Reading Notes on Zhang Ailing's Prose "The Genius Dream"
Zhang Ailing's essay "The Genius Dream" mainly writes that she is talented in literature and is a genius, but she shows shocking stupidity in life. What impressed me most about the article were three sentences: "I found that I have nothing but the dream of genius - all I have is the eccentric shortcomings of genius" and "I would rather see you die than live and make yourself suffer everywhere." , "Life is a gorgeous robe, covered with lice." Reading these sentences carefully, a lot of things come to mind.
Looking back at myself when I was a child, although I was not a genius, I was still smart and outstanding, and I felt very good about myself and was proud of myself. Before I went to school at that time, my mother taught me a lot of things, and I did a good job.
Every morning, my mother would take me to the creek in front of the village to wash clothes. At that time, the water in the creek was very clear, and there were small fish, shrimps, crabs, various insects and Waterweed. I would point to various things in the water and ask my mother what they were, and my mother would patiently tell me, even though sometimes I couldn’t remember them after asking a dozen times. One time I caught a small crab from the water. I don’t remember how I caught it. I remember my mother told me not to touch its claws. At that time, I was very curious about the way the crab walked and why it foamed. Pao, I asked my mom but she didn't seem to give me an explanation. I sprinkled washing powder on its shell. My mother said I wasted washing powder and said it would kill the crab. I didn't care and continued to play. When I went to see the crabs the next day, the crabs stopped moving. I stared blankly for a while, pouted, picked up the crabs and threw them into the river. I didn't know whether I was angry or regretful at the time. , I just remember my mother smiling proudly next to me.
My mother would teach me how to feed chickens and ducks. The chickens and ducks were the size of fists at that time, and they were all yellow and fluffy. They were so cute. I often caught them and played with them. I liked playing with them. , the chickens and ducks will slowly grow up just like me, I know this. When we feed them, we will first surround them with a small bamboo fence and form a circle. Then I will put them into a small basin filled with water with the help of my mother. Then I will put my mother on the black wooden table in advance. The rice and bran in the trough are stirred together, and when they are ready, they are brought in from the kitchen. I would watch the chickens and ducks pecking and drinking water, and I would say "Quack, quack, the chicken is eating soon" and "Quack quack, the duck is eating soon".
My mother will teach me how to plant rice. Our family has two acres of paddy field. Maybe I didn’t do it voluntarily at the beginning. My mother likes to take me with her when she works, so she can take care of me and work at the same time. I was wearing short sleeves and short crotchless pants, and I went to the fields barefoot. The mud was quite deep for me, and sometimes my feet were stuck in and I couldn't pull them out. My mother would sometimes come over to give me a hand or pick me up and put me on the ridge of the field. , sometimes she ignored me, and I kept moving there, trying to move forward, and would accidentally sit on the mud, splashing mud all over my face. I follow my mother's example and throw the seedlings in the field. She usually doesn't blame me and just asks me to throw the seedlings hard and steadily. Sometimes she stops me when I throw them playfully, and sometimes I drop them one by one. Bend over and insert it. When I get tired, I beg my mother to talk to me, otherwise I will just sit on the mud, and I will pick up the mud and throw it at my mother. Sometimes I talk to myself, who told her to ignore me.
My mother taught me some eating etiquette, and also taught me to pay attention to hygiene. Some of my good habits in life and hygiene have been developed since I was a child, and I am very grateful to my parents. My mother said to say hello loudly when meeting people. One time I asked my uncle Liu how he was doing while he was eating. Uncle Liu praised me as a good boy, said I was smart, and said I wish I were a boy. I was very happy to hear that, and I still imagine that one day I can become a boy. Later, when I had a younger brother, my mother seemed to still lie. I remember that my brother was born in a room on the second floor of our house. The midwife delivered the baby at that time. My mother was on the bed and the midwife was on the other side. I was playing with water in a large iron basin for washing clothes inside the door. There was still water in the water. There are two red eggs. I didn’t seem to hear my mother’s cry at that time, nor did I remember what she looked like at that time, nor did I pay attention to the birth process of my brother. I only remember that after my brother was born, the midwife said that I could eat eggs. I picked up the eggs and ran downstairs to give them to my dad. My dad seemed to be making a fire to cook something, but he didn't want them. I gave it to my grandma. In the small kitchen in front of the hut where I used to sleep with her, I ate the eggs with my grandma. From that day on, I knew I had a younger brother. Later, I asked my mother where my younger brother came from. My mother smiled and said that he was fished out of the river. I asked again why there were children in the river, and my mother said that others put them in the river. I then asked why they put the children in, and my mother said that they put them in because they couldn't afford to raise them or didn't want them. I asked again My mother said maybe that brother belonged to someone else. I asked when I caught my brother, and my mother said it was when I was asleep. I don’t believe it. I know that after a stranger came to my house, I had a brother after eating eggs.
What makes me proud is that I served as class monitor for six years in primary school and won many awards. This is why my parents, relatives, and people in the village praise me and are proud of me.
Childhood is the foundation of life. I am very happy to have a beautiful and interesting childhood.