines, so that people can not help but appear in front of the eyes of a mesmerizing picture of nature.
When I read these essays of Mr. Lu Xun's memories of his childhood, I was reading the love of nature and freedom that came from the bottom of Mr. Xun's heart. I seem to see the young Lu Xun, when adults do not pay attention to, into the Hundred Grass Garden, he and the insects as a companion, there are picking wild flowers and fruits. In Sanmeishuoya, although there is Mr. Shou's strict teaching, but still can not resist the childishness in the hearts of the students.
All feelings are so innocent, evocative, also learned on the cause of my heart **** Ming it, so I will be that favorite, especially the author of a child's eyes to see the world, read people feel unusually intimate, full of passion.
Hours, grandpa, grandma, dad, mom and I live together, when I often play with some of the little friends in the building, play together, every time to play very happy, so that every time to forget the time of the rush to go, every time to the adults in the window shouted out before the reluctant end of the game to go home. Every festive season, after the reunion dinner, we would again gather in that piece of open space belonging to ourselves, light up the small fireworks we had prepared long ago, and in the firelight, run around, laugh, dance, and experience the unprecedented happiness. Now that I have moved to a new home, I don't go out to play with other friends, but keep working hard for my studies. Every festive season, also not go out and partners with the fireworks, but stood at the window and stared at those in the dark sky blooming colorful "flowers", enjoying the ......
Childhood has been gradually distant, leaving behind just a few scattered trivial memories.
Childhood has become a distant memory, leaving behind only a few scattered memories. It would be better to read "The Morning Flower and the Evening Gleanings" and experience the childhood dreams of different generations, love nature and yearn for freedom together with Lu Xun.
②After Reading - "The Morning Flower and the Evening Gleanings" (Lu Xun)
"The Morning Flower and the Evening Gleanings" is Lu Xun's recollections of his childhood, which he wrote after being oppressed by the government, ostracized by "scholars", and experiencing the chaos of the war. It is not easy for the author to find a bit of free time in such chaos, the present is so bizarre, and the heart is so mixed up. When a person is left with only memories, his career is probably boring, but sometimes there are no memories at all.
Recollections of the past are only a little comfort in real life, and every good memory has a tragic ending: the Hundred Clover Garden and the embroidered facsimile were sold, and the eldest mother said goodbye to the world in a hurry, and behind the Twenty-four Filial Piety Pictures, which are supposed to inspire love in the people, there is a hidden evil that seeks to take people's lives and teaches them to look at them. I went to study abroad and met a teacher I admired, but because I felt that healing people's spirit is more important than healing physical illnesses and left, in the school office and teaching, really hardworking old friend Fan Ainong, but eventually could not get rid of the fate of the poor and downtrodden and fell into the water and died.
In the narrative of this series of bittersweet events, the author also pursued some of their own ideological roots, such as hatred of cats, small, bring the author reverie of the disappearance of the hidden mouse, is just a symbolic idea: when I lost the loved one, the heart has a void, I want to fill to avenge the evil idea! This is the motive of the author's hatred for the cat: it is taking away people's love. From the experience of Mr. Lu Xun's life: cynicism is just a natural reaction to the lack of love, love lost, love cherished.
To this detail under the author again gave himself a sad joke: his hatred of the cat is unjustified, although the cat eats mice, but his hidden mouse is not eaten by the cat, but by the long mother stepped on the death, so should we hate the long mother? In the next section of the memories, long mother also really some people get angry, sleep occupies the whole bed, full of poor rules and foolish beliefs, it is such a long mother, but the author of the day and night, no one else can pay attention to the desire to become a reality, don't know how to read and write, long mother of the long mother to her own are not called the "Classic of the Sea and the Mountains" to buy, to give "me ". It is because of this love of long mother which has not been extinguished by the old morality that the author remembers her and memorializes her.
In the reminiscences of Chaohuayi, the author writes many times about the failure and narrowness of feudal education.
When I was a child, my eldest mother's story said: "If a strange voice calls your name, you must not answer him, lest it be a beautiful snake that harms people's lives, beware of strangers, and assume the logic that he is a bad person.
Between the flowers, I accompany the author, back to "my" childhood, to reminisce about those people and events. I walked through the process of studying in Japan, and remembered the old friends I had lost. Along this line, I saw the early twentieth century, "I" as the center of a life scene, the psychological process of the characters, read each far-reaching, evocative of the end of the sentence, my heart is also with the author with the ebb and flow
3, such as in the From the Hundred-Clover Garden to the House of Three Flavors, Lu Xun first of all used a lot of bright Lu Xun first uses a lot of bright words to recount the carefree life in the Baicao Yuan, and then writes that "I" had to say goodbye to the Baicao Yuan and go to school in Sanmeishuoya. The Baicao Yuan written in front of me is a good counterpoint to the boring life of studying in Sanmeishuoya later on, which reflects Lu Xun's dissatisfaction with the private schools in the old society. In Mr. Fujino, Lu Xun's medical tutor in Japan, Mr. Fujino is a person who dresses in an unconventional way, "This Mr. Fujino, it is said that he wears his clothes so vaguely that he sometimes forgets to tie the knot; in winter, it is an old coat, chilling ......". But Mr. Fujino is extremely serious about his work, he "my" lecture notes with a red pen to add and change; blood vessels shifted a little bit of the position should also be pointed out. This contrasting technique better brings out the noble quality of Mr. Fujino and Lu Xun's admiration for him. In addition, Mr. Fujino's tireless teaching to the Chinese students and treating the students equally, which contrasts with the contemptuous attitude of the Japanese students towards the Chinese students, reflects that Mr. Fujino is a real gentleman. <br> Lu Xun used a lot of ink on one person in Chaohua Xi Zhi Zhi, and that is Lu Xun's nanny, "Long Mother", who is a person who needs to be looked at in two ways. Because of the influence of society, "Ah Chang" retains many pedantic customs, such as eating tangerines in the morning of the New Year, like to cut the tangerines, like to complain, and blindly comment on the story of "Long Hair", and even stomped to death! "Even stepped on and killed my favorite hermit. Therefore, "I" hold a grudge against her. When reading this, the reader's mind conjures up an image of a woman who is free from vulgarity and old-fashioned. However, Lu Xun's impression of her is much more than that. She has a lovely side. Knowing that "I" liked "The Classic of Mountains and Seas", "Ah Chang" traveled a lot and bought "The Classic of Mountains and Seas" for "me". As a result, I thought that she "had great divine power". At the end of A Chang and the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Lu Xun expresses his love for A Chang, and he hopes that the benevolent Earth Mother will let A Chang rest in peace. <br> There are a few other characters that I am extremely impressed with. One is Mr. Fan Ainong, whom Lu Xun had a bad impression of at first. The reason is that after Fan Ainong's teacher Xu Xilin was killed, Fan Ainong didn't care. Lu Xun's opinion of him changed almost gradually until Fan Ainong was killed and Lu Xun began to admire him. Another person is Mrs. Diffract, who appears in "Father's Sickness". Before "Father" died, she asked Lu Xun to call him "Father", which made him "suddenly tense up his face, which had already calmed down, and opened his eyes slightly, as if he were in some pain." Later on, "father" died, which made "I" feel that it was "the biggest mistake 'I' ever made to my father". Mrs. Yan is "very nice" to the other children: she encourages them to eat ice, shows Lu Xun unhealthy paintings, and instigates him to steal his mother's jewelry and sell it. But when Mrs. Yan's own children were naughty and soiled their clothes, Mrs. Yan would scold them. Lu Xun praised her on the surface, but actually he despised Mrs. Diffract in his heart. Because this is a selfish, talkative woman who likes to make bad things happen. <br> "The Morning Flower and the Evening Gleanings" uses plain language, vivid characters, and rich and meaningful childhood stories to attack the old society that imprisoned people, reflecting Mr. Lu Xun's desire for "the liberation of man".
3: How Iron is Made
1. Good lines "Make time to live quickly, for an inexplicable illness, or an unexpected tragic event, can make life
interrupted."
"Our country is reviving, it is getting stronger, and there is great promise in living in this world."
"Man should dominate habit and never let habit dominate man."
"If a man cannot change his bad habits, he is worthless."
"In any case I have gained much more than I can compare with what I have lost."
"The future belongs to us."
"Don't leave painful memories in your life."
"There is not only struggle in our lives, but the joy that comes from good feelings."
"Work with all your might, like a tame horse pulling a heavy load uphill."
"To keep fighting until the last moment."
"The only thing that takes me out of the fighting ranks is death."
"Year by year, I recall it, like an ironclad judge examining my life."
"It is when life has become unbearable that one must be good at living on, and do one's best to make life
useful to the people."
"Wasting manpower is tantamount to committing a crime." "No one has the right to spoil his health."
"When one is healthy and full of youthful vigor Toughness is a comparatively simple and easy thing to do; it is only when life tightens you up like an iron ring Toughness is an honorable performance!"
"Have you made every effort to make your life useful?"
Man, the most precious thing is life, and life is only once for everyone. How should this one and only life be spent? Whenever I look back, I will not regret because of wasted years, nor will I be ashamed because of doing nothing. When I am dying, I will be able to say that my whole life and all my energies have been dedicated to the most precious cause of mankind - the struggle for the liberation of mankind! (The most classic)
It was a rainy day in late fall. The cold rain soaked through the clothes and chilled the flesh. The road-building team worked from early morning to late night every day. At night, everyone lay down on the concrete floor in rain-soaked, sludge-slurry-hardened clothes and slept, warming each other with their body heat. The daily diet consisted of a pound and a half of black bread like anthracite, and sometimes even that was not supplied. There were also constant attacks by Orlik gangs. *** The members of the Youth League fought and labored, and everywhere the sound of iron bars and shovels striking against the stones resounded, and everywhere they saw their backs bent in the strain of labor. Soon the winter came. People were still working hard in the snow and ice, digging through the frozen ground. As long as our breath continues, we must build this railroad. Zhu Helai came to the construction site, saw this scene, extremely moved: "steel is made this way ah!"
Even when life is really unbearable, we must find a way to live to live, life will always have a use
The waves lapped at his feet against the scattered piles of rocks, and the dry sea breeze from distant Turkey blew against his face. The harbor's coast was irregularly bowed, a breakwater of steel and concrete blocking the waves. Winding, undulating mountains stretched down to the waterfront with an abrupt break. On the outskirts of the city a block of white huts lined the peaks of the mountains, stretching far into the distance.
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