Yes, the old pagoda tree is a tree, a very old pagoda tree. It has been standing there, even the oldest and most experienced Lao Zhang in the yard doesn't know. But Lao Zhang remembers the joy that those old locusts brought to the yard.

The small courtyard is a quadrangle, facing the street, and in front is the most prosperous Renmin Road in that town. The old pagoda tree stands on the right side of the courtyard gate, and its huge roots are intertwined, half under the courtyard of the courtyard and half under the sidewalk of Renmin Road. Anyone who is familiar with the temper of a tree knows that where its roots are rooted, its crown extends.

Sophora japonica is a natural giant umbrella in the town. Whenever hot summer comes, it will block the scorching heat wave. Under the tree, it is a paradise for small town people. Old people shake cattail leaf fans to play chess, girls and their wives talk about the embroidery of soles, and children are happiest, pouting and teasing ants under the tree. Lao Zhang is the owner of the small courtyard, and he is also the half owner of the old tree. He likes the noise of fireworks. He goes from south to north, whether it's the old neighborhood under the tree or strangers passing by. When he came, he took a small stool and had a cup of tea. In a few words, he became an old friend.

Live a popular life. The life of Lao Zhang's family is booming in that booming popularity, and it is really getting more and more prosperous. The children have grown up one by one and made great achievements, and they will also rummage through the old house and yard at home. Lao Zhang became the head of the family, so he took a small pot of Yixing purple sand and sat on the stone table on the old locust tree, sipping it leisurely. Watching people on the road and listening to birds chirping on the top of the old locust tree give a day when immortals don't change.

Lao Zhang is very grateful to the old locust tree and is very kind to it. In spring, he dug a deep ditch around the old pagoda tree, filled it with fermented soil and fertilizer, and then poured enough water. The old pagoda tree is like a panacea, and it will rejuvenate at once. Summer has come, I am crazy, my leaves are oily, green, shiny and airtight, and the whole yard is locked in a cool atmosphere. Several inexplicable holes appeared on the old pagoda tree, which were drilled by pests. This hole is like biting Lao Zhang. Lao Zhang is fidgeting. He quickly found syringes and medicines, mixed them in proportion, gave an injection to the old pagoda tree, and searched around the tree, never letting go of a small hole. Passers-by, when they saw Lao Zhang wearing reading glasses and giving injections to trees, couldn't help joking with him: Lao Zhang, when did you become a tree doctor? Ha ha! Tree doctor, woodpecker. Lao Zhang didn't mind, ha ha smiled twice and replied, this tree is better than people. Can you live in a tree?

Yes, yes, but it also depends on the tree in which it lives. People accosted and walked away, but Lao Zhang was frozen there by his words.

He is right, the life of a tree sometimes lies not in itself, not in the sunshine and rain provided by nature, but in the choice of the initial seeds, or in the choice of people. The old pagoda tree is facing an unprecedented disaster. The tree doesn't know, but Lao Zhang knows.

After his son came back, he expanded his business to small towns and their hometown. He wants to tear down all the houses in his hometown, build a diaojiao building and have a farmhouse. The tourism industry in the town is booming, but the catering and accommodation services in the town are still far behind. The people in the town are as lazy and dull as Lao Zhang, but Lao Zhang's son has a keen sense of smell. Gai Lou, the old pagoda tree is the first stumbling block to be removed. Move, only death. If you don't move, you are dead. You must saw it off. It is better to cut down a tree than to spend so much effort to move it. My son's mouth flew, and Lao Zhang blushed and his neck was thick: You dare not even try that tree!

The match between Lao Zhang and his son began that day. Lao Zhang guards hard, and his son cuts down trees hard. The old locust tree is registered by the local forestry department, so it is not so easy to cut it down. This is the only thing that reassures Lao Zhang.

In those days, my son seemed to stop talking about cutting down trees. Driving his black Mercedes every day? Huh? All of a sudden? Huh? And then there was no sign? Occasionally, I will care about the old locust tree and water it with a bucket.

Lao Zhang doesn't know what happened to the old locust tree. It seems to predict something, and its spirit is getting tired every day. The shiny oil-green leaves slowly lose their luster and turn white. Before leaving that summer, a leaf began to fall, just like an old man's hair. Lao Zhang looked at the dead leaves in that place, and he was so distressed that he shed tears, but he could do nothing. That old pagoda tree is dying slowly.

People in the town seldom gather under the old locust tree anymore. The good old days, like the fallen leaves of a tree, drifted away bit by bit.

Lao Zhang said to his son: people can't just have money.

China people generally hate the rich.

The old locust fell down on a stormy dark rainy night. A typhoon swept through the town, and the old locust tree failed to escape the disaster. In fact, compared with typhoons in previous years, that typhoon was not violent. People are not resistant to diseases when they are old, and trees are not resistant to wind when they are old. Lao Zhangcan can only comfort himself in this way.

The fallen roots of the old pagoda tree turned black and rotted.

If it weren't for my son's tears, if it weren't for him lying in the hospital tied like a white zongzi. The secret about the old pagoda tree may be with it forever. But my son couldn't help it. He held back for many days and said to Lao Zhang, Dad, you're right. You can't only have money if you have it. Is it the poorest time for a person?

Lao Zhang's son went to his old classmates to help him get a logging license. The old classmate told him unhurriedly: according to the relevant regulations, we have no right to give you this logging license, but you have to understand that we also have no right to prevent a tree from dying normally? Trees have life and death. That sentence made Lao Zhang's son suddenly enlightened. He stopped arguing with his stubborn father. He only bought one medicine, mixed it with water, and fed it to the old pagoda tree from time to time?

Dad, the old locust tree didn't kill me this time, but smashed my car. Are you still thinking about your kindness to it? I'm sorry about the old locust tree, right?

Lao Zhang lived for more than 60 years, boasting that he ate more salt than his son and crossed more bridges than his son, but he never thought that his son would have such a trick against him and the old locust tree.

In order to atone, the son said that he would buy 1000 seedlings of Sophora japonica on the barren hills in the town after the injury.

Seeing his son's shame and regret, Lao Zhang couldn't tell what it was like.

(From Red Bean No.9 20 15)

Reading theme of "the normal death of a tree"

(1) The following analysis and appreciation of the ideological content and artistic features of this novel are the two most appropriate (5 points).

A. the root of the old locust tree? Half under the yard and half under the sidewalk of Renmin Road? On the one hand, it shows that the old locust tree is deeply rooted and leafy, on the other hand, it also lays the groundwork for the following son to think that the old locust tree is in the way.

B. There are several holes drilled by pests in the old locust tree. That hole looks like it was bitten on Lao Zhang? A figurative sentence vividly connects Lao Zhang and the old pagoda tree, making the two images symbolic and intriguing.

C. Lao Zhang said: Can you live a tree? Passers-by said: it depends on the tree where it lives. This detail shows that the man has foreseen the tragic ending of the old locust tree, and at the same time promoted the plot, which is quite clever.

D. Lao Zhang saw the old locust tree die slowly and said to his son: people can't just have money. It can be seen that Lao Zhang already knows that his son has done something to the old locust tree. This sentence is not only used to persuade my son, but also implies the main idea.

E. The story of an old pagoda tree from its flourishing leaves to its sudden death is tortuous and moving, and the conflict between father and son caused by it contains the author's anxiety and reflection on the current social ethics, which is the profound point of the novel.

(2) There are three lines in the novel: old pagoda tree, father and son. Please choose two of them to sort out the plot of the novel. (6 points)

(3) What are his personality characteristics when the novel portrays his son? Please analyze it briefly. (6 points)

(4) The novel has been written for three times, and my son's attitude and performance towards the old pagoda tree are different. Please analyze it in chronological order and explain what effect this writing has. (8 points)

Read the answer to "The Normal Death of a Tree"

(1) Give e 3 points, A 2 points and B 1 points; Answer C D does not give points.

⑵ Old locust tree: leafy and shady? Growing status leads to father-son conflict? Slowly wither and die? Fall down and rot on a stormy night.

Father: Enjoy the shade of Sophora japonica and take good care of it? Refuse to cut down trees and teach your son a lesson? Seeing the tree wither and feeling sad and helpless? Knowing the truth is complicated.

Son: Do you have scruples about cutting down trees because they are in the way? Ask your classmates for help. Do you have an idea? Care about the surface of the tree? Confess to your father after being hit by a tree.

(3) (1) Smart and economical. When everyone is lazy and dull, he has a keen sense of smell, finds business opportunities in the town, and prepares to develop catering and accommodation business. (2) Be blinded by profit and do whatever it takes. In order to make money in Gai Lou, I cut down old trees and poisoned them by secret means. 3 conscience is not lost, and mistakes can be changed. After being injured by a tree, he realized his mistake, confessed to his father and decided to plant trees to make up for it.

(4)① Is it a tree for the first time? Why not saw it off? ,? Are you drooling? This kind of performance is the true performance of thinking that trees hinder their business and make money, and they want to cut down trees.

(2) The second time is occasional? Care about the old locust tree and water it with bottled water? Behind my concern about watering, I was inspired by my classmates' suggestions and secretly tampered with the old Sophora japonica tree and drugged it.

(3) The last time I shed tears and confessed to my father, I was glad that the tree didn't crush me, but only smashed the car. He said to buy 1000 Sophora japonica seedlings on the barren hills in the town after the injury? Behind this is the guilt and repentance found by conscience.

Although the three descriptions are different in performance, they are interrelated and progressive, enriching the son's character image, increasing the interest of the novel plot and highlighting the theme of the novel's in-depth thinking on matter and spirit.