There is life underground just like on the ground, and there are a group of creatures who know how to love and hate.
There were black worms, roots like black ropes, and trickles of underground water like trembling flax fibers.
It is said that there is something else: an earth god not much taller than Tuberose, with a beard and a stooped back.
One day, Xiaoliu met the roots of the rose tree and said the following:
"Neighbor tree roots, I have never seen anyone as ugly as you. . Anyone who sees it will say that it must be a monkey that stuck its long tail in the ground, left it alone, and walked away. It seems that you want to imitate the earthworm, but you did not learn its graceful and round movements, and you only learned to drink me. The blue juice. As soon as I met you, you drank half of it. Ugly monster, what are you doing?"
The humble tree root said: < /p>
"Yes, brother Xiliu, of course I have no appearance in your eyes. Long-term contact with the soil has made me gray and brown; overwork has deformed me, just like a deformed worker's arm. I I am also a worker. I work for the extended part of my body that sees the sun. I absorb the juice from you and deliver it to her to make her fresh and beautiful. After you leave, I will go far away to find the life-sustaining juice. . Brother Xiliu, one day you will go to the place where the sun shines. At that time, you will see how beautiful my part is under the sun."
Xiu Liu didn't believe it, but Chu. Yu cautiously remained silent and thought to himself, just wait and see.
When his quivering body grew larger and came into the light, the first thing he did was to look for the extension the tree roots said it had.
Oh my God! What did he see?
There is a bright spring scenery everywhere, and where the tree roots are rooted, a rose decorates the land extremely beautifully.
Heavy flowers hang on the branches, exuding sweet fragrance and a mysterious charm in the air.
Canals of water flow meditatively through flower-filled meadows:
"Oh my god! I never thought that beauty could extend out of ugly tree roots..."
(Translated by Lei Yi)
Appreciation
This is a philosophical essay that explores the understanding of beauty and devotion in the form of a fable. The author published "Ten Commandments for Artists" in 1930, seven of which talked about beauty, which shows that beauty is an issue that the author is very concerned about. She said: "Don't use beauty as fodder for the senses, but make it the natural food for the soul." "Beauty will be sublimated from your heart to your singing. It will first purify you." "Roots of the Rose Tree" can be seen as the author's visual interpretation of beauty.
This prose is easy to understand and full of interest. The tree roots that are neither humble nor arrogant, the trickle of water that knows its mistakes and can correct them, and the earth god with a "bearded face and bent back" are all vividly in front of his eyes. The author uses these images to discuss one issue, that is, how to understand beauty. The article makes prominent use of contrast. There are two groups of most obvious contrasts, one is the contrast between the roots and flowers of the rose tree; the other is the contrast between the knowledge before and after the trickle. The former is mainly a comparison of external forms. The tree roots are ugly: gray-brown all over, like black ropes, deformed and not as graceful as earthworms; the fresh and delicate flowers under the bright sunshine exude sweet fragrance and mysterious charm. At first, Xiaoliu recognized beauty from the appearance, so he laughed at the roots; later, Xiaoliu realized the beauty of the inner qualities of the roots that were willing to sacrifice. This inner beauty shocked and educated Xiaoliu, and thus Completed the transformation from contempt to admiration for the roots of the tree. This process is completed with the growth of the trickle, from "trembling flax fiber-like trickle of groundwater" to "trembling body gradually growing", and finally "channel-forming water" in the direct contrast between ugliness and beauty. Deep understanding.
Of course we can read this article as a general philosophical prose, but we might as well pay attention to a metaphor in the article: "Overwork has deformed me, just like a deformed worker's arm." Therefore, we can also regard this article as the author's praise of the workers' spirit. Mistral comes from a poor mountain village and has deep feelings for workers. She directly expressed her praise for workers in the poem "Worker's Hands":
Thick hands,
covered with wrinkles and scales,
Black as dung,
Like a burnt salamander,
But how beautiful it is
Easily lifted
Tired when put down.
…
The world looks down upon it,
Only the magical earth praises it.
It is both like a hammer and a shovel,
Its soul is extremely extraordinary...
From these poems, it is not difficult to read the connection between Similar sentiments to "Rose Roots".
(Liu Xiaohua)