I'm looking forward to the hope of all living beings who have a hard life, so that bad karma people can have a little light in their lives. But the novel came to an abrupt end, leaving only me, who had been deeply brought into this small town, and asked, "What is life for, to have such a bleak night?" .....
Biography of Hulan River is the masterpiece of Xiao Hong, a famous modern female writer in China. When it comes to Xiao Hong, as she expected before her death, people pay more attention to her emotional experience than to her works. However, as long as you have a chance to read her words, you will feel how unique the brushwork and talent of a talented woman who has suffered a lot and died young. Her works are far more intriguing than her experiences.
Biography of Hulan River tells all kinds of stories about Hulan River, a small town where Xiao Hong lived as a child, with both local features and warm and cold human feelings. The writer uses a child's perspective to explain the things in a small town.
There are no flowery words in the book, but the life of ordinary people in that era is vividly outlined in plain words. In the continuous in-depth reading, I always feel that the author is staring at the world that she loves and hates with her childlike eyes. Although childlike, there is also a sense of compassion, which reveals that the paper overflows into the air and surrounds the readers.
Throughout Xiao Hong's life, the happiest time is his childhood accompanied by his grandfather, and this most precious memory is presented in this novel. Although there is only one chapter devoted to having a happy time with my grandfather, this chapter makes the tone of the whole work bleak and has some relaxation and warmth.
Xiao Hong and her grandfather's paradise is the backyard of their home. When the weather is warm, father and grandson have a lot of fun here.
Grandfather sowed the seeds of Chinese cabbage, and Xiao Hong stepped on the sowed soil nest with his foot behind him, saying it was flat, but sometimes he kicked all the rapeseed away. When her grandfather shoveled the ground, Xiao Hong couldn't carry the hoe, so she held up the "head" of a hoe to help, saying it was weeding, but often she cut off the vegetables. Grandfather squatted on the ground to pull grass, and Xiao Hong put the straw hat on his head full of roses. Grandfather didn't know, but said that the roses at home were fragrant and could be smelled for two miles. I didn't know that the flowers were on my head until I took off my hat at home, which made the whole family laugh.
After her grandmother died, Xiao Hong slept with her grandfather and studied poetry with him. Xiao Hong's favorite poem is: "Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky." Because she thinks yellow pears are delicious. Later, her grandfather told her a poem, which made her understand that "oriole" was not a pear, so she didn't like it so much ...
Such a free, colorful and interesting childhood, I'm afraid readers of any era can't help admiring it.
Xiao Hong is a girl, so she is naturally ignored in the age of son preference. Because her mother died young and her father was violent, almost all the warmth she felt came from her grandfather. Fortunately, grandfather's love is deep enough, so that Xiao Hong can not only let the child's nature fool around without being scolded and beaten, but also use this beauty to comfort herself who is seriously ill through writing. It would be very gratifying if grandpa knew something underground. Moreover, her grandfather gave Xiao Hong a chance to get in touch with China's classical literature very early, which laid a necessary foundation for her future literary creation. Therefore, grandfather is not only a bright color of Xiao Hong's childhood life, but also her earliest literary enlightenment tutor.
Although the * * * time spent by her father and grandson brightened Xiao Hong's childhood, this bright color was finally set off by a bleak background.
Xiao Hong's Hulan town, like thousands of towns in Qian Qian, China at that time, was inhabited by millions of people who resigned themselves to fate from generation to generation.
The saddest thing is the reunion daughter-in-law, who came to her husband's house at the age of 12. A minor child is often beaten and scolded for no reason. Mother-in-law takes her as a punching bag and takes it for granted-even if she is hung up and beaten and branded with a soldering iron, it is also to educate her well, so as to save her from clamoring for going home as soon as she is beaten, and the married person does not take charge of her husband's family, which is still great! ?
When the daughter-in-law who had been reunited got sick, she began to ask someone to jump the rope to exorcise the evil spirits. Not only did her husband's family never dare to beat and scold again, but she also spent more than 5, yuan to treat her with various remedies until she was pushed to the death gate. Finally, she took three baths with boiling water and burned a girl alive!
People from far and near have never heard of it. Those who jump the rope and take a bath are afraid of missing the opportunity of learning. They all come to see it. Only when the reunion daughter-in-law fainted, did they show a little compassion to help. However, as long as she wakes up, it's time to watch and learn.
when the reunion daughter-in-law died, her mother-in-law cried. It's just that this tear is not a pity for the child, nor is it guilty, but it hurts the five thousand dollars. Everyone who went to help with the white work was happy to come back, saying that the food was delicious. Before long, the reunion daughter-in-law was forgotten.
an innocent child was tortured to death for no reason, but there was no one to reflect and pity. Because people here have lived like this for generations, and their daughters-in-law are all beaten. Who hasn't been beaten by her mother-in-law? ! You don't know it when you spend money wrongly, and ignorance covers the eyes of the world. Don't you have to invite a great god when you are sick? !
As for the bystanders, it's never too big. If someone dies, it's fate. There's nothing to regret. No one is surprised when people die. Aren't people all dead sooner or later? !
Seeing this, my back is really cold. People are so numb and ignorant that they are like walking dead! Why are these people so indifferent to others?
more than that? !
Don't be indifferent to others. People in Hulan River are resigned to their own difficulties.
Let's say the powder house in the yard. Obviously, the house is in ruins, but it will creak and rattle when it is hit by wind and rain, and it will soon collapse. But the people who live in it never thought of repairing it. In the author's words, "the people who live in this house are not wary of the fact that the house is going to fall down, as if they have a kinship and are very trustworthy."
Let's talk about the big mud pit on Dongerdao Street. I don't know how many chickens, pigs, cats and dogs are drowned every year, and there are often accidents in which carriages and pedestrians get stuck. After the weather turned hot, it began to rain, and here were swarms of mosquitoes and flies, which were messy. But every year, people have the strength to rescue the overturned old horse, and have the strength to climb over the wall. Moreover, people in the past still used to watch the jokes of people walking by in fear, but no one took the trouble to fill the pit. Every time the weather changes, people talk about the big pit. At one time, the water rises again, and at another time, the water falls again. Life is so flat and boring that we have to stir it with these things around us to give birth to some vitality.
So the people of Hulan River are really a group of sleeping people, blind people. They all give in to the difficulties of life, because the sleeping people have no active consciousness, because the blind people can't see the truth.
I believe everyone will read the short story Medicine by Mr. Lu Xun. If you look at Xiao Hong's novel again, you will have a deeper understanding of why a pioneer who struggles for the turnaround of the working people can't get the understanding and respect of the working people: how can a group of people who are indifferent to their own lives care about the lives of animals and pity the lives of others? For such a person, the label revolutionary martyr is meaningless, just a stranger. Even the deaths of neighbors can be quickly forgotten. What's wrong with a stranger's bloody steamed bread?
such a group of people are alive, but their souls never wake up. Sadly, this is the epitome of the ignorant people in China in the old days. As the author said: "All the past is forgotten, and they don't actively hope for the future. They just live in the rations prepared by their ancestors day by day."
It is often said that "suffering is a wealth of life", but suffering can't wake the sleeping soul. If you want to turn suffering into wealth, you need a keen heart, a strong will, and courage and wisdom.
Although the sleeping majority once made China's fate precarious. Fortunately, there are still so many sober people, who have devoted themselves to the awakening of China. Among them, there are patriotic generals who defend their dignity with their flesh and blood, and writers who save the souls of Chinese people with their ideological essence. Mr. Lu Xun was the first to bear the brunt. He abandoned medicine and joined literature to heal people's minds.
Xiao Hong, as an author favored by Mr. Lu Xun at that time, was also making the same efforts. Among many literary works that awaken the people in China, this novel by Xiao Hong is undoubtedly a deeply felt one.
the charm of excellent works lies in that they can cross the long river of time and enlighten readers of different times. Don't think that you have a sensitive, lively and interesting soul just because the closed age has passed. Every day at two o'clock and one line, the busy life from nine to five is as likely to put your mind to sleep.
You've been looking at your mobile phone and working hard at the computer day after day. How long has it been since you paid attention to the scenery outside the window? How long has it been since you exercised yourself? How long has it been since you cared about your parents? How long have you stopped caring about your inner dreams?
In the days when food and clothing are not worrying, we should pay more attention to emotional communication and spiritual nourishment. Don't be carried away by the wheel of the times. The afternoon sunshine has penetrated into the window. It's time to wake up, it's time to change, it's time to bloom ...