In study, work or life, we often accumulate a lot of insights and insights in our hearts. At this time, we can record these insights and keep them in our hearts. However, many people don’t know how to write sentiments. The following is my carefully compiled reading experience of Fanxing Chunshui. I hope it will be helpful to everyone. Reflections on Reading Stars and Spring Waters 1
The book "Stars and Spring Waters" was written by Bing Xin, a famous Chinese writer. The content of the poems written by Bing Xin mainly focuses on the philosophy of love and praises through words. Mother, childlike innocence, nature, exploring life.
When I finished reading, there was a small poem about my mother!
Mother! My hair is draped on your knees, this is what you gave me Thousands of soft silk.
Although this little poem has less than 30 words, it will make me feel that maternal love is so great and strong! When we encounter great setbacks and pains again and again, When we are young, besides running to our mother and crying, what else can we do for ourselves?
When our mother worked so hard to give birth to us, it was not easy. Being born is a great honor, and it brings us to such a beautiful and comfortable state, allowing us to enjoy the care and care that mother's love brings to us. Since then, my mother has become the first kind teacher in my life. When that kind teacher raised us little by little, my mother has always been the person around me who encouraged and motivated us. When we were children, When we couldn't walk when we were young, our mother taught us bit by bit: when we bleed when we fell, our mother would bandage our wounds carefully and even beat you. The person who hurts the most is your mother. , because she couldn’t bear to hit you even once after giving birth to you and raising you for more than 20 years. If your mother hits you a few times, you will gain. Even if she hits you, it is still worth it for your mother. Suddenly I thought of a little poem. , the thread in the hands of a loving mother, the clothes on the body of a wanderer. Before leaving, I was afraid of returning late. Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three inches of glory. This is a poem in "Wandering Son's Song" praising maternal love.
Because mothers have given so much to us, when we want to repay our mothers, we have no way to repay them as children throughout our lives.
Each of us is born with only one biological mother, so when we have to do something for your biological mother, we should do what we can for our mother in our limited life - before you On your mother's birthday, you should sing beautiful songs to express your praise to your mother, send your most sincere blessings, and express your careful care for your mother over the years. Singing a song "Only Mom is Good in the World" is so simple, and my mother will feel very happy at this time. Reflections on reading "Fanxing Chunshui" 2
I have liked Bing Xin's works and admired her very much since I was a child. I don't know why. Maybe I like to read Bing Xin’s works because when I was a child, the thing that impressed me most was that adults often hugged me and told me Bing Xin’s stories. So when I was a kid, I thought Bing Xin was a great person.
Bing Xin, the character I have heard about since I was a child; the character I grew up listening to her stories; and the character I have admired from the bottom of my heart since I was a child!
I am very I like Bing Xin's works. Every time I read them, I will have a different feeling, especially when I read "Spring Water with Stars". Maybe you will ask me why I like this book. My answer is: "Because "Spring Water with Stars" is the book that told me about the great and selfless maternal love, and the book that told me about Bing Xin's rough life. It was the book that told me about the innocence of children..." Whenever I read "When everyone was in a state of panic, not knowing where to go or what to say, she suddenly burst into tears and said, 'Look for grandma. Looking for grandma. Where did grandma go? Why didn't she come back?" Zhang Ma, who was holding her, couldn't help but cry first, and we all started crying involuntarily." Live in tears. Maybe you won't feel much after reading this sentence alone, but when you finish reading the previous part, I believe you will be like me and can't help but sob.
Perhaps when her mother passed away, Bing Xin felt the same as what was written in "The Death of Mother":
"I always say, you are a flag
Death tears you apart in one morning
You leave in a hurry.
We brothers and sisters
are scattered like fragments
But we can see on our faces that the everlasting look on your flag remains
< p> The tone of our conversation echoesThe strong wind blows the echo of your hula la la
When the shovel of time smoothes the grave
...
When I calm down, I can hear you calling
When I lie on the ground crying
Your hand suddenly takes away the tears
Oh, mother, you can't die
We have been on your chest
Still so willful and naughty"
As the article says, mother It is impossible to die, she still exists in our hearts.
From my understanding, Bing Xin’s life was rough: when her mother was ill in bed and in great pain, she was nervous and terrified. When her mother passed away, she was sad; when her two brothers asked her why she didn't tell them earlier that her mother was gone, she was even more helpless. But her life was also happy: When she married Mr. Wu Wenzao, she had a considerate husband; when she had a long chat with her brothers, she had a beautiful big family; when she had a long chat with her father at the beach, she had a patriotic father. .
Bing Xin’s childhood was colorful. When she was four or five years old, she began to learn writing; when she was seven years old, she opened the door to the library; she has another name "Zhu Ying"; My father's "wild" child, who wore men's clothing before he was ten years old...
Even now, I still think Bing Xin is a very remarkable person, and I admire her even more. Reading experience of Fanxing Chunshui 3
There is such a kind of love, it is like air, it is everywhere. It is called mother's love.
"If there is only one promise of bliss in my eternal life, I want it." Sincerely praying to my mother's arms, my mother is in the boat, and the boat is in the moonlit sea. "
Mother. I closed the book, closed my eyes, and thought for a long time. The incandescent lamp that had been turned on for a long time made a "zizi" sound. Perhaps I was inspired by the deep love for mother revealed in Bing Xin's words. I can't help but think about the mother in my heart. She is a capable and hard-working woman. In my memory, my mother never seems to take a break. It has to do with her busy work. Whenever I wake up, he is no longer there, and it is not until I fall asleep that my mother comes again. But even so, during the holidays, my mother will ask for it from nowhere. When some odd jobs came to be done, we often advised her to take a break and enjoy the happiness. My mother would only smile and reply: "I have been busy all my life and suddenly I will not be able to adapt. That's good, that's good. ”
Suddenly, the tip of my nose smelled the alluring aroma of stir-fried sauce, and my thoughts dispersed.
When I was a child, I was a very well-behaved child, an exaggerated one. A taciturn child who barely spoke, but time has knocked such a child into a rock full of edges and corners, and turned him into a person who likes to find satisfaction from quarrels and then cry secretly. A devastated and conflicted child. I still remember one time, when I was hiding behind the curtain and crying silently, my mother found me. She didn’t say anything to me, she just looked at me with her eyes, quietly... How should I describe it? What about that look? Kind or helpless? At that time, I only knew that the emotions contained in it were extremely complicated, so that I didn't understand it at the time. But since then, I have paid more attention and understood it than before. Control my negative emotions, because my mother’s gaze on me made me understand a little bit: when I lose my temper and hurt myself, I will also hurt others, and that injury, even if it heals, will leave scars.
"Chi la -" My mother's lubricating voice sounded in my ears, like a crisp ringing, waking me up from my memory. I walked gently to the kitchen door and looked at my mother. The smoke lingered around my mother's white hair while she was cooking. I noticed that my mother's hands were pale and slender, with faint blood vessels floating around, as if the spatula in her hand might fall at any time. Falling. My mother saw me, waved to me, and asked me to eat, and I responded...
It wasn’t until I finished reading "Spring Water with Stars" that I understood what my mother looked at me at the beginning. Full of love
The reason why we don’t feel this kind of love in normal times is not because this kind of love is not strong enough, but because it fills our lives and has become a part of our lives, just like the air. The same thing, although it can't be touched, it is indeed here. Reflections on Reading Stars and Spring Water 4
I don't know when I felt a fascination for poetry, so I started reading this with the wind. "Fragmented thoughts". This is my first exposure to the book "Spring Water with Stars". I am used to reading prose and novels. When I read Bing Xin's poetry collection, I felt a little uncomfortable, but it was also a different feeling.
When I opened the book, the words inside immediately attracted me.
Its sentences are sometimes graceful and elegant, sometimes high-spirited and exciting; its language is really beautiful. Although there are no gorgeous words, it seems elusive and can reveal deep feelings; and it has the charm of language, not only Not only because of the refinement of sentences, articles can be condensed into beautiful poems, but also because of its hazy poetic flavor, which leaves us room for daydream and allows us to feel the poet's delicate mood. Every word contains that kind of meaning. deep meaning.
The beauty of pure tranquility, reading these little poems seems very friendly. Because Bing Xin expresses the purest, most natural and very common things in nature in light and elegant verses, without any artificial modifications or adding any gorgeous words; with a touch of gentle melancholy or some deep feelings. The deep inner beauty in the eloquent verses is full of the poet's love for life, which is the reappearance of her pure and pure heart.
Bing Xin’s poems are implicit and profound, and the author’s originality is revealed between the lines. I can't define life because everyone's perception of life is different. All in all, life is short. Please cherish your life, pursue hard, fight, and fight! If you pay, you will definitely gain something, so make your life shine dazzlingly!
Among the shadows, who is in the flowers? Whispering in between, telling the story of unfinished loneliness. Who is it that imprints the petals dancing in the wind with the fragrance of ancient ink and calligraphy?
Who, between the lines, sings a lost regret in the world. Who is it that fills the words and notes with longings that cannot be contained in the heart?
Last night, the spring flowers bloomed silently outside the window, with a few touches of white and a few bright reds, reflecting the small Xuan window. I leaned against the lantern and looked at it. The wind picked up and scattered them all over the lonely ground. The flowers are floating and the water is flowing. Beyond the horizon, I am counting the vicissitudes of the years season after season. Insights from reading "Fanxing Chunshui" 5
Regarding thoughts, the book explains this: objective existence is reflected in people's thoughts and is the result of thinking activities. I have the honor to read "Stars and Spring Water" written by Grandma Bing Xin. It is obvious that in the old man's fragmented thoughts - with love, everything is possible.
What is love? Love can be as small as a flower in the corner or as large as the mountains and rivers of the motherland. Father's love is the backbone of heaven and earth; mother's love is the haven that warms and sinks the soul. Love is casual, but it is a candle that illuminates the soul and a window to light.
Listen! "Human beings! If we fall in love, we are all on a long journey, heading towards the same destination." The journey of life is an endless river, but if you are not careful, it will also evolve. Fine silt. Why don't we cherish each other, but kill each other? Without love, human beings have no conscience!
There is love in the world, not only in human emotions. More from nature. Love in spring, with its warm spring and blooming flowers, is the hope of love; love in summer, with its crystal clear dewdrops and chirping birds, is the sowing of love; love in autumn, with its drunken frost forest and abundant harvest, is love. The harvest; love in winter, with howling wind and frozen snow, is a test of love. When winter comes and spring comes, the morning glow is gorgeous again.
Regarding love, Grandma Bing Xin praises virginity, nature and maternal love. In her old heart, love is silent, or as she said - a spring gurgling trickle. Human beings live in love and are always surrounded, but how many people have truly realized love?
Yes, love is just a small rose, always there. When we are lonely, we are inadvertently angry.