Mr. Acquaintance is an excerpt from High School & gt I was fascinated by Cui Cui's story, so I borrowed it from the library. Now my impression is still very clear. This is a thin set < < edge set > >, with. And> Yuelu Bookstore has published several books. The cover faded and the paper turned yellow, which made it feel very special to hold it in the palm of your hand. I read it almost once. & gt Until now, I still remember the mood at that time, a kind of ignorant sadness.
"The small stream goes down, flows around the mountain, and flows into the big river in the cave after about three miles. If people cross the stream and climb the hill, it takes only one mile to reach the edge of Tea Cave City. The stream is like a bow, and the mountain road is like a bowstring. There is a slight difference between distance and distance. This stream is about 20 feet wide, and the riverbed is made of big stones. Even if the quiet water is too deep to bottom, it is still clear and transparent, and the fish in the middle reaches of the river can be counted. "
The characters in Border Town are vivid, full of wet and transparent scenery of Hunan and Chu, full of simple and sincere charm and human feelings, but every time you read it, you can't help but feel sad, such as touching something, such as a sunny afternoon in your childhood, or the world that you can't grasp now.
"From Sichuan to Hunan, there is an official road to the east. When this road came to a small mountain town called "Tea Cave" near the Xiangxi border, there was a small white tower beside the stream, and a family lived under it. There is only one old man, one girl and one yellow dog in this family. "
This is his border town, a quiet city, which Mr. Wang brought to us. From beginning to end, Cui Cui seems to be enduring something. Cui Cui is the embodiment of this success. Since she fell in love with the person who can take her dreams far away with singing, she chose silence. Although her heart is ups and downs, but the surface is the same. Grandfather died in a thunderstorm night, Tianbao drowned and the White Tower collapsed. Cui Cui still can't get rid of her mother's fate, but she waits.
I have always been curious about what made Mr. Wang paint such a kind fairy tale so sad. Mr. Wang was born at the beginning of19th century. At that time, China was facing a serious national crisis. It had just ended the feudal slavery rule of 1000 years under the eyes of western powers, and was in the darkest period of warlord scuffle. On the one hand, it is the influence of feudal thoughts for thousands of years, on the other hand, it is the massive invasion of western culture. Make the war-torn Chinese nation worse. In that turbulent era, the land of China was in flames of war and the people were in dire straits. After the baptism of the New Culture Movement, Mr. Wang resolutely chose Xiangxi, a simple and beautiful land. These gentle and straightforward people, in poetic language, whisper the sadness of the whole nation and call for the natural conscience of the Chinese people. It is because of their deep love that these sad words were born.
I have been thinking, named border town, is it so far away in your heart, or is it guarding something in your heart? In fact, don't we all have a "border town" in our hearts? Perhaps Mr. Wang's "City of Compassion" sank into a heavy background with the torrent of history, leaving us with thoughts on life and society.
Looking for my border town and inner peace, I think I will have a border town.
Reflections on Border Town 2
Shen Congwen is one of the most outstanding writers in this century and a famous expert in material and cultural history. For many people, he is still a mystery: he has a high degree, a career background and a legendary life experience. Time has proved that many of his works still show great vitality today.
Border Town is Shen Congwen's masterpiece, which shows readers the harmonious life form of Xiangxi world. Border Town was published in 1934. The novel describes the tortuous love between Tianbao Henuo, two sons of Shancheng Chadong Wharf Group, and Cui Cui, the granddaughter of the ferryman. Green mountains and green waters, the old ferryman by the river, 16-year-old Cui Cui, natural forest protection on the river raft, and vigorous dragon boat. ...
Everything in Border Town is so pure and natural, showing a poetic natural environment and humanistic society. However, in the end, all the good things can only be left in my memory: one of Tianbao and Nuonuo died, the other ran away, and my grandfather died in a stormy night. A natural love story ended in tragedy. Border Town is a classic text of Miao nationality fable in western Hunan.
By using the methods of physical symbols and psychological analysis, we can see the deep cultural metaphor in Border Town, and find Mr. Shen Congwen's totem of thinking in images about Miao culture in western Hunan, as well as his thoughts and worries about Miao/Han and cultural conflicts between China and the West.
Shen Congwen, 1902 ~ 1988, formerly known as Shen Yuehuan. A famous novelist, essayist and cultural relic researcher, he is famous in the literary world and overseas for his works such as Border Town.
Shen Congwen was born in an old officer's family in Fenghuang, Hunan. Later, his family became poor. He just graduated from primary school and was under 15 years old, so he went to the world to "study and survive". In the following years, he fought with the local warlord troops in the border areas of Hunan, Sichuan and Guizhou and the Yuanshui River Basin.
In the early 1930s, Shen Congwen was the editor-in-chief of the literary supplement of Ta Kung Pao, and was regarded as the leader of the younger generation of "Beijing School" writers because of its extensive influence in the literary world. 1949 years later, due to "historical misunderstanding", he turned to study ancient cultural relics, and successively published collections of ancient cultural relics and academic papers such as Jin Ming (Cooperation with People), China Silk Patterns, Bronze Mirrors of Tang and Song Dynasties, and Dragon and Phoenix Art. 1964 was entrusted by Zhou Enlai to compile Research on Ancient Chinese Costume.
Shen Congwen's life is bumpy and dedicated. Mr. Shen Congwen's literary works such as Border Town, Xiangxi and Autobiography of Shen Congwen have great influence at home and abroad. His works have been translated and published by more than 40 countries such as Japan, the United States, Britain and the former Soviet Union, and have been selected into university textbooks by the United States, Japan, South Korea, Britain and other countries or regions 10, and twice nominated as Nobel Prize in Literature candidates.
1988 In May, Shen Congwen died of a heart attack in his apartment in Beijing. The former residence in 199 1 was listed as the key cultural relics protection unit of the provincial people's government and was repaired with funds. The former residence now displays Shen Lao's ink, manuscripts, relics and portraits, which has become one of the most attractive cultural landscapes in Phoenix, with an endless stream of tourists every day.
Reflections on Border Town Reading III
I don't know a few years ago, my father recommended me to read Shen Congwen's Border Town. He told me that "Border Town" was beautifully written, and it happened in Xiangxi. I haven't seen it, but I always have a hope in my heart. I know I have a long history with Border Town. Don't force, what is destined to belong to you will eventually appear at the right time and will eventually belong to you. However, Qian Qian's thousands of scattered love relationships just passed by in a hurry. They are not migratory birds in one season. Once they leave, they will never come back. Think of the old boatman's words: "What are you afraid of? Everything that comes will come, don't be afraid! " Behind such strength and courage, isn't it a kind of helplessness to life? Many times, there is really nothing we can do.
The story told in Border Town is both sad and touching. It has no thrilling plot or heartbreaking touching scene, but it is delicate and real, like a gentle silk thread, which touches a corner of your heart and makes you cry unconsciously.
Xiangxi has such a beautiful scenery: the clear river reflects the messy gravel at the bottom of the water; The breeze blows through the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound; The milky mist floats shyly in the twilight night ... The scenery is soft and quiet, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, and there is a kind of beauty that stands out from the dust, like an idyllic poem floating from the depths of the nymphs.
Yes, pastoral, the pastoral artistic conception that has always permeated the novel. I have seen many tall buildings and mansions, and I am used to the traffic here. My heart longs for a distant land. Xiangxi written by Shen Congwen is a paradise vaguely outlined in my mind.
People say that human feelings are like water; People say the world is cold. In this world, there are so many people who are calculating others for their own interests, wearing hypocritical masks, or doing dishonest or intentional activities. Humanity should be the sweetest thing in the world. However, in the materialistic stone forest, how much truly pure humanity do we have? It's too transparent to dye any dust. However, people who work hard all day in big cities are unable to take care of them and can only let the dust gradually bury. Honest burial breeds fraud, and kind burial breeds evil. Too many virtues in human nature are blocked in a corner of the soul, but do tired urbanites still have leisure to open them? Maybe many people have begun to forget. Forgetting is not a sin, but if we let them become memories and yesterday's possession, it will be a human tragedy!
The human feelings in Border Town are like water, but they are not as light as water samples, but as pure as rivers in western Hunan and Ming Che. While reading, I felt the fragrance of human nature. Cui Cui and grandpa are guarding the ferry together, living alone and taking care of each other. Grandpa realized that he was old, worried that Cui Cui would be left unattended after her death, and always worried about her marriage. A girl of fifteen or sixteen will inevitably be shy of her youth. Grandpa couldn't say clearly, just watching from a distance and asking questions carefully. He is really good for Cui Cui, but he doesn't know that his excessive care and love delayed the happiness of Cui Cui's life.
We all need love, but sometimes love can be a burden. Parents will always be the people who love children the most in the world. They put up with hardships and spend their whole lives just to avoid all disasters and have a bright smile for their children. Their dedication is selfless, but there is always something in their hearts, eager for their children to stay with them for a long time. Watching children grow up bit by bit is the deepest comfort for parents. However, the long road of life, ultimately, depends on their own to complete. I don't believe that people who will accompany you for life will really exist. Therefore, when the love of parents gradually becomes a stumbling block for children to travel around the world, and when the love of loved ones finally entangles our long journey, we become so powerless and helpless. How should the weak wings that have been in the shadow of their parents for a long time resist the wind and rain alone? How can you see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain? Really, we can't afford too much affection!
The whole novel is condensed into three beautiful Dragon Boat Festival in three years. That night three years ago, the unexpected meeting between Cui Cui and Raú l Northon buried the feelings in her heart. Young and ignorant, in love, but how do you know that you are alone at the ferry, waiting for someone who may never come back! Somehow, is there really a cycle of years? The mother's tragedy is repeated in her daughter. Are our busyness and haste really in vain? Looking down at the fine lines in the palms, I was at a loss: we have come all the way, but who knows where the road ahead leads? Fortunately, Shen Congwen's ending still left hope. "Maybe he will never come back. Maybe he will come back tomorrow." The story ended in sadness without being hurt, and ended in sadness.
The elder and the elder are outstanding young people in the tea cave, but they fall in love with the same girl in the depths of the ocean. The pure land of soft water in Xiangxi nourishes two open hearts, full of love. How can we tolerate hatred to interfere? No intrigue, no enemies, mutual encouragement and mutual humility. Tianbao went first, so he said Jeannot would go. The night when they met to sing for Cui Cui was very touching. Raul's singing is as beautiful as bamboo finches in the mountains. From the moment he spoke, the elder had already predicted his own fate. We walked with two hearts, but when we came back, one was heartbroken. In order to fulfill the younger brother, the elders decisively left.
Two Gemini stars, one at this end and the other at that end. The ruthless Dongting Lake swallowed up the natural forest, leaving only the Nuo on the shore to wait and see. Half of his enthusiasm disappeared with his brother's death, and his inner remorse covered up the other half. On a lonely morning, my parents left quietly, looking for their own way of life with full pain.
How simple and sincere the feelings of the two brothers are! I don't know what people will do in the face of their opponents. Is it jealousy? Is it slander? Even killing people. Why deprive another person of his right to life? Is it because he (she) made the same choice as me in love? Love should be pure. He who is willing to have blood on his hands in order to get love does not deserve love at all, because he does not respect love. Compared with natural forest protection and Nuosong, how shameful such people should be!
Later, the story should be over. Grandpa's death left Cui Cui completely lonely, so lonely that she couldn't find anyone to talk to. There is only a lonely figure left on the ferry in Bixi, and she is still watching intently. ...
The story is written now, but it is full of sadness in the bones. It turns out that separation can be so close, and everything you once owned can be instantly empty. The tentacles of time are so thin and long that everyone thinks that we are children taken care of by time. Waiting in the distance is a vicissitudes that cannot be turned back! However, as long as there is hope, there will always be the dawn of tomorrow. As time goes by, counting the days that become distant and beautiful in the gaze of memories, life goes on like this. Isn't that how Dumas ends in The Count of Monte Cristo: "Please remember: wait and hope!"
Reflections on Border Town (IV)
I haven't read the book Border Town before. I have never heard of the name Shen Congwen. It was only during the summer vacation that I began to understand him and his masterpiece.
At that time, Ke Yixin and I went to the Book City to buy books. We saw a thin series of compulsory reading for middle school students and bought it. Read it. In a few days, you can write down your thoughts.
That was in Lu Xun's time. The short stories written by Shen Congwen were the same as Lu Xun's, but longer than Lu Xun's. As we know, China's modern Putonghua was first revised according to Beijing dialect and Lu Xun's literary works, and then gradually improved with the development of the times. Of course, Shen Congwen's fame is much smaller than that of Lu Xun. However, reading his novels, I feel that it is a relatively standard Mandarin. Perhaps, this makes him right, just suitable for today's language. However, it is clearly Xiangxi dialect. Perhaps it can be said that after the reform and opening up, Mandarin has been influenced by the south.
I won't elaborate on the content of the novel, because everyone can read it, so I'm not wasting my time. I don't have to say anything about what I have seen. The only valuable feeling after reading it is appreciation, comment and feeling. It has been nearly 80 years since then, and many social conditions at that time no longer exist. But that simple and plain writing can take us back to Xiangxi town in the1920s. An old boatman and a boatman's daughter started their story on a small ferry. Sun Li writes landscapes in a plain and delicate style, but Shen Congwen can take notes. Plain and delicate writing from beginning to end, so that there is nothing difficult to understand the text, and the novel never appears artificial. This way of writing really won't make your heart surge, because it's dull and you can't share joys and sorrows with the characters in the book. However, you will be like taking a sip of sweet spring, and you will be like being bathed in the cool breeze, surrounded by poetry, and reading will become appreciation. I'm not sure about the novel center. I said it was against arranged marriage, but the girl was too embarrassed and missed the good opportunity. Let's say it's for the poor, but the old man gave up his chance to get rich. Perhaps, novels don't have to have a center. The author himself said that he just told us such a story. He listens to what he likes, not what he doesn't like. He didn't insist and didn't want to sell.
So, like Shen Congwen, I give you something plain and delicate, but I don't know what it is.
Reflections on Border Town (5)
Life is moving and the picture is static. Life provides life and pictures provide appreciation.
The rural mountain city is a still picture. It has not changed for thousands of years. People in life are called people in pictures. Their position in society is insignificant. However, people outside the painting are always full of yearning.
Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Garden" in the Tang Dynasty records: When is it? I wonder if there are any Han people, regardless of Wei and Jin Dynasties. In the eyes of others, the lives of these people, no matter in Wei and Jin Dynasties, were suddenly enlightened, with flat and spacious land, houses like dreams, fertile fields, beautiful ponds and bamboos, traffic in different buildings, and chickens and dogs heard about each other.
Shen Congwen also wrote "Taoyuan and Yuanzhou": ... The impression of scholars on Taoyuan has not changed much for thousands of years, so whenever the national strength is weak and accidents happen, many people want to be adherents. This article has increased many people's fantasies and increased many people's drinking capacity. As for the people who live there, no one thinks that they are adherents or immortals, and no one has seen them.
The countryside is really just the talk of frustrated people after drinking or the elegance of idle people. As for the people who live there, no one thinks they are gods and adherents. They live in the so-called Xanadu, bearing the perfection of the picture and the massiness of history. They can't get rid of the picturesque static fate and life. The tragic fate of this potential flow.
In Border Town, the thick, ancient and still scenery of the border town and the picturesque living conditions of the little people in the border town. What about the characters in the painting?
Tea cave, stream, small white tower by the stream, a family under the tower, an old man, a girl and a yellow dog at home. The sun rises, the boat sails by the stream, the sun sets and the boat closes. This life is virtually a painting, like a withered vine and an old tree, like a faint crow, like a small bridge and a flowing family, like a thin horse on an ancient road. This image and taste.
They precipitated great vicissitudes of life, silence and sadness.
As a painting, it has an indelible appreciation value and a strong local flavor. As truth, it is unbearable. Being a person in life is another kind of sadness and helplessness.
Cui Cui's mother died when she was born out of wedlock with an officer, and her father died shortly after her birth. Cui Cui is accompanied by yellow dog, grandfather, ferry, ferry and her mother's vague memory. What I have felt for many years is Linxi Stone, the sky, the sun and the moon, and the river wind.
Cui Cui grew up in windy days, and his skin turned black. Shocked by green mountains and green waters, a pair of eyes are crystal clear. Nature has nurtured and educated her, being naive and lively, and acting like a small animal everywhere. People are really nice, like the weasel on the mountain, never considering cruelty, never worrying, never getting angry ... just like a landscape in the picture. She lives in this eternal picture.
There is no transition between windy and sunny weather, and the town is long and idle. Grandfather and Cui Cui are sitting in the sun on the big stone in front of the door; Or throw a piece of wood into the water from a height, let the yellow dog around jump down from the height of the rock and bring back the title of wood; Or maybe Cui Cui and Huang Gou pricked up their ears to listen to his grandfather talking about war stories in the city many years ago; Or my grandfather and Cui Cui each play a clarinet made of bamboo, greet the bride with a song, and send the girl to her mouth. ...
It is the bride who welcomes the transition. Cui Cui tried to be a ferryman. Standing at the bow of the boat, lazy climbing cable let the boat pass slowly. When the sedan chair is pulled to the shore, Cui Cui will fight on the mountain. After seeing these from a distance, she will turn back to the boat and bring it closer to the shore. Humming alone or picking a wild bouquet to dress up the bride on her head. ...
Calm, ancient and peaceful, natural and simple.
However, Cui Cui is sensitive and fragile, lonely and sad.
If grandpa dies ... the music on the diaojiao building corresponds to this sad mentality. If grandpa dies, will there be any family waiting for her? This is the only way she can see through this photo?
This led to a dark love story in Cui Cui's heart.
The strokes are calm and plain, and the sentences are not brilliant. The sketch can't be lighter. However, the result is still very heavy in the sketch. The secret sadness is that their love disappeared without beginning.
Cui Cui was silent. She just wanted to cry, but there was no reason to cry. Grandfather asked again, and then led the topic to Cui Cui's dead mother ... The old man talked for a while and was silent. ...
It turns out that matchmakers are for elders. But it was her parents who sang for her in the bamboo forest on the high bank of Duixi. Parents should be larks, and parents have the character of poets. Cui Cui prefers his parents to his elders.
Words are always swimming for a water mill or a ferry, and they continue in grandpa's repeated inquiries on the ferry.
My parents like Cui Cui and Cui Cui. He sang 17 night songs for her in Bixi block. He decided that he was destined to be a punter.
Cui Cui felt that life was too ordinary, and he felt a little thin and desolate, and wanted to climb up with new personnel. ...
Cui Cui dreamed that he was floated by a person's song in his dream and picked a handful of Saxifraga on the cliff.
The first matchmaker was an old man, but the old man died. Cui Cui was accused of something she didn't know. Due to family resistance, parents abandoned Cui Cui and went to Taoyuan. Cui Cui's love was shattered. Grandpa died, and she still took the yellow dog to take the ferry.
The whole thing is just in a calm and vicissitudes picture. It gives people unbearable sadness and unbearable weight.
How many people outside the painting are not interested in this kind of sketch? Don't imagine it as heaven? But how many people have really been to the life described in the article?
Life is not a painting. Life needs to flow.
In winter, the built white tower was restored. However, the young man who sang under the moon and made Cui Cui's soul float gently in his sleep never returned to the cave.
Desolate and simple, sadness is over.
All thoughts are floating, all mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon are quiet and condensed in the painting.
Precipitate its heavy background: Xanadu or small mountain city?
This small mountain city is a paradise, but that kind of life is not imaginary.
People in Wei and Jin Dynasties never knew that they were immortals or adherents.