The story of Lin's love of reading is a story of secretly reading in Old Things in the South of the City.
In the book Stealing, Lin wrote: I read a book in a hurry, one page, two pages, and I read it greedily like a hungry wolf. I am very happy and scared-the taste of stealing!
The original text of "Reading Secretly" is as follows:
Turning the corner, I saw the soaring signboard of Sanyangchun, smelled the smell of cooking, and heard the knocking of the pot spoon. I breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down. After class, I hurried here from school, sweating like a pig, and finally arrived at my destination-not Sanyangchun, but a bookstore next to me.
As I walked, I thought, "Where did you study yesterday? Where is that book? The third row on the left is not bad ... "Walking to the door of the bookstore, I can see that the bookstore is still crowded with customers as usual, and I can feel at ease. But I'm worried about whether that book will be sold out, because I've been reading it for several days and it seems that there are only one or two books left yesterday.
I stepped into the bookstore door, feeling glad that no one noticed. I stood on tiptoe and got under the adult's armpit. Oh, I messed up my short hair. It doesn't matter. I finally got in. In the rows of colorful books, my eyes looked eagerly for it, but I couldn't find it. Count it again from the beginning, ah! It's here. It is not where it was yesterday.
I'm glad it hasn't been sold, but it's still lying on the shelf, waiting for my arrival. How happy I am, how eager I am to reach, but when I arrived, there was a huge palm with five fingers greatly separated, which pinned down the whole book:
"Are you going to buy it or not?"
The noise was loud and alarmed other customers. They all turned around and faced me. I'm like a caught thief, ashamed and embarrassed, and my face is red. I looked up at him shyly, the owner of the bookstore, and he looked down at me majestically. The shop is his, and he has every reason to treat me like this. I almost cried, with the voice of indignation refuted 1:
"Can't you watch it?" In fact, how weak my voice is!
Under the eyes of the public, I almost walked out of the store in confusion, followed by the boss's sneer: "Not once!" " "Not once? That tone is very tolerant to me, as if I were an unforgivable old thief. But did I steal something? I'm just a poor student who can't afford and is eager to read that book!
One day, I happened to pass by the window of the bookstore. There are just a few famous books in front of the window that I admire for a long time and miss reading. Driven by desire, I couldn't help going into the bookstore to inquire about its price. Maybe I was too short to attract attention and no one came to say hello. I just open a book on the long table and read it slowly. After reading it for a while, no one paid attention to it, but the story in the book made me fascinated and couldn't bear to put it down. Until I had a lot of time, a shop assistant came. I quickly closed the book and handed it to him. I asked him the price as if it were nothing. I know that any cheap price is useless to me, and I never have extra money to buy it.
But since then, I have a way to learn without spending a penny. After class, I hurried to this "cultural street". There are many bookstores here, which gave me more opportunities.
(1) Reading Old Stories in the South of the City 500 Extended Reading:
The essay "Secret Reading" by Ms. Lin, a modern writer. Taking stealing reading as a clue, this paper describes the process of the author hiding among many customers after school, stealing reading in rainy days and reluctantly leaving at night.
It truly shows the author's love for reading and his desire for literary knowledge.
The author comprehensively uses detailed action, monologue and other descriptive methods and figurative rhetoric techniques, which makes the article full of moving charm.
The story of the second Zhongying school in the south of the city
The newly-built auditorium is crowded with people; We graduates sit in the first eight rows, and I sit in the middle of the first row. There is a pink oleander on my lapel, which my mother picked from the yard when I came. She said: "oleander is planted by your father, so wear it as if your father were watching you on the stage!" "
Dad is ill. He is in hospital and can't come.
I went to see my father yesterday. His throat is swollen and his voice is hoarse. I told my father that when I attended the graduation ceremony, I received the graduation certificate on behalf of all my classmates and gave a thank-you speech. I asked my father if I could get up and attend my graduation ceremony. Six years ago, he attended the farewell party of our school and told me to study hard. Six years later, he also received the graduation certificate and thank-you letter on behalf of my classmates. Today "six years later" arrived, and I was really chosen to do it.
Dad hoarse voice, took my hand and said with a smile:
"How can I get there?"
But I said:
"Dad, you don't go, I'm afraid. When you are under the stage, I won't panic when I speak on the stage. "
"Eiko, don't be afraid. No matter what the difficulty is, just bite the bullet and do it, and you will get through it. "
"Then dad can't just bite the bullet and get out of bed and go to our school?"
Dad looked at me, shook his head and stopped talking. He turned to the wall, raised his hand and looked at the nails on the wall. Then, he turned and told me:
"Get up early tomorrow, pack up and go to school. This is your last day in primary school. Don't be late! "
"I know, Dad."
"Without a father, you should take care of yourself and your brothers and sisters. You are old, aren't you? "
"yes." Although I promised, I felt that what my father said made me very uncomfortable. Have I been late again since that time six years ago?
When I was in the first grade, I had the problem of staying in bed in the morning. When I wake up every morning, I see the sun shining on the glass window, and my heart is full of sadness: it's so late, waiting to get up, wash my face, braid my hair, change my school uniform, and then go to school, and I will be punished by standing by the door as soon as I enter the classroom. Students' eyes will come to you one by one. Although I am lazy, I also know that I am shy! So I was worried and scared, and I hurried to school in fear every day. Worst of all, dad doesn't allow children to go to school by bus. He doesn't care whether you are late or not.
One day, it rained heavily, and I woke up to know that it was getting late, because my father was already having breakfast. I am so sad when I listen to the heavy rain. Not only am I late for school, but I will also be dressed up by my mother and put on a fat jacket (summer! ), and oil shoes that are not suitable for kicking and dragging (a kind of rain boots, which can be waterproof. ), holding a big oiled paper umbrella, go to school! The thought of going to school is so uncomfortable that I have the courage to stay in bed.
Wait a minute, mom came in. When she saw that I hadn't got up yet, she was startled and urged me, but I frowned and whispered to my mother:
"Mom, it's late today, so I won't go to school?"
Mom just can't do what dad thinks. When she turned to go out, her father came in. He is tall and thin, standing in front of the bed, staring at me:
"Why don't you get up? Get up! Get up! "
"It's late! Dad! " I crustily skin of head said.
"Too late to go, how can you play truant! Get up! "
A word command is the most terrible, but what's wrong with me? I can't believe I have the courage not to move.
Dad was so angry that he dragged me out of bed that my tears came out. Dad looked left and right, so he grabbed the feather duster from the table and held it backwards. With a wave of his cane in the air, he howled, and I was beaten!
Dad beat me from the head of the bed to the corner of the bed, from bed to bed, and the sound of rain outside mixed with my crying. I cried and hid, and finally went to school in the heavy rain. I am a messy dog, and I was put on a rickshaw by Ma Song-the first time I spent money to go to school by car.
I sat in the car, pulled down the awning, sobbed and cried, and lifted my pants to check my scars. The raised stripes are red and hot. I pulled my pants down to cover my butt scar, fearing to be laughed at by my classmates.
Although I was late, the teacher didn't punish me for standing. This is because rainy days are excusable.
The teacher told us to keep quiet before reading. Sit up straight, put your hands behind your back, close your eyes and think quietly for five minutes. The teacher said: think about it, do you listen to your parents and teachers? Did you do your homework yesterday? Did you bring all your homework today? Did you say goodbye to your parents politely this morning? ..... When I heard that, my nose twitched. Fortunately, my eyes were closed and my tears didn't come out.
In the silence, I was slapped on the shoulder and opened my eyes in a hurry. It turned out that the teacher was standing beside my seat. He told me with his eyes to look out of the classroom window. I suddenly turned my head, and it was my father's tall and thin shadow!
The heart that has just calmed down is afraid again! Why does dad chase after school? Dad nodded and motioned me out. I looked at the teacher and asked his permission. The teacher smiled and nodded and promised me to go out.
I walked out of the classroom and stood in front of my father. Dad didn't say anything. He opened his bag and took out my floral jacket. He handed it to me, watched me put it on and took out two copper coins for me.
I don't remember what happened afterwards, because it was six years ago. I only remember that from then on to today, every morning I was one of the students waiting for the janitor to open the iron gate. In the early morning of winter, standing at the school gate, wearing gloves showing five fingers, I lifted a hot baked sweet potato and ate it. In the summer morning, I stood at the school gate, holding the Hosta flower picked from the flower pond and giving it to my dear teacher Han, who taught me to dance.
Ah! This morning has passed year by year, and today is my last day in this school!
When the bell rings, the graduation ceremony will begin. Looking at the sky outside, it's a little cloudy. I suddenly thought, will dad suddenly get out of bed and bring me a flower coat? I thought again, when will dad get better? Why is mom's eyes red and swollen this morning? The big pots of pomegranate and oleander in the yard were not covered with hemp residue this year. He was killed by the Japanese for his uncle, so he vomited blood. In May Festival, pomegranate flowers are not as big as red. If autumn comes, will dad still buy so many chrysanthemums and fill our yard, eaves and flower racks in the living room?
How much dad likes flowers.
Every day when he comes back from work, we all wait for him at the door. He pushed the straw hat behind his head, picked up his brother, passed the faucet, picked up the watering can full of water, and walked to the backyard humming. The first thing he did when he got home was to water the flowers. At that time, the sun was going down, and there was a cool breeze blowing in the yard. Dad picked a jasmine flower and put it in the thin chicken sister's hair. Chen's uncle said to his father, "Lao Lin, you like flowers so much that your wife gave birth to a bunch of daughters!" " "I have four sisters and only two younger brothers. I am only 12 years old. ...
Why do I always think of these things? Director Han has already taken the stage. He said solemnly, "After graduation, all your classmates will leave primary school and go to middle school for six years. If you are a middle school student, you are not a child. I will be very happy when you go back to primary school to see the teacher and see that you have all grown up ... "
So I sang a eulogy for five years, and now it's the students' turn to sing a farewell song for us: "Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue." When will you come here? Don't hesitate when you come! Time flies, the ends of the earth, and close friends are scattered. Life is rare to get together, and separation is more ... "
I cried, and all our graduates cried. How much we like to grow taller and become adults, and how afraid we are! When we get back to primary school, no matter how high it is, teacher! You should always treat me like a child!
As an adult, I am often asked to be an adult.
Ma Song returned to her hometown and said:
"Eiko, you are old, but you can't quarrel with your brother! He is still young. "
Aunt LAN followed the four-eyed dog into the carriage and said:
"Eiko, you are old, you can't make your mother angry!"
The man squatting in the grass said:
"When you graduate from primary school and grow up, we will go to see the sea."
Although, these people have no shadow as I grow up. Was it lost with my lost childhood?
Dad also don't take me as a child, he said:
"Eiko, you go and give this money to Uncle Chen who is studying in Japan."
"Dad!"
"Don't be afraid, eiko, you should learn to do many things and help your mother in the future. You are the biggest. "
So he counted the money and told me how to send it to the Zhengjinyin Bank in Dongjiaominxiang-go to the innermost counter to ask for a money order, fill in the "Golden Seven cents", write down the address of Yokohama, Japan, and give it to the little Japan in the counter!
Although I was scared, I had to bite the bullet-this is what my father said. No matter what difficult thing it is, as long as I bite the bullet and do it, I will definitely get through it.
"Practice, practice, Eiko." Dad told me when I left.
I nervously pinched a roll of money in my hand and went to the bank. When I came out of Zhengjinyinhang on the highest step and saw the flower beds in Dongjiaominxiang Street full of dandelions, I was very happy to think: Go home quickly after the breakthrough and tell my father to plant dandelions in the flower pond tomorrow.
Go home quickly! Go home quickly! Holding a new primary school diploma in my hand-a white paper tube with a red ribbon, I urged myself as if I were afraid of catching up with something. Why?
When I entered the room, it was quiet. Four sisters and two brothers are sitting on a small bench in the yard. They are playing with sand. Several branches of oleander hung down at a certain time, which was very messy, because my father didn't tidy it up this year-pruning, bundling and fertilizing.
There are some small pomegranates that have not grown up under the pomegranate tree basin. I was very angry and asked my sisters:
"Who picked dad's pomegranate? I'm going to tell dad! "
The sisters opened their eyes in surprise. They shook their heads and said, "They fell by themselves."
I picked up Xiaoqing pomegranate. The cook with a finger missing came in high from the outside. He said:
"Young lady, don't tell your father anything. Your mother just called from the hospital and asked you to leave quickly. Your father has ... "
Why didn't he say it again? I suddenly felt anxious and shouted:
"What did you say? Lao Gao. "
"Big miss, go to the hospital and persuade your mother to give it to you! You are old! "
The thin chicken sister is still holding Yan Yan's gadget, and the younger brother pours sand into the glass bottle. Yes, I'm big here. I'm a grown-up. I said to Qiu:
"Gao, I know what it is, so I'm going to the hospital." I have never been so calm and quiet.
I put my primary school diploma in the drawer of my desk and came out again. Lao Gao has rented a car for me to go to the hospital. Walking across the yard, looking at the weeping oleander, I said to myself:
Dad's flowers are gone.
I'm not a child anymore.
Third, the "Old Things in the South of the City" reading record card. The main characters and brief summaries of four short stories. Attached drawings.
Resolutely oppose your cleverness
What books are suitable for primary school students?
Books suitable for primary school students are: The Little Peas by the Window, The Story of Lena Fox, Old Things in the South of the City, Charlotte's Web and Don Quixote.
1, little peas by the window
The Little Doudou by the Window is a children's literature work created by Tetsuko Kuroyanagi, a Japanese writer and host. Originally published in 198 1.
This book tells a true story of the author's primary school: Xiao Doudou came to Ba Xueyuan after being expelled from the original school for being naughty. Under the care and guidance of President Kobayashi, the "weird" little Doudou in the eyes of ordinary people has gradually become an acceptable child for everyone. The friendly and easy-going teaching method of Ba Xueyuan has made the children here spend the best time in their lives.
5. Don Quixote
Don Quixote is a novel by Cervantes, a Spanish writer, which is divided into two versions: 1605 and 16 15.
When the story happened, the knight had been extinct for more than a century, but the protagonist Alonso Jihano often fantasized that he was a knight in the Middle Ages because he was addicted to knight novels, and then called himself "Don Quixote de la mancha", pulling his neighbor Sancho Panza as his servant, "doing chivalry", traveling around the world, and making all kinds of strange behaviors contrary to the times, and the result was that he ran into a wall everywhere. But I finally woke up from my dream. He died after returning to his hometown.
Questions and Answers on Reading Horse Stories in the Fifth Song Dynasty
1. This article and Camel Team are both selected from the autobiographical novel Old Things in the South of the City by Lin, a famous female writer in Taiwan Province. In this article, Ma Song is the nanny and wet nurse of Eiko's family.
2. Ma Song became a wet nurse because (her husband is a loser, always hitting Ma Song, and Ma Song is cruel). Her husband Xiaoying called him (Huang Baner Ya), and her son called him (Xiao Shuan). She gave him (a girl) to a countryman (cow-watching) daughter to take to someone else's house.
Ma Song misses her children.
A. Ma Song's story is written for me, Zhu Zhu, my brother and Yan Yan.
2. "This year, I have to go home and have a look. My heart is always out of order. "
3. "When she saw her husband and children coming out, she cried and turned her back to lift her skirt and wipe her tears. She couldn't lift her head for a long time. "
4. Excerpt: She told us the story of her hometown these two days: the ears of wheat in the field grew, the grass on the hillside grew, and the little embolus took off the dog's tail and stuck it in the corner of the cow.
Appreciation: I can see that Ma Song misses her hometown very much. She remembers everything.
Reading "Old Things in Xuecheng South", why Xiaoying's childhood was full of parting?
First, the introduction of dialogue is exciting.
Students, in the past two months, we have read the book Old Things in the South of the City. In this class, we will share our reading gains through discussion, communication and cooperation, and apply what we read to our writing, which will help and inspire us.
Second, get close to the author and exchange information.
Let's approach the writer Lin first. What information have you collected about her? Answer by name, don't repeat the answer. )
Courseware demonstration:
Lin:
Originally known as Lin and nicknamed Eiko, 19 18 was born in Japan, and 1948 returned to his hometown in Taiwan Province. In Taiwan Province Province, she still devoted herself to running newspapers, journals, writing and publishing, and published many famous literary works. She is known as the "grandmother figure" in Taiwan Province literature. So far, eighteen books have been published. She wrote in the postscript to the publication of Old Things in the South of Beijing: "How I miss the scenery and people who lived in the south of Beijing when I was a child! I said to myself, write them down, let the actual childhood pass and let the childhood of the soul last forever.
Seven south cities, the first chapter, the main content.
The first chapter, Hui An Ting, mainly tells the story of six-year-old Lin living in a small alley in the south of Beijing. Xiuzhen, a "crazy" woman who often stands in the alley looking for her daughter, is the first friend Eiko makes. Xiuzhen once had a crush on a college student. Later, college students were taken away by the police, and Xiuzhen's daughter, Xiao Guizi, was left at the foot of the city by her family. Life and death are unknown.
Eiko is very sympathetic to her. Eiko learned that the little girl's life is very similar to that of the little devil, found the mark on the back of her neck, and quickly took her to Xiuzhen. After Xiuzhen met her daughter who had been separated for six years, she immediately took her to her father. As a result, the mother and daughter died tragically under the train wheels.
(7) Reading Old Stories in the South of the City 500 Extended Reading:
The article tries to downplay the standard of good and evil, treat the ugliness of reality with a happy childlike innocence, and maintain a free and happy sky in the heavy reality. It can be said that Xiaoying opened a perspective that was ignored by the adult world. This perspective is to treat people with a simple, simple and kind heart. These perspectives were originally owned by us, but they were slowly forgotten and lost under the hijacking of secular stereotypes.
Xiaoying in the novel seems to be the most familiar stranger in our reality. This strangeness and familiarity dilute the hatred for thieves, evoke the age of innocence, and make people sigh a lot.