My thoughts after reading "The Singing Wall"

After reading a famous book, you must have a lot of insights worth sharing. It is important to record it. Let’s write a review together. So how can you write your thoughts after reading to be more contagious? The following are my carefully compiled thoughts on reading "The Singing Wall". They are for reference only. Let's take a look together. Reflections on Reading "The Singing Wall" 1

Recently, a major event has happened in the Chinese literary world - Mo Yan, a writer who seems to be unknown to the public, actually won the Nobel Prize for Literature award! As a result, all the bookshelves were replaced with Mo Yan’s works, and Mo Yan’s works can always be seen in the hands of teachers and students. "Mo Yan's wind" blew all over the country, blowing vigorously, and even I was infected. I picked up a copy of Mo Yan's works and savored them carefully.

"The Singing Wall" describes the author Mo Yan's hometown - Northeast Gaomi Township. Every line in the article reveals Mo Yan's love for his hometown. "If you dig a piece of black mud like this and squeeze it hard, you will understand how precious this soil is." The soil in your hometown is definitely precious. No matter how ordinary, ancient or full of suffering it is, it is still our hometown. , the harbor of our souls.

Why did Deng Jiaxian give up the superior working conditions and living environment in the United States and return to China? Why did Madame Curie donate all her bonuses to France during the war after she became famous? Why, during the Wenchuan earthquake, countless wanderers who worked outside Wenchuan returned to their dangerous hometowns invariably? Because hometown holds the most weight in the heart, and hometown connects people’s hot hearts!

As a student who is far away from my hometown and studying in Chongqing, when I mention my hometown, I always have a strange and inexplicable feeling in my heart. In that politics class, the politics teacher showed us the political homework of each class on the computer - news commentary. When I was given the homework of a classmate, I was stunned for a moment - "There was a... flood in Liangping?" I shouted softly. That's my hometown! My heart was tugged, my face lost its original expression, and my expression became dazed. It wasn't until the weekend when I learned that there were no particularly serious abnormalities in my hometown that I felt relieved.

Hometown is always the heart of a wanderer! Therefore, I was deeply touched when watching "The Singing Wall".

"Fortunately, that singing and low chanting have penetrated into the souls of our Northeast Gaomi Township people and will be passed down from generation to generation." Yes, even if the Tao can sing The wall fell down, but it will always stand in my heart, because what it symbolizes is the hot country... Reflections on reading "The Singing Wall" Chapter 2

I am a southerner, and I read this Mo Yan's book "The Singing Wall" has greatly changed my impression of the northern countryside, as written in the book: "If it is autumn, you may be able to see the wonder of fallen leaves. There is no wind, and countless golden leaves are falling one after another. Falling, the leaves collide, and there is a sound...", "If it is spring, the green grass in the meadow is like a felt, dotted with stars, and colorful small flowers, just like the beautiful patterns on the felt..." After reading this book, Another good place has been added to my travel plan.

The book describes Gaomi, Shandong, which is the author’s hometown. For everyone, there is a constant longing for hometown. The book expresses the author’s attachment to his hometown and his recollection of the joy of childhood. . After reading this book, I suddenly understood one thing: why the elderly like to go back to their hometowns to visit, because there are memories of their childhood and attachment to their relatives and friends. My parents are nearly eighty years old. I used to think that it would not be easy for my parents to raise us three brothers and sisters. I tried to spend as much time with the elderly as possible, such as buying groceries and cooking at my parents' house on weekends, and taking them to travel around during holidays. Recently, my parents often talk about people and things in their hometown. My hometown is in the countryside. They are worried about the poor road conditions in the countryside and the elderly may trip and fall, so they only accompany their parents back to their hometown a handful of times.

I feel so ashamed when I think about it today. My parents are also elderly people. As children, we should accompany them where they want to go when they can still travel easily, and help their parents realize more of their wishes. Only in this way can we live up to our parents. This is true. Filial piety!