Appreciation of the original text of Zhu Ziqing's Back Figure
"Back Figure (Collection Edition with Illustrations)" is another collection of Zhu Ziqing's essays. Its biggest feature is naturally the rich text and pictures. The following is an appreciation of the original text I collected about Zhu Ziqing’s back. I hope you will read it carefully!
Original text of the work
My father and I have not seen each other for more than two years. , what I can’t forget the most is his back. That winter, my grandmother died and my father's errand was handed over. It was a day when misfortune never comes singly. I went from Beijing to Xuzhou and planned to go home with my father for the funeral. When I went to Xuzhou to see my father, I saw the mess in the courtyard and thought of my grandmother again, and I couldn't help but shed tears. My father said, "The situation has come to this, so there is no need to be sad. Fortunately, there is always a way out!" He went home and sold the mortgage, and his father repaid the shortfall; he also borrowed money to pay for the funeral. These days, the family situation is very bleak, half because of the funeral and half because of the father's unemployment. After the funeral, my father was going to Nanjing to find a job, and I was going back to Beijing to study, so we went together.
When I arrived in Nanjing, a friend asked me to go sightseeing and stayed for a day. On the second day in the morning, I had to cross the river to Pukou and get on the train in the afternoon to go north. Because my father was busy with work, he had decided not to see me off and asked a familiar waiter from the hotel to accompany me. He repeatedly asked the waiter to be very careful. But he finally felt uneasy, fearing that the waiter might be inappropriate; then he hesitated for a while. In fact, I was already twenty years old at that time and had already been to Beijing two or three times, so it wasn't that important anymore. He hesitated for a while and finally decided to send me there himself. I tried to persuade him over and over again not to go, but he just said, "It doesn't matter, it's not a good idea for them to go!"
We crossed the river and entered the station. I bought the ticket and he was busy taking care of the luggage. There was too much luggage, so I had to tip the porter to get through. He was busy negotiating the price with them again. I was really too smart at that time, and I always felt that what he said was not very nice and I had to interrupt myself. But he finally agreed on the price and sent me to the car. He picked me a chair by the car door; I spread the purple fur coat he made for me on the seat. He told me to be careful on the road and to be alert at night so as not to catch cold. I also asked the waiter to take good care of me. I secretly laughed at his pedantic; they only know money, and trusting them is just a white care! And for someone as old as me, can’t I still take care of myself? Well, now that I think about it, I was so smart back then!
I said, "Dad, let's go." ?He looked out of the car and said, ?I'm going to buy some oranges. You stay here, don't move around. ?I saw a few sellers waiting for customers outside the fence of the platform over there. When you get to the platform over there, you have to cross the railway, jump down and climb up again. My father is a fat man, so it would be more troublesome to walk there. I was going to go, but he refused, so I had to let him go. I saw him wearing a black cloth cap, a large black cloth mandarin jacket, and a dark blue cloth cotton robe. He staggered to the side of the railway and slowly leaned down. It was not a disaster. But it was not easy for him to cross the railway and climb to the platform over there. He clung to it with both hands and retracted his feet upwards; his fat body leaned slightly to the left, showing an effort. At this time I saw his back, and my tears flowed down quickly. I quickly wiped away my tears. Afraid that he would see it, and also afraid that others would see it. When I looked outside again, he had already hugged the scarlet orange and walked back. When crossing the railway, he first scattered the oranges on the ground, climbed down slowly, then picked up the oranges and walked away. When I got here, I quickly went to help him. He walked with me to the car and put oranges on top of my fur coat. So I puffed away the dirt on my clothes, feeling very relaxed. After a while, he said, "I'm leaving. I'll send you a letter over there!" I watched him walk out. He walked a few steps, turned around, saw me, and said, "Go in, there's no one inside." ?When his back disappeared among the people coming and going, I came in and sat down, and my tears came again.
In recent years, my father and I have been traveling here and there, and the situation at home has deteriorated day by day. He went out to make a living as a young man, supported himself by himself, and did many great things. Unexpectedly, Lao Jing was so depressed! He was so sad that he couldn't help himself. When he is depressed in his heart, he will naturally express it outwardly; trivial matters in his family will often make him angry. He gradually treated me differently than before. But after not seeing each other for the past two years, he finally forgot about my faults and just thought about me and my son. After I came to the north, he wrote a letter to me. He said in the letter: "I am in good health, except for severe pain in my arms, which makes it difficult to lift chopsticks and pens. I will probably die soon." ?As I read this, in the glistening tears, I saw the fat figure again, wearing a green cloth cotton robe and a black cloth mandarin jacket. Alas! I don’t know when I will see him again!
Appreciation of Zhu Ziqing’s “Back View”
Appreciation of “Back View” is a famous piece in the history of modern Chinese prose. I read it when I was in school However, now that I have read it again, I have gained more insights. I cannot help but admire the author's exquisite writing style, and even shed tears for the affection between father and son expressed in the article.
"Back View" was written in October 1925. It is a retrospective lyrical prose. The article is about the winter of 1917, when my grandmother passed away. The author traveled from Beijing to Xuzhou and returned to her hometown with her father for the funeral. After the funeral, her father went to Nanjing to find a job, and the author returned to Beijing to go to school. The father and son said goodbye at Pukou Station.
Regarding "Back View", the author once said: "I wrote "Back View" because of the sentence in my father's letter quoted in the article. When I read my father's letter, I burst into tears. The many good things my father did to me, especially the one described in the back view, are no different when I think about them. My article is just realistic. This passage comprehensively explains the reasons for writing "Back View", the narrative focus and writing style, which is the key to understanding the article.
"Back View", with more than 1,300 words, is short in length, but has a lasting and touching artistic charm. Nowadays, proses are often more than 5,000 words long and vast. It seems that they are not long-form and do not show the author’s level. Some websites and magazines even have ridiculous requirements for prose submissions to be no less than 3,000 words. When the author first entered the literary world, he was tortured and at a loss as to what to do. Now I read "Back View" and feel ashamed!
Now I look at "Back View" from an artistic perspective.
First, the concept is ingenious and novel, and the layout is concise and exquisite. First of all, the author focuses the description on an ordinary and typical detail - the father's back. The author gets straight to the point, "The thing I can't forget the most is his back." The title text focuses the reader's attention on the "back", leaving the first imprint. Next, the author narrates his grandmother's funeral, his father's unemployment and shortfall, and the reasons for the father and son's journey together from far to near in a clear-cut and layered manner. It explains the background of the matter like a narration in a drama. The concise narrative creates a strong sense of emotion. The sad atmosphere provides an emotional foundation for the following description of the farewell scene between father and son. The article mentions "back view" four times, but the ink is not evenly applied, but with appropriate shades and a combination of virtuality and reality. It starts with "back view" and a few questions. The second time is the back view of my father when he bought oranges for me. This time the author used a heavier pen, being specific and detailed, with some fiction in reality. The third time was the moment when the father left the station. With just a faint and false sentence, "his back blended into the people coming and going", the sadness and sorrow of the father and son who could not bear to be separated were activated. The fourth time is at the end. The author quotes a letter from his father, expressing his father's desolate, helpless and dejected state of mind in his later years. He seems to see his father's "back" in his tearful eyes. This is an illusion, but also a reality. It elevates the emotions of the whole story to the extreme, but also breaks the emotional embankment at once. The imaginary writing of "back view" here echoes the text of the title "back view" at the beginning, making the structure of the work exquisite and perfect. Secondly, when quoting his father's letter, the author does not put it at the beginning to evoke memories, but at the end to sublimate the theme. It is truly unique and ingenious, embodying the author's layout skills of "Tao to Simplicity" and "Elephant Invisible"!
Secondly, the use of line drawing technique is concise and powerful, showing the father's complex heart from the outside to the inside. world. The author did not describe his father's back statically, but used line drawing to create a three-dimensional description in a clear and layered manner. The author first describes his father's appearance: fat body, bloated clothes, and staggering around, showing the father's grief of losing his mother, fatigue of unemployment, and affection for his son, which increases the thickness of the "back". Then, without blinking, I saw a series of actions by my father. The father staggered to the edge of the railway, leaned down, crossed the railway, climbed onto the platform, held on to the platform with both hands, retracted his feet, and slightly leaned to the left in a series of complex movements. , the back view here only leaves the most typical shot, which depicts the affectionate narration of the father who still insists on buying oranges for his son despite knowing that he has difficulty moving, and also expresses the changes in "my" heart, and even more It arouses the readers' emotional cries.
Third, the language is simple and concise. The words used in "Back View" are simple, concise and colloquial. The whole article is realistic, but detailed and brief, and the words are as precious as gold. When writing about his father's unemployment, he uses the words "errands have been handed over" and "unemployment" to express it, which not only takes care of his father's face appropriately, but also describes the helplessness of life. Friends met for a trip, but because they were in a bad mood, they stayed for a day. He decided not to send me off, so he warned the waiter again and again, very carefully, but in the end he was not at ease. The two seemingly repetitive sentences: "Hesitated for a while" are also trying to write that my father was busy with work, but he was afraid that the familiar waiter would not send him off properly, expressing his father's complicated mood at this moment. The father is busy taking care of the luggage, and is busy negotiating the price. The two of them are busy together, which shows that the father is meticulous about everything and his heart is entirely focused on his son. My father sent me to the car, gave me instructions, and also gave instructions to the waiter. It seemed like he was talking a lot, but it reflected my father's meticulous concern for me. There are only six sentences in the whole text of my father's words, but they are short and sentimental, fully expressing the theme.
Fourth, narrative and lyricism are organically combined. The author's longing and gratitude for his father are expressed through narration throughout the text. In the article, he blames himself twice: "I was really too smart back then", "I was really too smart back then", using his own childishness to contrast his father's. great. ?Who knew that Lao Jing was so depressed!? Hey! I don’t know when I can see him again!? It not only expresses the pity and nostalgia for his father, but also reflects the author’s strong dissatisfaction with the bad social status quo!
Let’s look at expressing emotions.
When I was young, I thought I had grown up and could not understand the difficulties of life, so I felt that I was great.
I felt that my father's speech was not very beautiful, and his view of things was not as profound as my own. I secretly laughed at my father's pedanticness. I shed tears, but I quickly wiped them away, fearing that my father would see it, and most importantly, I would also fear that others would see it. All these phenomena have also appeared in the author's body, so when I re-read "Background", I can't help but marvel at the author's profound grasp of human nature. The author does not use exaggerated language to write about how his father cares about him and how he loves himself, nor does he write lengthy articles about his gratitude and longing for his father. The text is extremely frugal, but the author writes the true feelings with true feelings, the real feelings with practical things, and the structure is reasonable. The in-depth reading arouses the readers' screams. If you are under a certain age and lack life experience, your understanding of what your elders do is far from enough.
Love comes from the heart, and only with the same frequency can we feel the same. When I read "Back View" again in middle age, the author couldn't help but burst into tears!
In short, "Back View" is the "first-class love literature in the world", and it is worthy of our continuous reading. Chew, the most beautiful prose of continuous learning! ;