Thoughts on Reading Listening to the Wind

Savoring a famous book carefully, I believe everyone has accumulated their own reading comprehension. You can't just watch. Write a review. But what are the requirements for reading? The following are my comments on Listening to the Wind (Selected 12), hoping to help you.

In the preface of 1, after reading Listening to the Wind, I said that this book is not from Japan, and I haven't seen many works by Japanese writers, so I can't make such an evaluation on it. But I have dabbled in Japanese expressions in TV dramas and movies. Indeed, this book doesn't want to speak Japanese. The author himself said that this book was written once before, but because he was not satisfied with the plot and description method, he had to tear it down and start over. The second time I wrote it, I began to try to write it in English and then translate it into Japanese. This unexpected discovery is very convenient.

The preface of this article is very long. This is the first time for me to read it, especially for the jargon of other writers' views on this book, which is difficult for ordinary people to understand. Read the article again, you will be suddenly enlightened, and you will be more admired if you read it again.

After reading the whole article, the most prominent feeling is a faint sadness, but it seems unclear where this sadness comes from. There are no sad events, no afterheat to kill people, and no amazing accidents. Everything is unremarkable, but the faint sadness can't be shaken from the readers. Therefore, I reread the preface. The last paragraph of the preface says that the sense of distance or alienation, together with the sense of nothingness, loneliness and sense of humor, constitutes the keynote of Haruki Murakami's works. Look at the content of the article carefully. The owner has not been written about family, lover, pet, and has a sense of distance from everything. Even the good friend "Mouse" and the Chinese bar owner "Jie" only gave us the friendship of a gentleman. We are subconsciously sympathetic and pitying. This kind of emotion of keeping a distance from society or even escaping from society is advocating a kind of freedom and a sense of loneliness arises spontaneously.

It is worth mentioning that in Murakami's works, the description of sex is always focused on purpose. Sex without Love aims to vent the loneliness of the characters through naked sex. The motivation to study for the sake of studying is a complete insult to the work. Just like the scene in the saddest movie "Escape from Las Vegas" I have ever seen, sex has a special expressive force to highlight this sadness and despair.

I am very happy to read "Listening to Yin Feng", a work that can dig deep into human nature.

After reading Listening to the Wind, I like this book very much. Among them, my favorite sentence is: there is no perfect article, just like there is no complete despair.

As a novel literary style, this novel is mainly manifested in its style or language style: concise and lively, straightforward and fast, short rhythm and fast switching. I think this novel is innovative and almost transparent, which can be described as a new generation. I even think that the novelty of his style refers to the novelty of his understanding of the world, not the novelty of his language.

Saiichi Maruya, a judge and literary critic, praised: "In short, the talent is very good, especially the excellent novels have not stagnated and dragged on. Twenty-nine-year-old Haruki Murakami wrote such a work, indicating that today's literary interest has begun to change greatly. "

I think another feature of this novel is the sense of distance. American writer Hasfield said: "There is always an abyss across Chen Zhe between the object we know and the object we actually know. No matter what ruler we use, we can't completely measure its depth."

The sense of distance, nothingness, loneliness and sense of humor constitute the basic mood of Murakami's works.

It is unpredictable, ubiquitous, faint, knocking on the heart, slightly cool and gentle, which seems to gently remind us that we are tired day and night in the journey of life: listening to the wind.

After reading this novel, I realized how talented Murakami is.

Among them, Gu Xingchun, a famous writer, wrote: There are introverted eyes under the cool, clean and brisk feeling, and the protagonist quickly turns these eyes to the outside world, which seems so careless. It is not boring to convey this point, which is extraordinary, but I think it is not only a skill, but also the character emphasized by the author, which is deeply welcomed by me.

This work has been translated into languages of more than 30 countries and regions, which has had a far-reaching influence all over the world.

Thirdly, let me introduce this writer again. Haruki Murakami 1949 1 month 12 was born in Niigata Xijing metropolitan area. Graduated from the literature department of Waseda University. Main works: Norwegian forest dance! Dance! Dance! Firefly and so on.

After reading Listening to the Wind, I got up this morning and finished reading Haruki Murakami's Listening to the Wind in one breath. This is his first work, which happens to be his famous work. This job gradually moved him away from the life of a bar owner and turned to a creative career.

This work mainly tells the time the protagonist spent in his hometown during the holiday. The story has no ups and downs. The characters are nothing more than the hero's best friend Mouse, China bar owner Jay, and a woman whose name is unknown. She has an ambiguous relationship with the author. From the beginning of the novel, they met naked in bed, but until the end of the novel, they never had a one-time relationship. Perhaps this is Murakami's portrayal of love.

One of the biggest characteristics of Murakami's works is to tell the plain life with plain things. What he wrote was not only a story, but also an excavation of people's hearts.

The deeper a writer digs into people's hearts, the more successful he will be. Murakami undoubtedly did this, so his books are also very popular in Japan.

By my side, I have never seen anyone read Haruki Murakami's works, with only two exceptions. I first learned that he was from my cousin, because there was a Kafka by the Sea on her bookshelf, which was the first book I read. And one of my high school classmates. He told me that Kafka by the Sea was something they asked to read in junior high school.

This makes me sad for someone who knows a little about Murakami, because Murakami's works are not written for sex, but sex is definitely an important part of Murakami's works, which also makes his works more thorough and true in excavating human nature.

Generally speaking, every time I finish reading his works, it's like a spiritual journey. At the same time, I feel that Murakami is pursuing something, which is not written in the work. This is exactly how I feel. Maybe Murakami himself doesn't know what he wants. Because we living people have pursuits.

After reading Listening to the Wind, Haruki Murakami wrote Listening to the Wind at the age of 29, which seems to have found an exit from now on. Murakami said that "writing articles is not a means of self-diagnosis, but at best a small attempt at self-healing." I agree that it is this small attempt that Murakami finally found his true self. At the age of 29, I reread the novel, as if I saw a shadow, which caused a noise.

Words are a way of expression, and everyone's expression is different. Murakami discovered and used novels as an expression. As the novel says, I have been autistic for more than ten years since I was a child. After three months of sleepless speeches, I suddenly recovered. Everyone has the most appropriate expression. All we have to do is find and stick to it.

What is youth? Youth is a kind of confusion. All kinds of information in modern society whizzed past our ears, leaving only confusion and loneliness, and we had no choice. It is this era that has chosen us, not that we have chosen this era. We can only face it and be pushed forward by this powerful trend. However, life will go on and people will grow up gradually. When we grow up, we can do what we want.

I like a sentence from Jobs: "Your time is limited, don't live for others. Don't be limited by dogma, don't live in other people's thoughts. Don't let other people's opinions affect your inner voice. The most important thing is to follow your heart and intuition bravely. Only your heart and intuition know what you really think, and everything else is secondary. " Only knowing yourself, discovering yourself and practicing yourself is the most important thing. People should have the courage to face themselves and make up their minds to get rid of their own fork in the road.

At the age of 29, I want to give up everything for my ideal like Murakami, but the fact is that people are always bound, family, society and environment. I also long for religious self-dedication. I envy moths, but I know I am not.

I don't know when I began to understand that I am just an ordinary person, living an ordinary life like most people in the world. What I pursue and what I have sacrificed my blood for will not suffer from the wear and tear of time.

I understand, I'm not Murakami, I'm just me, one of ten thousand people in Qian Qian.

But at least I hope I can stick to my heart like Murakami.

After reading Listening to the Wind, although I haven't read a novel for a long time, listening to the name "Haruki Murakami" can be said to be famous. So when I went to the library again many years later, I borrowed his famous novel Listening to the Wind.

Listening to the Wind was written in the first person. This novel is not very long. Just like a person, while drinking wine and tea, he tells a memory in a less emotional tone.

This is a very common encounter. The girl woke up and was unconscious. The hero sent her back to her residence. Then bring out this little story about getting along. There is no clear story of ups and downs, no unforgettable and vigorous love, only a little feeling, a little feeling, a little understanding of life and the surrounding environment. Or life in that environment is dull and confused. The "I" in the novel meditates on ordinary days and spends extra time in bars. There are no great achievements and no unclear stories. There is only one feeling that runs through it, that is, the interpretation of life, or still confused, or after thinking, the direction and significance are still unclear, but no matter what the process is, everything will fade or even forget in time. As long as life goes on, life will go on. Compared with others, everyone is just a passer-by, and the days we passed together will only leave clear or vague memories in the end.

Or I am used to traditional, delicate and clear stories, and I need to know and get used to novels like Listening to the Wind. After reading Listening to the Wind, what impressed me most was that it was like listening to a heartfelt whisper, which ran through the author's singing.

After reading Listening to the Wind, I first heard that Haruki Murakami heard it from a senior. At that time, I just thought the name sounded old, so I didn't read his works. On the recommendation of my teacher, I decided to read one of his books. I picked a lot, but I don't know which one to read. After careful consideration, I decided to read his masterpiece "Listening to the Wind".

Like other novels, this book is also a love story because love is an eternal topic. Whenever and wherever there is love, we are always digging up something about love. This book tells the story that the hero met a drunk girl while drinking in a bar and had a love story with her. It's not like other happy endings of love stories. Finally, the drunken girl left him, and nothing happened between them from beginning to end. Maybe the author is exploring something about love.

People have studied love and humanity for a long time, but no one can dig out the inner essence of love and humanity, because sometimes people don't even know what they are thinking. We don't know the true meaning of love. In our opinion, people are always hurt in love and grow up in each other's harm. In my opinion, love can really make people grow. Where there is love, there will be harm. There is a saying that "the more we hurt, the more we love". Actually, it's true. Let the world be full of love, and our life will be better.

Perhaps, for love, I don't have any original opinions, only feel that as long as I really pay, I will get the desired results; I don't have any good suggestions for life. I just think it is most important to have a happy heart every day as long as I stick to my true nature!

After reading "Listening to the Wind" 7, the book "Listening to the Wind" is about my high school income, but I haven't read it yet. When I cleaned recently, I found that the bookshelf was covered with dust. I don't remember what my mood was at the beginning, so I chose it, maybe it was a name, maybe it was a binding, maybe it was the first few lines, and my memory, together with the tail of my youth, left and never came back. But it may be a story about youth, but it is not about love and hate, but about life. Living in a young age seems to be different from a long time later.

I'm not sure if people will like such a novel. It is more like a prose with plot, without ups and downs and unexpected rationality. In the story, there are my friend Mouse, a girl I have seen but never seen again, and Na Pianhai who was left to me at last. Everything seems to be carved into film at any time, but it is impossible to sort out the image.

With the author's words, it seems that one picture after another appears in my mind. This is not so much a novel as a movie. There are men and women floating on the sea drinking wine, naked women who have just been drunk, and endless sea and potatoes ... but in fact, Haruki Murakami's words depict not only movie-like pictures, but also pictures about "youth", without long-winded reasoning, words, complaints and stings. But after reading the whole article, I reached a farewell again and again. It's scary, and it's puzzling to get close. In fact, writers manipulate not only words, but also readers' hearts.

After reading "Listening to the Wind", I saw the seal of "37" and couldn't help watching it again with my eyes wide open. Well, it was confirmed 37 times. The number of printing times reflects the popularity of books to some extent.

Listening to the Wind is the first famous work of Haruki Murakami, and it is also a famous work. Its language imitates American writers and has its own style, which is different and unique. Once submitted, it won the "Newcomer Award", which was famous for a while and even more meaningful than its content.

However, the first work usually means "immaturity". The whole work is shrouded in melancholy, and it is very depressing to read. Norway's forests are also faintly melancholy, but they have clear exits, such as "The Expendables" and "The Green Son".

The scenery is described in detail, but it is not as deeply rooted in people's hearts as Norwegian forests, and it seems to lack a spirit. Some of the dialogues in the text are vague, giving people the feeling that they have only said half a sentence. A lot of flashbacks and interludes, jumping back and forth, overlapping, it's a little hard to read. Comparatively speaking, Norwegian forests are better. Reading is like flowing water, and there is no obstacle. The main content is the hero's four emotional experiences and the world-weary life of his friend "Mouse". The story has fewer ups and downs, and Pino is much more prosaic.

Its central idea is about all kinds of people in society, and everyone has his own way of life and survival. As far as the central idea is concerned, it is better to stand out than to promise.

Read "promise" and then read "qi", and "qi" will be dwarfed.

After reading Listening to the Wind, people can hardly communicate and understand each other. Any attempt may be futile and even hurt each other. The wisest thing to do is to keep your distance from each other, not to get too close, and not to impose on others at will. In this sense, distance is understanding, warmth and care.

The problem is that if we can only express our concern in this way of keeping our distance, it can be said that it is a tragedy and contradiction between modern people and modern society.

Distance produces freedom, and freestyle is the most precious.

A sense of distance or alienation, together with nothingness, loneliness and sense of humor, constitutes the keynote of his works. It can't be captured, it is everywhere, it is faint, it knocks on the heart, it is slightly cool, and it is tender. It seems to gently remind us that we are exhausted in the journey of life day and night: listen to the wind …

There is no perfect article, just like there is no complete despair.

Depressed people can only dream depressed dreams. If they are more depressed, they don't even dream.

I prefer gorgeous hypocrisy to barren truth. Everyone has his troubles.

When a dead man dies, he remains young forever. On the contrary, we grow old year after year, month after month and day after day.

There's no need to think about it. It's all over.

There are some things in the world that can't be helped.

No guy has extraordinary self-confidence, everyone is the same, the guy who owns one thing is afraid that once he loses it, the guy who has nothing is afraid that he will have nothing forever, and everyone is the same. Therefore, people who realize this earlier should try to make themselves more or less confident, even if they are pretending. People who have no self-confidence, only those who can pretend to be confident.

Lying is a very annoying activity. It can be said that lying and silence are two popular evils in modern human society. In fact, we often lie and keep silent. However, if we chatter all the year round and all the chatter is true, then the real value will definitely disappear.

Everything will be gone and no one will catch it.

This is our way of life.

When I go back in summer, I often take the road I walked with her, sit on the stone steps of the warehouse and watch the sea alone. I just can't cry when I want to cry, often.

The first time I came into contact with Mr. Haruki Murakami's works was to read his Norwegian Forest. At that time, I didn't know Mr. Haruki Murakami in particular, nor did I read others' comments on his works. Anyway, I picked it up and studied it.

At first, I read Mr. Haruki Murakami's works, and I was a little confused about what Mr. Haruki Murakami expressed. I don't know why I can't describe my inner feelings in words after reading it. Anyway, it is a little involved in an inexplicable emotion, loneliness and helplessness in youth, a little uneasy. Later, I watched Haruki Murakami's Listening to the Wind two years ago, and I still felt the same as watching Norwegian Forest. It's hard to describe the feeling in my heart after reading it in one word. On the whole, I don't like this feeling. I'm probably young, and I'm a little resistant to this loneliness, helplessness, anxiety and seemingly unnecessary nostalgia, but I didn't understand it. I couldn't help reading some book reviews recently.

Listening to the Wind is Mr. Haruki Murakami's first work. Mr. Haruki Murakami's writing style is very unique. Reading other novels, we can clearly see the differences between them. As Mr. Haruki Murakami himself said, "... generally speaking, being clingy makes people feel bad ...", I understand that Mr. Haruki Murakami is not only selective in his writing content, but also likes concise and refreshing language expression. Therefore, the content of Listening to the Wind also gives people a simple and refreshing feeling. The sentence is not long, the dialogue is simple, and the story is not complicated.

But in this concise and refreshing sentence, there are many memories and feelings of Mr. Haruki Murakami about his childhood, and it is these many memories and feelings that make me remember this book.

After reading the last few sections of the book, I felt what I had written before. I thought it was Mr. Haruki Murakami who was so lonely that he missed the past so deeply. The lost youth is like "a girl with only four fingers in her left hand, which I have never seen again." ..... disappeared in the torrent of people and the long river of time. "Although" when I go back in summer, I often take the road I walked with her, sitting on the stone steps of the warehouse and looking at the sea alone ",so what? Although my heart is still full of nostalgia, things are still there and people have long since disappeared. " I just can't cry when I want to cry. It's always like this. "Even if I want to get close to the time and feeling when I was young again, no matter how hard I try, I still miss it. On the contrary, it seems that something beautiful has been knocked over, and my heart is full of taste.

We had too many things when we were young, when we were still ignorant and when we still had a confused heart. All this is full of the whole youth and people's nostalgia for it. Just like the friend "mouse" written by Mr. Haruki Murakami in "Listening to the Wind", we drank together and talked about everything, and then grew up in different lives; There are three girls who have three stories with the author, walked into his life in different ways, and finally left him in different ways, the first love, the wandering girl, the girl who doesn't understand why she hanged herself; There is also a woman with a pair of beautiful breasts who briefly appeared in the bar, and the author's departure broke the possible intersection behind; There are also girls related to the california gurls record I met during my study tour; And the later story is full of lust, and unexpectedly there is no four-fingered girl below. But all this disappeared in the author's life, as if leaving no trace.

We always have to accept everything that appears in life, and we also have to face the departure of some things.

Yeah, who isn't? We can't keep a short young time, a person who appeared in your life in any way in a short young time, a feeling that appeared at some time in a short young time, or even an old photo that you treasured in a short young time. It's not deliberately not keeping it, but time slowly dilutes your memory like a drop of water wears away a stone. Maybe you didn't notice how it disappeared, or even your heart for it. Just like "I" can't remember the faces of the first three girls no matter how hard I try when I hug a four-fingered girl. This passage will continue to increase in the process of growing up, but when you think about it one day, you will still feel a little heavy in your heart, maybe not very heavy, but it will probably make you sigh a little.

Finally, "Rat" continued to write his novels, and "I" also got married and lived in Tokyo, and my life was quiet and peaceful. On the first page of the manuscript received from "Rat", there are birthday wishes for myself. Maybe this memory can bring me a little comfort from the past. In the second half of the book, the author wrote, "If someone asks: Are you happy? I can only answer: maybe. Because of the so-called ideal, this is the way it is in the end. " This is probably like the sentence written at the beginning of the book, "There is no perfect article, just like there is no complete despair." We probably won't be extreme, perfect or desperate.

After reading Listening to the Wind, I feel that 1 1 will write a classmate's record when I was very young, and there will be a favorite animal in it: at that time, I wrote a rabbit like the wind.

I didn't even dare to touch this creature until I really touched the white rabbit. I even knew that I was afraid of this furry, temperature-sensitive thing.

I don't like this very much. When I grew up, someone asked me who my favorite writer was. The answer is the kind of writer who best suits the taste of that era. He followed suit and said Han Han, San Mao and so on.

The answer I liked in high school must have changed again. Remember to answer Haruki Murakami now. In fact, at that time, I just read some excerpts from his novels or listened to others' stories, and even just thought the name was nice ... and then I called it "like".

I can deny my love with such certainty because I firmly believe that Listening to the Wind is the first novel of Haruki Murakami that I have completely read. After reading it, I'm not sure whether I like or dislike the jumping conversation. There is also an illusion that the author deliberately disrupted the distribution of the whole story, and I can't tell whether it is a love story with several women or a friendship story with several brothers who drink beer together. What can be determined after reading it completely is an attitude towards life that everything goes with him.

All characters have a sense of indulgence and a sense of distance.

Because of this book, Haruki Murakami changed from a jazz bar owner to a lyrical writer with words. This process is wonderful and real. After all, he found what he really liked.

Because of this book, I suddenly thought about what I thought I liked in those years. The process was wonderful and true.

After watching Listening to the Wind 12, I met Murakami again because I like long-distance running-I'm ashamed to say that I haven't run for a long time now. So, I began to pay attention to books about long-distance running. On Amazon, I found what I was talking about when I was running. This book is approachable, eloquent and not obscure at all, which makes people feel like listening to big brother telling his anecdotes and imparting life experiences.

It is also because I read this book that I know that Murakami's first novel is this "Listening to the Wind". It is said that he wrote this when he was running a jazz bar. Therefore, my interest in his books has been further enhanced.

After reading this book, think about it, there is really no wonderful broken bridge and plot. He is just telling a story, a way of life, a person's various situations in a specific period, as plain as water, but true, which makes people want to read on.

This may also be related to Murakami's personality. A person who likes marathon as much as he does has a steady stream in his life, but it is this dull life record that makes his works particularly close to the people and has a feeling of being willing to read on. Of course, if you can understand Japanese and the original, you will feel this way even more.

This book is written from the perspective of the first person and the author himself. It's about some people and things I met during my college holidays. In the process of describing these things, the author skillfully interspersed some personal memories, which also made the story fuller and richer.

The whole story tells the story of the author and his friend "Mouse" from acquaintance to becoming beer friends who talk about everything in chronological order. Here I want to say that those who are abstaining from alcohol, for those who have no self-control, please read this article carefully. Because the hero in the article is a very friend, he likes drinking beer very much and often drinks too much. So that I didn't even drink water when I went home these days, so I directly changed the water into beer and served it with crispy rice. Drink another can before going to bed, or you can't sleep.

Back to the topic, the story begins with him and his friend Mouse, and there is a secondary story in the middle, which can also be called a side story, about him sending a four-fingered girl home drunk as mud. Then there are misunderstandings, most of which will become friends.

There is another character in the story, named "Jie". The bar he runs is an invisible thread that the author wears through the whole story. Does the author recall or develop a side story? Once back in the bar, it enters the main line again. This also makes people feel that the story is confusing and used properly.

Generally speaking, this book is well worth reading, and it is easy to read during the trip and after dinner.