After carefully reading a masterpiece, what insights do you have? You can’t just read it, write a review after reading it. But what are the requirements for reading the review? Below are my carefully compiled thoughts on reading "Song of the Young Tree" for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. Thoughts on reading "The Song of the Young Little Tree" 1
Reading "The Song of the Young Little Tree", I couldn't help but bury my head in thought.
At first I thought it was a poem, but it turned out to be a story about a small tree.
When I saw a man using sweet talk to buy his sick cow, I got very angry. He is an adult, why would he lie to a child? But then the calf died, and grandpa told the little tree the truth, and I felt relieved.
I saw some words at the back that made me angry. The official document also said that my grandparents kept me here for their own selfish purposes and did not care that I wanted to kill them now. They had no reason to say that. If they had seen the life of Xiaoshu and his grandparents, they would not say this. Instead, the little tree will continue to live here.
I have finished reading half of it. When I read the previous nine articles, I had many feelings. I read the same book every time.
When the little tree was about to leave as a child, even nature and animals were reluctant to let the little tree go. Grandpa and grandma were reluctant to let Xiao Shuer go, but they had no choice. At that time, I also cried, and I couldn’t bear to let Little Shuer go. However, Xiao Shuer still left.
As I read and read, I cried when the pastor was beating the little tree with a stick. I admired his strength but also felt sorry for him. I don't understand what mistake Xiaoshu made, but I can't do this. I always thought that the orphanage should be gentle to the orphans, but it turned out like this. How I wished the little tree could leave here, but it turned out that it was true, the little tree left, and the stone in my heart fell.
When I read it to the end, my eyes were red and I cried because it was so touching.
I think everyone should read this book, it will teach us a lot. Thoughts after reading "Song of the Young Tree" 2
Love is everywhere, it fills every corner of the world; love is within reach, lingering around you; love is simple Shan, as long as you know how to give...
I read "Song of the Young Tree" over and over again, my tears flowed freely drop by drop, and my heart was moved again and again...
p>The protagonist Xiaoshu is an Indian boy. His parents died when he was 5 years old. He lived with his grandparents in the mountains for a year. During this year, various interesting, mysterious and thrilling stories happened. A 1,000-word essay on reading "Song of the Young Tree". Xiaoshu learned how to make whiskey from his grandfather, led hunting dogs to fight with foxes, learned how to respond tactfully when encountering bad guys, the dangers when encountering poisonous snakes...to the loss of hunting dogs, the sadness when grandpa died, and the pain after grandma left... …the sadness of losing your last friend, the melancholic boy.
In Xiaoshu’s impression, grandparents are amiable people. After Xiaoshu’s parents died, they took good care of Xiaoshu. They went to Xiaoshu to memorize one word a week. too much. But often let Xiaoshu get close to nature and let him observe the fun of hunting dogs chasing Shlick. Tell him which plants can be made into which medicines, and which plants can be eaten. Grandpa also taught him how to make whiskey and told him to protect the distillery. Xiaoshu also fought with the bad guys and protected the distillery, but the puppy Ringer unfortunately died. In the embrace of nature, Xiao Shu deeply felt the love of his grandparents for him, the harmony in the valley, and the feelings between people and animals. After reading "The Song of Young Little Tree", I felt the composition 1000 words". Xiaoshu also likes his grandparents very much. He believes that it was his grandparents who gave him warmth when Xiaoshu was the saddest, it was his grandparents who gave him parental affection, and it was his grandparents who taught him the principles of life...
After reading this book Reading the book, I fell into deep thought. "As long as everyone gives a little love, the world will become a beautiful world." This sentence is so well sung. Isn't there a deep and invisible feeling between us and our families? Family affection? Sometimes a single action can express your inner feelings: handing your father a cup of tea, rubbing your mother's back or rubbing her shoulders. Say "Thank you for your hard work" to your brother, help your sister pick up study materials... On the street, give a warmer smile to the person who gives you a smile; say "Thank you" to the person who accidentally steps on your foot. It doesn't matter...
I remember that I went to the extracurricular interest reporter class, and the reporter class organized interviews in orphanages. I stepped into the orphanage with curiosity. When I saw these cute and pitiful children, not only did I not help them, I was also afraid of them, thinking that they would do something unusual. I didn't dare to come into contact with them, but when I saw a cartilage child, I "ran away in panic" because at the time I thought those children were extremely scary. Looking back now, it's really ridiculous!
"Song of the Young Tree" is the guiding light on my way forward. It teaches me that I should give more warmth to the world, so that love will fill the world and the world will be harmonious...
< p>Let us play the movement of love and harmony, and let love fill every corner of the world.Let us write a chapter of love and harmony! Thoughts after reading "Song of the Young Tree" 3
"There are two kinds of souls in the human body. One is about the body, which enables people to survive and reproduce, and the other has nothing to do with the body and is "About the soul."
The protagonist in the book is a six-year-old boy. After his parents died, his uncles came to fight for the family property. He watched how the relatives discussed the distribution of his family property, but they did not Discuss where "he" should go. He walked towards his grandfather, who also liked him very much and adopted him. And told him the name of a little Indian boy: Xiao Shuer.
He followed his grandparents back to the mountains, and learned from his grandfather how to sing side by side with the frogs; how to dig traps to catch some pheasants, because he knew: "We can only hunt the weak ones among them in moderation. To give stronger pheasants a chance to reproduce, even the eagle Taikan knows this. Why don’t the white hunters know this?” He and his grandmother learned how to distinguish the medicinal materials used in the mountains to make delicious ones, although he didn’t know how to make them delicious. Likes the bitter taste; how to share his happiness with others, because he knows: "When you find something interesting, you should share it with others, so that you can have more happiness. Grandpa and I are willing to Share your happiness." So he spent the whole afternoon catching musk bugs by the stream, a kind of bug with a very bad smell. After finally catching a small bag, he immediately gave it to his grandma to share the wonderful smell. They have a group of excellent hounds, with Melancholy Boy and Xiaohong being the best, and Xiaoshuer spending several happy years.
Small Shuer, like all Indian children, is closely connected with nature, and the Chala people don’t mind nature playing with their children. He learned many past stories from his grandfather, and learned that his tall grandfather was once a little boy like him. When I was a child, my grandfather witnessed the aspirations of a poor peasant family for the land in front of their house. There was no donkey, so he "became" a donkey himself. A one-legged old man, a one-eyed man "became" a donkey, and his two daughters, who were as thin as weak chickens, supported the plow. They imagined that next year the apples would rot to the ground and the corn would be eaten by birds. All expectations were seen by the passing white troops. They thought the land was good, so they put up a sign stating that the land belonged to them. It was only a few acres of land! The old man vented his dissatisfaction to the army like crazy. The soldiers snickered, and a small bullet took away their lives and captured their expectations. The "Trail of Tears" was also forced out by the army. The Indians sang sacred songs to praise the soul along the way. The men carried their long-dead wives on their backs, and the little boy who was less than nine years old carried his younger sister on his back. But no one cried, only the tears of the white people occupying their territory on the roadside.
I have different feelings every time I read the ending of Losing. Grandpa left first and was waiting for them "on the road". Grandma, dressed for church, lay peacefully in her rocking chair and chased Grandpa. The dogs also died one after another. Little Shuer decided to go to the "motherland" to find a place to live. There was a horse farm, and the melancholy boy also went there. He used his last bit of strength to lick his uncle, facing the east, and quietly chased his grandparents. The little tree then went to the motherland. The first time I read this, I cried. I felt sorry for Xiao Shuer, felt sad for his grandparents, and felt sorry for his friends in the fourth district. The second time I read the end, I still couldn't help but feel emotional. My grandparents who taught him many philosophies about life also taught me a lot. Especially when grandma said that there are two kinds of souls in the human body, she agreed very much. When people When a person only thinks about how to make profits from his compatriots, his spiritual soul will shrink while his physical soul will expand, and in the end he will become a human being.
In the past, the white people’s treatment of the Indians was really unbearable. They robbed the fertile land and generously let the Indians take over their barren land. The white people did not allow the Indians to make whiskey, so the tax on the wine was ridiculously higher than the price of the wine. If there was more peace in the world, if white people and Indians lived in harmony, what would the little tree's sanitary ware be like? Will he not be forced into an orphanage? Wouldn't grandpa fall down into a small stream and get the root cause of his illness? Will you be happier? Everything is unknown, just as the little tree's grandma said when she was sad about the dead tree in winter: "This is the baptism given to them by nature. When nature uproots the dead tree, it will become stronger and more vital!" "After going through these things, little Shu'er may finally become a little eagle as grandpa hopes.
This is a book worth recalling, and the little tree is lovable. If the world had more peace and more love, the world would be even worse. Thoughts after reading "The Song of the Young Little Tree" 4
Today, my father brought back a copy of "The Song of the Young Little Tree". At first I was not interested in it, but just out of curiosity, I tried to read it. Unexpectedly, I became more and more fascinated as I read it, and finally I finished it in one go.
The protagonist Xiaoshu’s parents died when he was 5 years old, and he lives with his grandparents in the beautiful Chalaq Mountains in the eastern United States. Many interesting and mysterious stories happened here, and Xiaoshu also learned a lot during this year: skills, language, and many philosophies.
After reading this book, I was deeply immersed in the plot of the book and couldn't extricate myself. When Xiaoshu is sad, I cry with him; when Xiaoshu is happy, I can't help but laugh.
When I saw those so-called "law enforcement officers" fabricating a bunch of reasons that were contrary to the facts in order to throw the little tree into the orphanage, I gritted my teeth with hatred and wanted to beat up those pretentious people; when I saw When Xiaoshu was picked up from the orphanage by his grandfather, I started to cheer again, as if it was not Xiaoshu but me who was picked up; when I saw Xiaoshu and the others living in harmony with the creatures in the forest, they only did so under forced circumstances. When I went hunting and did not regard hunting as a pleasure like those "well-dressed" gentlemen, I felt the harmony between man and nature again.
“When you discover something beautiful, the first thing to do is to share it with anyone you meet, so that beautiful things can spread freely in the world. "Grandma Xiaoshu's words made me feel a lot. share? What is sharing? Nowadays, more and more people think of “being on guard against others”. There is a good book, but you are afraid that people will not return it; you get happiness, but you hide it for fear of others knowing; you reap the fruits of hard work, but you still think, "You didn't do any work at all, and now you come here to eat ready-made." ideas and refuse to share them with friends... From this point of view, we are worse than the Indians of the 18th century.
“Don’t regard hunting as fun” is another style of Xiaoshu’s family. They are kind to the small animals in the forest and follow all ecological rules. They do not kill eagles because they hunt quail, nor do they "work" for owls because voles destroy crops. Even when he had to catch turkeys in order to survive, he couldn't bear to take away all the prey. Instead, he only kept three to satisfy his hunger and let all the others go. Nowadays, many people regard raising small animals as a kind of fun. They were very excited when they first bought them, but soon they became indifferent to them. Some even refused to feed them, leaving them to fend for themselves. Starved to death. This is very different from Xiaoshu and the others' behavior of "living in peace with everything". In comparison, are we more cruel? Do we need to learn more from Xiaoshu’s family?
Learn to share, because that is the source of all happiness; learn to be kind, because that is the basis for the harmonious coexistence between man and nature! Thoughts after reading "Song of the Young Tree" 5
Books are like patches of green forest, greening the entire earth and our hearts; books are like rays of golden sunshine, melting the cold earth , also melted our hearts; books are like elegant songs, singing the songs of our souls.
A book called "The Song of the Young Tree" accompanied me like a friend, and I spent every happy summer. It made me understand the beautiful songs in nature, and made me Learn to listen to the soul song of nature.
This book was obtained during the "Summer Parent-child" reading activity. Every story and every plot in the book made me fascinated by life in the mountains and forests. Everyone must want to come and listen! This is the growth experience of a young man. The book writes about a young man named Xiaoshu who lost his dearest parents when he was a child. He had no choice but to depend on his grandfather and grandmother, who were over 60 years old. Under the care and guidance of his grandparents, he learned to make wine, fish, plant crops, and harvest food... More importantly, he learned to communicate with animals and the soul of nature. Living in harmony with the world, and getting to know thousands of animals under the guidance of my grandpa! After reading this book, I deeply felt that we should compare our hearts with each other, between humans and animals, and even more between humans and nature. Only in this way can we achieve "everyone for one" ", I am for everyone" can make the whole world full of care, warmth, and beauty; only then can human beings in the whole world be united and friendly, and live a harmonious, happy, and fulfilling life. Let us walk into the sea of ??books together and listen to each other’s soul songs. Reading "Song of the Young Tree" has benefited me a lot and gained me a lot.
Books are like drops of raindrops, watering the seedlings and making us thrive; books are like streams, happily flowing to the sea, allowing us to swim happily in the sea of ??books; , like blossoming snowflakes, flying in the ice sky, let us all fly in the fragrance of books. Let us listen to the soul song of nature together! Thoughts after reading "The Song of Young Little Tree" 6
Little Tree is a little boy in the mountains of the eastern United States. He lives with his grandparents and several dogs. In the remote and pure mountains and forests, I learned to make wine, fish, plant crops, harvest food, and learn knowledge... More importantly, I learned to live independently and live in harmony with people and natural creatures.
The University of New Mexico Press is able to publish Mr. Forrest Carter's book "Song of Young Little Tree" because he is practicing the teachings given to him by his grandparents and turning this wonderful book into reality. Sharing his works with all readers, this book was originally titled "Grandpa and Me".
Anyone who has read this book will never forget the year, month, day, and place they bought it, and why they bought it. Because it's so impressive. Whether I saw it on the shelf of a chain bookstore, learned about it from the introduction of the TV program "Book of the Week", ordered it when passing by the post office, or discovered it at the counter selling cultural relics commemorating the original place of residence, I will I remember the moment I opened this book.
"Song of Young Little Tree" is the story of a young boy who lived with his grandparents in the Chalach Mountains of the eastern United States when he was a child: It was only a year after Little Tree's father died, and his mother followed him. Passed away. Xiaoshu was only five years old at that time. From that time on, he lived with his grandparents. They also have two dogs named Maud and another named Ringo.
Xiaoshu’s grandfather wore a big black hat and a black suit. He was a tall man, six feet four inches tall, and the way he dressed made him stand out among his relatives.
I remember what was written in the book: Xiaoshu, my grandparents and everyone walked down the hillside and walked along the road through the town. When they arrived in town, their formation was still intact, with Grandpa leading the way on the sidewalk until they reached the back of the station. When dusk began to cover the earth, grandma finally found the long-awaited bus. We waited until everyone was in the car before we started moving. The car drove slowly, and it was already late at night when we arrived at our destination.
Since arriving at the destination-the cabin. Their story has just begun. Grandma would also tell Xiao Shuer many things. She told Xiao Shuer how the government troops came to the land near the hut. They described the scene of the Chara people cultivating this fertile valley, and the coming of spring, when the seeds of life were sown into the ground; when the male deer and the female deer and the rooster and the hen happily joined in the creation of life, Chara Several people danced as if to choose a mate.
She told the little tree how the village held a harvest festival to celebrate when the frost ripened the pumpkins, dyed the persimmons red, and strengthened the grains. How the villagers carry out hunting in winter, and their persistence in abiding by the rules of nature...
Xiaoshu's grandparents used the value and significance of life behavior education to let Xiaoshu understand many principles of life. . Thoughts after reading "The Song of the Young Tree" 7
"I dreamed of climbing to the top, but when I encountered ups and downs and setbacks on the "journey" forward, I reluctantly obeyed the fate and chose to give up. Have you ever thought that you have tried your best? "Where should I go?" - Title
One of my books is called "The Song of Young Little Tree", which is written by A book compiled by Forrest Carter, a writer of American Indian descent. He mainly describes a little boy, Xiaoshu. The protagonist Xiaoshu is an Indian boy. Both his parents died when he was 5 years old, so he follows Grandparents life. It focuses on various interesting, mysterious and thrilling stories that happened during the year when Xiaoshu and his grandparents lived in the Chalach Mountains in the eastern United States.
What makes me like this book deeply is a line in more than one hundred and seventy thousand words: "When admitting defeat, it is best to first make sure whether you have tried your best." This sentence may be I responded to what was said in the introduction: ""Song of the Young Tree" is full of delicate thoughts and intriguing truths. It tells the story of the human soul. It truly reveals the deepest meaning of the soul!" A brief sentence The words contain extraordinary philosophy. After reading this line of text, I faced this statement with the truest heart, and a picture immediately emerged in my mind. At this time, every bit of other life is just a black and white photo, a black and white photo that I want to throw away, no need to recall , let alone let it turn into an hourglass-like memory in your mind.
The clear picture in my mind: I remember it was during a math simulation test. I didn’t know how big the world was, but I took the test paper confidently, and one point, two points, three points... passed by. There were only fifteen minutes before the end of the paper, and I only had one question left to answer. At this moment, I secretly rejoiced: Fifteen minutes is enough for me to do one question, and maybe there is still time left to play. I could only hear the ticking of the clock in the classroom, and I counted again and again, using one scrap of paper after another, until my hands were numb when I wrote. At this time, I was angry with the test paper: Humph! You said you didn’t go to other schools, but you came to our school to let us do it. I’ve seen things that are difficult, but I’ve never seen them as difficult as yours. snort! Not anymore! I just waited for time to pass by and let Father Time float in front of me. I always ignored the "dilemma" and "Father Time"; I just waited for the bell to ring and to collect the test papers. Finally, I got my wish, and the bell finally rang. The results that time were not very satisfactory, because the score on the last question was higher, so they were all deducted. When the teacher explained the question, I suddenly felt that the question was not that difficult, but why...! Thinking about it now, and then thinking about the sentence "When admitting defeat, it is best to first make sure whether you have tried your best." It made me find the reasons for my previous failures and do self-examination, because I did not try my best to solve the problem. , I really hope that time can go back to that moment like an hourglass. I will never bow to the test paper, let alone admit defeat to it. I will definitely try my best to get the "golden key" to unlock the answer to the difficult problem.
In nature, there are plants that are stronger than humans and do not admit defeat when doing things. They are the pine trees growing in the rocks.
Despite the "harsh" environment where it grew, the pine tree did not succumb to the rocks. It also thought about giving up, but it knew that it had not tried its best. It worked hard one day, two days, three days until it exhausted all its strength and broke through. Overcoming the obstacles of rocks, I saw the rainbow that cleared up after the rain, the stars in the Milky Way at night, and the human beings living on the earth...
Trying your best to do things and not admit defeat may be the way Xiaoshu treats others. , which is also a unique quality possessed by small trees!
In real life, some people are convinced when they lose, while some people regret it very much when they lose. As the saying goes, "When admitting defeat, it is best to first make sure whether you have tried your best." "This sentence explains that even if you lose, you have to be convinced. When you try your best to do something, even if you lose, you will not complain at all, because "knowing is knowing, not knowing is not knowing" I really don't understand. On the contrary: If you don't do something with your best, you will judge that you don't understand it. Only later will you realize that you should know it, so you will regret it very much.
We will never admit defeat until the last moment. We have reason to believe that we can do well because we work hard! We will never admit defeat or bow down, because if we try our best, difficulties will be nothing! There is nothing you can't do, only things you don't want to do!
How great it would be if strong qualities could be turned into the afterglow of the sun in the past, so that everything on earth can feel the huge power of being strong!
If the Chinese people do not give up easily, and make sure that they have the quality to try their best when admitting defeat, then we descendants of Yan and Huang will be the most powerful, and we will create a sky of our own. !
Are you sure you want to admit defeat? When admitting defeat, it is best to first make sure you have tried your best. If you try your best, we can do countless things in life! Believe in yourself and don't give in to failure easily.