The "Random Thoughts" written by Ba Jin after the "Republic of China" is simple in content, sincere in emotion, and full of the author's confession and introspection. Therefore, Ba Jin is hailed as the "conscience of Chinese literature in the twentieth century." I have compiled some good words, sentences and paragraphs from Ba Jin’s prose for you. I hope you like it.

Good words in Ba Jin’s prose:

Don’t be ashamed to ask questions, don’t take it for granted, spring flowers and autumn fruits, want to cover up, people and instruments will perish, throw rats and mice into a weapon,

Sheep will die on the wrong road, golden wind and jade dew, falling flowers and flowing water, The spring breeze turns into rain, the heart is like a knife, and the money must be weighed,

A leaf blinds the eyes, the origin is unknown, worthy of the name, the mainstay, walking around the beam for three days, walking as a carriage,

Unruly, seamless, self-contradictory, and clever calculation , A drop in the ocean, charging into battle,

Dragon and tiger, concise and concise, narrow escape, iron tree blooming, finishing touch, rain or shine

Ba Jin's prose has good sentences and paragraphs:

1) On the ship There was only a slight snore, and the small square lamp hanging in the canopy suddenly went out. I sat up, opened the small window next to me, and saw a ray of gray-white light.

2) I don’t know what time it is or where the boat is parked. I seemed to be still in a dream, and the nightmare weighed heavily on my head. A piece of red is in front of my eyes. I stretched my head out of the window, and outside the window lay a river of light blue water quietly, with ink-painted mountain shadows rising in the distance.

3) I stared at the water blankly. My head was in the water. At first it was a dark shadow, then a bright red covered it. I wiped my eyes, my head reflected darkly in the water.

4) There is no light, everything seems to be asleep. The sky seemed very low. Some stars are particularly bright. The water flowed gently under the boat. I stretched out a hand into the water. The water was quite cold.

5) I looked around here for a long time. At these times, the scenery in front of me seemed not to have moved at all; only the air gradually became cooler, and only an occasional red light lit up. But when I focused my eyes to capture the red light, I only saw a bunch of sleeping mountain shadows. .

6) I stretched my head back into the cabin. The cabin was dark, and waves of human breath rushed into my nostrils. The smell was like a hand scratching my chest. I breathed out the window and closed the small window. Suddenly the friend next to me spoke loudly: Look, there is such a big fire! I looked at that friend in surprise, I couldn't see anything. My friend was still asleep. He had moved a little bit and seemed to be turning over, but there was no sound at this time.

7) The cabin is a dark world, without light or fire. But why did my friend also shout "Watch the fire"? Did he also have the same dream as me? I wanted to wake him up and ask him to understand, so I pushed his arm.

8) He just snorted and turned over to sleep on the other side. The friend sleeping next to him kept snoring. The snoring was not high or urgent, as if he was sleeping well.

9) I felt uncomfortable in my eyes, and my eyelids seemed to have become heavier. It was a bit difficult to keep my eyes open, so I fell towards the deck and planned to close my eyes and fall asleep. I just closed my eyes when I suddenly heard my friend shout one word? Fire?! I was surprised again and held my breath before listening. His mouth was closed again.

10) I moved my head on the pillow to look around the cabin, and my eyes gradually became familiar with the darkness. I saw a few shadows and distinguished the colors of the bedding and thread rugs. The basket hanging at the stern of the boat swayed slightly with the hull of the boat in mid-air, as if a man in white was spying there. The cabin was very stuffy.

11) The snoring gradually increased and was covered by the boat canopy, unable to escape. It seemed that they were all piled up in the cabin, filling the entire cabin. They pressed down on me with an unpleasant smell, making me suffocate. I couldn't close my eyes or quiet my mind. I'm going to struggle. I started to turn over, turning from side to side. It's no use.

I felt even more embarrassingly suffocated.

12) Then the same voice sounded in my ears again? Fire?! My eyes lit up with a red light again. The friend was sleeping deeply and did not open his mouth. This is my own voice. The fire in my dream is still chasing me. I can't stand it. I immediately pushed away the quilt and fled outside the cabin.

13) There was a man sleeping outside the cabin. He seemed to be in a peaceful sleep, and my footsteps did not break his dream. The boat floats on the calm water, which is green and white and shimmers. It is surrounded by light ink-colored mountains, protecting the river and two or three sleeping wooden boats like a screen.

14) I stood against the hatch. The river water touched the bottom of the boat and kept whispering. Bursts of wind blew by, and the canopy of the boat screamed softly. I feel like I can breathe easier. But following the snoring, another word "fire" came out from the cabin.

15) I shuddered, this was my own voice again, the fire in my dream?!

16) It has been chasing me for four years. Years have passed!

17) On the day Shanghai fell four years ago, I once looked across the river at the scene of fire on the other side. I felt like I was looking at the burning city of Rome. Houses were reduced to ashes, lives were destroyed and the land was ravaged. A sea of ??fire boiled before my eyes. I had never seen such a big fire. The fire destroyed everything: life, hard work, wealth and hope.

18) But this is not irrelevant to me. The burning land is the place where I live; the people who suffer are my compatriots and my brothers; the ones that are destroyed are my hopes and my ideals. The ideals of this nation are being tortured.

19) I looked at the red light in the sky, and I felt like there was a knife cutting my heart. I thought of the famous saying of a Western philosopher: "A few minutes like this will arouse ten years of hatred." A lifetime of revenge. ?

　20) I gritted my teeth and swore in my heart: One day we must return to this place with our heads held high. We will create a beautiful garden on the fire ground. When I left the river bank, I was swallowing tears. I seemed to see a phoenix reborn in the fire.