How to understand the birds in Fei Ying (1)

Teacher Shu strongly recommended Birdie, and analyzed the paragraphs of this article many times, but always found it boring. She was going to give up directly, thinking that this kind of article was not in line with her own personality, and there was no love at first sight, no goodbye, and no emotion. But I'm really worried and I feel dissatisfied. I found four pears and watched How Can We Worship Birds several times. I feel a little. Her conclusion is: fugue rhythm, the pain of growing up. After going to Baidu, I don't quite understand what fugue means: "Let a simple and distinctive theme appear in all parts of music in turn" and "reappear after the theme is interrupted", but I still don't understand. You have to reread the original.

To find the only solution, as Mr. Shu said, is to bring this wild horse-like article to the front, tie it up, bleed it, peel it, and unload it in eight pieces-pick out the best lean meat and bones, then cook a pot of thick soup, chew it carefully and taste the first-class taste.

Let's look at the first paragraph:

Boys are running on the playground, but there is nothing that makes people feel comfortable, such as sudden strong wind, full mouth of sand, ground paved with coal ash, blurred lines, white sneakers dipped in gray, sharp soles rubbing, and oleander with poisonous gas. The author's eyes are sensitive. He never misses any subtle observation around him. He describes everything in detail and sets the tone of the whole article: gloomy and gloomy. On the other hand, isn't it the same when I run? Systematic physical exercise records only exist in physical education class, and are fixed every week at school. Every time in the scorching sun, on the hot runway, I walk in the same way, do gymnastics with uncoordinated hands and feet, sweep my eyes everywhere, and feel something is wrong all over my body, especially in the sprint exam. Suddenly, I want to fly out and feel like I'm going to fall at any time. I think my sports cells have never matured, and I have never had a good impression on physical education class.

There is also a good sense of rhythm, long and short sentences are scattered, and I am not tired of reading a lot. "Ankle, calf, knee, thigh, whole person ... how to count the steps? I can only see a few oleanders preparing to open a pink flower in the corner of the playground. They will pour poison gas on the black land. " There are four consecutive 2 words in front, followed by 3, 6 and 25 words, which are suddenly shortened to 1 1 words. The beat rose one after another, extending to the sky, and suddenly fell halfway up the mountain and stopped.

Color: monotonous color, gray sneakers, black land, oleander is pink, but it is also pink with poisonous gas, and it is gloomy everywhere.

Multi-sensory: When writing about the scenery around running, I took a few sentences to describe my physical feelings, the intense friction my feet felt, and the rough feeling of swallowing in my mouth. Vision: blurred lines and monotonous colors. A variety of senses are mixed together, rough, gloomy, anxious and uncomfortable.