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This composition is about 3250 words in Grade One. The title is "Notes on Milan Kundera's Living Elsewhere". Everyone is welcome to contribute enthusiastically.

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Milan Kundera's art is always different from ordinary novel art-even to some extent, Kundera's world is based on poetry and existence, and there is no absolute realism or symbolism. Source: Writing online novels is an artistic work derived from his values and thoughts. The book Living Elsewhere can be said to be an exploration of poetry and the poet himself in the 20th century.

In the novel, the poet Ya Romil saw the body of Magda, a young nanny, through the keyhole. She was immersed in a basin of blue and white water. When he was young, he sighed like this-he wrote, "Oh, my love is in the water!

"Water is a sad image, just like the exhaustion of reality to the ideal, which deprives the poet of the flame in a gentle way. In fact, even if he plays a masculine passion or a poetic passion in his future life, the water vapor escaping from this lock is still immersed in his life: he never leaves. What the poet fears most is that he can't get a life that truly belongs to the poet-even if it is only one day-and he can smell the gentle fragrance of freedom in one day. The rosin swaying in the fire, like bait, is better than the smell of women.

However, did the poet get it? Or-is it possible to realize the dream of poetry in this era? Perhaps, when Romil's dilated pupils were filled with crystal clear water, and the flame appeared in his fantasy for the last time (just across the glassy water layer), the answer had been found. He is destined to be just a man in the water.

First, the dream is reciprocating, and the poem is elsewhere.

-Ya Romil, Dream and others.

We see many traces different from the usual methods in the works, and a strong symmetrical narrative (namely A-B-A-A-C-A): As a poetic figure, Ya Romil presents his life, growth, dreams and death in a passionate way. So "truth" is always vague in novels. As described by the author, the truth of a poet is passion, but what is passion? Enthusiasm is changeable, which is the most powerful proof of all the scenes in the dream: Ya Romil's enthusiasm lives on the doll he thinks can be controlled, but in the end he can't escape the betrayal of this temperature. For a poet, this is equivalent to losing his life. So we thought of the source of the title: Aarti, a French poet-in fact, he had only five years as a poet. Rambo's sentence: The poet lives elsewhere. What Rambo provides is a vague concept: that is, there is no difference between ailleurs and any partout. Poets are vagrants, which does not violate the primitiveness of poetry itself. Italian Vico once defined "poetic wisdom" as the product of the combination of soul and essence, that is to say, poets are natural, and based on the wandering nature of human beings, poetry is also the product of "elsewhere".

There are poems about Ya Romil, and indeed, as many critics say, they are very poor. For example, the poem Epitaph: "Ah, if you are going to die, let me join you, my love, let us turn into light and heat in the fire ..." It is mediocre, but the emotion is thin in the flood. In fact, poets are not necessarily laurels, and even have some derogatory meanings to Ya Romil. But there is no doubt that his most successful works in this life are divided: a long and endless dream, and an instant great tragedy created by xavier.

Rambo traveled alone, while Ya Romil let her mind gallop. His amazing life has always been under the bondage of motherhood; Just when he was limited by the gravity of the earth, he chose cowardly love, began to approach his faith calmly, and pushed rebellion and badness to his other personality: Xavir, the host of his impulse and powerful imagination and perception, who he thought had always been and would always be with him. The softness and beauty of all the symbols in Mother's Education are actually full of crisis and subversion in Ya Romil's mind. This dream is hidden, but it shows time and time again that it still exists and vibrates in his life in an extremely regular way. The betrayal of maternal love has never really stopped: the poet is eager to escape from reality and mediocrity, and runs on this road with his own will-the dream is reciprocating, and the poem is elsewhere in life. Kundera's little poet may have never felt that kind of sadness in his life, but he stood out at the end of his life. Xavir, the whole host of his spiritual poems, abandoned him in the abyss like the person he wanted to be.

Ya Romil's maternal love was the last thing he needed, but it also made him a poet in an instant. Part of his soul followed his passion, and the other part was completely annihilated.

Second, the lingering mother

-the poet's consciousness: the destruction and salvation of maternal love

Oscar. Oscar Wilde and Lerner. Maria. Rilke, two beautiful and immortal figures who inherit poetry by mistake, was once a gentle and lovely child in the eyes of her mother, as gentle as a girl. But their future direction may be the only pride that Ya Romil mentioned his mother before his death: he would rather think of his father who didn't have much love for this family and even prevented him from coming to this world than go near his mother who was willing to share everything for himself, as if he were not the only one; He is on the run, but instead of moral self-condemnation, he escaped with his own integrity: I need my own love, my own poetry and beauty, my pride and the sun. Poets don't want to rely on anything but inspiration and passion, which is also their extraordinary and primitive difference from ordinary people-what ordinary people need is more emotional sustenance, which in their view is redundant graffiti, not as good as the monotonous artist's pen given by the painter, and the blank place can be filled with desire instead.

Motherhood is a key word. With the existence of the character mother, it has always played an important role in the book. Maybe it's not just the word "mom": it's the earth that romantically retains simplicity and no impurities. Unfortunately, poetry is not necessarily as pure as fairy tales, and its sacredness is not reflected in its virginity in front of life.

Some people describe the existence of mother as a secondary phenomenon: but I think it is unreasonable to look at mother's idealism from another direction only because of gender restrictions. Mother looks at everything in life with a pregnant eye. From another point of view, this is a primitive and inherited ideal, but it is an ideal destined to be attacked and squeezed-the poet is almost crazy when he loses this freedom, even though he knows that he follows the same possessiveness as his mother. The difference between love and mother is only the reason and way of possession, but Ya Romil himself has split into a spiritual body without father and mother: in this sense, his rebellion against the latter is much deeper!

Kundera wrote that a mother without a father is a condition of freedom-a person who has lost his parents can't do it, because this influence will linger, even more terrible than being immersed in his mother's doting all his life.

He betrayed everything with Xavir, but in the end he was betrayed by this tool. His eyes in the water are clear, and all he can see is his mother. Maternal desire will not die if it is torn a hundred times. If it dies, it can only be before birth. Finally, the poet may find that a mark of his past life will take away at least half of his life, and this mark is the wish made by his mother among the stones in the sun: he will die like this. Holderlin said: "People are full of hard work, but they still live poetically in this land-"Romil may have forgotten it, but he finally accepted it inevitably. The fairness of the earth to everyone is that no matter how close you are to the sky, it is your destiny to return to the dust.

Land is higher than the truth of poetry, which is why poetry will be on the verge of extinction for a long time. Poetry rebelled against eternity, but it sparked an unprecedented fire in the history of thought.

3. Moonlight and sunshine outside cellophane

-The rapids will come back eventually

"I wish I were a torrent," petofi wrote. Young poets love revolution out of full trust that a single spark can start a prairie fire, thinking that wherever the revolution goes, they will take it. Little did they know that the moonlight and sunshine outside cellophane (Ai Lvya wrote, "I look at the moon with one eye and the sun with the other") are just beautiful reflections in the water. The more the revolution washes away, the less clear the belief becomes.

After the age of 19, Rambo's talent disappeared, which should be answered by the sentence "It's time to be famous", but it is inevitable that Jiang Lang's talent will continue to be booed: in this sense, Ya Romil, who went to another world with tragedy and half the essence, still has a lucky ending-"dying young" is not a bad thing for artists; Most of those who flaunt their qualifications in their later years in the art circle are selling their values to the empty younger generation, and these younger generations are undoubtedly impossible to succeed. The general experience is that the sense of tragedy is strongest when the premature death of the spirit is synchronized with the death of the body. This is an instant tremor, as if the excitement after reading a book suddenly rises in a quiet room. The poet suddenly added poetry to his life, but this meaning is immortal, and it still exists in the audience's mind after the tragedy is forgotten: the moonlight we see may not be its original perfect appearance, but it shines twice as brightly-the sunlight also penetrates into the corner that could not penetrate originally, and the precipitation and separation in the water become colorful.

The silence of fire is like the shrinking old star in the universe. Running out of energy and staying away from the earth is a long night and starry sky that a great life will face. But the water is still alive. Or frozen or preserved, with its tiny specific heat capacity, weakened the endless fear of the earth for thousands of years. The dream of fire and body continues, but settlement is indeed part of the journey of land return. Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine people will go back there, and some will start burning poems again. Perhaps, Ya Romil can't escape the fate of poetry all his life.

Does Kundera need to ridicule his own sorrow of failure? No, even, he did not fail. When he was lying in the cold coffin, he couldn't continue to let Xavir have those endless shuttle dreams. But there is no doubt that these dreams are immortal and will be attached to the bloody and poetic imagination of others. He will die again and again and come back again and again in other people's memories. It douses the poet's life again and again like water, but it inspires them to pursue the power of flame again and again-Ya Romil is a man immersed in water, but he can still have the sun and the moon in his eyes, just like paul Eluard.

Perhaps this is also the poet's immortality.

Immortal poets are also in the water.