This book was written in 1952. The author ernest hemingway (1899- 196 1) once worked as a reporter in the Kansas City Star, and his writing was concise and lively. During the First World War, he served in the front line of Italy as an ambulance crew. He believes that war will make a man; Unexpectedly, the greatest achievement of the war is to destroy people's ideals and make people no longer believe in the myth of love. 1926, The Sun Also Rises was published, and Hemingway became the spokesman of the "lost generation" because of this book. The Old Man and the Sea, based on the real experience of a Cuban fisherman, is Hemingway's masterpiece to prove his creative strength in his later years. The novel was originally published anonymously in Life magazine. The concise and powerful style of the novel deeply touched readers and aroused their strong curiosity: Who is the author? Since then, Life Magazine has invited 65,438+000 celebrities to comment on this work and publish them one by one. Only then did the magazine publish the name of the author of the book, which made people feel a lot, and extended sincere congratulations and deep respect to Hemingway. The book sold 5.3 million copies in just 48 hours. The novel 1952 won the Pulitzer Prize, and 1954 won the Nobel Prize in Literature. The old man Santiago has also become a famous "tough guy" image in the history of literature and film. However, Hemingway himself was defeated by ill-fated and various diseases, and committed suicide with a shotgun in July of 196 1. Content essence

Fisherman Santiago is old and unlucky. For 84 days, he went out to sea every day, but he came back by boat every day. Even his sail looks like a "flag that marks past failures". His wife died, and Manorine, a child who used to fish with him, was forced by his parents to help on other boats. But Manorine has great respect for the elderly. Every time he comes back, he always goes ashore to help him clean up the fishing line, hook and harpoon.

The old man's shack was empty, and the old man and his children talked about the evening dinner (which actually didn't exist) and their favorite baseball team, and the conversation continued day after day. Manorine took care of the old man, bought him a light meal and prepared bait for tomorrow. The old man fell asleep. He no longer dreamed of storms, big fish and fights as he did when he was young, but of naughty and lovely lions on the beach in a foreign country.

This is the 85th day that the old man didn't catch any fish. The weather is clear and the sea is calm. He rowed out to sea, determined to break through bad luck and catch a big fish. While rowing, he talked with the sea, fish and seabirds. Since his child Manorine left him, he has developed this habit of talking to himself.

He felt the fishing rod moving. He felt that in the depth of 100 fathom, a marlin was eating sardines on the tip of the hook. He pulled the fishing line and knew that the fish was very big. This fish is very clever. After taking the bait, it doesn't jerk. It just pulled the boat and swam slowly to the vast sea. I spent the whole day on a strange trip. The shoulder of the old man pulling the fishing line is very sore. At this time, how much he longed for his children to be with him, so that he could take the lead. At the same time, he has a strange feeling about fish. He appreciates the courage and intelligence of fish. In the evening, the old man was very tired. He hopes to get some sleep. The next day, in addition to deep fatigue, the old man began to cramp his left hand again, which hurt badly. He finally saw the fish that surfaced. It's longer than a boat and very beautiful. In the afternoon, the cramp stopped, and the old man ate some raw fish to save energy for the upcoming game. At night, the old man's hand was pulled and jumped in the fish, and his skin was raw and bloody.

On the third day, the fish began to spin, which is a sign that the game is coming to an end. When the fish emerged from the water, the old man tried to pull it closer and closer. He held back all the pain, exhausted all his strength and plunged the harpoon neatly into the fish's waist. The big fish soon died in the struggle. The old man tied it to the side of the boat and began to return.

However, the trouble of the old man is not over. The blood of dead fish attracts sharks. They swam along this route and bit off the fish. The old man successfully killed a shark, but the shark also took the harpoon when it sank. As a last resort, the old man had to deal with sharks with knives, sticks and rudders. When the ship entered the harbor in the middle of the night, the struggle around the clock exhausted the old man. The big fish was dismembered, and its beauty and precious fish no longer existed.

The sad and lonely old man put down the mast, picked up the broken fishing gear and walked back to his shack in a trance. He was exhausted and fell asleep on his stomach.

Manorine, the child, first wept bitterly for the old man's experience, and then brought him hot coffee. He said that he would go fishing with the old man no matter how his parents objected.

The big fish had only a thick fish bone left and was thrown into the garbage. In the hut, the old man who had drunk coffee fell asleep again. He dreamed of lions. The child Manorine is with him.

Despite this, many readers still insist that although the old man finally dragged back a fish skeleton after three days and nights of fighting, he did not get any practical gains, but from the spirit of the old man who dared to fight against his fate, he still achieved a brilliant victory. The views of these readers are more intriguing than the story of the old man and the sea itself.

Readers need to face up to the fact that heroes are tragic and helpless in the end. The old man and the sea is not so much a heroic hymn as a tragedy. Even if the old man won a brilliant victory, it was also a tragic victory. Even if the old man is a hero, he is also a tragic hero. And the waves are rolling, and the old man and his boat may be overturned at any time.

Big waves wash sand, heroes are useless, so you don't want to be that tragic character, you need to find a new way out. Hemingway did not find a way out. He lived a miserable life and could not escape, so he had to commit suicide. Many people around you, including big bosses, small bosses, senior managers, workers, and many self-employed, whether they are rich or poor, have status or not, they are also living in pain and cannot escape. They can only disguise themselves to look better. If you can't find a way out, you can only repeat their tragedy.

Where is the way out? People look everywhere, and you look everywhere. Looking in the crowd is likely to go through many times. When you pass it, you have a strange feeling, a wonderful feeling. You just don't know, because you dare not face it, and miss it again and again.

There it is. You can only get it from the real thing. You can only find a real way out from reality. From some specious outlets, you can only go astray.