Lin chuan

This is a book I read a few months ago. Every book will make people have some ideas more or less. It is called: After reading it, mix other people's experiences with your own and turn it into your own ideas; Perhaps books should be the cheapest and most effective way to acquire new knowledge.

Lin, a person with a poetic name, had heard of her poetic feelings and gradually became curious about her. Before reading her works, I want to know about her life first, so I borrowed this biography from the library to see …

She loved romantic things when she was a child. She has chicken pox, but she thinks she is beautiful and proud of it, because she has a nickname "water drop". Maybe literature and art are rooted in her bones. Lin's grandfather was a scholar then. He is an official in Zhejiang and attaches great importance to education. His father, Lin Changming, laid a deep foundation of Chinese studies since he was a child and was enlightened by new learning. When Yin Hui was two years old, his father went to Japan to study. Her mother was born in a business family, and she has no education. She doesn't know piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and she is not good at housework. This makes Lin Changmin, who is good at poetry, calligraphy, elegance, romance and brilliance, forget her mother all the time. This is the saddest thing for Yin Hui when she was a child. Because of this, she didn't know that spiritual comfort is the best preservative between husband and wife. Like her grandparents, she also received an English aristocratic education. English is a compulsory course. /kloc-When she was 0/6 years old, she went to London with her father. When she was alone at home, in order to improve her English, she began to read foreign literature, and reading the original made her more aware of the fun of poetry. In the later period of studying architecture, the credit belongs to the architect and landlord in Yin Hui. The landlord told her what architecture is, and often took her to sketch, so that she slowly realized that sensitive and delicate Yin Hui was in these landscapes and realized the beauty she thought …

In London, Yin Hui met Xu Zhimo, and they chatted and talked about everything. Shima fell in love with her. Actually, Yin Hui isn't, but she grew up in an imperfect family. She can't destroy Zhimo's family, and her family doesn't approve of Miss Lin marrying a married woman. She can only cherish this feeling. However, in spite of dissuasion, Zhimo ended her six-year marriage, but did not get it back.

Liang Sicheng, the son of Yin Hui and Liang Qichao, has known each other since childhood and was arranged by his family. Under the influence of Yin Hui, Sicheng also learned architecture. Because of gender requirements, Yin Hui studied dance beauty and chose architecture. After finishing their studies, Liang Qichao planned to let them spend their honeymoon before getting married and travel around many European countries. Naturally, the buildings there make them linger.

Yin Hui and Sicheng are not only working partners, but also like-minded friends. She used to worry about trifles in life, and also revealed that she had accomplished nothing. She fell in love with two men at the same time, but her success gave her a high degree of freedom of choice. Isn't this the marriage that people pursue? The trivia of life, physical illness and lingering war did not make them give up architecture, on the contrary, it opened up another scene for the national architecture profession.

In fact, through Yin Hui's story, we can easily find that her educational thoughts are inherited. She was lucky enough to accept the old and new literature. In the first 20 years, she should thank her family for giving her ideas. After that, she should thank herself, no matter her relatives, her favorite literature or her lifelong architectural career. In the general direction, she knows exactly what she needs. What do we do now? Under the high-tech internet, we are more and more impetuous. Perhaps we have seen more successful people through the internet and found ourselves insignificant and accomplished nothing. The Millennium essence of the old ancients was also replaced by modern education when we were young, and it was not involved too much. Just "keeping pace with the times" makes us lose our inner feelings more and more. Shouldn't things be gradual? Shouldn't life be a slow experience? The commercialization of everything makes people deviate from the track, and there are more and more patients with mental and physical diseases, but they don't know it …

Take a small step, stick to it, and enjoy life slowly, instead of looking at chicken feathers radically …