? Thoughts on reading Xu Zhimo's prose
? This essay, such as the title, only writes "The Talons of Paris". "Paris" is a charming word in itself. It is
? Thoughts on reading Xu Zhimo's prose
? This essay, such as the title, only writes "The Talons of Paris". "Paris" is a charming word in itself. It is a city that can be called the nanny of modern human art, and great artists from generation to generation will never walk on the broad stage of Paris. Countless touching deeds and eternal beauty are solidified in every brick and tile of the Louvre and reflected in the gentle waves of the Seine. No city blends life and art so perfectly as Paris. Life is art, and art is life. No city has drawn this shore so close to the other like Paris. Reality is ideal, and ideal is reality. As an artist, Xu Zhimo came to the art capital he missed, just like a wanderer looking for a loving mother. You can imagine how he felt at that time. At the beginning of the article, the author directly expressed his feelings with his unique passionate style, "Hey, Paris! People who have been to Paris will never want heaven again; Those who have tasted Paris, to be honest, do not even want to go to hell. The whole Paris is like a mattress of wild duck down, which makes you feel like Shu Tai all over, and your hard bones are smoked and crisp. "
? The author expressed his thoughts directly, but inadvertently, he was creating an atmosphere. This kind of atmosphere makes you unable to restrain yourself from visiting Paris with the author and listening to the author ramble about his impression of Paris. Paris, as enchanting as heaven depicted in the works, is not only bright, smiling and cheerful, but also gloomy, melancholy and sad. However, the subtlety of this article lies in that the author, with his keen observation, reveals the uniqueness of Parisians: despite frustration, they still have hope for life; Although I hate it, I don't hide my sincere friendship. Poverty and poverty don't hinder my obsession with art; Sincere but not snobbish, free and easy but not obscene, this is the harmony in Paris disharmony and the unity in variegated colors. The temptation of Paris is in Paris, and the beauty is in Paris.
? After talking about Paris in an impressive way, the author slowly zoomed in like a camera and told the story of two Parisians. A beautiful and clever girl was arranged by her father to marry an English gentleman at the age of seventeen, but there was no real love between them and there was no happiness in their married life. Four years later, the girl divorced and returned to Paris. Soon, she fell madly in love with a Filipino teenager who came to Paris to study, abandoned everything and followed this man to the East. Who knows that the man's family can't tolerate her, and the man soon lost her, so she had to make a living as a nanny. Soon, a telegram from her father's death brought her back to Paris.
? After returning to Paris, her father died, and the heavy blow left a deep wound on the girl's mind. The girl expressed her mood at this time. "What interest do I have in this world from now on?" I am just a physical ghost, a moving corpse; My heart is long dead, and there will be no more waves. "However, what died was only the pain of the past, not the girl's heart. The girl "comes to this restaurant involuntarily every night, just like a dead ghost can't forget her hometown." "She can't forget the short but unforgettable time she spent in this hotel with her lover. Here, full of tenderness, she fell madly in love with an oriental who was neither noble nor rich. Love in Secret Talk, Dance, Dream, Too Deep and Too Real ...
? It is happy and beautiful to enjoy love, but isn't it happy and beautiful to recall past love? It is not only beautiful, but also lofty to be able to ponder over those unforgettable past events after repeated setbacks. Under the girl's "log-shaped, heart-like ashes" appearance, what we see is a fresh, warm and gentle heart. This is the sincerity of Parisians, and it is also free and easy for Parisians. Interestingly, in this girl, readers can see the author's own strong projection. The girl tearfully tells Xu Zhimo's heart song: "I will visit my only soul mate in the vast sea of people;" I am lucky to get it; No, my life, that's it. "
? "I am willing to go out into the world and fight as hard as I can." "Go to the ideal heaven-love, happiness and freedom." Xu Zhimo regards love as life. "It's disgusting to lose your life and realize this death in love. Isn't the death of this love center five hundred cycles? " The difference is that the girl's love is a tragedy, and the author finally gets love. The second part tells the life story of a Paris painter. The painter lives in a small and dark attic, and the room is a "garbage nest". The author listed the furnishings in the room like a list. "A narrow bed will prick your head when you sit up. There are everything on the table: rotten socks, dirty handkerchiefs, broken thermos bottles, broken pens, broken teeth combs, suspicious small paper boxes, broken wooden boxes that can be used as dressing tables and bookcases, rotten apples and broken bananas ... The reason why the author took the trouble to introduce all these things one by one is mainly to pave the way for the following, set off the beauty of the human body, and turn this garbage nest into a magnificent art hall with golden walls. With the artist's own treasure-rare art treasures, the author has developed rich associations and imaginations: "A pimple on the wall, a protrusion on the wall, a mold block and a nail scar have all become Goro's paintings. "Broken ties, handkerchiefs and rotten banana socks on the table have all become shepherds wearing big wide-brimmed straw hats, dozing against trees, drinking water with cows in the stream, staring at the sky with their heads flat on the grass, and the women who came in squinted and played the flute according to their accents-instead of a group of women, they were all young, with bare chests and loose hair, naked. Thanks to the beautiful flash, the small and dim attic has become an idyllic attraction.
? From painting to model, the model leads the painter to describe the beauty of human nature in detail. "The beauty of the human body is the same. Some beauty lies in the chest, some in the waist, some in the bottom, some in the hair, some in the hand, and some in the ankle. The incomprehensible bones, muscles and textures meet to form different lines, color changes, skin concentration, capillary distribution, natural posture, and unstoppable expression. " The painter's relish makes readers, like the author, have to marvel at how discordant everything in this attic is. Simple studios and beautiful models, the embarrassment of life, and the high dance of the painter's heart seem to be "absurd, gorgeous and sweet dreams", but they are indeed the reality in front of us. Looking for ideals in reality and dreams in life is a realm of life, which is beauty and art. From here, we also see the sincerity and freedom of Parisians.
? This article is about the world-famous "Lincoln Law" in Paris. Instead of writing about the magnificent Louvre, the spectacular Arc de Triomphe and the charming Seine River, the author turned his attention to the bottom of society and wrote about the desolate and desolate mind and the dark and ugly studio. It seems that the author deliberately set up disharmony, but from this apparent disharmony, meticulous readers can appreciate the charm of Paris and can't help but admire the author's ingenious ideas. Parisians are sincere and free, so are the author and his prose.
? Fireworks are brilliant, not because they have a lot of life, but because they retain eternity at the moment when they emit a flame.
? Thoughts on reading Xu Zhimo's prose
? Speaking of Mr. Shima, I can't help feeling sorry for him. He is an influential writer and a person who loves life. Long-term poetry creation began at 192 1, and some poems read later also came from this period. Influenced by English aestheticists, they think that art is supreme. I have written many excellent works, which are deeply loved by readers.
? Xu Zhimo's prose collection is a carefully selected prose work, which certainly brings me indispensable joy. Every chapter I read will be deeply immersed in it, and then develop fun in my spare time.
? Among them, the most impressive is the essay "Essays on Europe", which is full of humor, philosophy and flexible language. Let readers immerse themselves in it and experience the emotions.
? Tolstoy's views on books and people express his outlook on life. For Shakespeare's reply, let readers know his polite and gentle side.
? Unfortunately, things will happen after all, because he was killed in an air crash on the way from Nanjing to Peiping and bid farewell to his brilliant life. Although death is glorious, there is no doubt that it is used on such poets. His death is a great loss in the history of literature, and a life still in its prime has come to an end.
? But his life is wonderful. In terms of prose, the dialogue with Tagore is quite good. It is an achievement to have such contact with such an Indian poet and to travel around Asia with him. And influenced Xu Zhimo's goodwill towards the Indian Ocean.
? Mr. Zhimo, a tourist, wrote many touching essays, including descriptions of the environment and things, as well as descriptions of the feelings between people.
? In my opinion, what he wrote is the normal feeling of being touched, but he will use the most accurate and wonderful language to describe it and have a profound experience.
? How happy I would be if the last collection of Xu Zhimo's essays in the world were in my hand. ...
? Thoughts on reading Xu Zhimo's prose
? "I walked quietly, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. " I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud. "
? No more Cambridge, no more ambition. The familiar style is still unforgettable.
? Xu Zhimo is a talented poet. Although he himself said, "Before I was twenty-four, poetry, old or new, had nothing to do with me." But once he picked up the pen, his masterpiece appeared like a flash flood. As a representative of Crescent Poets, Xu Zhimo's poems are fresh in language, novel in metaphor, rich in imagination, beautiful in artistic conception, elegant in thought, changeable, full of romanticism and aestheticism. His poems are a colorful world, and his complex thoughts are also reflected in this world. His poems are about love, life, scenery and human suffering.
? Here is a quote from Xu Zhimo's poem: "But some people, such as myself, have a hobby of falling leaves. The color is bright at first, but it changes after a long time, unless you keep it well. So my words, that is, my thoughts, are as useless as fallen leaves, and sometimes there are only a few traces of life. " With the reflection on my way of thinking, my thinking is not perfect, and sometimes it is just a redundancy. It looks gorgeous, but it can't stand scrutiny. It seems profound, but it can't be passed on to future generations. It is also a kind of helplessness! Helpless for yourself!
? "The greatest mission of mankind is to make wings; The greatest success is flying! The ultimate ideal, endless imagination, from man to god! Poetry is born on the wing; Philosophy hovers in the air. Flying: above everything, covering everything, sweeping everything, breathing everything. " He can see the importance of ideals, the greatness of poetry and the beauty of philosophy. He can also wake people up with his pen instead of always paying attention to material things. The beauty of the soul is also very important. Poetry, which can bring you spiritual enjoyment, is indispensable
? There are fewer and fewer poems nowadays, and fewer and fewer people read them. Indeed, poetry can't bring people wealth. Maybe you think it's just a waste of time. But you don't understand the meaning of poetry. That kind of true description of the soul, in front of the poet, you can see your own voice, maybe you have been hiding it, feelings you have never found.
? "You really go, tomorrow? Then I, then I ...
? You don't have to worry, sooner or later; If you are willing to remember me, remember me, or forget that there is me in this world before it is too late, so as not to think of time and space as just a dream and an illusion; "Maybe you don't have the sentimental feelings of Tzu Chi, but you also have your feelings. Blinded by the secular world, open your eyes and look at the world of poetry. Poetry is not a task, a poet is not a profession, it is an awakening of self. Poetry is nothing. As long as we have that yearning heart, let us carefully read the complete works of Xu Zhimo's poems and find ourselves with unprecedented feelings.