What bothers Xiangzi most is that he can't get rid of Tigress's entanglement. From the beginning, he was unwilling to accept this relationship imposed on him and tried to avoid her. Although compared with soldiers and spies, Tigress has no right to kill him at will; He took the arrangement of accepting Tigress as "surrender". In this case, he saw his incompetence and powerlessness more clearly: "Life is your own, but you teach others to take care of it." This has played a more serious role than before in eroding his will to survive and breaking his desire to survive, from striving for success to self-doubt and self-degradation.
Xiangzi's hands are shaking even more. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull to a secluded place, study your car carefully and try to see your face on the paint board! The more you look at it, the cuter it is. Even if it doesn't meet your ideal, you can forgive it, because it is already your own car. Seeing that the car seemed to have a rest, he sat on the new cushion of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. It suddenly occurred to him that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. He hasn't celebrated his birthday since he came to town. Well, I bought a new car today, even on my birthday. It is easy to remember that people own cars. Besides, I made the car by myself, so nothing can't be counted together.
Before the clouds covered the sky, the ground was already dark, and the unusually bright and hot sunny afternoon suddenly turned into night. The wind, with the rain star between it, crashed from east to west like looking for something on the ground. A red flash in the distance to the north, like a dark cloud, reveals a lot of blood. The wind stopped, but soon. It's chilling. A gust of such wind has passed, and everything seems to be somehow. Even the willows are waiting for something hesitantly. Another flash of lightning was just above his head, followed by bright white raindrops, which were extremely hard and smashed up a lot of dust. The soil was slightly rainy, and several heavy rain spots hit Xiangzi's back. He shivered twice, the rain stopped and the dark clouds covered the sky. Another gust of wind, more severe than before, willow branches flying, dust floating everywhere, rain falling in succession, wind, soil and rain mixed in one place, connected together, both horizontal and vertical, gray and chilly, everything wrapped in it, unable to tell which is the tree, which is the ground and which is the cloud, and all directions were in chaos, full of noise and confusion. The wind has passed, leaving only the straight rain channel, which hangs down day by day, and it is not clear that the lines are just one by one. After a while, countless arrows hit the ground and thousands of waterfalls fell on the house. In a few minutes, heaven and earth could not be separated, and the water in the air fell, and the water on the ground was everywhere, turning into a black and yellow, sometimes white and bright water world.
She went there at one o'clock. When she ran back, she was breathless and speechless. She held the table and coughed for a long time before saying, ten dollars for a doctor to come over, just to have a look, whether to send it or not. The delivery is twenty dollars. If you have to go to the hospital, it will cost tens of dollars. "Auspicious elder brother! what do you think? ! "Xiangzi had no choice but to die!
6. He regained his silence. If you don't tell him, he will eat, he will drink and he will break. Speech is the exchange of opinions and feelings between people. He has no opinion and no hope. Why are you talking? In addition to bargaining, he kept his mouth shut all day; The mouth seems to be specially prepared for eating, drinking tea and smoking. Even when he is drunk, he doesn't make a sound. He would sit in a secluded place and cry. Almost every time I get drunk, I cry in the Woods where Joy hangs. After crying, he stayed in the White House. When I woke up from the wine, I washed my hands and got sick. He has no regrets; If he has regrets, he regrets why he was so strong, so cautious and so honest. All the regrets are over, and there is nothing to regret now.
7. He is really a bit like a tree, strong, silent and alive. He has his own plan and some brains, but he is not good at telling others. In foreign rickshaws, personal grievances and difficulties are the words of the public. In the "car entrance", in the small teahouse, in the courtyard, everyone is reporting, describing or clamoring for their own things, and then these things become everyone's property, spreading from one place to another like folk songs. Xiangzi, a countryman, is not as eloquent as a city man; If he has a glib tongue, he is born unwilling to talk more, so he doesn't want to learn from the loquacity of city people. He knows his own business and doesn't like to discuss it with others. Because his mouth is always idle, he has time to think, and his eyes always seem to look at his heart. As long as he has made up his mind, he will go along the road opened in his heart; If he can't leave, he can bite his teeth for a day or two without saying a word, just like biting his own heart!
8. Winter has passed, and the sunshine in spring is the clothes that nature gives everyone. He sold all his cotton-padded clothes. He should eat and drink well, don't keep his winter clothes, and don't want to see winter again. Have a happy day today and die tomorrow! Who cares if winter is winter? It's a pity that it's winter and I'm still alive. Let's talk about it. Originally, when he remembered it, he thought of it all his life; Now, he only cares about the present. Experience tells him that tomorrow is only a continuation of today, and tomorrow inherits today's grievances. He felt very happy when he sold his cotton-padded clothes. What's wrong with holding cash? A gust of wind will choke him to death. Why did he keep it for the winter?
9. Xiangzi used to be an honest man who loved life. The description of his appearance at the beginning of the novel and the description of his rickshaw pulling are all radiant, which has simply become a hymn of youth, health and labor. The novel uses more space to describe Xiangzi's beautiful inner world. When he was in a rickshaw in Caofula, he accidentally overturned, the car was damaged and the owner was injured. He resigned, willing to pay his master back as compensation, showing his sense of responsibility and honor as a laborer. In a small teahouse on a cold winter night, he bought mutton buns to satisfy his hunger for two generations of old horses and grandsons, and also devoted sincere care and deep sympathy to his suffering partners. These paragraphs describe Xiangzi's good qualities with plain pen and ink. The writer even used a strange metaphor to describe this character: "He seems to be a good ghost even in hell."
10, at four o'clock, the dark clouds began to show fatigue, and the soft and faint flash was not very red. After a while, the clouds in the west cracked, and the black Yunfeng was inlaid with golden edges, and some white gas ran under the clouds; Flash to the south, dragging a few quiet thunder. After a while, the clouds in the west were exposed to the sun, turning the leaves with rain into golden yellow. There are a pair of seven-color rainbows hanging in the eastern sky, and two pounds are inserted in the dark clouds. On the back of the bridge is a blue sky. The rainbow soon dissipated, and there was no dark cloud in the sky. The washed blue sky and everything seem to have just given birth to a brand-new, cool and beautiful world from the darkness. Even a few dragonflies of various colors came to the puddle in the painting academy.
1 1, the darkness outside gradually got used to it. His heart seemed to stop beating and his eyes closed involuntarily. I don't know if I am moving forward or have stopped, but I feel like a wave of fluctuations in my heart, like a fluctuating Black Sea. Darkness is connected with my heart, everything is dim, everything is ups and downs, and everything is in a trance. Suddenly my heart moved, as if I remembered something, and as if I heard some voices, I couldn't tell; But I opened my eyes again. He did go on walking, forgetting what he had just remembered, and there was no movement around him. The heart beat for a while, then gradually calmed down. He told himself not to close his eyes and stop thinking; Getting to the city quickly is the first important thing. But if he doesn't think about things in his heart, his eyes will close easily again. He must have missed something, awake. He knew that once he fell down, he could sleep for three days. What are you thinking about? He is dizzy, his body is wet and sad, his hair is itchy, his feet are sore and his mouth is dry. He can think of nothing but self-pity. However, he can't even think about his own affairs. His head is so empty and bloated, as if he just remembered himself and then forgot himself, just like a candle that is about to go out, even he can't illuminate himself. Coupled with the darkness around him, he felt like he was floating in a mass of black gas. Although he knew he still existed, he took a step forward, but there was nothing else to prove where he must have gone, just like a man floating in the desert sea, he couldn't believe himself. He has never experienced such indecision, sadness and absolute loneliness. On weekdays, although he doesn't like making friends, he is not afraid to bask in the sun alone. The sun shines on his limbs and all kinds of things are presented in front of him. Now, he is not afraid, but he can't stand this uncertainty. If camels are as dishonest as mules and horses, maybe they can be taught to cheer up and pay attention to them, but camels are too docile to make him impatient; When he was in the most trance, he suddenly thought of whether the camel was still behind him, which startled him. He seems to believe that these big animals will gently drill into the dark fork, but he has no idea that they will gradually melt like pulling a piece of ice.
12, Xiangzi, what a decent Xiangzi, turned into a thin and dirty coachman. He doesn't wash his face, bathe or wash clothes, and sometimes he doesn't shave his hair for more than a month. He doesn't care about his car, whether it's a new car or a used car, as long as it's small. Pull business, a little sweetness, he poured it out halfway. If the bus driver refuses, he will stare, fight and live in the police area for two days. A man is pulling a car and walking slowly. He is distressed by his sweat. As soon as he got on the bus, he ran away happily, just to leave others behind. At this time, he is also very good at finding fault, cutting across other cars, deliberately turning sharply, stroking the car behind him and grabbing the car in front. Originally, he thought that pulling a rickshaw was to save his life, and he was in danger of falling to his death if he was not careful. Now, he deliberately plays bad; It doesn't matter who falls to death, everyone deserves to die!
13, man promoted himself from the beast, but now he drives his own kind into the beast. Xiangzi is still in the city of culture, but he has become an animal. It's not his fault at all. He stopped thinking, so even if he killed someone, he wouldn't be responsible. He lost hope and fell into a bottomless pit. He eats, he drinks, he whores, he gambles, he is lazy, he is cunning, because he has no heart, and his heart has been taken away by others. All he has left is that tall meat shelf, waiting to fester and prepare for the chaotic death.
14, decent, strong, dreamy, selfish, with personality, strong and great, Xiangzi, I don't know how many funerals I sent with others; I don't know when and where he will bury himself, this degenerate, selfish, unfortunate and socially ill child, the last ghost of individualism!
15, slowly, he wants to sell not only clothes, but also anything that is temporarily unused. He likes to watch his things turn into money and be spent by himself; If you spend it yourself, it won't fall into other people's hands. This is the safest. Sell things and buy them when necessary; What if you can't afford it? You don't need it. It doesn't matter if you don't wash your face or brush your teeth Save money and trouble. Meet who decently? It's true that you wear rags and eat pancakes with sauce and meat in your bellies! There are good things in your stomach, even if you die, you will have oil and water, not like a starving mouse.
16, Xiangzi was not only deprived of his car and savings, but also deprived of the virtue, will to make progress and purpose of life of his workers. Here, the destruction of beautiful things is not manifested as the physical death of noble heroes, but the loss of noble character of characters, that is, spiritual destruction.
17, he decided to pull the cart and pulled it. He rented a broken car to practice his legs first. I didn't get the money on the first day The business was good the next day, but after lying down for two days, my ankle was swollen like two scorpions and I couldn't lift it anymore. No matter how painful it was, he endured it. He knew it was inevitable, and it was a hurdle that the coachman had to cross. He won't dare to run boldly unless he passes this level.