This is the story at the front of the film. Through the dim picture, the roar of the wind and the difficulty of the protagonist's walking, we know that this is indeed a land that has been turned into ruins. Villages collapsed, houses collapsed, sand and gravel flew, and once beautiful homes became a wasteland. This is the bitter fruit planted by the villagers themselves. When nature can no longer bear the blind demands of human beings, she can only be naked and show the scars that have been abused and stripped by human beings. Environmental pioneer Rachel? Carson said: "Man has gone too far in the man-made world he invented. He created the city with reinforced concrete and isolated himself from the truth of the earth, the truth of water and the truth of sprouting seeds. " People in the highland of Provence, bound by interests, violated the laws of nature. When nature showed that she could not bear it, people chose to abandon it. This reflects the villagers' lack of reflection on the relationship between man and nature and their inability to face up to the root cause of losing their homes.
There is a clear contrast in the film. The shepherd I saw witnessed the changes in the village and silently chose to plant trees to gradually change the regional environment. In addition to herding sheep, the elderly in Bouffier planted 654.38 million oak trees in the first three years. In the fifth year after World War I, "I" visited the old man again. The trees he planted before have flourished like forests, and the dry river bed has come back to life, surrounded by running water. When World War II broke out, the forest insurance cultivated by the elderly was cut down. Because of the inconvenient transportation in the deep mountains, it was finally saved from this robbery. Visible at this time of the forest has reached a considerable scale. The old man planted trees every year for nearly 40 years, and finally he turned the abandoned plateau into an oasis and a benign ecology formed by himself. The villagers who fled before have returned here to rebuild their homes, and the former villages have recovered their vitality.
The behavior of Bouffier's elderly gives people in adversity a thought-provoking revelation. There are several changes before and after the story: from taking to giving, from abandoning to guarding, from destroying to rebuilding. Among these changes, the most important one is the change of human role. Anthropocentrism in ecological aesthetics is fully reflected in the villagers who cut down trees and burn charcoal. Everyone is self-centered and thinks that human beings are the master of all things, above nature, and can abuse other species in the ecological chain at will. Obviously, this kind of arbitrary slaughter soon brought an ecological crisis to this highland. The shepherd's behavior implies the retreat of anthropocentrism. To rebuild our homeland, human beings must think about the relationship with nature, and change conquering and dominating nature into respecting and conforming to nature. Putting man and nature into an organic whole, animals, plants and microorganisms are all reasonable parts of this whole, all of which have their own values and meanings, and all of which have their own rights to exist.
2. Imitate the Shepherd Planting Trees and write a 500-word composition about a person. Shepherds have lived in a deserted place for decades. Every kind of tree, he feels that he has another relative in the world. His career is "a career comparable to God". Because of his strong desire to transform the real world and his great love for trees, the shepherd gradually discovered the interdependence between man and land, man and nature in practice. "Our value lies in serving others and benefiting future generations. Happiness is not a state, but a state of mind. Life is full of busyness. But people can still choose to live poetically on the earth, and life is boring and hard. But a calm heart and enthusiasm will play a wonderful movement!
Love is the source of life. If there is no source of love in one's heart, there will be no shadow of life. With love, even if it is covered with dark clouds and thorns, you will be full of infinite infatuation and yearning for this world. Love makes people unique animals. The lack of material will only lead to the hardship of life, while the lack of love will make life empty and the soul lonely. It is heartbreaking that in this era of more and more worship of material things, some people.
Some people say that people who work like ants and live like butterflies must have a bright and beautiful life like sunshine. Napoleon Hill, a successful scientist, once said, "There is only a small difference between people, but this small difference can make a huge difference. One small difference is a positive attitude or a negative attitude. A huge difference is success and failure. Love can make people understand sadness and pain. At the same time, it can make people get rid of sadness and pain. " Full of interest and significance, the famous British poet Rand wrote in a poem in his later years: "I don't argue with anyone. I don't care about arguing with anyone. I love nature. Next is art, my hands are warming with the fire of life. The fire has gone out. I'm ready to leave. " Rand's poem shows an old man's leisure in the twilight.
3. The essay "The Shepherd Planting Trees" tells the different endings brought by the different roles of "people" in the ecological chain.
The hero walks through the Provence Plateau in the Alps of southern France, 636f707962616964757a68696416f31333431373937, and passes through a dilapidated village, where the spring dried up and the house collapsed. Another long journey, he crossed dozens of miles of deep yellow sand-filled highlands and met a shepherd on the lifeless and inaccessible plateau.
From the mouth of the shepherd Bouffier, we know that the village seen by the hero used to be prosperous, and the villagers made a living by burning charcoal and chopping wood. Being able to make a living by logging and burning charcoal, it is conceivable that this land used to be a forest and an ideal home for people.
However, after the limited resources are exhausted, people's lives are facing difficulties. In order to make a living, villagers rob the few remaining trees, and selfish desires, quarrels, epidemics and madness are accompanied by the exhaustion of resources.
When people couldn't find anything to use in this land, they chose to leave, leaving a barren land. This is the story at the front of the film. Through the dim picture, the roar of the wind and the difficulty of the protagonist's walking, we know that this is indeed a land that has been turned into ruins.
Villages collapsed, houses collapsed, sand and gravel flew, and once beautiful homes became a wasteland. This is the bitter fruit planted by the villagers themselves. When nature can no longer bear the blind demands of human beings, she can only be naked and show the scars that have been abused and stripped by human beings.
Environmental pioneer Rachel? Carson said: "Man has gone too far in the man-made world he invented. He created the city with reinforced concrete and isolated himself from the truth of the earth, the truth of water and the truth of sprouting seeds. "
People in the highland of Provence, bound by interests, violated the laws of nature. When nature showed that she could not bear it, people chose to abandon it.
This reflects the villagers' lack of reflection on the relationship between man and nature and their inability to face up to the root cause of losing their homes. There is a clear contrast in the film.
The shepherd I saw witnessed the changes in the village and silently chose to plant trees to gradually change the regional environment. In addition to herding sheep, the elderly in Bouffier planted 654.38 million oak trees in the first three years.
In the fifth year after World War I, "I" visited the old man again. The trees he planted before have flourished like forests, and the dry river bed has come back to life, surrounded by running water. When World War II broke out, the forest insurance cultivated by the elderly was cut down. Because of the inconvenient transportation in the deep mountains, it was finally saved from this robbery.
Visible at this time of the forest has reached a considerable scale. The old man planted trees every year for nearly 40 years, and finally he turned the abandoned plateau into an oasis and a benign ecology formed by himself.
The villagers who fled before have returned here to rebuild their homes, and the former villages have come back to life. The behavior of Bouffier's elderly gives people in adversity a thought-provoking revelation.
There are several changes before and after the story: from taking to giving, from abandoning to guarding, from destroying to rebuilding. Among these changes, the most important one is the change of human role.
Anthropocentrism in ecological aesthetics is fully reflected in the villagers who cut down trees and burn charcoal. Everyone is self-centered and thinks that human beings are the master of all things, above nature, and can abuse other species in the ecological chain at will. Obviously, this kind of arbitrary slaughter soon brought an ecological crisis to this highland.
The shepherd's behavior implies the retreat of anthropocentrism. To rebuild our homeland, human beings must think about the relationship with nature, and change conquering and dominating nature into respecting and conforming to nature. Putting man and nature into an organic whole, animals, plants and microorganisms are all reasonable parts of this whole, all of which have their own values and meanings, and all of which have their own rights to exist.
4. imitate the shepherd to plant trees and write a composition of 200~300. Today, my mother and I went shopping in CR Vanguard. This is my first time to go there, so I'm not familiar with it.
My mother took me to the stationery section and asked me to choose some pens I like. I choose a pen and turn around. Hey, where's mom? I quickly found it in the stationery section.
But I looked everywhere in the stationery section, but I didn't see my mother. I panicked and didn't know what to do. My head is cold and my heart is pounding.
Shit, I got separated from my mom, and I can't find my mom! After a long time, it suddenly occurred to me that my mother once told me: If you are separated from your family, don't run around and wait for your family, otherwise your family won't find you. So I waited for my mother in the same place, waiting for a long time and anxious.
Suddenly someone touched me behind me and I looked back. It's mom! I threw myself into my mother's arms and almost shed tears. Through this incident, I understand that you can't panic in an emergency, you must be calm and try your best to solve the problem.
What kind of person is the shepherd who plants trees? The shepherd who planted trees with 200 words can turn a barren land into a forest with the efforts of this one person, but he can only turn this place into a forest.
If a group of people cut it down, the forest will disappear in a short time. But what would the world be like if everyone planted trees? Think again, in fact, as long as there is one such person in 10 thousand people, it is good enough.
Forests are decreasing year by year, rare species are on the verge of extinction, grassland desertification, global warming and so on. Are these problems really that difficult to control? I'm not a professional, but look at this guy's story. It seems that one person can change many things. Besides planting trees and putting on a show on Arbor Day every year, people may make up their minds to do more to change the status quo.
I really want to recommend this short film to my friends and everyone I know. This short film tells us that as long as everyone reduces the behavior of polluting the environment, together we can make unimaginable contributions to environmental protection! Let's take a look at the "bad behavior" of some people now. Now everyone is calling for environmental protection. Some people shout loudly, but their actual actions are quite different from what they say. It is too small for him to plant a few trees; If you have an empty plastic bottle or something in your hand, you will lose something.
It's still the old saying-don't do it with small evils, don't do it with small goodness.
6. Please rewrite the shepherd who planted trees into a standard narrative. It only takes eight years, and the whole highland will take on a new look, emitting a healthy and prosperous light.
If you want to know who is really outstanding, I'm afraid it will take several years to observe: to see if his behavior is selfless; Whether the motivation is generous; At the same time, he must leave a clear mark on the earth. I am lucky to know a "tree planter" who meets the above conditions.
About forty years ago, I traveled long distances to the Provence Plateau under the Alps. At that time, the plateau was covered with loess, bare and without any trees.
I walked for three days and came near the ruins of a dilapidated village. The houses in this village have lost their roofs in the wind and rain.
A church with an inclined steeple shows that it was once inhabited, but now there is no sign of life. As the water was used up two days ago, I urgently need to find drinking water.
I thought there should be a well in the village, but when I found it, I found it had dried up. Actually, I'm familiar with this area.
There are four or five villages scattered sparsely on the highlands. Most residents have moved away because they can't stand the dry climate, leaving only a few charcoal-burning workers, and their lives are very difficult. I walked on, thinking: I'm afraid I can't find water.
While I was climbing a hillside, I suddenly saw a figure in the distant valley. I shouted to the man, "Can I have some water?" It was a shepherd, and there was a flock of sheep in front of the stone house. The shepherd silently drew water for me from the well, and the water was clear and delicious.
He seldom speaks, but he can feel that he is a man full of confidence and determination, because he has built a stone house in this desolate highland. There are traces of his construction everywhere in this house, and there are also the sweat and blood of repairing the ruins after he reached the highlands.
The roof is very strong, and the wind blows over the tiles on the roof, making the sound of a tsunami rushing to the shore. Although life is not rich, the shepherd's appearance is neat.
His beard is clean, and his clothes are carefully sewn, so there are no patches. The shepherd took me into the room and poured me a bowl of soup.
I handed the pipe, and he said he didn't smoke. After a while, he took out a small bag, poured out a pile of acorns and carefully picked them one by one.
I asked curiously, "What are you doing?" The shepherd replied, "I want to choose a hundred seeds and plant them tomorrow." The shepherd's name is Else Bouffier, and he is fifty-five years old.
He used to have a farm in his apartment, but when his wife and only son died, he decided to move to the highlands. El Zea Bufeiye has been sowing in this barren land for three years, and has planted about100000 seeds.
However, only 20 thousand of them germinated and grew into saplings; Of these 20,000 seedlings, only half can escape the dry climate and the predation of wild rats and survive. "Why is it so hard to plant trees?" I asked.
He said that this plateau is dying because there are no trees. Anyway, he has no career pressure and can shoulder the task of saving the earth.
The next morning, I asked him to let me stay here for another night, and he calmly agreed. Actually, there is no need to stay another day. I'm just driven by curiosity to get to know him better.
He opened the sheepfold, herded the sheep, dipped the acorns and bags carefully selected last night into a bucket of water, and left home with that bucket of water on his back. I found him holding an iron bar, about the thickness of his thumb and one and a half meters long.
We first drove the sheep to the valley to eat grass, and then climbed the hillside together. After climbing the ridge, the shepherd picked up an iron bar and pierced a hole, put an acorn in it and covered it with soil.
He patiently planted acorns one by one. I asked curiously, "Is this hillside yours?" He shook his head: "No."
"Do you know whose land this is?" "I don't know, it may be public land! But whether it is public land or private land, what does it have to do with planting trees? " Then he said: If God gave him another 30 years, the number of trees he planted must be amazing. Besides oak trees, he also studied beech breeding.
There is a nursery near his home, which is surrounded by barbed wire to keep sheep away. He also plans to plant birch trees in the valley.
In short, he hopes that through his own efforts, he can make the bare highlands full of trees. On the third day, we broke up.
A year after that meeting, World War I broke out. Five years in the army made me forget the man who planted trees.
After the war, I once again embarked on the road to the bare plateau. The scene is roughly the same as before, except that at the end of the uninhabited village, a gray fog appeared, as if laying a layer of felt on the hill.
I think of the man who planted trees. During the five-year war, I witnessed many people fall on the battlefield. How can an old man in his fifties live? However, in fact, Al-Zea Bufiye is not only alive, but also healthier than before.
He only has four sheep now, but he has more than one hundred beehives. He stopped herding sheep, because they would bite the saplings he planted.
At the same time, he also said: the war has no effect on him at all, and he has been planting trees all this time. The oak tree of 19 10 is now ten years old, taller than all of us and looks spectacular.
I really can't speak, and he is silent. We walked in his forest all day.
This forest is eleven kilometers long and three kilometers wide at its widest point. Don't forget, it was created from this person's hand and heart without any external technical support.
Besides, during the five-year war, he carried out his plan thoroughly. Those beeches are shoulder-high with me, and they have been extended to my sight. Then he took me to see the birch trees planted five years ago, when I was taking part in the Battle of Verdun in northeast France.
He planted all the birch seedlings in the valley where he thought the surface was wet, and the result proved that his guess was correct. These birch trees are as slim as girls and become forests. Creation is like a chain effect.
Al-Zeah Bufeiye carried out the plan step by step with the simplest idea, and there was no burden in his heart. However, when we walked back to the village, a river bed that had been dry for a long time on the road was now full of water.
This is the most impressive scene in the chain effect. The dry river bed,
7. The shepherd who planted trees was rewritten as narrative. Whenever I think back to watching the high tide of Qiantang River,
My mood can't help but be as excited as the tide.
From August 16 to August 18 of the lunar calendar, the tidal current in Zhejiang estuary reaches E68A 84A2AAA686964616F313331313966.
There is always a sea of people on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, vying to see the grand view of the world. The distant tide is like a long horizontal silvery white line.
The tide is getting closer and closer, and it is unstoppable, like a battlement wrapped in silver, and it is still in Zhejiang.
A white jade belt. The waves that engulfed the sky and the sky connected the sea and the blue sky.
The drums from all directions echoed with the tide as big as thunder, pushing the waves to * * *.
The frolicking athletes stood on the turbulent waves, staring at the turbulent tide and holding high the red flag.
Challenge the raging waves. When the tide approached, the athletes shouted loudly and ran against the surging flood.
The high waves in Wan Ren suddenly engulfed them, leaving only the red flag on the water. The figure of the athlete is swaying in the whale waves, just like
The fierce shark struggled in the rapids, tossing its body and changing its posture from time to time. The waves roared, trying to swallow them up.
They, but the athletes were not stumped by it, still held high the red flag and swam in the waves, but the red flag didn't splash at all.
a drop of water
!
The thrilling performance is dreamlike and eye-catching, and the heart fluctuates with the ups and downs of the athletes.
"Boom, boom, boom
!
"The drums were deafening, and the athletes shouted. As the drums jumped to the forefront, they met the waves, such as
Walking on the ground, people on both sides of the strait are buzzing and cheering for the athletes.
Suddenly the drums came to a screeching halt, and the athletes disappeared into the huge waves like fish, and both sides suddenly exclaimed.
The voices fluctuate with each other. Suddenly, dozens of athletes rose from the water, and the voices of admiration sounded again on both sides of the strait.
8. It took the shepherd who planted trees only eight years to rewrite the narrative into 600, and the whole highland was completely new, emitting a healthy and prosperous light.
If you want to know who is really outstanding, I'm afraid it will take several years to observe: to see if his behavior is selfless; Whether the motivation is generous; At the same time, he must leave a clear mark on the earth. I am lucky to know a "tree planter" who meets the above conditions.
About forty years ago, I traveled long distances to the Provence Plateau under the Alps. At that time, the plateau was covered with loess, bare and without any trees.
I walked for three days and came near the ruins of a dilapidated village. The houses in this village have lost their roofs in the wind and rain.
A church with an inclined steeple shows that it was once inhabited, but now there is no sign of life. As the water was used up two days ago, I urgently need to find drinking water.
I thought there should be a well in the village, but when I found it, I found it had dried up. Actually, I'm familiar with this area.
There are four or five villages scattered sparsely on the highlands. Most residents have moved away because they can't stand the dry climate, leaving only a few charcoal-burning workers, and their lives are very difficult. I walked on, thinking: I'm afraid I can't find water.
While I was climbing a hillside, I suddenly saw a figure in the distant valley. I shouted to the man, "Can I have some water?" It was a shepherd, and there was a flock of sheep in front of the stone house. The shepherd silently drew water for me from the well, and the water was clear and delicious.
He seldom speaks, but he can feel that he is a man full of confidence and determination, because he has built a stone house in this desolate highland. There are traces of his construction everywhere in this house, and there are also the sweat and blood of repairing the ruins after he reached the highlands.
The roof is very strong, and the wind blows over the tiles on the roof, making the sound of a tsunami rushing to the shore. Although life is not rich, the shepherd's appearance is neat.
His beard is clean, and his clothes are carefully sewn, so there are no patches. The shepherd took me into the room and poured me a bowl of soup.
I handed the pipe, and he said he didn't smoke. After a while, he took out a small bag, poured out a pile of acorns and carefully picked them one by one.
I asked curiously, "What are you doing?" The shepherd replied, "I want to choose a hundred seeds and plant them tomorrow." The shepherd's name is Else Bouffier, and he is fifty-five years old.
He used to have a farm in his apartment, but when his wife and only son died, he decided to move to the highlands. El Zea Bufeiye has been sowing in this barren land for three years, and has planted about100000 seeds.
However, only 20 thousand of them germinated and grew into saplings; Of these 20,000 seedlings, only half can escape the dry climate and the predation of wild rats and survive. "Why is it so hard to plant trees?" I asked.
He said that this plateau is dying because there are no trees. Anyway, he has no career pressure and can shoulder the task of saving the earth.
The next morning, I asked him to let me stay here for another night, and he calmly agreed. Actually, there is no need to stay another day. I'm just driven by curiosity to get to know him better.
He opened the sheepfold, herded the sheep, dipped the acorns and bags carefully selected last night into a bucket of water, and left home with that bucket of water on his back. I found him holding an iron bar, about the thickness of his thumb and one and a half meters long.
We first drove the sheep to the valley to eat grass, and then climbed the hillside together. After climbing the ridge, the shepherd picked up an iron bar and pierced a hole, put an acorn in it and covered it with soil.
He patiently planted acorns one by one. I asked curiously, "Is this hillside yours?" He shook his head: "No."
"Do you know whose land this is?" "I don't know, it may be public land! But whether it is public land or private land, what does it have to do with planting trees? " Then he said: If God gave him another 30 years, the number of trees he planted must be amazing. Besides oak trees, he also studied beech breeding.
There is a nursery near his home, which is surrounded by barbed wire to keep sheep away. He also plans to plant birch trees in the valley.
In short, he hopes that through his own efforts, he can make the bare highlands full of trees. On the third day, we broke up.
A year after that meeting, World War I broke out. Five years in the army made me forget the man who planted trees.
After the war, I once again embarked on the road to the bare plateau. The scene is roughly the same as before, except that at the end of the uninhabited village, a gray fog appeared, as if laying a layer of felt on the hill.
I think of the man who planted trees. During the five-year war, I witnessed many people fall on the battlefield. How can an old man in his fifties live? However, in fact, Al-Zea Bufiye is not only alive, but also healthier than before.
He only has four sheep now, but he has more than one hundred beehives. He stopped herding sheep, because they would bite the saplings he planted.
At the same time, he also said: the war has no effect on him at all, and he has been planting trees all this time. The oak tree of 19 10 is now ten years old, taller than all of us and looks spectacular.
I really can't speak, and he is silent. We walked in his forest all day.
This forest is eleven kilometers long and three kilometers wide at its widest point. Don't forget, it was created from this person's hand and heart without any external technical support.
Besides, during the five-year war, he carried out his plan thoroughly. Those beeches are shoulder-high with me, and they have been extended to my sight. Then he took me to see the birch trees planted five years ago, when I was taking part in the Battle of Verdun in northeast France.
He planted all the birch seedlings in the valley where he thought the surface was wet, and the result proved that his guess was correct. These birch trees are as slim as girls and become forests. Creation is like a chain effect.
Al-Zeah Bufeiye carried out the plan step by step with the simplest idea, and there was no burden in his heart. However, when we walked back to the village, a river bed that had been dry for a long time on the road was now full of water.
This is the most impressive scene in the chain effect. That dry river bed was a long time ago.