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Thoughts on Reading Andrew West's Tales of the World
The other day, I forgot which magazine I read an article entitled "Stories on Earth". The impression at that time was really deep and I couldn't put it down. I remember that I also drew many wonderful places with strokes. However, I can't remember what magazine this article was published in these days, let alone who the author is. Recently, I browsed the third issue of Mangyuan in 2000, with a caring person written by Mr. Liu Jiming on it. After reading the content, I realized that the author of The Story on Earth I read was Andrew West.

Andrew West's Tales on Earth is so beautiful. Reminds me of many memories of childhood and adolescence, and makes me more convinced of who I am. Before reading this article, I strongly felt that I was the product of China's agricultural natural civilization. I hated the squeeze of many modern civilizations, but I just couldn't figure out what kind of person I was. After reading Andrew West's works, I found myself.

Andrew West's observation and experience of natural things on earth are meticulous, which is why his articles are so vivid. Wei 'an loves every tiny and insignificant thing on the earth. As Liu Jiming said, "From an ant, a snowflake to a breeze", he described it in great detail. And they are all expressed as "so vivid, so passionate, so full of human light."

Wei 'an is like an inexperienced child, living in a world completely isolated from our noisy and restless times. That world maintains all the unpolluted virtues of agricultural civilization: purity, nature and tranquility. Even the air is transparent. When the wind blows across the flat fields, you can see its beautiful shape. Weian usually likes ordinary and weak things. When describing them, the pen is always filled with all kinds of tenderness, and he is good at discovering beauty and some tough power from them. For example, he once observed an ant on a mountain road:' Holding an aphid corpse several times larger than it, he was walking home happily. It doesn't seem to need much effort, and it never puts down its prey to rest. He didn't run away in panic when I robbed him rudely on the way. He looked around for prey, and his two tentacles kept exploring. It let go of clods, stones and rubble, and when it met aphids, it picked it up as if nothing had happened, and continued to complete its solemn mission' ... "

Andrew West described the sparrow in this way: "The sparrow squatted on the branch and chirped, like a child riding on his father's shoulder, screaming loudly. This voice contains dependence, trust, happiness and security. Sparrows in the tree are like children on the ground, and their jumping is the running of children. The desire of trees to stretch is to send one side to the birds "; Two sparrows crouched in the bright sunshine, looking well fed and clothed. They squinted and turned away without scruple. They sometimes crow a few times, and their voices are simple and kind. They are plump, fluffy, and their heads are tucked into thick necks, just like coachmen wearing sheepskin jackets in winter. Andrew West even found that "sparrows have different calls before sunrise and after sunrise. Before sunrise, their cries were' birds, birds, birds', and after sunrise, their cries were' Zha, Zha, Zha' ... "

People can't go back to their childhood, and they have no conditions to live in the countryside again. Although city life is boring, they have to put up with it. I can no longer observe and enjoy nature as described by Andrew West, even reading his description of natural objects on the earth will give me great comfort.

It is raining outside. I didn't think about anything, just squinting and enjoying the rain outside the window. ...