Reading notes of "The Temple of Earth and Me"

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Reading notes of "The Temple of Earth and Me" 1

"The Temple of Earth and Me" is Shi Tiesheng's masterpiece of prose. The result of the thinking of the Earth Temple, the article is full of the author's insights on life and the praise of family love. The simple words are filled with the deep emotions of the author's soul. It is a rare and excellent work.

When Shi Tiesheng was 21 years old, he returned to Beijing and was hospitalized due to leg disease. From then on, he never stood up again. He suddenly lost his legs at the most arrogant age in his life. This tragic disaster befell him, which was like a thunder blow to a young life. In his own words, he once concentrated on thinking about death for several hours. After experiencing repeated spiritual struggles with death, he finally rejected death. It was his mother's love that aroused his will, and he decided to turn his heart into a fertile soil. His mother had already sown the first seeds on this fertile soil. Then, an old couple, a singing young man, a female teacher, a long-distance runner, a mentally retarded girl? The people who encouraged and moved the author countless times inadvertently created a forest of life, where the author found the meaning of life. Came over with strength.

However, in the face of setbacks and suffering, some people choose to kill themselves with their own hands: the famous French writer Maupassant cut his own throat with a paper knife; the residence of Spanish writer Mariano Lara There was a dull gunshot; the German playwright Kleist committed suicide together with his wife who accompanied him; the contemporary Chinese poet Haizi committed suicide by lying on the train after leaving a sentence: "Facing the sea, spring is warm and the flowers are blooming"? These facts are shocking. , tracing its root cause is irresponsibility for life and lack of attention to life. What it leaves to the world is only sighs and regrets.

Life is only once for each of us. For this only once, I think we should make good use of it. It is true that life will inevitably have many ups and downs, but this should not be a reason to avoid life. Who has a smooth life? Instead of being sad and painful and hastily ending one's life, why not regard it as life giving us training? What about your own opportunities? How can you see the rainbow without going through wind and rain? It is through these trials that we can appreciate the joy of life. We should know how to love life, value the training of life, experience friendship and responsibility, learn to cherish ourselves, and realize the meaning and value of life. The ancients still knew that "having a beard and growing hair" was called "given by parents". How can we contemporary young people not cherish their own lives? Respecting life is the most basic responsibility of a life; respecting life is a life's responsibility to others. Mother's respect.

The author’s simple words should become a famous saying: All the sufferings of a son are doubled from the mother. ?This immediately reminded people of the scene in Zhu Ziqing's prose of his father going to buy oranges. It also reminded me of my mother wearing flower glasses and sitting under the lamp knitting sweaters for me and tucking me in late at night. We should understand family affection. . He ended his life and escaped the pain, but transferred the pain to his mother. Is it true that our mothers were born to bear our suffering? Do you really bear the thought that your mother is destined to become the most painful mother in the world? Are you really willing to let your mother cry alone in the dead of night? Mother She loves us deeply and devotes her life silently to her children. She has done so much for us children, and what can we do for our mother? Even if we are not living for ourselves, we are still living. To love our mother and repay our mother, we must live, otherwise it will break her heart.

Reading Notes 2 of "The Temple of Earth and Me"

I have made a small decision in the past few days and am ready to give up the plan I made when I bought a kindle a year ago - to read 100 books in one year This book, instead, is a review of some previously read books. The reason is very simple. I find that I am walking too fast. Many times I do not stop at the right time to organize myself, but continue to move forward. Over time, this leads to a very frustrating and even terrifying result: I just Reading books and swallowing jujubes cannot be called reading at all. Just like what people often say when reading, in order to find yourself in the world in the book, I think many times I just passed by myself and did not seize the opportunity to say hello with a smile and communicate with him for a while, which is a pity. of. In fact, a friend of mine gave me advice a year ago. When I was showing off to her in a subtle way my reading progress, she told me that the purpose of reading is not how many books I have read. In the field of reading, Quantitative changes do not necessarily bring about qualitative changes. It's a pity that it went in the left ear and came out more in the right ear at that time, but I suddenly realized it now. Later, when I thought about it, I realized that blind sprinting is something that is difficult to avoid in the process of learning to read. Moreover, this kind of benign misdirection is not necessarily a waste. It may give us far more than we imagine. It's a bit like the mobile Internet era. Making mistakes is not terrible. Running quickly in small steps and iterating quickly is the last word. I think this eight-character proverb can also be used in reading and learning.

Mistakes cannot be avoided. Don't be afraid of them, avoid them, or run away from them, but face them, embrace them, and get over them.

I know very little about Shi Tiesheng, which is embarrassing to say. I only know that he was an unlucky writer who lost his legs at a young age. Although his book "The Temple of Earth and Me" is famous, it has never caught my attention. The first time I had the desire to read Shi Tiesheng's book was when I saw Cheng Hao talking about him in "Standing on the Edge of Two Worlds". He said that if he couldn't think about it, he would read "The Temple of Earth and Me", which is not clear. How many times have I read it, probably a hundred times. I was stunned when I saw that paragraph. What kind of book can readers read a hundred times? I think there must be a part of Cheng Hao that looks very much like Shi Tiesheng. Perhaps it is based on Shi Tiesheng’s thoughts and life trajectory. The basic molecules would be more appropriate. Otherwise, how could Cheng Hao find himself and understand himself again and again in "The Temple of Earth and Me"? Shi Tiesheng's fate, Huron is fair! I wonder what it brought to Cheng Hao. How many lifetimes of hope did it take for him to express his sincere emotion: someone must bear the responsibility for misfortune and luck. ?Child, this is nothing else, this is your sin and your blessing?.

In the days when Shi Tiesheng was most devastated, he came to the habitat that God had painstakingly arranged for him, an abandoned "ancient garden" and a desolate altar of earth. The first time he entered the Temple of Earth in a wheelchair, he understood that this was a place where he could escape all pain and anger, a harbor where he could sit in silence and think. Here he can forget all the misfortunes of his most arrogant age, push away the noise in his ears, and peek into his soul. It is it that accompanies him in his youth, a desolate and unfading earth altar. When the quiet sunshine was shining brightly on every pothole on the road, Shi Tiesheng was reading a book by the decaying wall. When Jean Valjean and Cosette, who envied others, were walking along the altar of earth, Shi Tiesheng was beside the grass. writing. When the rising sun rises on the other side and the setting sun here puts away its desolate remaining light, Tiesheng is here concentrating on thinking. It was in this remote garden that Shi Tiesheng wrote down his thoughts on life and his understanding of life and death. He used his pen to carve out a path for himself, a path that no one before had ever had to explore on his own, a path of salvation that belonged only to himself. Not to mention the depth of his life, just the fact that he was able to continuously acquire new knowledge and generate new insights in an environment like the Temple of Earth that has not changed much is enough to make me feel ashamed. I think that I sometimes attribute my narrow thinking to not having enough channels to understand the world. This is really stupid behavior! Look at what is in front of Shi Tiesheng, the black cypress tree standing there, the stone steps paved with Folded newspapers, wild and open weeds...but the source of his thoughts has never been exhausted. He asked himself: Why do the life materials suitable for novels come to you, a cripple? Everyone in the world is in danger of running out of inspiration. , why can you write one piece after another?, he answered: ?Because the real name of human beings is desire? Because I want to live, I keep writing, and because I need to write, I keep thinking, pondering, paying attention, and chewing. I asked myself: Do you want to live? Do you want to live? How to survive? I don’t know. The reason for not thinking like this is clear at a glance, because there is a lack of a bridge connecting thinking and desire. It is not a lack of access to the world, which has nothing to do with this bridge. This bridge is abstract, untouchable, and no one can understand it except you. Just like a student ID card, it is only valid if and only if the copy that belongs to you is held by you. When you step on this bridge, you will see the intoxicating beauty, and you will experience all the unique feelings and implications contained in the scenery along the way, and you will be fascinated by it and be intoxicated. You own a dilapidated bicycle, a luxurious and comfortable car, or you may just be walking. It doesn't matter because you don't feel tired. This is a very magical thing, as if you have a steady stream of power. A constant infusion of energy into your body to counteract the energy needed to move forward. ?The sun in front is burning and climbing to the top of the mountain to spread the fierce morning light?... I want to set foot on this mysterious bridge as soon as possible.

Shi Tiesheng's description of his mother in the second chapter of "The Temple of Earth and Me" made people cry. He wrote: "My temper was extremely bad at that time. I often left home and went to the Temple of Earth like crazy. After returning from the garden, I said nothing as if I was possessed by a demon. My mother knew that there were some things that she should not ask, so she hesitated. Yu wanted to ask but in the end she didn't dare to ask, because she didn't have the answer in her heart. Every time I was about to leave, she silently helped me prepare, helped me get into the wheelchair, and watched me roll to the small courtyard. When Shi Tiesheng suddenly returned due to something, he saw his mother still standing there blankly, still in the same posture as she had sent him away. It took a long time for him to react and said to his child who was tortured by misfortune: "Go out and do some exercise. Watch." Reading a book is also good. ?This is mother, silent companionship, unreserved dedication, as long as the child is well. Shi Tiesheng only understood the hardship and greatness of his mother after her sudden death. He regretted his mother's stubbornness when she came to look for him at dusk but never saw him. Now he understands clearly but has no chance again. ?I sat up, feeling in a trance. When the ancient altar was filled with darkness and the moonlight gradually emerged, I realized that my mother would never come back to me again? As the years went by, his mother's imprint on his heart became more and more profound. One day when he was at the Temple of Earth, he suddenly realized: "In this Temple of Earth, there are not only my ruts, but also my mother's anxious footprints in the place where my ruts are."

?Every time I see her, I can't help but shed tears in my eyes. I think of my mother's greetings to me every time I talk on the phone, and the sumptuous dinner my mother prepares every time I go home. There is nothing in this world that can compare with maternal love. This kind of greatness is unique. From a child crying for food to an adult, she is always worried about her children and gives her all. However, many times, as Shi Tiesheng said, because of our stubbornness and shyness, we turn a blind eye to our mother's care, or even retaliate with bad words. This is simply an act of the devil. Why do you want to keep your mother away from you? Maybe it’s because it comes too easily and you don’t know how to cherish it. Most people turn a blind eye to what they have. For example, I always deliberately ignore what I have now and focus on distant places. It's just stupid and ridiculous when you think about it. I want to say to myself, child, throw those crumbs out of the sky, grab what is truly worth caring about, don’t be blocked by shyness and timidity, and cherish this most beautiful emotion.

Reading notes three of "The Temple of Earth and Me"

"The Temple of Earth and Me" is an essay written by Shi Tiesheng in 1990. He said, I mentioned it in several novels Passing through an abandoned ancient garden, it is actually the Temple of Earth. Many years ago, before tourism was developed, the garden was as desolate as a wilderness and was rarely remembered.

Since I accidentally entered this garden that afternoon, I have never left it for a long time. I immediately understood its intent. As I said in a novel: "In a densely populated city, having such a peaceful place is like God's painstaking arrangement." ?

In the first few years after my legs were disabled, I couldn’t find a job or a way out. Suddenly I could hardly find anything, so I rolled my wheelchair and always went to it. Just because there is another world where you can escape from one world.

When he was 20 years old, he got seriously ill because of queue jumping, which resulted in paralysis of both legs. After returning to Beijing, he often rolled his wheelchair to the Temple of Di, the place closest to his home, where he would quietly think about life and life. Dead question. He said,

After thinking this way for several years, finally things became clear: when a person is born, it is no longer a question that can be debated, but just a fact handed over to him by God; When God gave us this fact, he had already guaranteed its outcome. Therefore, death is something that does not need to be rushed. Death is a festival that will inevitably come. After thinking about it this way, I felt much more at ease, and everything in front of me was no longer so scary. ?

What remains is the question of how to live. This is not something that can be completely thought out in one moment, nor can it be solved at once. I am afraid that I will have to think about it as long as I live. , like a devil or lover who will accompany you throughout your life. Therefore, after fifteen years, I still always go to that ancient garden, under its old trees or by the grass or by its decaying walls, to sit silently, to think, to push away the noise in my ears and sort out the chaos. Thoughts, to peek into your own soul. In the past fifteen years, the shape of this ancient garden has been arbitrarily carved by people who cannot understand it. Fortunately, there are some things that no one can change. For example, the setting sun in the stone door of the altar, the moment when the silent brilliance spreads, every bump on the ground is reflected brilliantly; for example, during the most lonely time in the garden, a group of swifts come out and sing loudly, making the world desolate; for example, in winter The footprints of children on the snow always make people wonder who they are, where they have done what they have done, and where they have gone. For example, those dark ancient cypresses stand there calmly when you are depressed. When they are happy, they still stand there calmly. They stand there day and night, from the time you were not born until you are no longer in this world; for example, a heavy rain falls in the garden, stirring up bursts of scorching heat. The strong and pure smell of grass and earth reminds people of countless summer events; for example, the sudden arrival of the autumn wind, another early frost, fallen leaves, swaying, singing and dancing, or lying calmly, and the ironing and slightly bitter smell spread throughout the garden. smell. The taste is the most difficult to explain. You can’t describe the taste, you can only smell it. You have to smell it in person to understand it. Smells are even difficult to remember. Only when you smell it again can you remember its full emotion and meaning. So I often go to the garden.

Then, he wrote, now I think about what kind of problem I once caused my mother by always running to the altar of earth alone.