1. Looking for good sentences and paragraphs from Ba Jin's "Cold Night"
Classic sentences: The novel uses "Xuan"'s mouth to repeatedly say, "What wrong things have I done? I A good and peaceful man! Why should I accept this punishment?" "Xuan" finally shouted silently, "Where can he find justice? He cannot cry out his grief and indignation, he must die in silence."
This is how the novel describes Xuan's death at the end. "When he finally died, his eyes were half-open, rolled up, and his mouth was open, as if he was still asking for justice.
This was at eight o'clock in the evening, with gongs and drums in the streets. People were celebrating the victory and burning dragon lanterns with fireworks. However, "Xuan" did not enjoy the joy of victory after all.
This kind of description exaggerates the tragedy of the character. When describing the ambivalence of "Shu Sheng", Shu Sheng thought, "She (mother) can bear it. She seems to be content with this kind of life. Why can't I? Why do I always feel uncomfortable?" Satisfied? Why can't I sacrifice myself? "Should I spend my whole life arguing and suffering like this? Should I just die like this?" ? "But when there was a way to choose, "Shu Sheng" was both excited and painful, and she also felt confused. She seemed to be standing at a crossroads, unable to make up her mind where to go. She repeatedly said, I won’t leave, but if I want to leave, everyone will leave together. "
Although her decision did not bring her happiness. But her mother's words were always so harsh. "As long as you (Xuan) are willing to promise me, as long as you don't see that woman (Shu Sheng) anymore, what will happen to me? I can endure hardships, and I can get through any day! "What exactly has this life brought me?" Do I get any satisfaction? "She couldn't find a clear answer. After struggling for a long time, she found a way out, "No! No matter spiritually or materially, I have not been satisfied at all." "Life is just consumed bit by bit.
"Shu Sheng"'s patience has reached its highest limit. She didn't commit a crime, so why should she be punished? Isn't this a prison where life languishes? She should fly, must fly, while she still has wings.
She must save herself first. "Xuan" can't figure it out no matter what, "Why do they always quarrel?" Why can't such a simple family and such a simple relationship have harmonious cooperation? Why must these two women, whom he loved and who loved him, be forever at war with each other as enemies? ?” “As his status became lower and lower, his life became more and more miserable, and his spirit became more and more depressed, he later turned into a timid and fearful little civil servant who bowed his head before others, was cowardly and peaceful, and was willing to be bullied.
', He no longer has conceited words and great ambitions to save people and save the world. He does monotonous and boring work every day, living a poor and painful life, just to live in peace with the world. He was dissatisfied with Director Zhou scolding his colleagues who asked for an increase in salary, and said in his heart, "One cent of your year-end bonus is 20,000 to 300,000 yuan, how do you care about our life and death?" But he even tried to hold back his snorts, fearing that Director Zhou would find out what was in his heart. Unfair.
He said to himself in his heart, "They are really hopeless. They can't even write articles, and I still have to be afraid of them." "How could I become such a person? I can tolerate everything and everyone. Bully me, and think that my life should be wasted by these entangled words. Just for that little money, I actually fell to this point." Such protests and self-blame have been uttered in my heart more than a thousand times. The financial constraints prevented him from buying a birthday cake for his wife, but he had to contribute 1,000 yuan for his director's birthday.
The contradiction between inner injustice and external humiliation intensified his mental pain. Although he was dimly aware that society did not tolerate scholars who had not lost their conscience, so that his "lifelong happiness was given to war, Take away life, those high-sounding words, and the signs posted on the street." She said, "I don't want to hear any more words about the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. I'm afraid I will be old and dead until the Anti-Japanese War is victorious.
Now I no longer have any ideals." In fact, the freedom she pursues is very empty. , In fact, "Apart from the limited enjoyment, what kind of happiness does she have? What kind of freedom has she had? Sometimes she is aware of her shortcomings, and sometimes she feels depressed and empty.
She may think that This is nameless melancholy. She will never think of it, and she will not admit it. This is the depression with no way out and the contradiction that she cannot solve? Her pursuits are just an escape." 2. Ba Jin's Cold Night Recommendations
The protagonists Wang Wenxuan and Zeng Shusheng in "Cold Night (Ba Jin's Novel Classic)" edited by Ba Jin are a couple who graduated from the university education department.
When I was young, I had weaved many beautiful ideals, hoping to use my knowledge and strength to set up a "rural, family-oriented" school and do something useful for the country and the people. But after the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, they fled to Chongqing. Wang Wenxuan worked as a proofreader in a semi-official and semi-commercial book and stationery company, and Zeng Shusheng worked as a "vase" in Dachuan Bank.
In order to reduce her son's living burden, Wang Wenxuan's mother came to take care of the housework. However, Wang's mother had a bad relationship with Zeng Shusheng's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. Wang Wenxuan was caught in the middle and suffered from lung disease. The family's financial situation was very poor. Struggle. Finally, Zeng Shusheng followed the young bank manager to Lanzhou by plane. Wang Wenxuan died of illness amidst the sound of firecrackers celebrating the victory of the Anti-Japanese War. Wang's mother took her grandson Xiaoxuan back to her hometown in Kunming.
Two months later, Zeng Shusheng returned to Chongqing from Lanzhou, but his life had changed and he was very sad. This book also contains articles such as "A Night in Marseille", "The Secret of Robespierre", and "Autumn in Spring". 3. Comments and appreciation of Ba Jin's "Home" and "Cold Night"
Ba Jin and his "Torrent Trilogy" (Home, Spring, Autumn) With the growth and development of the New Literature Movement, More and more writers have formed their own unique ideological and artistic styles, and have made significant contributions in different artistic fields through different creative channels.
Initially, it was the storm of the May Fourth movement that shocked and inspired their minds, and at the same time stimulated their interest in new literature. From the mid-to-late 1920s, they successively devoted themselves to literary work; by the 1930s, they became popular and famous writers.
Their literary opinions and creative practices inherit and carry forward the fighting tradition of the "May Fourth" literary revolution, adhere to the anti-imperialist and anti-feudal democratic political requirements and the reality of calling out the insulted and harmed people. The artistic principles of Marxism have pushed new literary creation to a new level. Among them, three writers, Ba Jin, Lao She and Cao Yu, have made outstanding achievements.
Ba Jin, formerly known as Li Fugan, was born in 19? He was born in Chengdu, Sichuan, into a bureaucratic landlord family. In his youth, he witnessed all kinds of decadent and ugly lives of the powerful forces in the feudal family, the experiences of young people who were oppressed and sacrificed, and the extremely tragic fate of the "subordinates"; this made him He was deeply indignant. Under the impact of the "May 4th" wave, he developed a strong demand for democratic revolution from his initial vague awakening.
These early life and ideological experiences were reflected in his later creations. In 1923, he ran away from his feudal family and went to Shanghai, Nanjing and other places to study.
I went to France in early 1927 and came into contact with various social trends in a broader world. Among them, what attracted him most was the democratic ideal revealed by the French Bourgeois Revolution.
Later, he once said: "We are all the children of the French Revolution" (Note: "Ba Jin's Short Story Collection, Volume 2: The Story of the French Revolution"). He was also inspired by the ideas and actions of some Russian Nihilists.
In his works, you can see the different shades of the influence of these complex ideas. Ba Jin's creative life began in 1927 while traveling in France.
At that time, due to the betrayal of the big bourgeoisie, the first civil revolutionary war suddenly fell from a prosperous situation into an abyss of failure. The revolution reached its lowest ebb.
The news that the US government, despite the protests of world public opinion, executed Fan Zaidi, an anarchist whom Ba Jin regarded as "sir", shocked and saddened him even more. All these gave his initial creations a special uneasy and turbulent atmosphere.
Early works such as "Destruction", "Rebirth", and "Love Trilogy" all describe the activities of a group of intellectual youths in an environment ruled by warlords. The author exposes the cruelty and injustice of feudal warlord rule, creates the characters of Du Daxin, Chen Zhen, Wu Renmin, Li Peizhu and others with great enthusiasm, and praises their spirit of hating the dark reality, pursuing a bright future and having the courage to self-sacrifice.
Such ideological themes are consistent with the anti-imperialist and anti-feudal tasks of the people’s revolution. Therefore, the work once aroused great repercussions among young readers who were not bourgeois at that time, and helped to inspire readers' enthusiasm for changing the old reality; and through the failure and sacrifice of the above-mentioned characters, it also objectively showed the tragedy of personal resistance. .
However, these positive images have shortcomings such as self-proclaimed "savior", isolation from the masses, fanaticism, and extremeness. They are free and loose, affirm personal terror methods such as assassination, and regard sacrifice as their only destiny. Sacred responsibility, which highlighted their weaknesses and mistakes. The author adopts an uncritical attitude towards them in his description. In fact, he praises the fanaticism and extreme democratic and liberal ideas of the petty bourgeoisie.
In "Electricity", the third part of "The Love Trilogy", this tendency is extremely obvious. The work intricately describes the anti-warlord activities of a radical group in a small city from various aspects such as trade unions, women's associations, schools, etc., and focuses on the life, struggle and death of a group of young people within the group.
Although the gloomy atmosphere in it has been reduced compared with the earliest works such as "Destruction", the ideological weaknesses can be seen more concretely from the activities of this revolutionary group that entrusted the author's ideals. and flaws in life. There is no strict organization and discipline here, and there is no strong mass base. There are only some young people who have similar ideas to each other. With their enthusiasm and bravery, they try to immediately open up a situation under the brutal reactionary rule.
The author also adopts a praising attitude towards the kind of pure dedication that is just out of fanaticism and cannot bring tangible benefits to the revolutionary cause. These are some works with mixed flaws. While they mainly encourage readers to fight against the dark reality, they will also have some negative effects.
During the same period when he was writing "The Love Trilogy", Ba Jin lived in a mining area for a short period of time in the winter of 1931. Two years later, he used the obtained materials to write "Sprouting" ("Snow"). Due to the ban, he changed the name twice and published it at his own expense.
The previous novel "Sand Sand" has already written about the suffering of miners; and "Sprouting" further writes about the miners' strong desire to change the status quo and their united struggle. Facing new themes of life, the author was not fully familiar with them for a while, so some of the characters were not realistic enough. However, in these works, the author not only opened up new description fields, but also combined the passion of hating the dark reality with the workers' life. The combination of sincere concerns about the fate of struggle shows content with more practical significance.
This is a development of Ba Jin's creation. His representative work is "The Torrent Trilogy", including "Home" (serialized in "The Times" in 1931, first published in 1933), "Spring" (first published in 1938), "Autumn" "(first edition in 194?) three parts, the content is about the collapse of the feudal patriarchal system and the stirring of the revolutionary trend among the young generation through the decline and division of a big family.
The author exposes feudal forces with great passion, and praises the awakening, resistance and breakup of young intellectuals with such families. The deep feeling of the author who is familiar with the subject matter gives this work a strong appeal.
In terms of anti-feudal enlightenment education for young people, "The Torrent Trilogy", especially "Home", has played a great role. The work is based on the backdrop of the "May Fourth" wave that spread to the isolated hinterland - Chengdu, Sichuan, and truly depicts the decay of the Gao family, a very representative feudal family. 4. I am urgently looking for a review of Ba Jin's "Cold Night" or "Qiyuan"
"Qiyuan" is really a good novel. It is composed of historical fragments recounted by several characters. , each narrative has its own moral judgment. From the author's perspective, it describes the unfilial behavior of the descendants of a wealthy family, and the ancestors died in a different place. He used the actions of a child to describe the infinite efforts of future generations full of love and filial piety. It profoundly exposes the ugly behavior of the rich in society and warns future generations to behave righteously and well. The third young master of the Yang family is undoubtedly the most miserable person in the novel, but after all, there is a son who truly loves him and is willing to break a branch of his favorite camellia for him. After all, on the eve of death, he will not be so desperate for this world and have no cares! The author's attitude towards Yang Laosan's eldest son also makes people feel that he also has his own difficulties. His behavior towards his father is not unkind and cruel, but unbearable helplessness! No matter what, it constantly makes us feel the author's inner thoughts. The most touching and thought-provoking part is undoubtedly the ending, the passing of what should be gone, this is the punishment of fate and the helplessness of fate - Xiaohu and Yang Laosan They all paid the price for their dandyism. This is the punishment of fate. The price of death is disappointing after all. This is the helplessness of fate... But the living must live after all! So the author also explains a truth for us at the end - why can't we make the living happy! Yes, why can't we make the living happy! The changes experienced by the old and new generations of owners and their families in "Open Garden" are quite legendary. The story is full of twists and turns and fascinating, but it uses sad and graceful words and a soothing and comfortable writing style, which has a unique poetic charm. 5. Appreciation of the good words and sentences of Ba Jin (Lamp)
It’s really strange when I stand here and look at it. The mountains have simply changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-mountain. They have become It is very layered, chaotic, majestic and strange.
Looking up, the mountains are the sky, and the sky is also the mountains. There are mountains all around, as if your nose can touch the mountains at any time. I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks.
If you look closely, the giant peaks look like Sun Wukong holding a golden hoop, and the small peaks are like little monkeys grabbing their ears and cheeks. Look, Sun Wukong is leading his children to kill Nantianmen.
Under the pale sky, the mountains are as black as iron, solemn and solemn. The red sun is rising, and the peaks are dark blue.
Immediately afterwards, the mist appeared, and the milky white gauze separated the mountains, leaving only the cyan peaks. It really looked like a landscape painting with refreshing brushwork and dense density. After a while, the fog dissipated again, and the exposed rock walls and cliffs were dyed red by the sun's rays, and gradually turned into a bronze color. They contrasted with the green trees and green fields, making them look particularly magnificent.
Overlapping mountains, not a single village or a rice field can be seen. These mountains are like some drunken old men, leaning against each other, sleeping for tens of millions of years. There are dreams that awaken them, and no one has ever dared to penetrate into their hearts. Even the most adventurous hunter only comes to their feet, chasing the goats, wild boars and birds that run down the mountain, and never climbs its peaks. .
There is nothing more charming than the green hills after the spring rain. The entire hillside is covered with lush green. The mist that has not yet dissipated is like elegant silk, wrapped around its waist in strands. The sunlight touches each leaf. The raindrops turned into colorful pearls.
The sharp-knife-like hill carries a few wisps of milky white fog, and in the mist, a slender line is vaguely visible. This stone wall is pressing upward like a skyscraper, so tall that it looks as if it is about to collapse.
On the top of the mountain, the dense woods are like a huge black blanket buckled on the cliff. Clusters of unknown wild flowers pop out from the black and green cliffs. The rain has changed the mood of the park. Among the clouds and mist in the northwest, there are distant mountains that look like ink paintings, which are praised as "borrowed" in garden architecture.
Innocent, carefree, free, childish and ridiculous, puffed up chest, babbled, giggling, haha, you chased me, the rat scurried away, the chase was fierce, the chicken was in a mess, the chicken was flying, the dog was jumping, the chicken and the dog were restless, thinking that it was holding its breath and screaming. Being sharp, gesticulating, being glib, being coquettish, being good, running around, not wanting to put it down, being dumbfounded, playing, playing, pretending to be deaf, pretending to be dumb, pretending to be nonchalant, being mischievous, being chased around in mud, throwing tantrums, being noisy, dancing with knives, using sticks, and catching turtles in urns, being well-versed, being able to do as one pleases, cheering and jumping. A good saying about playing in the water: I immediately became excited, no matter what, I threw off my shoes, grabbed the life preserver from my mother's hand, and threw myself into the embrace of the sea with my bare feet, cheering. "Plop!" "Plop!" Everyone plunged into the clear river "desperately". Some flopped with their hands and feet in the water, some floated on their stomachs on the water, and some dived to the bottom like loaches.
The river, which was quiet just now, suddenly became noisy: shouts and laughter came and went, the water was stirred, the water was hit, the water splashed, you ran away, I chased, and it became a mess. Good paragraph: We hurriedly stripped off our clothes by the river, jumped into the river, and immediately started fighting in the water, chasing and playing.
You see, we are divided into two teams, one is the "enemy" and the other is the "Red Army". Pairs of small palms poured water on each other, so that everyone's face was covered with crystal water drops.
The water blurred our eyes, so we each stepped aside, wiped it away with our hands, and then "attacked" violently. The entire river immediately became noisy, with shouts and laughter rising one after another, forming a happy symphony.
When we were tired from the water fight, we chased and played in the river. One chased and the other ran, darting back and forth in the water. His little body was as slippery as a loach, and he couldn't catch it no matter what.
The joyful singing and laughter on the river swayed far away from both sides of the river. We little naughty boys would ignore our parents' repeated warnings, come to Xiaoshiwan in small groups, take off our pants, and dive into the water naked.
There are dragonflies, dragonflies, and water fights. They are like little loaches, chasing around in the water, shouting, and playing. It’s really fun. Indescribably comfortable. A few children, with their bare feet, were playing in the water in the heavy rain! The singer was Hong Hong. As she sang, she caught the rain falling from the sky with her hands.
Xiao Yu and Ding Ding, who were following her, stepped on the rain creek on the ground, swinging their arms rhythmically, and raised their heads from time to time, letting the rain wash over them. At this time, I felt itchy in my heart, so I hurriedly threw off my shoes, rolled up my trousers, and rushed out of the room.
As soon as I ran behind Honghong, there was a "plop", and I fell on my back, and splashes of water fell on Honghong. Honghong turned around and said with a "hehehe" smile: "Hit the drowned dog quickly!" After saying that, she paddled the water with her feet and hit me.
I didn’t care to get up, and quickly held up the water with both hands and threw it towards Hong Hong’s face, shouting cheerfully: “Come on! Come on!” Hong Hong couldn’t resist anymore. , yelled "Oh, mom", hurriedly covered his face with his hands, turned his head and backed away. "Reinforcements are coming!" With a cheerful cry, Xiao Yu and Ding Ding launched an attack on me.
I immediately used my hands and feet to throw jets of water at Xiao Yu and Ding Ding. "Hehehehe--!" "Hahaha--!" Our happy laughter echoed in the vast rain curtain.
Others: 1. If the blackboard is the vast sea, then the teacher is the sailor on the sea. The moment the bell rang, you used the faculty whip as an oar to row the textbooks moored in the harbor like a ship.
On the desk, the problems are piled up like a reef. Your gestures are as vivid as a flying bird, waving a graceful arc on the podium - the ship passes... There is no floating in the sky The clouds are like your bright heart, lofty and lofty. 2. Hope stems from disappointment, and perseverance stems from worry. As a poet said: Those who feel hungry must digest well, those who feel urgency must be efficient, and those who feel crisis must make rapid progress.
3. Don’t wander under the trees, don’t meditate in the rain, don’t cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back. As long as you have the courage to face it and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season.
Looking ahead, there is another piece.
6. Two consecutive poems by Ba Jin
Ba Jin’s two poems "Sun", "Moon" 1, "Sun" In pursuit of light and heat, he threw his body towards the light and finally died under the lamp. Or dipped in oil, the moth is worthy of praise.
In the last moment it received light and heat. I miss the ancient Kuafu who chased the shadow of the sun and died of thirst in Yanggu.
In pursuit of light and heat, people are willing to give up their lives. Life is lovely.
But a cold, lonely life is not as good as a vigorous death. Without light and heat, wouldn't this world become a dark and cold world? If I had a pair of wings, I would be willing to be a moth in the world.
I want to fly towards the fiery sun, so that when there is a burst of light in front of my eyes and a burst of heat in my body, I lose consciousness and turn into a puff of smoke and a pinch of ashes. 2. "Moon" Every time I look at the bright moon in the sky, I will think: Is someone also leaning on the railing to look at the moon at this time? The full moon is like a bright mirror, hanging high in the blue sky.
Our faces should all remain in the mirror. There must be someone’s shadow in the mirror. Looking in the mirror on a cold night, I felt a cold light hitting my face.
I feel the same way when facing Liangyue. At sea, in the mountains, in gardens, in the streets, sometimes in the quiet night standing alone on a high terrace in the city, I look at the bright moon, and always feel the cold light and cold air invade my body.
Late at night in winter, standing in the small courtyard and looking at the moonlight on the frosty ground, I felt as if there was thick frost on my clothes. Indeed, the moonlight was very cold.
I know that a dead planet will not emit heat. The light of the moon is the light of death.
But why is there still a legend about Chang'e flying to the moon? Could it be that the beautiful woman who took the elixir of immortality could regenerate this dead planet? Or maybe she saw someone's face in that bright mirror.