Luotuo Xiangzi Lao Shezhu

The main character and character of Luotuo Xiangzi

Xiangzi - Xiangzi comes from the countryside. He is honest, strong and persevering, just like a camel. He has a strong self-esteem, endures hardships and stands hard work, and relies on his own strength to earn a living. But in the end, after experiencing three ups and downs, Xiangzi had lost confidence in life. He has become a numb, down-and-out, cunning, advantage-loving, food-drinking, whoring-gambling, self-destructive walking zombie. A first-class coachman who was once so strong, finally failed to survive his tragic fate. Xiangzi is the epitome of the poor working people in the old society. He reflects the hardship and helplessness of the working people in the old society.

Huniu - a fierce and scheming middle-aged woman with a masculine personality who is very good at taking care of things and managing people and the car factory in an orderly manner.

Liu Siye, a figure in the old society, reformed and opened a car factory. He is an upright man with a strong personality and never wants to lose face in the field. Mr. Cao - an ordinary teacher who loves traditional art. Because he believes in socialism, he is kind to others and is considered a "sage" by Xiangzi.

Gao Ma - a kind-hearted and strong-willed old lady, He is willing to help others, has experienced misfortune, and learned how to live at the bottom of the old society. He has his own ideas and often enlightens Xiangzi. He is a person that Xiangzi admires very much.

Little Ma'er's grandfather - a coachman who wanted to be strong all his life, but in the end couldn't even save his own grandson.

Xiao Fuzi - a kind, sad character, the person Xiangzi likes, but what is left to us is only deep sympathy and infinite thinking.

Er Hadron - a self-defeating coachman.

Character and Plot

Xiangzi’s hands were shaking even more violently. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull it to a secluded place, look at your car carefully, and try to shine your face on the paint board! The more I look at it, the cuter it becomes, and even the things that don’t quite meet my ideals can be forgiven, because it’s already my own car. It seemed that he could take a break from looking at the car for the time being. He sat on the new footrest of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. He suddenly remembered that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. Since coming to the city, he has not celebrated a birthday. Well, I bought a new car today. Even if it’s my birthday, it’s easy to remember that what’s yours belongs to the car, and since the car is your own hard work, there’s no reason why you can’t count people and cars together.

How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first transaction must be with a well-dressed person, definitely not a woman. It’s best to pull up to the front door, followed by Dongan Market. When he arrived, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot biscuits stuffed with fried mutton or something like that. After eating, if there is a good deal, I will buy one or two more; if there is not, I will collect the car; it is my birthday!

Since he got this car, his life has become more and more exciting. Whether it's a monthly contract or a free contract, he doesn't have to worry about his "car share" every day. How much money he gets is all his own. When you feel comfortable in your heart, you will be more kind to others, and your business will go more smoothly. After working for half a year, his hope became even greater: if he continues like this, if he works for two years, or at most two years, he will be able to buy another car, one, two... and he can also drive a factory!

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Excerpt:

Xiangzi’s hands trembled even more. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull it to a secluded place, look at your car carefully, and try to shine your face on the paint board! The more I look at it, the cuter it becomes, and even the things that don’t quite meet my ideals can be forgiven, because it’s already my own car. It seemed that he could take a break from looking at the car for the time being. He sat on the new footrest of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. He suddenly remembered that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. Since coming to the city, he has not celebrated a birthday. Well, I bought a new car today. Even if it’s my birthday, it’s easy to remember that what’s yours belongs to the car, and since the car is your own hard work, there’s no reason why you can’t count people and cars together.

How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first transaction must be with a well-dressed person, definitely not a woman. It’s best to pull up to the front door, followed by Dongan Market. When he arrived, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot biscuits stuffed with fried mutton or something like that. After eating, if there is a good deal, I will buy one or two more; if there is not, I will collect the car; it is my birthday!

Since he got this car, his life has become more and more exciting. Whether it's a monthly contract or a free contract, he doesn't have to worry about his "car share" every day. How much money he gets is all his own. When you feel comfortable in your heart, you will be more kind to others, and your business will go more smoothly. After working for half a year, his hope became even greater: if he continues like this, if he works for two years, or at most two years, he will be able to buy another car, one, two... and he can also drive a factory!

Appreciation:

Xiangzi sacrificed a lot in order to "buy a car". It took him three years to buy it. Of course, he was very excited. From his words, actions, and thoughts You can see his mood all over the place. As for "the day Xiangzi bought the car was also his birthday", although this is just a coincidence, it shows that God is secretly helping Xiangzi. After reading this passage, everyone will be happy for Xiangzi's success and celebrate him.

This is the charm of the language of Lao She, the "people's artist"

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Xiangzi's hands trembled even more. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull it to a secluded place, look at your car carefully, and try to shine your face on the paint board! The more I look at it, the cuter it becomes, and even the things that don’t quite meet my ideals can be forgiven, because it’s already my own car. It seemed that he could take a break from looking at the car for the time being. He sat on the new footrest of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. He suddenly remembered that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. Since coming to the city, he has not celebrated a birthday. Well, I bought a new car today. Even if it’s my birthday, it’s easy to remember that what’s yours belongs to the car, and since the car is your own hard work, there’s no reason why you can’t count people and cars together. How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first transaction must be with a well-dressed person, definitely not a woman. It is best to pull to the front door, followed by Dongan Market. When he arrived, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot biscuits stuffed with fried mutton or something like that. After eating, if there is a good deal, I will buy one or two more; if there is not, I will collect the car; it is my birthday! Since he got this car, his life has become more and more exciting. Whether it's a monthly contract or a free contract, he doesn't have to worry about his "car share" every day. How much money he gets is all his own. When you feel comfortable in your heart, you will be more kind to others, and your business will go more smoothly. After working for half a year, his hope became even greater: if he continues like this, if he works for two years, or at most two years, he will be able to buy another car, one, two... and he can also drive a factory! Appreciation: Xiangzi sacrificed a lot in order to "buy a car". It took him three years to buy it. Of course he was very excited. His mood can be seen in his words, actions and thoughts. As for "the day Xiangzi bought the car was also his birthday", although this is just a coincidence, it shows that God is secretly helping Xiangzi. After reading this passage, everyone will be happy for Xiangzi's success and celebrate him. This is the charm of the language of Lao She, the "people's artist"

His stature and muscles have developed in advance of his years; in his twenties, he is already very big and tall, although his limbs have not yet been The years have shaped him into a certain pattern, but he already looks like an adult - an adult with an innocent and naughty look on his face and body. Looking at the high-class coachman, he planned how to cut into his waist (Note: ① [shoot into the waist] to make the waist thinner.), so as to show off his iron fan-like chest and straight lines. Hard back; turn your head to look at your shoulders, how wide and majestic you are! Cut off your waist, then put on white trousers with fat legs, and tie the trousers with chicken intestine belts, revealing those "outstanding" big feet !Yes, he can undoubtedly become the best coachman; he laughed to himself like a fool.

He has no appearance, what makes him cute is the spirit in his face. His head is not very big, with round eyes, a fleshy nose, two very short and thick eyebrows, and his head is always shaved brightly. There is no extra flesh on the cheeks, and the neck is almost as thick as one side of the head (Note: ② [one side] is the same.); the face is always flushed, and what is particularly bright is the large patch between the cheekbone and the right ear. The scar - when I was sleeping under a tree when I was a child, I was bitten by a donkey. He didn't pay much attention to his appearance. He loved his face as much as he loved his body, both of which were so strong and hard; he seemed to count his face among his limbs, as long as they were hard and hard. Yes, after arriving in the city, he could still stand upside down for a long time with his head down. Standing like this, he felt that he was like a tree, with no part up and down that was not straight.

He is indeed a bit like a tree, strong, silent, and alive. He has his own plans and some ideas, but he doesn't feel comfortable telling others about them. Among foreign rickshaw pullers, personal grievances and difficulties are the public talk. At the "rickshaw gate", in small teahouses, and in large courtyards, everyone reports, describes or makes noises about their own affairs, and then these things become everyone's property. Like a folk song spread from one place to another. Xiangzi was from the country, and his eloquence was not as fluent as those from the city. If eloquence was a natural talent, he was born not to talk much, and he had no desire to imitate the sharp-tongued people in the city. He knows his stuff and doesn't like to discuss it with others. Because his mouth is always idle, he has time to think, and his eyes seem to be looking into his own heart. As long as he makes up his mind, he will follow the path opened in his heart; if it doesn't work, he can stay silent for a day or two, gritting his teeth as if biting his own heart!

He decided to pull the cart and went to pull the cart. After renting a broken car, he practiced his legs first. I didn’t get any money on the first day. Business was good the next day, but after lying down for two days, his ankles were swollen like two gourds and he could no longer lift them up. He endured the pain no matter what. He knew that this was inevitable and that this was a hurdle that he had to go through when pulling a cart. Unless he passed this level, he could not run boldly.

After his feet healed, he dared to run. This made him very happy, because there was nothing else to be afraid of: he was very familiar with the place names, and it didn't matter even if he sometimes took a detour. Fortunately, he had plenty of strength. The method of pulling a cart is not too difficult to understand based on his experience of pushing, pulling, carrying, and picking. Besides, he has his own ideas: pay more attention and compete less, and probably nothing will go wrong. As for bargaining for seats, he is too slow-talking and aggressive to get past those old guys. Knowing this shortcoming, he simply didn't go to the "car entrance"; he put it wherever there was no car.

In this secluded place, he could negotiate the price calmly, and sometimes he would not ask for the price. He would just say: "Sit on it and wait and see!" His look was so honest, his face so simple and cute, people seemed to have no choice but to Trust him, don't dare to think that this stupid big man can knock people. Even if people are suspicious, they can only suspect that he is a country boy who has recently come to the city. He probably doesn't know the way, so he can't tell the price. Even when people ask, "Do you know him?" he pretends to be stupid or smiles in a playful way, leaving people wondering what to do.

Within two or three weeks, he slipped his leg out. He knows his running style looks good. Running style is evidence of the driver's ability and qualifications. The one with his legs splayed on the ground like a pair of cattail fans was undoubtedly a newcomer who had just come from the countryside. The ones with their heads bowed very deep, their feet scraping the ground, running and walking at about the same speed, but showing signs of running, were those over fifty years old. Those who are full of experience but have little strength have another method; they draw their chests inward and have a deep degree; they lift their legs very high; they poke their heads as they walk. In this way, they appear to be running very hard, but in fact they are running very hard. They are no faster than others; they rely on their "style" to maintain their dignity. Of course Xiangzi would never adopt these postures. His legs are long and his stride is long, and his waist is very stable. He runs without making much noise. He stretches and contracts a little with every step, and the handlebars don't move, making the seat feel safe and comfortable. When he said stop, no matter how fast he was running, he would rub his big feet lightly on the ground and then he would stop; his strength seemed to be able to reach every part of the car. His back was slightly bent and his hands were loosely clasped around the handlebars. He moved neatly and accurately; he ran very fast without any hint of haste, fast and without danger. Even in a chartered car, it must be considered very expensive.

Feelings:

Xiangzi is a rickshaw puller in old Beijing. With a fighting heart, he began his "demon" destiny as a coachman. His original dream was to use his own efforts in exchange for a foreign car of his own. He firmly believes that with his strong body and broad chest, he will be able to embrace a happy tomorrow. So he moved forward desperately, as if all difficulties were insignificant in his eyes. He would not fall. Even if he accidentally dropped a rubber, he would not stop. He believed that the effort was worth it.

Perhaps fate is deliberately playing tricks on Xiangzi. After all the hard work, he finally got the foreign car he had longed for. He was delighted, and with this enthusiasm, he seemed to work harder, but later his car was impounded by soldiers, but he did not lose heart and relied on his own efforts to buy another foreign car. But fate was twisting his mind. The little savings he had saved for living were once again robbed. This tragedy happened three times. Xiangzi became depressed, confused, and depressed. The previous hard work faded away, and he no longer Struggling to move forward, is he getting worse, or is he getting smarter?

Perhaps fate is deliberately torturing Xiangzi. Huniu, the daughter of Liu Siye, the owner of the car factory, married Xiangzi. Huniu died of illness due to dystocia. Everything seemed to be arranged well. Xiangzi had no time to plan his future. Time passed by in a hurry. His original dream was far away and out of reach. Everything that happened suddenly made it difficult for Xiangzi to see the scene in front of him clearly. It seemed that nothing had changed and everything was so strange. His motivation to move forward turned into resistance. It was difficult to move forward, but it was easy to retreat.

Perhaps fate is deliberately tearing Xiangzi apart. He fell from a high-class coachman to a low-class coachman in an instant, cheating, cheating, eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. The life he had never imagined before has now become a reality. The reality is cruel, but for Xiangzi, perhaps a life of leisure is more comfortable than a life of justice. He is no longer as hard as before. He has forgotten his former vision. He knows that he lives for happiness, not for the happiness of others, but for his own happiness. This reformed Xiangzi may be the "green food" of the dark society. Selfishness and generosity, hypocrisy and sincerity, lies and trust, pain and happiness are integrated in Xiangzi's world. The existence of truth, goodness and beauty is like an iceberg. The flame, although dazzling, will disappear in an instant. And the footprints left by the years are only endless sorrow and pain.

He is not alone. Behind him are countless people, and under his feet are countless people and the lives he composed. He has worked hard, he has succeeded, he has been sad, he has been happy, he seems to have everything, because he always has nothing

The accumulation of famous quotes from Luotuo Xiangzi

△ Qian Hui Introduce people into a bad society, put aside noble ideals, and willingly go into hell.

△ Those who work for money are afraid of encountering more money, and their loyalty is not based on money.

△ The greatest sacrifice is patience, and the greatest patience is preparation for resistance.

△ To love or not to love, the poor have to decide based on money. "Love" is only born in rich families.

△ Experience is the fertilizer of life. The kind of experience you have will determine the kind of person you become. You can’t grow peonies in the desert

△ They themselves can’t run. Because the legs and feet are too heavy with money.

△Rain falls on the rich as well as the poor, on the righteous as well as on the unjust. In fact, the rain is not fair because it falls in a world without justice.

△Decent, strong, dreamy, self-interested, personal, strong, great Xiangzi, I don’t know how many funerals he has accompanied others: I don’t know when he will bury himself Come, bury this depraved, selfish, unfortunate, sick child of society, the dead end of individualism!

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