Mei Fang Fortune Telling _ Mei Lanfang Fortune Telling

Thoughts on watching the spring breeze

Take this thick book and gently open it. What you can see on the title page is "I look around, I am invincible." I have been reading this book for half a month. I saw it around 12 the night before yesterday, and I finally finished reading it. Last night, I made a classification of the notes I made before. Tonight, while there is still a little time, I wrote a review, which is a formal farewell.

As my father's back is getting shorter and shorter, a different kind of rural picture is gradually unfolding. Father's kindness accompanied the hero through his childhood, and then came to an abrupt end at the end of childhood. As a fortune teller's father, in the early days of liberation, he did not bring the hero a rich life, but instead let the hero fall into the reputation of a little idiot.

In the protagonist's childhood, I was deeply impressed by these things.

The first thing is that my father coaxed the hero into eating meat. Father said the meat was big and fat, but only three pieces of meat were seen in the bowl. The hero fed his father one. As a reader, I can't help crying when I read this. I understood the poverty and father's love at that time. The second thing is that my father entrusted the hero to his aunt's house for dinner. The protagonist used only a few hundred words to describe the bullying, injustice and meanness of his aunt in childhood. I admit that I feel the same way when I read this, because many years ago, under the protection of my grandmother, I also received a lot of dirty eyes and ridicule. When I see the contents of the book again, I always think it's me. Although so many years have passed, I still remember climbing a steep and slippery slope with a bowl in my hand when I was a child, risking being bitten by a dog and going to my neighbor's house to watch black and white TV. It was a pitiful and extremely dignified day, which was far from the point. The third thing is the death of my father. Father's coffin on a snowy day, the hero watched his father's coffin become shorter and shorter. Finally, the snowflake on the coffin suddenly became so harsh and shocking. The fourth thing is the hero's yearning for his mother, who is an illusory existence in the hero's eyes. This is the Confucianism and Zhaocun described by the hero.

The hero wrote about his mother when he came of age.

The protagonist's mother has never had a fixed image. When the hero was young, he always took the coquettish and beautiful king in the village as his mother image, and later took the wife of Dezheng as his mother image. But they are not real mothers. After all, mother is just an outline, an elusive shadow. When the hero really thought he was going to see his mother, her mother was gone. There are only a few volumes of letters and an altar of ashes left. As a reader, I can't feel the sadness in the hero's heart, but that feeling slowly seeps into my heart from between the lines. So I quickly turned around and looked back at my mother, and I was relieved.

Finally, the protagonist wrote "Spring Qin" in a larger space. As for my impression of Qin Chun, I only wrote this passage: "Like my mother, like my sister's wife. It is worth reading more and thinking more. "

Other characters in this book, Gao Dingbang silly, righteous, brave, Zhao Liping Yin, squinting greedy, Gao Dingguo essence, Lao Fu kind, Shang, Zhu silly, Wang Sao.

Confucianism and Zhao Cun said in the author's pen: "You don't have to wear gold and silver to be a man, but you should feel the emotions in everything." Stern, Destiny is not bad, and everything is closed for a day. "If no one believes a little lie, someone will believe you if you tell a big lie." "The eyes gradually showed a blur." "I can still feel the clarity, stateliness and solemnity of heaven and earth." "The spring breeze looks very wide, and the traces of autumn have gone." .......... and a series of good words and sentences. These good words and sentences, just pick one, are all beautiful. This reminds me of Mr. Yu's Cultural Journey and the Book of Songs I have read. But these aesthetic feelings only stay on the basis of words. It is these aesthetic feelings that make people particularly greasy.

The first half of Looking at the Spring Breeze is the peach blossom garden of literati, and the second half is a utopia in troubled times.

From the literary level, complicated characters, dazzling words, long time span, and a little deliberate display are unbearable. When the protagonist returns to the Confucian village and Zhao village, the Peach Blossom Garden in front will completely become a utopia full of obscenity. After reading it, people always have a bitter sense of happiness, but those involved in nostalgia for their homeland are actually not thorough enough. It is precisely because of this incompleteness that people have a feeling of being melodramatic and not knowing it.

If it is thorough, it is dead, and the Confucian village of Zhao has collapsed endlessly, but this old hero has no life, no children and no relatives. So compared with the current bleak situation, the Peach Blossom Garden written by the hero is more heartbreaking? So is the hero's yearning for his father, his mother and his love for Qin Chun more tearful? So is the hero's nostalgia for his hometown stronger and more tearful? However, all this has passed, and the final outcome of the story is that the protagonist and Qin Chunsheng live together.

Childhood Tong Bin, Long Fang and others will also come back. Such a happy ending. Okay. What about nostalgia? What about the beautiful feelings in my hometown

I hope Gefei won't scold me. Finally, I said, "I am also looking around and invincible."