In the end, what kind of eyes should we look at the world, with secular power, money and theoretical dogma, or with pure childlike innocence and kind human nature? The little prince told us the answer. We are busy day and night, we pursue fame and fortune, we come and go in a hurry, we care about gains and losses, but we are more and more lonely. As the article said, "the wind blew them away, they had no roots and lived very hard." It is difficult for us to be as happy and satisfied as children. We buried our rich imagination and simple heart when we were young with desire.
What moved me most in the article was a conversation between the fox and the little prince. When the little prince thought his rose was unique, but found that there were countless such flowers on the earth, he was very sad and felt cheated, but the fox told him that "domestication" would make people establish relationships. The fox said, "to me, you are just a little boy, just like thousands of other little boys." I don't need you, and you don't need me. To you, I am just a fox, just like thousands of other foxes. However, if you tame me, we will need each other. For me, you will be the only one in the universe, and for you, I will be the only one in the world. "The little prince understands that although his rose looks like other roses, she is unique in the world, because he domesticated her and she is his rose." All she needs is a rose to surpass all of you. "The fox also told the little prince," Only the soul can see the essence of things, and the really important things are invisible to the naked eye. ""You must be responsible for what you domesticate, and you must be responsible for your roses. "
The little prince understood and remembered. At that moment, I also understood and remembered that this is the true meaning of love. The world is so big, he is so ordinary, but it is unique, unique. Because of this "domestication" relationship, dedication and responsibility will bring happiness to each other and happiness to themselves.
The little prince gave up his body in order to go back to accompany his roses. Seeing this, my tears flowed silently, and he found what he really sought. "I will live on one of the stars and smile on a certain star. Whenever I look up at the starry sky at night, it will be like seeing all the stars smiling! "
I can't help but go to the window and look up at the starry sky. The little prince is on it, and all the stars are smiling gently. ...
To tell the truth, I'm a little afraid to tell this classic adult fairy tale. Because it is so mysterious and wonderful, it seems that I am not qualified to talk about it. I'm just moved. I want to cry every time I finish reading it. It really has a subtle power to control the sad area in our hearts. Its writing is unpretentious, but I don't think any book can match its charm.
The little prince lives on a very small planet, really small: there are only two volcanoes, a flower and a little man. You can enjoy the sunrise and sunset by moving the chair, and three small bread trees can occupy all the space. However, the little prince loves his planet and his roses very much.
However, the little prince still wants to go. Before he left, he put everything on this planet in order and put a glass cover on the rose. The flowers are sad, and so is the little prince.
The prince began his journey, met a king who talked to himself, a vain man, a drunken drunkard, a busy businessman, a diligent lamplighter, a geographer who didn't care about flowers ... Finally, he came to the earth.
The little prince met a fox waiting for love, and the fox said, "tame me." The little prince doesn't know what "taming" is, said the fox-building relationships.
The little prince understood a little. He remembers his roses. The little prince tamed his roses and now they can't be separated. Is each other's little prince, is each other's roses.
The fox took the little prince to see 5000 roses at the foot of the mountain, all of which were delicate and charming. The little prince was very depressed because he thought there was only one rose in the world, the one on his own planet.
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The little prince stayed on earth for a whole year. He's leaving. His viper friend will help him get back to the starting point.
The little prince fell down. Fall down gently, like a tree, without sound.
This is the end of the story. It ended in the fall of the little prince, quietly. The search for the little prince is over. What was he nosing about？ Maybe he can't tell himself.
When I first saw it, I didn't understand it, but I thought it was a very sad work. The second and third time, I felt like crying, but I couldn't find its power, the power that could make us sad; The fourth time, the fifth time, I felt a little bit, which is the following thing.
The conflict between the little prince and his flowers was a turning point in his fate. Because of this turning point, the little prince began his pursuit, pursuing what he couldn't say clearly. When he found that his real destination should still be his own planet, the little prince stopped going. He, gently fell.
In the process of traveling around the world, the little prince learned about the world he had never known before, but lost his beauty. When he found out, it was too late. Everyone is the same. When we started looking, we had lost it, but people didn't cherish the present, and they didn't cherish every present we were looking for.
The process of the little prince's pursuit and search described by the author is precisely our daily life and our life. None of us can escape the stereotype of the little prince, and no one can escape. Combining such a paradox with such a sad role will help us understand the feelings conveyed by Taoist writers more deeply. We are little princes.
Maybe that's why we cry. I understand it this way.
We don't know our destiny, we keep pursuing it. We are all looking for "lost beauty", and forgetting it will become a beautiful "now".
You don't know how to cherish until you lose it, and you don't know how to be beautiful until you lose it. We all want to have our own beautiful world, and we all hope that the present and the future are beautiful. But how is it possible? We can't keep time, and we can't make the present immortal, but we can try our best to cherish the present and try our best to cherish the dying present with our own search.
Comments on Old Events in the South of the City _600 words
Childhood is a beautiful and fragrant flower. When we are one year old, one petal falls off, all the petals fall off, and our childhood is over.
Old Things in the South of the City is the representative work of Lin, a female writer in Taiwan Province Province. In old Beijing in the last century, the hutongs peddled by vendors from time to time, quadrangles planted with oleanders, steaming heaters in the room, thick cotton trousers that can stand upright, small fried chicken in the west wing, eight treasures of Buddha's house, Southern Amusement Park, Drum Tower Bookstore ... The little master Eiko in the book is surrounded by these warm things, and is loved by a kind and strict father, a mother who manages housework and a kind Ma Song.
Eiko's interesting childhood stories are all reflected in Huian Pavilion. Eiko dares to take risks: her mother and Ma Song won't let Eiko go to Hui 'an Pavilion to play, and even when she walks to the door of Hui 'an Pavilion, she will speed up her steps: because there is a "madman" there, Eiko often goes there behind their backs, and gradually becomes friends with Xiuzhen, the "madman", and understands that she is not really crazy, but "crazy" because she misses her long-lost child, Xiaoguizi. When Eiko found out that Niu Niu, a good friend of her own age, turned out to be a little devil, I was surprised and happy: I was surprised because Eiko played with Niu Niu every day, that is, she became good friends with the little devil; I am very happy because my mother and daughter are reunited.
Xiaoying is also helpful. She will help those who are in trouble and wronged. She is also brave and kind ... We should all learn from her.
The protagonists in the story "Old Things in the South of the City" have established certain feelings with Eiko, but with the change of things, these people have left Eiko for various reasons, even to say goodbye.
Since we are in a wonderful childhood, we should cherish the happy life now. With the development of science and technology, we will not be unable to keep in touch without friends, as we were in Eiko's time. We should cherish everything and everyone around us.
Childhood is happy, and many interesting things in childhood add color to childhood. Childhood is like a river, which is gone forever. Our childhood passes quickly. So cherish the wonderful childhood you have!
Colorful childhood _600 words after reading the old things in the south of the city
"On the banyan tree by the pond, cicadas are crowing in summer. On the swing beside the playground, only butterflies stop on it. ..... "Whenever I hear Tayu Lo sing" Childhood ",I can't help but think of my happy childhood and the book" Old Things in the South of the City "I read.
This book is an autobiographical novel. It depicts the protagonist Xiaoying's childhood experience in southern Beijing in the 1920s in a simple and naive style. It shows us the old Beijing in the eyes of a child and the life of Beijingers at the beginning of last century. With his transcendental writing style, the author Lin watches the joys and sorrows of adults through the eyes of the protagonist Eiko, and naturally blends the scenery of southern Beijing in Xiaoying's eyes into his lines.
The author Lin's childhood is rich and colorful, so is everyone's childhood. My childhood is no exception, I am happy, because I did a lot of stupid things when I was a child, which made me unforgettable.
Once, my mother fed me sesame sauce. At that time, I thought it was almost the same as my mother's underwater mud mask, so I took a big piece of sesame paste and applied it to my face regardless of the willy-nilly. As a result, sesame paste blackened my face, leaving only a pair of big blinking eyes white, like a charred villain, which made my family laugh.
Another time, grandma bought some red peppers. Grandma says children can't eat it because it's spicy. I thought to myself: How can a red fruit be spicy? Aren't apples red, too? Isn't watermelon red, too? Then why are they all so sweet? It must be so delicious that my grandmother didn't want to give it to me, so she lied to me on purpose. Hum! Cheap grandma, if you don't give it to me, I'll eat it! So, while grandma was not paying attention, she sneaked into the kitchen, picked up the pepper and stuffed it into her mouth with lightning speed. "Wow-"I ran out with tears and a runny nose, and I cried with a loud "Wow". "So spicy, so spicy!" My mouth is like fire, and my mouth is bubbling. Grandma came to ice me, and it didn't hurt so much. From then on, I never dare to eat Chili again.
The book "Old Things in the South of the City" shows the lively civic life in old Beijing, and also vividly shows the author's beautiful childhood life, which makes people memorable. Later, this book was made into a movie! Old things in the south of the city is intoxicating.
Childhood, it is like a star in the night sky, shining; It is like a pearl in Heiberg, dazzling. The night sky of childhood shines with colorful light, giving people infinite reverie.
After reading the old things in the south of the city, I feel _600 words.
Today, I opened the book that I can't forget-the past events in the south of the city. The book describes the warm and harmonious life of a family in the south of Beijing, and shows the joys and sorrows of the adult world through a child's perspective. Clear and vague stories often make me cry.
This book tells the life of Eiko, a little girl who lived in old Beijing in the last century. Xiuzhen, a crazy woman, a girl by the well, a thief squatting in the grass, an aunt Lan who dared to oppose feudal ideas, a wet nurse who accompanied her day and night, and a loving father who was buried underground ... These people accompanied her through her childhood from six to thirteen years old. Childhood is gone forever, but my thoughts are pouring out like a flood. Although Xiaoying's childhood life is far away from me, it seems to accompany me faintly, like a beautiful painting.
The author's description brings the reader into a child's world, which is naive. The darkness of the old society seems to be gone forever, just a happy and innocent life of a child. But there is a trace of sadness between simple languages. In Eiko's eyes, the customs and daily life of old Beijing are presented to readers one by one. Those who used to talk and laugh with her were so clear, but they left her one by one in the blink of an eye. Why? Eiko doesn't understand, but her childhood is still happy. After reading it, many people are haunted by dreams, lingering in their childhood life that has already slipped away, and can't help but recall that time in detail.
In a relaxed and simple style, the author outlines the picture, pursues tiny memories and recalls childhood. Everything in the book is so orderly, with slow flowing water, slow camel team, slow flowing crowd and slowly passing years. There is an indescribable innocence, but it is full of human joys and sorrows, like a poem, which makes us fully feel the bitterness of the world. By describing Eiko's childhood, the author fully shows his full nostalgia for the innocent age. In Eiko's eyes, although the world is boundless, the cold comes and the summer goes, the leaves return to their roots and the sun sets ... everything is so beautiful, happy and desirable.
Childhood is the sunshine in winter, the rainbow after rain, and the rain that moistens everything ... childhood is the most gorgeous and enjoyable time in my life. At the end of Old Things in the South of the City, Eiko bid farewell to her childhood, grew into a strong and independent teenager and entered a new life. In the process of growing up, everyone has their own "past events in the south of the city", and everyone has a happy time.
Comments on Old Events in the South of the City _600 words
Lin, born in Osaka, Japan, came to Beijing at the age of five and spent an unforgettable childhood here. So, with deep feelings, she wrote a book called "Old Things in the South of the City". A "photo of life" of vicissitudes of life, with a simple and sad painting style, vividly and delicately interprets her dreamlike childhood.
Hui Anting is the one that impressed me the most.
Eiko, the little hero, met Xiuzhen, a "crazy woman" covered in scars, and spent a bitter life with them. In the last unintentional conversation, I learned that Xiao Guizi in Xiuzhen's mouth was actually a girl! They went to Tianjin. Eiko experienced the pain of parting, had a good time, and realized her childhood. Cry sadly, do simply ... Free and free. Eiko's childhood memories are a little sad, but its air is free.
Old Beijing is so quiet, peaceful and beautiful. Stay away from the noise and get close to the most beautiful paradise in your heart, leaving the deepest impression and the truest feeling. In our era of rapid development of science and technology, we must keep up with the pace of development and not slow down, otherwise it will only be forgotten by the times and drowned by the crowd. In the past, children "walked", but now children "run at the speed of light"; In the past, children were surrounded by freedom, but now they are overwhelmed by homework. In the past, a child's childhood was called childhood. Now it is full of homework, exams and cram schools ... Slowly, childhood will be replaced by another term, that is, learning. Now, childhood is blurred. When I grow up, if I ask what my childhood was, I will say, exams. ...
The book "Old Things in the South of the City" has no gorgeous sentences or deliberate embellishment, but only describes the old things in the south of the city naturally. He gave me the impression that a cup of green tea was light and fragrant, but the more I drank it, the more fragrant it became, and it was intoxicating.
Turn to the last page of the book, read the last line of the book until it is closed, leaving a rich book fragrance in my room, accompanied by Eiko's happy laughter and long camel bells. ...
800 words after reading a dream of red mansions
Full of absurd words, a bitter tear. Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste?
Love in previous lives will be rewarded in the future. A myth uncovered the dusty memory; A piece of Baoyu, hooked the world like smoke, missing like crazy; The pulse of emotion makes us think again and again.
I once lamented the tragic ending. Daiyu died with hatred, Baoyu couldn't see through the world of mortals, Baochai was alone at night, and Jiafu's decline and depression. I also complained about Cao Xueqin's cruelty: "why don't you make love with Dai?" Instead, yin and yang are separated, and finally they end up far apart? " Is there really only sadness and sad tears in the world? "
Put down this book, but I can't put down a cavity of sadness, Baodai's love tragedy, and each other's tears, sorrows, sorrows and pains.
She has the beauty of closing the moon and feeling ashamed of flowers, but she is "in a state of anxiety and suffering from a disease", showing her weakness, hazy eyes and lingering dreams.
She is a clever and strange girl. I still remember the beauty of Ju's poems, the agility of An's poems on the spot, and Xiang Yun's poems under the moon. She gave full play to her unparalleled talent, which impressed me deeply and attracted tens of millions of people. But savoring those delicate and sentimental words carefully, how many tears are hidden and how many are sad.
Who knows the misery of life experience and the pain of relying on others? Arrogant, naive and straightforward, anti-feudal rebellious character, doomed to a bleak ending, died in tears.
In March, the flowers are in full bloom and the fragrance is all over the sky. Daiyu, on the other hand, used a hoe to bury the fragments of youth, together with her own tears, into the flying soil. "Flowers fade all over the sky. Who has pity when the fragrance dies? " "People who bury flowers today are stupid. Who did he know when he was buried? " She buried all her desires, dreams and bitterness of life in the ground, but she couldn't bury loneliness, such as the loneliness that followed her and the loneliness that followed her.
The bitterness of falling in love with Baoyu lies in congenial affection. Baoyu is her only confidant, but her withdrawn personality and bad popularity have become a stumbling block to her happiness, which has gradually alienated her grandmother who loves her, and the balance of victory naturally tilts towards Baochai, who is very shrewd. Feng's seduction strategy made them lose their love, and Daiyu went home angrily with tears in her eyes. From then on, except for Yin and Yang, Baoyu was crazy and silly. Later, he saw through the world of mortals and cut it. Sadly, Qiyuan Xianpa is already the daughter of Beijiang Township!
Daiyu's tragedy began with the darkness of feudal society and the stupidity that "a woman without talent is virtue". Cao Xueqin created such a typical tragedy, probably to tell the world how many talented and talented women were submerged by the darkness of feudal society and struggled in misery. How many talented people hate officialdom and live in poverty all their lives. Does Cao Xueqin also pin her thoughts on this strange girl? Nobody knows.
The cold evening breeze lifted the curtain of the years, and the Sri Lankan people have gone, and future generations are speechless. ...
800 words after reading a dream of red mansions
An accidental meeting opened a dream of red mansions, so I met her-Lin Daiyu. She shocked me deeply. Baodai's unprecedented love has been told through the ages and praised by the world. Looking at the world, who has this qualification? Since then, the shadow of Daiyu's sister has been rippling in my heart, back and forth, vaguely hearing her delicate breathing, and her sad face emerged in my mind, with haggard but incomparable charm. She shed tears, because only after the indulgence of crying will she stretch more and her smile will bloom more. Closing your eyes seems to see his gentle eyes, flashing a little tears, which makes people addicted, emotional and unable to extricate themselves.
I often hear people say that Daiyu is "petty" or even "narrow-minded", but I don't think so! Because behind this, just because she cares too much about Baoyu, because she loves him very deeply, so she can't help but mind. I always feel that Baoyu has given Daiyu too little time, Daiyu's heart is too delicate, but Baoyu can't understand it. A moment of depression made her feel like a lost child who lost her heart, and Baoyu's undue greetings would be rejected by her. Hard and fierce, it was unintentional, not unacceptable, but because she was too uncomfortable, she used poetry to vent her long-simmering feelings.
Poetry is her beautiful soul and her spiritual sustenance. Whenever I read her poems, I always have a shocking feeling. Every word and sentence is like a sharp knife, deeply inserted into the reader's heart, giving people a suffocating illusion. Invisible, it seems that someone grabbed his throat and couldn't get rid of his sadness. He can only helplessly put down the book and let himself wake up slowly. I remember her "Flower Funeral Ci": "According to today, the person who buries flowers laughs, who knows when he buries flowers?" Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. No sad songs, I don't know. "After reading it, it's like being pierced by an arrow, and my heart is like a knife.
Her tears, like a trickle, gathered into a clear spring, clarifying her tragedy. She cried because she was too wronged. She was miserable and deserved people's pity. Her love with Baoyu was not allowed in that society. She was infatuated with Baoyu, and she was infinitely sad all her life. However, before she died, she smiled and shouted "Baoyu, Baoyu ..." Then she left this world forever. ...
Although her story is over, it has left me with thousands of thoughts. I closed the book, trying to seal the dust in my heart, but once I closed my eyes, the sadness that should have been imprisoned danced, rotated and danced in the air like dust.
800 words after reading a dream of red mansions
Singing and Burying Flowers in A Dream of Red Mansions
"The flowers are flying all over the sky, and the red fragrance is pitiless." A song "Burying Flowers" made many people feel sad. A Dream of Red Mansions sings the ups and downs of an era. When the heavy snow turned white and really clean, the once prosperity only stayed in the thin pages.
360 days a year, the wind and sword are threatening. "This is the best time, this is the worst time." The country is rich and strong, and the emperor is grateful for the ages. It seems that everything is thriving and everything is glory. Few people see that the whole society, from bottom to top, is a scene of mud but not dye. The people at the bottom have lost their land and abandoned their land, making a living hard. If you don't want to be humiliated and hurt, don't live on earth. People who struggle to survive are either calculated by the government or exploited by extended families, and eventually they will have a tragic fate. The big family is even more entangled in interests. For money and power, they fought for power and profit, and colluded with the government, making the people miserable. Even within the family, intrigue emerges endlessly, and eventually it is inevitable that the family will be ruined.
The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Lin Daiyu lamented not only her sadness. Maybe in a few years, not only this beautiful sister Lin, but also everything in this unique grand view garden will be gone. Happiness in the world is disillusioned after all. Looking back now, it was just a dream. Even if it is pure and clean as a wonderful jade, it will end up in a mess. In that filthy age, who can get rid of mud and not get wet? Personal tragedies, like quicksand, gradually converge into an infinite desert. Who did he know when he was buried? I don't know. Slowly, the dust buried them all.
There is no sad song for me, I don't know what happened. This is the bleakest couplet and the most accurate prediction of Lin Daiyu's own ending. A Dream of Red Mansions is a tragedy, and everyone is firmly trapped in the spider web of fate. Some people are struggling and tired. Some people have long given up resistance and are waiting for the arrival of destruction in a daze. Their tragedy is not coincidence or accident, but is inseparable from the decline of the whole society. From the beginning, Baoyu's dream of sleepwalking was too empty. Otherwise, why did Gao E continue the last forty chapters? Why isn't there a happy ending? Baodai and Daiyu were reincarnated as fairy girls in the sky, and they will also become fairies and return to heaven after death, but what about those flesh and blood? Or after spring, it is dust after all.
From this perspective, the connotation of A Dream of Red Mansions is too rich to be fully understood. How to summarize a song "Burying Flowers"? Really is a dream of red mansions.
Reflection on Les Miserables
In the book, Jean Valjean, who was released from prison, bears the status of a prisoner and is discriminated against by others. Social injustice and exclusion have wiped out his hope of turning over a new leaf and changed his confidence in doing good. It was the benevolent bishop who extended a generous and selfless helping hand and took in the desperate Jean Valjean. He didn't care that Jean Valjean stole his silverware, but gave him the pair of silver candlesticks and said to him, "Promise me that I will use the money in a good way. Sell these silverware and use the money to make yourself better. "
I began to realize that there was such a saint in the ruthless capitalist society at that time. It was the bishop's generosity and kindness that deeply influenced Jean Valjean, rekindled the dying fire of hope in Jean Valjean's heart, and made him repent thoroughly and start a new life. Therefore, Jean Valjean's fate is not always so tragic. The tragedy is the whole world view at that time. It is precisely because of people like bishops that the whole world has a savior, and it is possible for the whole world to grope hard in hot water.
Under the influence of the bishop, Jean Valjean began to be helpful, won the love of the people and became a respected mayor. I'm glad everything has changed. From the prisoner to the mayor, it is a world of difference, which is undoubtedly a great change in human nature.
In the face of poverty and indifference, there will be two kinds of people: the first kind is humble and inferior. Their ugly, selfish and greedy nature can no longer be hidden. Like Thenardier in the book, everything he did was for money. One moment he claims to be an actor, and the next he becomes a painter, but no matter how clever he is, he can't hide the fact that he is ugly by nature.
In fact, in today's society, there are also some despicable people who do whatever it takes for immediate interests. For example, some people take bribes by virtue of their authority; Taking stimulants in order to get good results in major competitions; Someone else cheated in the exam?
What the author wants to tell us is: to be true to yourself, any deliberate disguise will be seen through, and hypocrisy will only be destroyed in front of the facts. The other is a person with noble sentiments, who can always be cheerful, kind and tolerant under any circumstances. After the new transformation, Jean Valjean became generous and kind. It is that compassionate heart that has influenced Changsha Wei, a cold and stubborn policeman who has been blindly chasing him.
I was once again shocked by the great power of human nature. May there be more bright messengers like bishops around us, and may they always guard people's kind hearts like pure angels. I hope more people can join the team that is helpful and courageous. Society needs such people, and the world needs such people. Only in this way can we create our life and create a kind, harmonious and bright world.