Andrew Moose, a college student in Dresden, fell in love with a little green snake in the afternoon of Jesus ascensiontide. This little snake is the youngest of three daughters of Lindhorst, director of the archives of the Tang Dynasty. Her name is Sepp Tina. Anselms was preparing to copy the manuscript for the curator and learned that Lindhorst was an salamander who originally lived in Atlantis. Because he fell in love with a green snake, he was exiled to the world by the demon king. The love between salamander and green snake is the crystallization of three golden snakes. When they marry three young poets, salamanders can return to Atlantis, and their husbands can learn about Atlantis with the help of the golden jar (a gift from the land god). There is a witch who has been drooling over the golden jar. She made a mirror to convince Anzems that she loved Veronica, the vice principal's daughter. After being put into a glass bottle by Lindhorst because of indecision, Anzems reflected on himself and strengthened his love for Septina. Lindhorst defeated the witch in a fierce battle, and Anzems finally stood the test and lived in Atlantis with Septina. Lily blooms in golden jars, bringing them sacred harmony.

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Jesus ascensiontide At three o'clock that afternoon, a young man flew over the Black Gate in Dresden and happened to bump into a basket full of apples and cakes. The owner of the basket is an ugly old woman who sells things. After his collision, all the lucky things that were not crushed rolled out, which made the children wandering in the street happily share the gifts thrown by the hurried gentleman. The old woman let out a scream, and all the neighboring aunts left their pastry and soju stalls, and surrounded the young man, who was scolded by the crowd. Angry and ashamed, the young man handed me a wallet that was not very full without saying a word. The old woman grabbed it greedily and put it in her pocket. Then, the dense encirclement cracked a hole and the young man rushed out like an arrow. At this time, the old woman shouted behind him: "OK, run, you can run, Satan!" " Soon you will be planted in a crystal bottle! Plant it in a crystal bottle! "The old lady's harsh hoarse voice makes people feel a little creepy. The idle man stopped in surprise, and the laughter just came suddenly fell silent. An zems (the young man just now), a college student, couldn't understand the meaning of the old woman's inexplicable words at all, but he couldn't help feeling flustered, so he stepped up his pace and escaped the eyes of the curious crowd. As he pushed his way through the crowded and well-dressed crowd, he heard people whispering, "Poor young man, alas! Just met that damn old woman! "Strange to say, the mysterious words that the old lady said made this ridiculous accident take a tragic turn, so people are now looking at someone who doesn't care about it. The young man is tall and handsome, and his cheeks are red with inner anger, which makes his face more radiant. With such a good appearance, women don't mind his reckless behavior, and don't mind his clothes insulated from any fashion. From the pattern of the blue-gray tuxedo he wore, it can be seen that the garment maker who sewed it probably only learned a little clothing cutting technology through hearsay; His carefully protected black satin trousers make him look like a teacher, but his posture and steps are not so elegant. When the college student was about to run to the end of the forest leading to Linji Bath, he was almost out of breath. He had to slow down; But he hardly dared to look up, because his eyes still saw apples and cakes jumping around him, and even the gentle eyes from the girls were just reflections of Hermon's gloating and laughter. In this way, he came to the door of Lin Ji Bath, only to see a line of people dressed in festive costumes filed in. There was the sound of music playing inside, and the noise of happy tourists became louder and louder. At this time, poor college student Anzems almost cried, because Jesus ascensiontide has always been a special day celebrated by his family, and he was supposed to share the joy of Linki Paradise; He was going to order half a cup of coffee, add rum and a bottle of strong beer, and then have a good meal, and he brought more money for it, which was beyond his authority. Now, he is out of luck. He slipped and kicked over the apple basket, and all the money he took with him was taken away. That coffee, that strong beer, that music, that heavy makeup girl's favor, in a word: I dare not think about all the enjoyment I dream of. He walked slowly and quietly to the door and finally set foot on a road on the Elbe River. At this time, the road happened to be very quiet. There is a lovely meadow under an elder tree, which grows out of the gap in the fence; He sat down, took out the sanitary tobacco given to him by his friend, Vice President Paul Mann, and put on his pipe. The beautiful Elbe River rippled golden yellow in front of him. On the other side of the river is the magnificent city of Dresden. Its brilliant spire stands proudly in front of the foggy sky, under which are flowers-dotted meadows and green forests. In the heavy twilight, the continuous peaks are looming, telling people that there is a Bohemian forest in the distance. Anzems looked gloomy, spit out one mouthful smoke, and stared at the distance, full of resentment. He said, "I am really a person born to suffer all kinds of misfortunes and pains! "I have never been an epiphany of the bean king. I guess even and odd numbers are always wrong. My bread and butter always lands on the buttered side. Let's not talk about all these sad things. I finally went to college against my will, but I will always be a student in our city. Isn't this bad luck? When I put on my new coat, didn't I get oil stains quickly or be torn by an unfinished nail? When have I ever greeted a gentleman or a lady instead of throwing away my hat or slipping on the smooth floor and making a fool of myself? When I was in Halle, didn't I spend three or four copper coins every market day to compensate for the damaged pots and pans? Because I am always possessed by the devil and walk like a lemming. Have I been on time when I went to class or an appointment? Even if I stand in front of the door half an hour in advance and wait with the doorknob in my hand, it will not help; Because when I heard the doorbell ring and turned the doorknob to open the door, either Satan threw a basin of water at me or bumped into someone coming out of it, so I got involved in an endless quarrel and everything was delayed. Ah! You dream of depicting future happiness! Where have you all been? I had hoped that I could be a confidential secretary here! However, didn't my disaster turn my most influential supporter into my enemy? I know, I asked the parliamentary adviser not to like short hair, and the barber took pains to tie a braid on the back of my head, but when I bowed for the first time, the damn rope stretched open. At this time, the cheerful pug sniffing around me proudly picked up the pig's tail that fell to the ground and gave it to its owner as if it had caught some prey. I jumped up in horror and fell back, knocking over the table where the consultant had just had breakfast. As a result, cups, plates, ink bottles and ink-absorbing sandboxes were knocked over with a crash, and chocolate and ink merged into a stream, drowning the contribution just written. Are you possessed, sir? The angry parliamentary adviser roared me out of the door. -Originally, Vice President Paulman mediated in many ways, which made me hope to get a position as a transcriber, but can I do it? Will the disaster that follows me closely fulfill me? -Just say today! I want to spend this lovely festival easily and happily and benefit from it. Originally, I could have shouted like other tourists to Bath, Lin Ji: "Waiter, a bottle of beer, the best!" ! I can stay up late, or I can chat up this group or a group of beautifully dressed girls nearby. I know that I will have the courage, and I will be completely different from the past; Besides, if a girl asks,' What time is it? Or' What are they playing? I will stand up smartly and politely, and I won't knock over the cup or trip over the stool. I will bend down and take a step or two and answer,' Miss, please allow me to tell you that the prelude to The Romantic Woman on the Danube is playing now' or' It's almost six o'clock. Who in the world will find fault with me in this respect? Absolutely not! As long as I have the courage to let people know that I know how to handle things calmly and I am good at dealing with women, I dare say that girls will smile at each other with sly eyes as usual when they encounter this situation. However, Satan let me bump into that damn apple basket, and now I have to smoke my sanitary tobacco alone-"Anselms said to himself here, interrupted by a strange rustling sound, which first came from the grass next to him and quickly turned to the elder tree hanging on his head like an umbrella. One moment it blows the leaves like the evening breeze, and the other moment it chirps among the leaves and slaps little wings willfully. Then, there was a whisper. It was Lingling's voice. The flowers on the tree are like small crystal bells hanging high. Anzems listened attentively. He listened and listened, not knowing what was going on. Suddenly, whispering and jingling became human language, but it was very weak and light in the night wind:

"Drill past-drill in, among the branches and flowers, we prance, meander and climb-little sister, little sister-fly and jump in the twilight-quick, quick! -Get up! Get down! The setting sun is golden, the evening breeze is blowing gently, and the dew is rustling. Flowers are singing. Let's also blow our tongues and sing with flowers and leaves. The stars will come out soon, so we should go down. Get in, get in, little sister. We are prancing, winding and climbing among the leaves.

These confusing words keep repeating. Anselmus thought, "Maybe the rustle of the evening breeze brought people's words." Suddenly, there was a clear voice above his head, like the triple harmony of a clear crystal clock. He looked up and saw three little green snakes with golden light, coiled around the branches and sticking out their little heads in the sunset. At the same time, there was a whisper repeating what I just said. The little snake crawls up and down among the branches and leaves, plays, dresses quickly and keeps moving. It looks as if thousands of bright emeralds were scattered in the dense branches and leaves of the old tree. "This is a trick that the sunset plays on the branches and leaves of elderberry." An Zem thought, but suddenly * * * sounded again, and he saw a snake sticking its head out to him. His whole body trembled like an electric shock, and his heart thumped-he looked up and stared blankly, and his seductive dark blue eyes stared at him, revealing an indescribable desire. Thus, an unprecedented feeling of extreme happiness and pain was born in his chest, which seemed to rush out of his chest and be generated. When he stared at those lovely eyes with eager hope, the melody of crystal bells became louder and louder, and thousands of jade-like sparks fell, flashing golden light and dancing around him. The old tree trembled and said, "You are lying in my shadow, smelling my fragrance, but you can't understand what I said. When the fragrance is ignited by love, that is my language. " The evening breeze blew and said, "I fondled your sideburns, but you didn't understand what I said." When the airflow is ignited by love, it is my language. The radiance of the sun broke through the boundless fog and seemed to say, "I let you bathe in my golden flame, but you didn't understand what I said." "When love lights a flame, it is my language."

The deeper he looks at those charming eyes, the more sincere his longing is, and the more enthusiastic his yearning is. At this time, everything is budding and restless, and the pursuit of a happy life is revived. The fragrance of flowers and trees came at him from all directions, just like the wonderful music played by thousands of flutes. The music reverberated in the air and was taken far away by the dancing golden sunset. When the last afterglow of the sunset disappeared behind the mountain, the night covered everything around with a veil, and there was a rough and deep call in the distance:

"Hey, hey! What are you whispering across the street? Hey, hey! Who is still looking for sunshine behind the mountain? You've had enough sunshine and singing. Hey, hey! Wear trees and grass; Across the grass, across the rapids! Hey, hey! Come back, come back-come! "

The calling image disappeared like the dull thunder in the distance, and the music of the crystal clock became a harsh and unfamiliar tune. Everything was quiet. Anzems saw three snakes crawling across the grass like three dim light bands to the river and rushing into the Elbe River with a rustling sound. When they were submerged in the current, a green flame burst into flames, drifted obliquely to the city and gradually disappeared.

(Translated by Zhu Yanbing)

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The Golden Pot, one of Hoffman's famous short stories, was included in Carlo Fantasy Stories.

The plot of The Golden Pot is a typical Hoffman absurdity. The novel presents a real and fantastic world, but the theme is very serious, that is, how people should settle their souls in vulgar social reality. This is a theme that Hoffman often wrote, and it was also a question that German elites generally thought about at that time. /kloc-in the 0/9th century, modern civilization has brought fruitful results to mankind; At the same time, its negative impact has been very obvious: the divinity of the world has been destroyed, naturally becoming the object of human conquest and utilization, and people have been pushed into the social cage ruled by material interests and interests. As the demon king in the novel, Phosphorus Fire, said, the language of nature has degenerated to a level that human beings can't understand, and the two have lost harmony, so human society is in an "unfortunate era". How to save people from vulgarity? Therefore, they put forward the view that life is transformed into poetry, and put forward a poetic world as the opposite of the real world to settle Antoine's soul. In the world of poetry, people can transcend the bondage of reality, get rid of the division of human nature and live in infinite harmony.

In The Golden Pot, Hoffman shows us such two worlds and their opposition. One is the poetic ideal world, that is, Atlantis, a country in complete harmony with nature. The noble salamander and his three daughters who appeared in the face of Lindhorst, the director of the archives of the Tang Dynasty, are the representatives of this poetic world. The other is the real world of prose culture, namely Dresden, a boring civil society. Vice President Paulman, his daughter Veronica and the musical instrument Herboland are representatives of the real world.

College student Anzemus, between two worlds. He has the talent to sublimate to the ideal world, but he is also subject to the real world. The previous quotation describes how Anzemus met the snake Xipitina and felt the existence of another world, which is the key to his transition from the real world to the poetic world. We can see that Anzems knocked over the old witch's basket as soon as he appeared, which is just one of the manifestations that he has always been out of tune with the real world. As he lamented, he was born to bear all kinds of misfortunes and pains, and he was always unlucky. His "childlike poet temperament" determines that he can't develop himself in reality, and civil society always regards this temperament as madness. For example, Sepp Tina said to Anzems, "People often find this temperament in young people with highly simple conduct, but such people are laughed at by ordinary citizens because of their complete lack of wet experience." (See Chapter 8) Vice President Paulman said that the poetic temperament of Anzems is too easy for people to fall into fantasy and speculation, so although he appreciates Anzems very much, he is very dissatisfied with him at this point, and hopes that Anzems will restore "rationality" and embark on the "right path".

However, Anzems could not understand his own destiny from the beginning, and could not strengthen his belief in ideals and love. He always laments that he is not successful in the real world. He still hopes that he can develop into a proper member of the class, and even hopes that he can become a confidential secretary. He is still annoyed that he can't always live in harmony with reality. The poeticization of his life still needs an opportunity, and the appearance of Septina the little snake is such an opportunity. The magical love between them inspired the inner poetry of Anzems. Sepe Tina, the snake, appeared brilliantly when Anzems was depressed and felt sorry for himself. At that moment, Anselms heard a voice that ordinary people couldn't hear. The jingle became human language, but it was actually made by a small snake. Even more amazing, Anzems was attracted by the little snake. This kind of love is a kind of surreal and idealized love. We can't rationally understand how a person can fall in love with a small snake, no matter how charming its eyes are. But for Anzemus, the shock caused by these dark blue eyes is enormous, which makes him "feel like being electrocuted, with his limbs trembling and his heart beating ... an unprecedented feeling of extreme happiness and deep pain in his chest ..." It is this feeling that promotes the development of his spiritual world.

Paying attention to love is also one of the characteristics of romanticism. In them, love is the key to spiritual transcendence and the root of poetic world. This kind of love is not individual love in reality. After all, emotional individual love contains too many rude elements, and when true love is realized, love itself will become the bondage of the other party. What they admire is a surreal and eternal love. The love between Anzems and Septina meets this requirement. Their love has no realistic basis and practical purpose, and is the product of spiritual collision. Veronica's feelings for Anzermus are in sharp contrast. Veronica, the vain daughter of the vice principal, also has a pair of blue eyes. When she learned that Anzems might become a court consultant, she fell in love with him. When Herbolant, the original document that really became a court adviser, proposed to her, Veronica married him without hesitation. It can be seen that Anzems loves Septina herself and doesn't care if she is a snake. Veronica, on the other hand, loves the position of court adviser, regardless of whether it is Anzermus or Hebrant.

Anzemus is therefore placed between two worlds and two feelings. To some extent, his fate is the writer's expectation of the real individual, hoping for an ideal world like Atlantis and more people like Anzems. Because the premise of poetic world is the poeticization of human beings. What matters is not whether such a magical place as Atlantis really exists, then we are completely lost in meaningless fantasies; It is important that people in reality should keep yearning for the poetic world and believe that our life has a meaning beyond the secular world, that is, the "yearning for another existence that makes people pursue a more noble existence" that Anzems felt. We must believe that this yearning and significance is not illusory. As the article said, "You will find that the magical country is much closer to you than you ever imagined. This is my heartfelt hope, and I tried to explain it to you with the strange story of college student Anzems".

Anzems and Septina finally lived in paradise Atlantis, but all this was realized in imagination. Even if there is a place like Atlantis, only a few people enter this world. In the last chapter of the novel, Hoffman shows us the great happiness of Anzems and Septina in Atlantis, but he still does not forget to point out how to get rid of the drag of daily life in reality and endure the distress of embarrassing life. When the narrator, as an individual in reality, felt the bliss of Atlantis and could not help sighing that he had to live in reality, Lindhorst told the narrator: "... don't be so sad! Didn't you just go to Atlantis by yourself? Don't you at least have a beautiful farmhouse there as a country of poetry in your heart? The sacred harmony between all things is revealing its deepest natural secrets to poetry. " This undoubtedly tells us that our transcendence of reality can only be realized by aesthetics in imagination.

Hoffman's uniqueness lies not only in writing a fantastic story, but also in his efforts to make us feel that all this happened in real time and space. The subtitle "A Modern Fairy Tale" of Golden Basin emphasizes its connection with reality. Hoffman doesn't agree with fairy tales in abstract time and space, which is one of the characteristics that distinguishes him from many romantic writers, so Heine said that Hoffman "has always been firmly attached to the reality of the world." The Golden Pot is set in real details. His Dresden has "Hermon" and "Lin Ji Bath", and Septina also appeared on an ordinary elderberry growing from a crack in the wall by the Elbe River. He even said that the documents of Vice President Paulman and Mr. Boehlandt still exist today. All these show us that in modern life, there are still areas of imagination and the possibility of transcendence.

However, the Dresden described by Hoffman is still the product of imagination. This article was written from August 18 13 to March 518/4. During the Franco-Prussian War, the two armies fought in Dresden, and then Dresden experienced famine and plague, so the actual situation in Dresden was not as comfortable as described in the article. In this sense, Atlantis is even more fictional. Jinpen, a "fairy tale" that happened in "modern", exists in double imagination after all.

(Yin Mingming)