How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first business must attract a well-dressed person, and it must not be a woman. It is best to pull to the front door, followed by Dongan market. Yes, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot sesame seed cake with fried mutton. After eating, if there is a good deal, Dora one or two; If not, take a bus; Today is my birthday!
Since having this car, his life has become more and more exciting. No matter whether it is a monthly payment or a scattered seat, he doesn't have to worry about the "car share" every day, and how much money he pulls is his own. If you are comfortable, you will be more friendly to people and your business will be more satisfactory. After pulling for half a year, his hope is even greater: at this rate, after working for two years, at most, he can buy another car, one car, two cars … and start a factory!
Appreciation: Xiangzi sacrificed a lot to buy a car. It took him three years to buy it. Of course, he is very excited. His mood can be seen from his words, actions and thoughts. As for "the day when Xiangzi bought a car was also his birthday", although it was just a coincidence, we can see that God was secretly helping Xiangzi. After reading this passage, everyone will be happy for Xiangzi's success and celebrate for him. This is the charm of Lao She's "people's artist" language.
(1) There are many foreign rickshaw pullers' schools in Beiping: they are young and strong, quick-footed, pay attention to renting beautiful cars, pull all the time, and have the freedom to drive and collect cars at any time; Pull the car out and put it at a fixed "car door" or door, waiting for the owner of the express train; If you do it well, you may get one and two pieces at once; As it happens, I may have wasted a day and didn't even land the "car share", but I don't care.
(2) These people sold their lives in the most prosperous period, but now they are dripping with the blood and sweat of Wowotou on the road. Without strength, experience and friends, even among peers, you can't get a good spirit. They pull the worst car, and the belt may deflate many times a day; You have to ask for forgiveness while pulling people, although fifteen big coppers is a very sweet deal.
This is by no means an easy task. One year, two years, at least three or four years; One drop of sweat, two drops of sweat, I don't know how many drops of sweat to earn that car. The car was earned by gnashing your teeth in the wind and rain, and it was earned by hard work in rice and tea. That car is the total achievement and reward of all his struggles and hardships, just like the badge of a battle-hardened soldier.
He has no appearance, what makes him lovely is the spirit on his face. The head is not very big, round eyes, fleshy nose, two short and thick eyebrows, and the head has been shaved. There is no excess meat on the cheeks, but the neck is almost as thick as the head; The face is always red, especially bright is a big scar between the cheekbone and the right ear-I slept under a tree when I was a child and was bitten by a donkey.
(5) The kingfisher arrow generally grazed the water surface, and all the small fish and big fish disappeared, leaving only the duckweed on the water surface. Xiangzi stared at these, as if he saw them, but as if he didn't see them. He inadvertently picked up a small stone and threw it into the water, splashing some water and scattering many duckweeds. He was so frightened that he dared not stand up again.
(6) Dizziness, wet and sad body, itching, sore feet and dry mouth. He can think of nothing but self-pity. However, he can't even think about his own affairs. His head is so empty and bloated, as if he just remembered himself and then forgot himself, just like a candle that is about to go out, even he can't illuminate himself.
(7) There is some red in the gray sky, and the trees on the ground and in the distance are obviously darkened; Red gradually merged with gray, some places became gray purple, some places were particularly red, and the sky was mostly grape gray. After staying for a period of time, red appears bright golden yellow, and all colors have some light; Suddenly, everything was clear. Then, the morning glow in the east turned crimson, and the sky above appeared blue.
She wore a light green silk jacket on her upper body and blue crepe trousers on her lower body, with fat legs. Under the light of the electric light, the green coat shines with some soft and slightly sad mercerization, because it is short, revealing a little white waistband, making the green more obvious and plain. The fat black trousers below were slightly moved by the breeze, like some gloomy air, trying to get rid of the thief's bright light and connect with the night.
(9) Going down to the pool, hot water burns the whole body a little bit. He closes his eyes and seems to be emitting some accumulated filth. He hardly dared to touch himself, his heart was empty and his head was dripping with sweat. He didn't get up lazily until he was a little short of breath, and his whole body was red, like a newborn baby.
(10) She has taken off her red coat and put on her usual cotton trousers and cotton-padded jacket, but she is wearing a small red velvet flower with a small gold paper ingot on it. Xiangzi gave her a look. She doesn't look like a bride. Her every move is like a daughter-in-law for many years, quick and sophisticated, with a little self-satisfaction. 1 winds bend the trees on the roadside, tear up the cloth of the shopkeeper, open the newspaper form on the wall, cover the sun, sing, shout, roar and reverberate; Suddenly relaxed, like a frightened elf, tearing the sky and the ground; Suddenly panic, chaos in all directions, like a demon who doesn't know what to do, decided to run into it; Suddenly sweeping, unexpectedly attacking everything on the ground, twisting branches, blowing off roof tiles and breaking wires; But Xiangzi was there watching; He just came out of the wind, and the wind didn't do anything to him!
Let's go, even if we can't sell camels for a while, it doesn't seem to matter; Let's go to the city first. He is eager to see the city again. Although there are no parents, relatives or any property, it is his home after all. The whole city is his home. Once there, he will find a way.
He doesn't want to go, see or accompany her; He really wants to jump, lower his head, break the ice, sink, and freeze in the ice like a dead fish.
Embarrassment gradually turned into embarrassment, and his fire came up; They stared at him, and he stared at them.
At that time, he was full of hope; Now, my stomach is full of worries.
1. At the end of the first chapter: Xiangzi's hand is shaking even more. He picked up the insurance policy and pulled up the car, almost crying. Pull to a secluded place, study your car carefully and try to see your face on the paint board! The more you look at it, the cuter it is. Even if it doesn't meet your ideal, you can forgive it, because it is already your own car. Seeing that the car seemed to have a rest, he sat on the new cushion of the water dustpan and looked at the shiny brass horn on the handlebar. It suddenly occurred to him that he was twenty-two years old this year. Because his parents died early, he forgot when his birthday was. He hasn't celebrated his birthday since he came to town. Well, I bought a new car today, even on my birthday. It is easy to remember that people own cars. Besides, I made the car by myself, so nothing can't be counted together.
How to live this "double life"? Xiangzi had an idea: the first business must attract a well-dressed person, and it must not be a woman. It is best to pull to the front door, followed by Dongan market. Yes, he should have a meal at the best food stall, such as hot sesame seed cake with fried mutton. After eating, if there is a good deal, Dora one or two; If not, take a bus; Today is my birthday!
Since having this car, his life has become more and more exciting. No matter whether it is a monthly payment or a scattered seat, he doesn't have to worry about the "car share" every day, and how much money he pulls is his own. If you are comfortable, you will be more friendly to people and your business will be more satisfactory. After pulling for half a year, his hope is even greater: at this rate, after working for two years, at most, he can buy another car, one car, two cars … and start a factory!
Appreciation: Xiangzi sacrificed a lot to buy a car. It took him three years to buy it. Of course, he is very excited. His mood can be seen from his words, actions and thoughts. As for "the day when Xiangzi bought a car was also his birthday", although it was just a coincidence, we can see that God was secretly helping Xiangzi. After reading this passage, everyone will be happy for Xiangzi's success and celebrate for him. This is the language charm of Lao She as a "people's artist" 1. That car is the total achievement and reward of all his struggles and hardships, just like the badge of a battle-hardened soldier.
They can't run by themselves, because their legs and feet are too heavy to hold money.
Hope makes him happy, and fear makes him depressed. He wants to sleep, but he can't. His limbs were scattered on some hay. There was no noise, only the stars in the sky accompanied his heartbeat.
It's late at night, fatigue for many days, and fear of running away make him physically and mentally uncomfortable.
The night is still dark, and there is still some wet and cold fog in the air, which makes my heart more desolate.
6. I don't know if I'm moving forward or have stopped. I just feel waves in my heart, like a fluctuating black ocean. Darkness is connected with my heart, everything is dim, everything is ups and downs, and everything is in a trance. Xiangzi seemed to be choked by a gust of wind and swallowed several mouthfuls.
That car is really cute. After driving for half a year, it seems that there are feelings everywhere. As soon as Xiangzi twisted his waist, squatted his leg, or kept his back, he closed it immediately, giving Xiangzi the most satisfactory help. There is nothing awkward between him and it. When he reached a flat place with few people, Xiangzi could hold the handle with one hand, and the slightly loud leather wheel urged him to run like a strong wind, fast and steady. When he arrived, Xiangzi's clothes and trousers were all sweaty, as if they had just been fished out of a basin. He feels tired, but he is happy and proud, a kind of fatigue, like riding a famous horse for dozens of miles.
He has no appearance, what makes him lovely is the spirit on his face. The head is not very big, round eyes, fleshy nose, two short and thick eyebrows, and the head has been shaved. There is no excess meat on the cheeks, but the neck is similar to the head. ) thick; My face is always red.
Gonta was so soft that even the handlebars moved slightly; The trunk is so bright, the cushion is so white and the horn is so loud.
Decent, strong, dreamy, selfish, personal, strong, great, Xiangzi, I don't know how many funerals he sent with others; I don't know when and where he will bury himself, this degenerate, selfish, unfortunate and socially ill child, the last ghost of individualism!
A Chang, the Xi poem of Chao Hua, and excerpts from Shan Hai Jing
But when I mourn the hidden mouse and avenge it, I am eager to draw the mountain and sea classics. This desire was aroused by a distant great-uncle. He is a fat and kind old man who likes to plant some flowers and trees, such as Zhu Lan, Jasmine and Ma Yinghua, which is extremely rare and is said to have been brought back from the north. On the other hand, his wife is confused about everything. She once put a bamboo pole to dry clothes on a branch in Cynthia, and the branch broke, even cursing angrily: "Dead body!" " The old man is a lonely man. Because there is no one to talk to, he loves to associate with children. Sometimes he simply calls us "children". In the house where we live together, only he has many books, which is very special. Of course, there are also art and poetry. But I only read Lu Ji's Poems of Shi Mao, Plants, Birds, Animals, Insects, Fish and Sparse, and many books with various names in his study. My favorite at that time was "Flower Mirror", with many pictures on it. He told me that there used to be a painting of Shan Hai Jing. It was a beast with a face, a hydra, a three-legged bird, a man with wings, a monster without a head, two breasts and eyes ... but I don't know where it is now.
Although it is not a good thing to talk about people behind their backs, if I have to tell the truth, I can only say: I really don't admire her. What I hate most is that I often like to make a careful observation and whisper to people. Hold up your second finger, shake it up and down in the air, or light your opponent or nose. There was a little trouble at home, and somehow I always suspected that it was related to this "careful observation" that I was not allowed to walk, pull weeds and turn over rocks, so I was naughty and wanted to tell my mother. In summer, when she was sleeping, she put her feet and hands over and put a word "big" in the middle of the bed, so that I had no place to turn over and slept on the mat in the corner for a long time. It was already so hot. Push her, don't move; I'm calling her, but I don't smell it. Appreciate:
After reading Lu Xun's "Morning Flowers Pick Up in the Evening", I appreciate the innocent feelings between the lines from time to time, and can't help but see the fascinating natural picture scroll.
I read Lu Xun's essays about childhood memories, just as I read the childlike interest of loving nature and yearning for freedom from Mr. Lu Xun's heart. I seem to have seen Lu Xun when he was young. While adults were not looking, he got into the herb garden. He picked wild flowers and fruits with insects. In San Tan Yin Yue, despite the strict instruction of Mr. Shou, he still can't stand the childishness in the students' hearts.
All the feelings are so naive and unforgettable, and learning has aroused my inner * * * *, which is why I like it so much, especially when the author looks at the world from the perspective of a child, which makes people feel very kind and full of passion.
My home belongs to the suburbs, and there is a large field nearby. When I was a child, I always went there to enjoy the warm sunshine and breeze in autumn and pick all the rape flowers there. I was intoxicated by the embrace of nature. My partner and I are working hard for our future and studying hard. Therefore, we can't indulge in the innocence of childhood, without kindness, freedom and love for nature.
Childhood has drifted away, leaving only those trivial memories. It is better to read "Flowers in the Morning" carefully, and experience the childhood dreams of different times and the wonderful childhood of Lu Xun at that time. 2. From Baicaoyuan to Sanyan Yinyue (excerpt), needless to say, green vegetable fields, smooth stone well fences, tall acacia and purple mulberry trees; Needless to say, cicadas are singing in the leaves, fat wasps are squatting on cauliflower, and the swift call to the son of heaven (lark) suddenly rushes to the sky from the grass. Just around the short mud wall, it has unlimited interest. Oil flies sing here and crickets play the piano here. Turning over broken bricks, sometimes I meet centipedes; There is also Mylabris. If you press your finger on its spine, it will clap its hands and spray a puff of smoke from behind. The vines of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb and Manglietia are intertwined. Manglietia has the fruit of Alternanthera philoxeroides, and Polygonum multiflorum has swollen roots. Some people say that the roots of Polygonum multiflorum Thunb are human-shaped, and they can become immortals after eating them. So I often pull them up, and I have been pulling them up constantly, and I have broken the mud wall, but I have never seen one of them like a person. If you are not afraid of thorns, you can also pick raspberries, which are like balls made of small coral beads. They are sour and sweet, and their color and taste are far better than those of mulberries.
You can't go to the grass because it is said that there is a big red snake in this garden.
My eldest mother once told me a story: once upon a time, there was a scholar who lived in an ancient temple. He worked hard. In the evening, when he was enjoying the cool in the yard, he suddenly heard someone calling him. I promised, but looking around, I saw a beautiful face on the wall, smiled at him and disappeared. He is very happy; But the old monk who came to talk at night saw through the mechanism. Saying that there is something evil on his face, he must have met a "beautiful snake"; This is a monster with a head and a snake body. It can call people by name. If it agrees, it will come to eat this man's meat at night. Naturally, he was scared to death, but the old monk said it was all right and gave him a small box, saying that as long as he put it on the pillow, he could lie on it. Although he still does this, he always can't sleep-of course not. In the middle of the night, sure enough, sasha vujacic! It sounds like the wind and rain outside the door. When he was shaking into a ball, he heard a clear voice. A golden light flew out of the pillow, and there was no sound outside. The golden light also flew back and was collected in the box. What happened afterwards? Later, the old monk said, this is a flying centipede. It can suck away the snake's brain, and the beautiful snake is killed by it.
The last lesson is: so if a strange voice calls your name, you must not promise him.
From Baicaoyuan to Santan Yinyue (appreciation) is like a beautiful prose poem. The text is concise and beautiful, almost all of them are line drawings, but the expression is realistic and the image is flying. The line drawing is vivid, first of all, it is accurate, and the vegetable field is green and moist, so it is "green"; Shi Jinglan is naturally "smooth" because many young people climb it. The trunk of Gleditsia sinensis is thick and numerous, so it is better to decorate it with "height"; Mulberry is ripe, so it is "purple"; Oil flies sound like "crooning" and crickets sound sonorous, so they sound like "playing the piano"; The raspberry fruit is small and delicate, so it is "like a ball made of small coral beads". These are all forms of objects and images in one word. The author links the images with freehand brushwork, and conveys the charm of the Herbal Garden with a simple and energetic style, thus achieving what the ancients called "light ink is enough to convey the spirit". The narrator is even more concise, using only a few hundred words to outline the process of sweeping snow, moving food, supporting screens, pulling wires and catching birds vividly. The story of the beautiful snake, full of beauty, demon consciousness, panic, loss and twists and turns, only took more than 200 words to make it clear. Sometimes, the author uses parallelism to express the inner feelings of the characters. For example, when describing reading in class, he used four lines of "Younian", which were extracted from ancient books and were boring in theory, but once they were arranged and combined, they turned decay into magic and became vivid images, showing the swaying and buzzing reading scene in the study. There is cleverness in clumsiness and cleverness in simplicity, all of which indicate that the author's language skills have reached a very high artistic level. 3. "Father's Disease" (excerpt) Any national player can come back to life. We often see such a flat head when we walk past the doctor's door. Now it's time to give in. Even the doctor himself said, "Western medicine is good at surgery and Chinese medicine is good at internal medicine." But there was no western medicine in S City at that time, and no one thought there was so-called western medicine in the world, so anyway, it could only be arranged by disciples of Xuanyuan Qibo. Xuanyuan is a witch doctor, so until now, his disciples are still ghosts. They think that "the tongue is the spiritual seedling of the heart." This is the "fate" of China people, and even famous doctors can't be cured.
I refuse to put a panacea on my tongue. I can't think of "injustice" Naturally, what's the use of eating "drum pills" for more than 100 days? Still unable to break the edema, my father finally lay in bed panting. Please pay a visit to Mr. Chen Lianhe. This time it's Teba, and the ocean is ten yuan. He still wrote a prescription calmly, but he stopped using the pill of drumming skin, and the drug introduction was not very magical, so he poured it down after decocting for a long time, but he came back from the quarrel.
From then on, I no longer deal with Mr. Chen Lianhe, but in the street, I sometimes see him flying around in the fast sedan chair of three bearers. I heard that he is still healthy, practicing medicine, doing Chinese medicine periodicals, and competing with western medicine who is only good at surgery.
There is indeed a little difference between Chinese and western thoughts. It is said that China's dutiful son, as soon as he was about to "delay his parents' sin", bought a few kilograms of ginseng and poured it in the soup, hoping that his parents could catch more weather, even for half a day. One of my doctors taught me a doctor's position: cure what can be cured, and die without pain if it can't be cured. -but this gentleman is naturally a western doctor.
Father gasped for half a day, and even I heard it with difficulty, but no one could help him. I sometimes think like a flash of lightning: "Let's finish breathing quickly …" I immediately feel that this idea should not be, that is, I have committed a crime; But at the same time, I think this idea is really reasonable. I love my father very much. Even now, I still think so.
"Father's Disease" (Appreciation) recalls the scene that my father's illness was delayed in treatment when I was a child, describes the attitudes, styles and prescriptions of several "famous doctors" in medical practice, and reveals the essence of these people's ignorance, mystifying, extortion and disregard for human life. Describing Lu Xun's childhood in his hometown shows the human feelings and social features at that time, which is a valuable chapter in understanding young Lu Xun.
I read in "Flowers in the Morning" that young Lu Xun had an ulterior ambition. "Father's Disease" wrote that after his father died because of a quack's ignorance, Lu Xun resolutely went to a strange place to study in order to avoid boring rumors and for his mother's sake. When I was studying in Japan, in order to save the country and survive, I resolutely declined Mr. Fujino's efforts to retain, gave up my major and devoted myself to the difficult literary movement. Although all this is only an understatement in the article, the invisible patriotic enthusiasm hidden between the lines has ignited every reader's heart, which is a feeling that many writers can't find in their works. No wonder some Japanese scholars say, "Even if there are a thousand Kawabata Yasunari in Japan, it can't compare with China, because there is a Lu Xun in China."
The density of life experience and the scattered atmosphere of the times have created the thoughts of different people in different times. Too many images of "fighters" make people feel Lu Xun's "coldness" too much, just like the most common bust of him. When we forget Lu Xun's aura, or forget Lu Xun, we will find a "cold" Lu Xun when we carefully read Flowers in the Morning. So as to discover a pure land in Lu Xun's heart. It is in this pure land that Lu Xun exudes many flashes of human nature, which makes his articles full of warmth. 4. Twenty-four filial piety pictures (excerpts) always look for the darkest mantra from top to bottom, and curse all those who oppose and hinder the vernacular first. Even if a person really has a soul after death, he should go to hell because of this worst heart, and he will never repent. He must first curse all those who oppose and hinder the vernacular.
Since the so-called "literary revolution", children's books have been compared with Europe, America and Japan. Although poor, there is still a picture to say in the end. As long as they can read on, they can understand. But a group of people with ulterior motives tried their best to stop it and make the children's world no fun. Beijing now often uses the word "carelessness" to intimidate children. In other words, as recorded in Shuowen, it was Ma Shumou who talked with Emperor Yang Di and steamed the child to death. If it's written correctly, it must be "hemp beard" Therefore, Ma Shumou will be in the semi-finals this time. But no matter who he is, his consumption of children is still limited, but for life. The pernicious influence of those who hinder the vernacular is not only a scourge, but also very extensive and lasting, which can turn all China into a beard and all children will die in his stomach.
Anyone who tries to kill the vernacular should perish!
These words, gentlemen naturally have to cover their ears, because as the saying goes, "jump up and swear, and still refuse to give up." Moreover, the scribes must also scold, thinking that this is a big violation of "style", that is, a big loss of "personality." Isn't it "the voice of the speaker" "Wen" and "people" are of course related. Although the world is strange, there are some special races among professors who "don't respect" the author's personality and can't "say his novels are good". But I don't care about this, because fortunately I didn't climb the "ivory tower", so I don't need to be careful. If you accidentally hit it, you will fall immediately. However, in the middle of autumn, before reaching the ground, I have to say it again:-
Anyone who tries to kill the vernacular should perish!
"Twenty-four Filial Piety Pictures" (Appreciation) Why did Mr. Xun say that after someone told the twenty-four stories in "Twenty-four Filial Piety Pictures" in childhood, "I realized that filial piety was so difficult, and I was completely desperate for my previous wishful thinking and plans to be a filial son." Because some stories in Twenty-four Filial Pieties are really absurd. For example, The Taste of Worrying Manure said: "The Southern Qi Dynasty took Qian Lou as the order of Liling. Less than ten days after arriving in the county seat, I suddenly broke out in a sweat, that is, I abandoned my official position and returned home. My father was ill for two days. The doctor said,' If you want to know the drama, you might as well try bitter excrement.' Qian Lou tasted the sweetness and was very worried. In the evening, Vicky asked Beichen about his father's death. "In medicine, I have only heard that there is a kind of feces to see the condition, and I have never heard of feces. The father was seriously ill, and the son tasted feces. Is it to provide doctors with prescription basis? Father is seriously ill, what's the use of son worshiping Beidou? Lu Xun believes that some of the twenty-four filial piety are eager to learn, and some are really difficult or impossible to learn.
"an upright man is open and poised Ice" borrows the story of "lying on the ice for carp". Jin Shu? 6? Wang Xiangchuan (1) said that his stepmother "always wanted to eat raw fish, but the fish was cold and frozen. When Xiang undresses, she will cut the ice and ask for it. The ice suddenly untied itself and the double carp jumped out and came back. " "The general jumped out of the car and threw rice" borrowed the legend of "Lutz threw rice". The surname Zhong is a student. When serving his parents, he only eats poor food and carries rice for his parents hundreds of miles away. "Mr. Lu Xun has said in his last article that" Lutz negative rice "is not difficult to learn, while" fishing for carp on the ice "is a bit dangerous. It satirizes the social situation during the rule of the Kuomintang reactionaries, saying that "it is common to organize telegrams and telegrams", but it is rare to see those "gentlemen" and "generals" doing such good things as "lying on the ice for carp" and "offering rice" for the people.