"Cultural Journey" is a collection of essays by Mr. Yu Qiuyu. Through the description of the landscape, the author shows readers the fresh and graceful Jiangnan culture as well as the profound and desolate history and culture. The following is a review of the cultural journey provided for everyone. You are welcome to read it.
Thoughts after reading "Cultural Journey": 200 words
After reading the book "Cultural Journey", I felt the deepest: The charm of literati can actually enlarge the world. The corner where light cannot be found has become the hometown in everyone's heart. ?
I think every Chinese will have this feeling. The places they particularly want to visit are always places where ancient scholars and culture have left deep footprints. The author, Mr. Yu Qiuyu, believes: This is caused by the long-standing charm of Chinese history and culture and its long-term influence on me. I cannot get rid of it. ?I think this reason is equally suitable for every Chinese.
Probably, every natural landscape and cultural landscape needs some historical events to enrich it and become a historical monument in the true sense. Only old stones and wooden blocks can deeply affect a generation. Another generation of descendants of Yan and Huang. The role of literati is to realize the long-lasting cultural connotation and human spirit of ancient monuments. Therefore, literati are also elements that enrich the connotation of historical monuments. Without historical events and characters, people will only have simple admiration for any landscape of any significance: "How powerful is nature!" or "How high is the wisdom and technology of the ancients!", but they will never There will be a deeper level of emotion. The higher level of tourism is to understand the spirit of our ancestors and inherit and carry forward the traditional spirit of the Chinese nation for thousands of years.
Reflections after reading "Cultural Journey": 400 words
? The rolling sand mountains under the sunset are unparalleled beauty in the world. Light and shadow are separated by the smoothest and straightest lines.
Farewell under the willow shade of my hometown, the general’s eyes widened with anger, hunting the military flag in the wind. With a burst of smoke and dust, they all drifted away. ?
Ah! It is the rolling scenery in the desert, it is the battlefield in front of Yangguan filled with billowing smoke and dust, one after another, yellowing my flying thoughts, also yellowing My heart is full of passion.
The desert is extremely mysterious and shocking!
It is a historic site and a spirit. That is the spirit of the dignified Chinese people to fight against the Rong and Hu and to recruit troops to guard the borders. That is a kind of courage, that is a kind of loneliness, and that is a kind of magnificence. That is the spirit of the desert. The desert advocates bravery. Only the brave can be respected and only the brave deserve to live here. This is the eternal principle of the desert throughout the ages.
The endless sand dunes actually hide clear and graceful springs.
She was lonely, but she created a world that was not polluted by the outside world and remained as clear as before. Every stone, every green tree, every little fish? They all tell the story of the changing years and the unspeakable loneliness. That old nun's face had rough wrinkles mercilessly carved by time. But it is a spirit, the spirit of Buddha and Brahma intertwined with nature.
The snow is warm and desolate.
Reflections after reading "Cultural Journey": 600 words
After reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles, I felt the deepest and biggest feeling after reading the book "Cultural Journey". After reading this book, many educators also found out the feeling of Xu.
Since 1993, when the author Mr. Yu Qiu resigned from the Shanghai Theater Academy, he has been slowly walking in the corners where Qing history once stood. With his unique insight and perception, he compiled paragraphs of personal insights. Perhaps we do not have the opportunity to experience such an experience, such ascetic nobility, and we are just passing on such a spirit in another special way.
Reading "Cultural Journey" is reading the philosophy of walking. While traveling among the mountains and rivers, you can understand some of the true meaning of life. When we visit a certain place, we always unconsciously recall everything that happened there. Who has walked through the place where we are standing, what kind of historical events have happened, and who built it here. What is the purpose of construction and so on. In such a moment, everything will blend together naturally and chaotically, the vicissitudes of history and life will rise spontaneously, and the spirit and culture contained in historical monuments will be rekindled. , making visitors feel as if they have experienced it themselves. So is our teaching and educating people not like this? In the daily teaching process, we have different interactions with the students. In the communication with them, I feel their desire for knowledge. At this time, as an educator I feel extremely proud of myself as a worker. While we are working silently, I feel extremely gratified to see the students growing up happily and traveling happily in the ocean of knowledge. I feel that our efforts are worth it.
Reading "Cultural Journey" is not to appreciate the landscape, but to review the vicissitudes of history. Sighs and sorrows are also an inspiration to life. Every wandering journey increases our wisdom and cleanses us.
This trek again and again can give us a kind of enlightenment and a kind of spiritual sustenance. The inheritance of culture and the witness of history have left the most authentic portrayal here. With the passage of time, the vicissitudes of history have become increasingly faded in people's memories, gradually fading out of people's circles. Time has worn away the most cherished memories, perhaps only when we are immersed in them. Only then can these be interpreted. In the process of teaching, we will also encounter difficulties of this kind. Teaching is a kind of work that lasts for ten years, and we work tirelessly. We see no shouts, no cheers, and no applause.
Students are the masters and the main body of development. What teachers face is the future of students, not personal immediate honors and interests. They must be based on the growth of students. Therefore, teaching and educating people should not be eager for quick success, but should look at the big picture. Moreover, we cannot be accustomed to looking only at the present and ignoring the future due to the influence of the concept of exam-oriented education for a long time. We must deprive students of their individuality in exchange for the teacher's dignity, sacrifice students' interests, and be overly demanding on students' results in exchange for temporary success. of high scores. The work of teaching is arduous and has a long way to go.
Reading "Cultural Journey" gradually made me understand a lot of things. I think that in addition to gaining rationality and knowledge from reading a book, the greatest enjoyment may be the joy, the joy of thinking and understanding. Reading "Cultural Journey" is not a pleasant thing, because it requires all the heart to comprehend. But as you read, you will gain something. Just like in the teaching process, we can clearly find that students' growth and development have their own stages, and we cannot force consistency, let alone uniformity.
What can really inspire and profoundly influence students is often the details of education. We need to know what students really want, what they want to hear, and what they are interested in, and then guide students to read and realize themselves. Discover students' shining points, give them timely praise, and sincerely appreciate them. In the process of teaching, it is not enough for teachers to have a sense of responsibility. Transforming simple "responsibility" into rich "emotion" is the real key. These are what I thought, thought and felt after reading "Cultural Journey".
800 words after reading "Cultural Journey"
At dusk, all the noisy things returned to calm. In a quiet night, there is nothing better than reading. A solitary lamp, a cup of strong tea, and Yu Qiuyu's collection of travel notes and essays "Cultural Journey" are placed on the table to savor them carefully.
Seeking concentration in silence is the state of reading. The book was opened, and for a moment there was Yu Qiuyu in front of me, who seemed to be drinking tea with me. Gradually, I couldn't help but join the traveling team, and it seemed like there was only one person in the whole trip, and that was me. The sky is vast and everything is so real. Yu Qiuyu is like the shadow of a tour guide, intangible, but everywhere, guiding me, affecting my thoughts, allowing me to truly experience this bitter journey.
I love drinking tea, especially strong tea. The turquoise water exudes a faint fragrance. If you drink it in one gulp, you will definitely complain endlessly. Tea can only be tasted slowly. It may feel bitter when you first enter the mouth, but when you take it in carefully, it feels like a thin stream is flowing through, and a sweet fragrance rises from the belly and goes straight to the forehead. The comfort and comfort can only be experienced by being there. The more you chew, the more flavorful it becomes, and the same goes for reading.
My thoughts seem so pale and feeble here. Like the tide of the Qiantang River, the fine and dense words have a majestic momentum that sweeps everything away. Every jumping character is the most perfect combination, plain and touching.
I walked through Dunhuang and entered the Mogao Grottoes. ?Looking at the Mogao Grottoes, you are not looking at a specimen that has been dead for many years, but at a life that has lived for more than a thousand years. ?Here, I am completely melted by the torrent of history. ?There is no repetition here, true joy never repeats itself. There is no room for stereotypes here, and there is no room for true humanity. There is nothing here, only human life steaming. ?Yes, in the face of this thousand-year accumulation of culture, who am I? In this holy land with many pilgrims, there is a Taoist king. Since then, it has been humiliated, and the Chinese nation has been humiliated, but wasn't it also Wang Taoist priests who made the Mogao Grottoes culture shine? There is so much Chinese culture, but this cultural treasure house has been ignored. How sad!
History never gives status to vassals. ?History never shows mercy to the weak. ?Shanghai people just have a spirit, they want to prove that they are strong. ?The real strong will always occupy a place. ?Isn’t this what the Chinese nation needs?
?Without ruins, there is no yesterday, and without yesterday, there is no today and tomorrow. Ruins are textbooks, allowing us to read geography as history; ruins are a process, and life is about starting from old ruins and heading towards new ruins. Ruins are long chains of evolution. ?A grandmother without wrinkles is terrible, an old man without gray hair is a pity. ?In the collision of hearts and souls, the call for "returning history to reality and life to process" was issued.
Here, beyond the limitations of time and space, it is a difficult journey. It's like traveling in the vast desert. It is a historical wandering, a cultural journey, and acquiescence to the cultural connotation that has been sealed for a long time. Reading it, I was shocked to the soul, baptized to the spirit, and sublimated to the soul.
Life is actually a journey of suffering.
Remarks after reading "The Cultural Journey: 1000 words"
On a rainy night in summer, the hustle and bustle of the world is extinguished for a moment. Under the dim light, I see such nourishing words. , had no choice but to sit silently surrounded by Xiaokai characters. In Ye Yu's poetry, there were ripples in my heart. Touching this yellowed paper gently, I embark on a different kind of journey, with a quiet travel companion like words.
The first article has a straightforward beginning, a simple and orderly description, but without any weak expression. As I approached step by step, the convoys laden with Dunhuang culture left deep ruts, and the beautiful sunset beside the Taoist Tower came into my eyes. In an instant, my originally weak and limp body danced with my soul, and found my unique flavor on the fragrant stage. This is a symphony that I am familiar with, and every string of notes can make me scream. The first stop on this endless journey captured my heart that was about to boil.
Read it slowly as you like, isolating yourself from the hustle and bustle in your ears, leaving behind a piece of pure spiritual land, sipping the sweet spring of culture, and imprinting the memories of your travels. As long as you obey his guidance, your mind will be in order and order; as long as you follow his footsteps, you will see fantastic scenery along the way - the vigorous wintersweet with its curved branches, the ethereal and stunning West Lake, The violent and majestic Lushan Waterfall? Yu Qiuyu despises clichés, and paints a vigorous and vigorous landscape painting with delicate yet majestic brushstrokes, writes a mellow poem, and hums a soft and melodious serenade. The empathetic travel mood, the historical sentiments that touch the heart, and the long ballads are used to compose the throbbing in the heart. This is like a piece of natural jade, showing both flaws and luster. Everything is uncarved and everything returns to its original appearance. I experienced the mythical Dujiangyan created by the wise and foolish Li Bing, the rolling and roaring water of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River; I saw the Mogao Grottoes and Tianyi Pavilion, China's gorgeous cultural treasures; I visited the fresh and graceful Jiangnan small town, exquisite and profound Suzhou gardens.
There are always unreasonable emotions and unreasonable sighs on the silent land.
As I walked and stopped, trudging through the landscape and history, my memories seeped into my writing.
After taking a nap while listening to the songs of flowers, birds, insects and fish, I felt an indescribable melancholy in my heart. Perhaps I also felt the heavy pressure of history and couldn't help but feel some seductive contemplative fragments and the author's own emotions. Whenever I read a thought-provoking sentence, my thoughts wander away inadvertently, my whole body becomes paralyzed, my mind goes blank, and I am unable to read any more. I always have to go from the beginning to the end over and over again, and then continue to let the associations triggered by a certain sentence wander in my nerves. I slowly fell in love with this feeling. This is the charm of long history and culture that influences me and infects me. It seems to be the "bitterness" of the journey, but in fact it is the sweetest and most beautiful enjoyment.
Years ago, my father also embarked on this journey. I wonder how he defined it?
Today, I want to abandon all sorrow and doubt and embark on this journey. Cultural footprints, chasing the endless tide, drifting in the clouds of thought.
Since it is a wandering journey, then every stay will be a new departure.
Word by word is the footprints of travel, with different shades; sentence by sentence is the staggering journey of hundreds of years, winding and long; page by page is like a scoop of sweet spring water, like a bowl of thick of hot tea, and I am a very thirsty traveler. Tasting it slowly, there are always a few words that are worth recalling over and over again, which make my heart stir with emotion and give me an inexplicable love that reaches my heart.
The traces of our predecessors hidden in the mountains and rivers, the legends of the prosperous times spread among thousands of households, have an appearance that we have never understood. After the beautiful scenery he described, his exploration of the nation, history, and life, and his tireless pursuit of the unruly Chinese culture, all moved people's hearts.
There is no need for gorgeous words to highlight the depth of the article. Listening to his eloquent words, you can feel the profound and desolate historical destiny and the deep attachment to the land of China. There is always endless tenderness, there is always majestic momentum, and there is always that immersive charm. Between the words on the four walls, I can feel how the roaring wind moves between my fingers, how the long drizzle brings endless nostalgia to travelers, and how the swirling water sings melodious tunes. Indeed, the words written by Yu Qiuyu can have a bitter aftertaste, understanding after anxiety, relaxation after meditation, and youth after aging.
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