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# Comments on Walden Lake 1#
After reading Walden, the biggest impression is Thoreau's love for loneliness and loneliness, and his life proposition of "only needing necessities, not worrying about the world". Thoreau's colorful description of Walden Lake naturally impressed me, and his meticulous observation of Walden Lake in the rain also amazed me. Of course, the creatures and scenery he wrote in winter also attracted me. However, what impressed me most was his special preference for solitude and his personal life ideas.
Just the necessities of life, not worrying about the world. Love and enjoy nature. Even at this moment, in society, we can find pleasure and seek happiness. Living in the present society, there is a present living method. In my opinion, in essence, it should be entertainment to improve yourself and make yourself not vulgar. But there are always some people who will always go astray. There are people who are busy all day but don't know why, people who pursue fame and fortune and ignore the beauty around them, and people who get wealth but have no chance to enjoy it again. Sometimes, most people's thoughts in society are too shallow (personal opinions), and people's work and life are too shallow to pursue things that have nothing to do with themselves.
I still remember watching TV at home on weekends when I was in junior high school. An aunt in her thirties in the village came to see my grandfather. What are you doing with my grandfather? Help kill chickens. I thought to myself, why can't such a big man kill a chicken? Although I have never killed a chicken, I can still kill a chicken with my hands and a little groping. I was there, and I didn't know whether to laugh or help kill the chicken.
Killing chickens is also a trivial matter. Chatting with a master while working part-time in my spare time. Learn how to kill chickens quickly. The master said that when killing chickens, the incision should be small and the blood should be released slowly, so that the chickens would not struggle. Even chickens don't understand how they died. I was amazed: "Master Cai, amazing, worthy of being a master!" Master Cai said in a low-key manner. It's also the feeling after killing too much.
It is a leap for chefs to kill chickens from ordinary to fast. As a student of physics department, from the perspective of physics, this is a process from general to special and its far-reaching significance. Such a process may even contain the potential to change the world (many times people don't pay attention or insist). I have to explain there. I'm always full of fantasies. It is sublimated from such a trivial matter, instead of thinking about what is going on, complaining about how there are so many things, and then rushing to catch things, or copying others directly. In a word, they are unwilling to do it. An important reason for not wanting to do it may be that it can't solve the difficulty. In reality, not all difficulties match your personality level as in the game. More often, we should understand how to solve difficulties and do it step by step. There is a story that everyone is familiar with. Two frogs fell into a pit at the same time. The pit is too deep for them to jump on. One is normal and the other is deaf. Other frogs say you can't jump on it. The normal frog gave up decisively, which of course meant its death. The deaf one kept trying, and finally it jumped out of the hole. The deaf frog kept trying to find a way to jump, and finally the bounce improved and jumped out of the pit.
At present, some methods have been summarized by predecessors, and some are even well known. As long as you take it step by step, you have a good chance of success. But people often go with the flow, can't read quietly, and let their feelings control their thoughts. It's like a dead frog.
This is the opposite of Thoreau's preference for solitude.
Thoreau likes to observe and enjoy his surroundings, and he also likes reading. When reading the paragraph about his life in the forest, I felt that his world was as pure and full of vitality as a fairy tale. It can be said that Thoreau is like a child. He said: "I have never felt lonely and lonely. I have never been oppressed and burdened by loneliness." Obviously, there is no derogatory meaning of "loneliness" and "loneliness" in his dictionary. His heart must be full. Sometimes sitting alone in the library, I often brush my mobile phone circle of friends and space. That is, I am tired of books, feel lonely and don't communicate with books. This is scary. I lost a lot of time in this scene. Thoreau, he wavered. The shock occurred after a few weeks of stepping into the jungle alone. He thinks about whether there should be some close neighbors and whether loneliness is happy. While the idea was still attacking his body and mind, it suddenly began to rain. Thoreau suddenly felt attached to nature, so sweet, intoxicated and benefited. On the other hand, when I look at myself, when I read books, I feel lonely. I must have missed the beauty of the information in the book. No pair of eyes can find anything. The same is true of finding ways to overcome difficulties. If you can feel the great sense of accomplishment of customer service difficulties in advance when you encounter difficulties, your motivation will be very strong. My heart can't calm down, or maybe I haven't discovered the beauty around me and my man. Beauty can make people intoxicated and forget time.
Regarding the happiness of seclusion, he mentioned, "The really studious students are as lonely as the dervish in the desert, even in the crowded hive of Cambridge University." I am deeply ashamed to see this sentence. I still remember thinking about physics all the time in high school, and sometimes I would spend 4-5 hours reading materials or calculating. At this moment, I have never felt this way since I went to college. Sometimes my heart just can't calm down. I have to say that college has ruined my life again. Homework can't be done as fast as high school, curiosity is not so strong, and attachment to mobile phones is not so heavy. In a hurry, I forgot to understand life and found fun, only knowing to finish the task as soon as possible and have a rest; Getting up early and getting greedy for the dark, I lost my love for the sunrise, forgot the purpose of looking for happiness, and only knew how to speed up the process and finish the work. Life needs rebuilding. Fortunately, Walden reminds me of my original purpose of going to college-studying physics. The physics building is tall and beautiful. The five foundations of light, electromagnetism, force, heat and quantum have overwhelmed me and made me happy. Modern physics is so vivid and concrete that it can answer many questions that I have been thinking hard but have no results. Echoing the tall physical building, I have felt the joy of standing on the roof overlooking the world. I am eager to try.
Glad to see this book.
# Comments on the masterpiece Walden 2 #
Every morning is a pleasant invitation, which makes my life as simple as nature itself, or perhaps I can say, as pure as nature. Thoreau
Walden was once known as "the authoritative guide to simple life", and it was one of the "25 books to shape readers" selected by the Library of Congress. I've bought this book for a long time, and I'm always worried that I'll be unable to enter the clean as glass spiritual shrine for a while because I'm uncomfortable.
As Mr. Xu Chi, the translator of this book, said, Walden is a quiet book, a lonely book, a lonely, quiet and full of wisdom. Once upon a time, it was this book belonging to the soul that made me long for the right loneliness all day long, and realized the subtle feeling of not knowing what I was when I was lonely. Every time I pick it up late at night, it's like starting a journey of flying my soul alone. "I am no more lonely than the laughing diving birds in the lake, and I am no more lonely than Walden Lake." The mind is at ease, and the years are quiet. We seem to be looking for the answer to the original proposition about the nature on which human beings depend. If we find the answer, we may be able to deeply understand the original meaning of life. ...
Thoreau responded to the clear water of Walden Lake and seemed to understand all the benefits of loneliness, just like a blind man who suddenly saw the sun, greedy and at a loss. He built an oak hut with these rough words. The wind poured in through the gap and sat behind the door, but there seemed to be no barrier from the door. The tip of the nose is wrapped with mud and flowers, and the corners of the mouth contain the bitterness of grass and roots. Only the soul, more and more clear.
Gray mountains, lush vegetation, winding paths, filled with purple fog, perhaps a kind of happiness is coming from an absent-minded look. After a busy day, after a simple dinner, there will be a little loneliness at night. When enough is enough, the mood will turn to peace and tranquility. This is the time to study. Reading Walden Lake at night, those warm words exude a true description of nature. They are eloquent, amazing, dazzling, refreshing and intriguing. Between the lines, Thoreau's obscurity and incomprehension as a philosopher can not be seen at all. On the contrary, I feel clear and beautiful. Under the chanting, people can't help but be fascinated by the dead of night.
In the middle of the night, putting aside all trivial distractions, time flowed into the Wanghu Lake where we used to fish. Walden makes me understand that in this world, besides pursuing material things, there is a simple life that makes people extremely happy, and that is inner transcendence. Thoreau declared in the book: "Don't give me money, don't give me fame, give me truth!" " "Nature has given us endless purity and elegance, and also given us the courage and wisdom to love nature and create life. Although life is as simple and humble as an ant, we must be brave and strong in dealing with life, don't run away from anyone, don't insult anyone, because there is no difference between rich and poor, the sun will fall on everyone's window at the same time, and the snow in front of everyone will melt in spring.
Things are different, and life is lonely. Walden Lake is like a pool of autumn water, spotless. It is not so much a paradise behind industrial politeness as Thoreau telling a possibility of realizing a simple life. Although the author's personal humility, moderation and rationality run through, the essence of life should be simple anyway. Although people can become wild vines and wild flowers inadvertently, I still firmly believe in Walden: the simpler our desires, the easier it is to feel and get more happiness. Furthermore, even if the happy environment is worse, we should build a round arch bridge leading to natural salvation "in the dark abyss around us".
Walden died, but he didn't leave this world, but he was so lonely that he didn't feel sad. It is full of poetic tranquility, wisdom of life and just right loneliness. "Next summer, I don't need so many coolies to sow beans and corn. I want to spare my energy to sow-such as sincerity, truthfulness, simplicity, self-confidence, innocence, etc., if such seeds have not been lost. " Reclaiming land, returning to the "rough" nature of human beings and living a life under scrutiny, the author deals with the most essential problems in life.
Just as money can't buy health, rich material can't replace spiritual poverty forever. Simplicity and purity are always a kind of life wisdom. The ultimate goal pursued by our hasty steps is nothing more than inner peace and the liberation of the soul, which seems not far away from us. In the courage of repentance and affection, those seemingly simple calmness, peace and serenity can make life exquisite and more directional. In Thoreau's spiritual core of advocating practice, the ideological brilliance of simple materialism always shines.
Perhaps Walden is a mirror for us to reflect on ourselves. Before blindly transforming the natural environment, if we are less greedy, less desirous and less demanding, how can we suffer from the dramatic ridicule and punishment of sandstorms and bird flu? In the increasingly complex industrial civilization life, the compass of our mind still stubbornly points to the initial simplicity and simplicity. But in what way should we become a part of nature and live in harmony with all living things, and how should we deal with this no longer simple world, as well as messy life and ugly customs? After repeated "inner exploration", we have a desire for armed spirit-that is, each of us needs a clear Walden Lake of our own.
# Composition Walden Lake # 3#
Accustomed to the current life in the steel jungle and exposed to a life closer to nature, what will happen to the mood of future generations? Sometimes I think that people naturally exist as they exist in the world.
After reading Walden, I can't help thinking about the problems that I once cared about but were gradually ignored. At the beginning of the book, the author tells that he chose to return to the countryside after experiencing the bustling life of the city university. What is important is that he chose a collective that does not belong to the city, but belongs to the rural collective, not just transferring from one ownership to another. He chose to live in a wooden house built by himself in Walden Lake, two miles away from the countryside, and his life was more self-sufficient and natural. The reason why the environment of the story is emphasized is to express that the author is not a process of changing his lifestyle from complex to simple, but that he belongs to nature and feels the natural lifestyle. Only in nature can he feel that his previously blindfolded eyes have become bright.
In the book, people either live in the city or are bound, but they are free in the countryside. Thoreau looked at people living in various environments with his bright eyes. People don't define their thoughts by their environment. Many people are always bound by their lives, their land and what they have. The living become slaves of life. He contrasted this phenomenon with the slave supervision of the North and the South, so his life in The Explorer is meaningful.
People's life, people's life is not fate, don't complain that nature makes people, everything is a mess that they have accumulated slowly, so people should be able to use it, instead of building a pair of shackles for themselves and locking themselves up.
1847, Thoreau left his lonely hut, ended his lonely life and returned to the countryside. He didn't deviate from nature. Thoreau is like a scientist who studies life in different environments. When he moved from the hut to the countryside, he felt more about people and nature.
He met a hunter by the lake where he lived. Hunters chase their prey with hounds. Although the hunter can't always catch his prey, he seems to enjoy hunting. As the book says, although the fox was cunning and escaped many times, it was not always lucky, and finally he died at the hunter's muzzle and under the hound's teeth. In this part of the article, there are many languages that describe natural creatures and human beings. These animals and hunters are just like nature and human beings, but are human beings and nature simply used and used? There are faint thoughts and inspirations in the book.
I think Thoreau likes nature so much because he moved from the city to a remote place in the country. In winter, the lake freezes. Although it is so ordinary in the eyes of others, he feels beautiful. In the dream, he heard someone ask him some questions, but he wanted to answer, but he couldn't. When morning came, he saw nature. The scene of the morning is like a vivid life in front of him. The man in the dream didn't ask questions, and he didn't answer. But at the moment when the sun rose, he knew the answer.
I benefited a lot from this book. Although this book only discusses some things in the author's life, I can get a lot of thoughts from my thinking. The author has been thinking about man and life, man and nature. We have been thinking about these problems before, but we have gradually forgotten them. Only when bad results happen will we reflect on why we didn't think about how to solve them at that time.
People are ultimately bound, bound by tangible or intangible shackles. Do we really only have the reward of life? There is also this invisible responsibility, so we live not only for ourselves, but also for ourselves. When we talk about despair, we don't mean that you have to give up your ideal life and cooperate with others, but that you will lose it if you get it. As the book says, inheriting the farm means that you are bound by the countryside, so you should think about what you should and shouldn't do while enjoying everything in your life. The significance of saying this is that I want to say that people can't indulge themselves by chasing the life they want. They should do what they have to do and stay away from things that corrupt you. Drug addicts appearing in the news are getting younger and younger. People don't understand what they are chasing, so they exile themselves and paralyze themselves with that kind of false happiness. A healthy lifestyle is the basic thing we must do. At least we should understand that drugs can not give us anything at all, but can destroy everything.
After comparing the life in the city with that in the country, our relationship with nature began to get lost in the city. While human beings are making progress, they are also using the grace given by nature without fear, as if it were taken for granted. I think we need to reflect on what we have done to nature, just like the hunters and prey mentioned before. As hunters, we are just enjoying the process of hunting, we are just enjoying the process of using nature to facilitate our lives, but we have never fundamentally thought about the relationship between nature and us. Our development should not be based on the myth of nature, nor should we show off by destroying nature. Although nature is invisible, it is closely related to us. I don't think the earth will be destroyed by human beings. Humans can only destroy nature at most, but not the earth. In this way, the ultimate destruction is ourselves. We protect nature and protect ourselves. We should also stop what we are doing, only occasionally, to feel the beauty of nature, to feel the feeling of being part of the earth at first, instead of being covered by the smoke in front of us, and we can see more when we polish our eyes.
Therefore, we should live a healthy life and avoid those addictive drugs, which can't give you a real life, but only a temporary indulgence and destroyed life. We should have the consciousness of living in harmony with nature, rather than unilaterally destroying them. Man and nature should keep a balance. All this requires us to start from every detail of life, start from small things, build ecological civilization and build a better life and world.
# Composition Walden Lake # 4#
During the summer vacation, I was lucky enough to read the legendary swordsman by Jin Yong's doyen. This version of the legendary swordsman is divided into four volumes. It's really a hearty look, and I can't put it down, as if I were a character during the period.
The novel is raining, describing a huge and earth-shattering Wulin conference from the simple to the deep. Ling Huchong's image of ignoring life and death, being a hero, not afraid of power and being charming has long been deeply rooted in people's hearts, but he did say that he was a flashy and ironic prodigal son. His friendship with Yang Ge is really deep and infatuated, and they can turn against each other halfway. He was punished by Master Yue Buqun. This person, who is in charge of "Sword Spectrum to ward off evil spirits", has a sworn enemy with Qingcheng Sect, and has not reported the revenge of killing his father and mother. However, the love between him and Waheiji was unfortunate after all, but she always died by the sword of Lin Pingzhi, which I never thought.
This book is full of layers of bedding and narrative twists and turns, but even the characters are vividly portrayed. Whether it is psychological description, language description or foil, there is no nonsense. Not for description, but for code words. Every moment is over, there is no need to repeat it.
At first, the plot was relaxed and active, but since Ling Huchong was injured by Cheng Buyou, the plot has become ups and downs. Due to the improper treatment of Gu Tao's Six Immortals, Ling Huchong almost died, not only his life, but also his death. The six qi in his body collided with each other, and even Master could not cure him. Later, he didn't become a monk, but entered the second qi for him, forcibly suppressing the six qi in his body, but it was just a plan to slow down. Later, Ling Huchong met Ren Woxing's daughter Ren Yingying by mistake, but he didn't know it, and always called her "mother-in-law". It was also at this time that he captured Yingying's heart.
Later, a group of rich people gathered in Wuhegang. At this time, Ling Huchong's Nine Swords are unique in the world, and his swordsmanship is superb, which is the true story of the older generation. However, his master suspected that he had stolen Pingzhi's exorcism sword manual and made friends with left-leaning scholars. There is a big gap between master and apprentice. Although Ling Huchong's swordsmanship is superb, he still can't be cured. Even the famous murderer Hiraichi said that he would not live for three years. Later, in Shaoshishan Shaolin Temple, he learned that Master had expelled him from Huashan Mountain, which made him feel more dull on earth. Lu Dayou, the sixth brother who respected him in the past, has passed away, and Yang Ge has left. What's the point of leaving him alone in the world at this time? People on the right path want to catch him again. Fortunately, he is open-minded by nature, and simply lying down doesn't want to take life and death too seriously.
After that, it should be the climax of this book. Just like Quyang and Liu Zhengfeng's "the legendary swordsman Qupu", the piano is getting louder and louder, and the plot is tight as a ring. He and the people in the magic religion first joined forces to repel all the people of the good and evil factions and forged a life-and-death friendship. Later, I mistakenly practiced Ren Woxing's star-sucking method at the bottom of the West Lake, which dissolved the heterogeneous qi in his body, and at the same time saved his life, his internal force increased greatly. Later, he helped the Hengshan Sect in times of crisis, but in the end he could not save the three great masters. He decided to leave the master's last words to Linghu Shaoxia to avoid being leaderless for a while.
Later, the plot of this book was exposed. Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan Sect, wanted to be the first of the five mountains, so he chose Wudang and Shaolin to annex the magic religion, and then monopolized the Wulin, not wanting to catch cicadas with mantis, so he called it the gentleman's sword.
Yue Buqun, actually a real hypocrite, secretly practiced sword notation to ward off evil spirits, but slandered it to Ling Huchong. The power of sword spectrum to ward off evil spirits is so great that Qingcheng Sect tried to seize it from the beginning, and later I don't know how many Wulin wars were triggered. Yue Buqun is also hidden. When Zuo Lengchan took him by surprise, he used this swordsmanship like a ghost, blinding Zuo Lengchan and becoming the head of the Wuyue Sect. Later, he wanted to kill Ling Huchong and Lin Pingzhi in order to kill them, but he was persuaded by Yingying, a devil's poison, the three-corpse-brain god Dan. Mrs Yue never doubted Ling Huchong from beginning to end. Ling Huchong was raised as an orphan by his teacher's mother since he was a child, and he already regarded her as his biological parents. They painted him as childless and regarded him as their own child. Surprisingly, people are short of snakes and swallow elephants, because only one sword can break up families. Yue Lingshan was stabbed to death by Lin Pingzhi's sword, and her mother-in-law also committed suicide with a knife. When Yue Buqun caught Ling Huchong, she was stabbed to death by Yilin's sword in the middle of the back. Although Lin Pingzhi used swordsmanship to kill a group of Qingcheng School people to ward off evil spirits and avenge his parents, he also lost his humanity. He is no longer the high-spirited teenager of Fu Wei Escort Agency when his parents were alive. He was killed with the door and his parents died tragically. Now he is practicing sword revenge. Mutual use, should be killed by Ling Huchong, revenge for my brother, because my brother's last words asked him to take good care of Pingzhi, only to avoid death, imprisoned at the bottom of the West Lake, never to see the sun again.
Fortunately, all shall be well, jack shall have Jill, Ling Huchong and Ren Yingying both resigned as the head of the team and formed a couple in Meizhuang, a lonely mountain in West Lake.
In this way, a gripping, full plot and description of human nature is completed.
The above is my own feeling after reading through the legendary swordsman, which is not comprehensive, but I still hope Han Hai.
# Comments on Walden 5#
What is that place?
A happy creature,
Beautiful lake,
There is a person who loves her very much.
Although I really came into contact with Thoreau, a great writer, it was only in this winter vacation that I was addicted to his words at first sight. He never gives in, he is the spokesman of truth, he is very talented in measurement ... and many others.
"He is not kind to young people, but arrogant and preaching." However, he devoted all his enthusiasm and patience to every inch of his hometown. He is familiar with all the rivers he has been leaning against, "everything that happens on the river bed, on the river bank or in the air on the river." He loves this land, loves all creatures on this land, and love breeds our nature.
I didn't fully understand his Walden at first, but as you get to know the book better, you will find that some of the original puzzles have gradually taken shape. Thoreau's words don't slowly penetrate into your emotions, but in a gentle but decisive way, penetrate into your bones and hit your soul directly. Just like wood and piano, it can make you sing from the heart. In particular, his scenery description records the changes of his hometown throughout the year with short but gorgeous words. All the natural scenery he described reappears before your eyes like a symphony. With high respect, he described everything enthusiastically and vividly, and gave life to everything he loved. In his works, they are holy and lovely, as fearless and free as he is.
Although I haven't entered his inner world, in my eyes, his words have a faint melancholy grass breath. He studied the society at that time too much. And what he advocates is not money, but truth. His nature is as free as a wild animal, and this freedom often gets him into trouble. But he didn't change himself because of it.
I can't help thinking of myself. How do I feel about my usual life? Is this idea buried deep in my subconscious and not discovered by me? Or, I don't want to say it because I think it's actually a so-called "rebellious" idea? Thoreau taught me not to hide my feelings too much. Even after reading his words, I found that there are so many beautiful places in the world. For example, my hometown-a small village surrounded by green mountains and green waters. Not to mention how beautiful the landscape is, my small yard, which is less than 5 square meters, is also interesting in the summer when the heat wave is rolling.
In a corner of the yard, a osmanthus tree and a pear tree were planted. There are also large and small potted plants by the wall. In summer, although there is no fragrance of flowers, the green is beautiful.
My grandfather likes calligraphy. So I often practice calligraphy with my grandfather in the yard (because no other place in our family can practice calligraphy). The yard in summer is too hot for me to practice my handwriting. But grandpa did come up with a good idea. He will write on the ground in the yard with a big bowl, a bowl of water and a writing brush. I also draw a gourd ladle, or write with my hands dipped in water, or use a pen. Sometimes, after washing my feet with water, I will step on the ground. When my feet are dry, I will wash them again. The sun is so fierce that the "words" written and the "pictures" painted will dry up in a short time, and so on. It is also very interesting to play at noon.
In autumn, osmanthus blossoms. Grandpa will spread a newspaper under the tree, shake the osmanthus and make it into osmanthus. Accompanied by the "rustling" sound, waves of trembling wind brushed the cheeks, melting the sweetness of osmanthus. Layers of gold fell on black and white newspapers.
We cook with firewood. When cooking, smoke rises, which is a picture of "flowing people"! Sometimes, my sister next door and I even secretly dig the tiles off our wall (because the tiles are about the size of a dollar coin) and play with them as coins. I've heard a lot about this.
A small courtyard full of fond memories of my childhood.
He compared the bubbles in the winter ice to lentils, turned the boring explanation into something close to life, which was funny and lovely, firmly caught your eye and made you enthusiastic about his words.
He is very lonely, and few people really walk into his inner world. Emerson is probably the only one who can have a natural fit with him in thought and mind. But he's happy. In the place where he later lived, there were tens of thousands of lives around him. He never feels lonely. Every day is happy, happy, full and meaningful.
He said, "What a strange triangle the stars are! Among the various stars in the universe, how far and different it is to stare at the life of the same star at the same time! "
But what are the stars in their eyes? The answer is definitely different. Who really understands the question of what color the stars are? Innocent children draw four-pointed stars in bright yellow; Melancholy girls smear spots of different sizes with gray-blue similar to late at night; Impressionist painters filled the sky with colorful whirlpools! This is life, this is a dream, this is a tiny stop in endless time!
His good friend Emerson once said in Thoreau's biography, "Wherever he is, as long as he has knowledge, virtue and beauty, he will find a home."
But for Thoreau, this home is not a family of several people, but this land. There is a natural smell in his blood, and he has a close and inseparable relationship with this land.
Although he didn't get affection, there will always be a lake in his hometown, and the jewels embedded in Concord's crown will always welcome him with open arms.
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