in luck
Little reunion's daughter-in-law, the hero, is just a twelve-year-old girl. She is tall, strong and full of energy, and married a decent "good family". But she doesn't have the meanness, pettiness and humble servility of other women. However, it is this difference that makes her a "heterogeneous" in the eyes of neighbors and aunts. People living in this closed space by the Hulan River do not allow differences and individuality, and do not like passion and vitality. So everyone agrees that little reunion's daughter-in-law is "too generous" and "has no sense of shame", and "sits there straight and walks fast" and "doesn't look like a reunited daughter-in-law". So when little reunion's daughter-in-law was beaten by her mother-in-law, people praised "it should have been beaten long ago"; When little reunion's daughter-in-law was about to "take a bath", neighbors and aunts flocked in, tore off little reunion's daughter-in-law's clothes and poured hot water on her head, regardless of the life and death of the 12-year-old girl. "Later, she didn't even move, didn't cry or laugh"; "I was scalded by hot water three times that night and fainted once"; "That little reunion daughter-in-law, who cried and cried, seems to have never cried and cried in this world"; "Two months ago, little reunion's dark and smiling daughter-in-law died."
A tragic sight
The famous female writer Zhang Ailing once wrote: Life is a gorgeous robe full of lice. Yes, when I read Xiao Hong's Hulan and Biography completely and discussed the cause of little reunion's daughter-in-law's death with the teaching students, I clearly saw that it was covered with lice.
This 12-year-old girl, known as 14-year-old, once had "long black hair and a big braid" and once "smiled at me". Said the food was beautiful, and I wanted to sit up and play with glass balls: this shows how healthy and lively she was at the beginning and how beautiful and strong her life was. When she was forced to take a bath naked in public, "screaming and jumping around in the jar as if she were running for her life" portrayed her desire and yearning for life instinct in a critical moment. This is the last note of a vivid life: a healthy and happy girl, because of her strong vitality and straightforward personality, was beaten by her mother-in-law and tortured by everyone "in good faith" until her death. Little reunion's daughter-in-law loves to hit people as long as she is unhappy. Who are you hitting? In contrast, beating your wife is cost-effective. When a daughter-in-law is beaten, she will be afraid, avoid and scream, but these are incomprehensible in the eyes of Hulanhe people. On the contrary, because the daughter-in-law was seriously ill, the mother-in-law resisted the idea of hitting people, pitiful. My mother-in-law made a mistake, and then I was tortured and destroyed by quacks, real tourists, jumping gods and so on. , finally died. All this happened so naturally, so smoothly, so in line with common sense: it is natural for a mother-in-law to train a daughter-in-law, which is a tradition and a conventional gift; I was beaten by my mother-in-law, hurt, hurt, and cried, screamed, escaped, and even called "I want to go home" when I was afraid. This is not polite, but possessed; For the "sick" daughter-in-law, please ask the gods for treatment. Jumping is a custom and a family relationship; When a family is in trouble, how can neighbors stand by and watch? This is the homesickness of the neighborhood. Sad, painful! People's lives are despised, trampled, killed, and killed by these harmless people!
murderer
The tragic fate of little reunion's wife being abused to death certainly makes us extremely sad, but what makes us shudder even more is that the killers who destroyed little reunion's wife's soul and body are a group of women who share the same tragic fate with her.
So, what caused the female tragedy of "killing each other" Is it because of the viciousness of mother-in-law and neighbors? Obviously not. Although occasionally fierce, but the nature is still good. Their killing is based on a kind of "good" desire.
What on earth made this group of simple and kind women "... I feel excited when I hear" there will be two washes ",and people who want to go home to sleep are also refreshed? This community along the Hulan River is really like a stagnant pool, without any waves or colors, except for the feudal tradition and folk customs that have lasted for thousands of years. This tradition fetters people's dreams and emotions like shackles and poisons the spirit that alienates women. They lost their motherhood and even their humanity. On the one hand, they are satisfied with human oppression and destruction. On the other hand, they consciously or unconsciously act as slaves to defend morality in a patriarchal society, instinctively reject all "heresy" and extinguish all differences and disobedience in ignorance. Therefore, when little reunion's daughter-in-law's healthy and lively humanity shows a little publicity, they will suppress it by any means until they suffocate and a fresh life withers.
they
In fact, there are many women who have similar fate with little reunion's daughter-in-law.
In those seventeen years, some were beating and cursing, and some were serving others. She never hurt anyone, but in the end, with a sad smile on her face, she called "Third Young Master" and walked step by step to Ming Feng at the bottom of the lake. The feudal elder, headed by Mrs. Chen, offended Mr. Gao's spirit by giving birth at home as a "massacre" and was forced to give birth outside the city. Jui-chueh was crying "Xuan Ming ... help me ..." during dystocia. Xianglinsao, who was killed by feudal superstition and chastity ... They, one after another, are doomed. Good is killed by evil, and beauty is destroyed by ugliness.
cry out
Xiao Hong writes about the morbid mental state of women at the bottom with the exquisiteness and keenness of a female writer, with the purpose of "exposing the suffering and attracting the attention of treatment". In the cry for help of little reunion's daughter-in-law, "I want to go home", she gave a loud cry for the recovery and awakening of women's democratic consciousness. Explore and learn this article, so that students can understand a period of history and a reality. In this increasingly civilized society, let students know the supreme value of life, and all injuries under any guise will never have a place. Our great human beings will move towards the harmony of civilization and realize the real equality of human beings.
Yin Su
Since the beginning of civilization, male chauvinism has been affecting the development of history. In a male-centered society, the image of women is empty. They have nothing but material and spiritual, and their value as human beings has been trampled on. For thousands of years, women have been sacrificed under the traditional customs and historical inertia representing male power. What is even more frightening is that women themselves have internalized this enslaved state in history, making it a kind of collective unconsciousness they have, and women's fate has been ups and downs in the double persecution of abuse and self-abuse. In Xiao Hong's eyes, a woman's greatest sorrow is not because she has experienced ups and downs, but because she gave in and admitted this misfortune. They were first victims of feudal ethics, and then unconsciously became defenders of this ethics. Therefore, the women in the same class as little reunion's daughter-in-law Ming Feng, Rui Yu and Sister Xianglin acted as their accomplices to death.
The external environment is of course an important reason for women's humble historical position, but women's willingness to be dominated by men from generation to generation is an obstacle to women's liberation. The real awakening and liberation of women includes nature, society, thought and many other aspects. They should not only gain economic autonomy and establish their position in society, but more importantly, they should be completely awakened from the ideological field and emancipated spiritually, so as to realize that men and women are born equal, regardless of rank.
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The original text of "Song of Eternal Sorrow-Night Talk Around the Furnace" and related comments (Douban);
It's getting cold, so Wang Qiyao and Uncle Mao Mao discuss installing a chimney stove in the room to keep warm. We don't have to flinch when we come to play cards and have tea. Mao Mao's uncle agreed, saying that he would buy stoves and iron pipes. Wang Qiyao gave him money, but he didn't want it, saying it was obvious that everyone had benefited. How could she spend it alone? The next day, Uncle Mao Mao brought a worker. The worker is riding a yellow croaker car with something on it. Uncle Mao Mao taught him where to install the stove, how to get out of the chimney and which direction to smoke. It was finished in less than half a day. Because the pipes are closely connected, there is no smoke leakage, and the fire burns quickly. Lunch is cooked on the stove. The room warms up and smells of food. Wang Qiyao buried a sweet potato in the stove again. Soon, the sweet potato was also fragrant. I don't want to eat snacks when I come to tea in the afternoon. I baked sweet potatoes around the stove to eat. Just like a child. Still rushing to add briquettes, there were so many people that they almost went out. Hurry up and add firewood, the fire is booming again. It's getting dark, the room is dark, and the fire reflects people's faces. Everything is deformed, dreamy and illusory. It seems that in order to compare with this stove, it began to snow the next day, not the usual sleet in the south of the Yangtze River, but the real dry snow, which accumulated a thick layer on the roof of the windowsill and purified even Anli.
This is the winter of 1957, and great things are happening in the outside world, which has nothing to do with this small world by the fire. This small world is in the corner of the world, or in the gap, and each other is forgotten, but it is also a woman. There is snow outside the window and fire in the room. What a beautiful night! They are all very clever and have written many articles on this stove. Dry Korean fish, bake rice cake slices, sit in a boiling pot and rinse mutton, with noodles below. They come in the morning, and when they come, they sit by the fire and chat and eat. Lunch, snacks and dinner are all connected. The sun on a snowy day, whether it is the same or not, seems to have no time. That time is also related. Only when it was dark outside the window did they hesitate to get up and go home. At this time, the temperature is below zero and the ground is frozen. They shivered and slipped, like a half-awakened person.
Sitting around the fire also breeds a family-like atmosphere. They're like family. Wang Qiyao and Jenny Yan knit wool, while Mao Mao's uncle and Sasha take wool balls for them and are responsible for releasing the city. Each of them made an egg jiaozi with a spoon on the stove. They made a circle in the pot and arranged flowers and pagodas. They also talk a little casually and are joking. The object of their jokes is always Sasha; Take the Soviet woman as the material and ask him if he has ever eaten Soviet bread permanently. Sasha said: Soviet bread is ok, but there are too many onions and potatoes in the Soviet Union. Everyone recognized the hidden meaning of his words and laughed and cursed. Sasha has the cheek to say that if you are interested, he can provide Soviet bread, but take care of onions and potatoes. When they scolded him again, he said indignantly, this is an attack by the bourgeoisie on the proletariat. Wang Qiyao asked indignantly: Who is the bourgeoisie? Speaking of being barren, she was the first one who was barren and lived with two hands. Sasha said, then why don't you help them? I support you! Jenny Yan said: industry has given you the proletariat, and now we are the real proletariat, but you are the productive forces! Wang Qiyao said: I won't help you take care of Sasha, even if I have no property. We eat China rice and you eat Soviet bread. This is the real difference. Jenny Yan and Mao Mao's uncle clapped their hands and said they were good. Sasha was miserable and said that they had joined forces to bully him because he had no father or mother. Others are really ashamed of what he said, so comfort him. But he grabbed Wang Qiyao's hand and said shamelessly, Let me call you mom! Wang Qiyao shook off his hand and spat at him: You are making fun of your parents. Everyone laughed. Seeing that he didn't care, they joked and asked questions blindly. Sasha said, what's strange about this? In a word, it's going to rain and mom is getting married. Everyone is happier. Laughing and laughing, I can't help but look down on Sasha and think that he is half a beggar.
Sasha was amused to see them happy. He secretly said, look at you bourgeois and social scum, emitting the stale spirit of mothballs and living a disgraceful life! But he really likes them. On the one hand, they can provide him with food, which is an endless eating pattern. Sasha has a good mouth, which is probably one of the sequelae of tuberculosis. He loves to eat, and when he is not full, he develops his taste by eating too much. He can enjoy the welfare of Wang Qiyao. He likes them. Secondly, they can help him kill time. Contrary to his lack of money, his time is really terrible. When he opened his eyes in the morning, he was thinking about how to kill time. They are a group of people who have as much time as he does, which is quite interesting. Their different opinions can enrich his social experience. Sasha is a person who values experience. Experience can help him understand the world and make waves in it. Sasha is willing to pay some price because of their irreplaceable benefits. In fact, he didn't take them seriously, so he dared to say anything. There are some true things in these rumors, which have been going on all the time, telling them to accept them or not. What is mixing? This is mixing. Hanging out day after day, there is truth in truth and falsehood in falsehood. Pretend you don't know what you know and pretend you know what you don't know. The sun goes from east to west, then from west to east, and so does the moon. This is the way the city alternates day and night.
One day, everyone teased Sasha to introduce him to his girlfriend. Sasha wants nobody but Yan's daughter. Jenny Yan said that her daughter was still very young, so she said she was willing to wait, and she would not regret it when she was white. Jenny Yan said you would call me mother-in-law Sasha said: I am honored to have Mrs. Yan as my mother-in-law. Everyone laughed, the soup in the casserole overflowed and sizzled, and the egg dumplings and meatballs in the field rolled around, which was also a happy look. Sasha suddenly said seriously, I want to introduce someone. When people asked who it was, Sasha said, it's him. Point your finger at Uncle Mao Mao. The two smiled and asked who introduced them, but they were a little uneasy, thinking that this person could say anything. Sasha just laughed and didn't answer, so they forced him. Sasha said, you will scold me. Everyone present had heartbeats and nervous faces, but they still asked with a smile. Sasha said: Do you promise not to scold me? At this time, people have some understanding in their hearts. All three people have strange faces and are unwilling to laugh. Wang Qiyao said: Of course, scolding is necessary. Dogs can also spit ivory out of their mouths! Sasha said: So, Teacher Wang already knows who I am talking about. Otherwise, she will definitely be scolded. Wang Qiyao didn't want to be trapped by him at once. He blushed with embarrassment and laughed. He really said something. Which one of your words is not for scolding? Sasha still blushed: What if you don't swear? Wang Qiyao was a little short of breath, and the porcelain spoon in his hand was heavily placed, but the handle of the spoon was broken on the edge of the casserole, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. On this day, no matter how much Sasha said, Mao Mao's uncle made up for it in time, but he couldn't come back. I barely sat in the evening, and the room was scattered before it was dark. It's snowing outside, people are trampling everywhere and dirty mud is dripping. It's already sunny, surprisingly bright, and we can see the pores on our faces. Wang Qiyao sent everyone downstairs to say goodbye to each other. Enthusiastic heart, showing some bravado.
A day later, Jenny Yan told Mao Mao's uncle privately that Wang Qiyao was too boring. Sasha is obviously joking. What's the big deal? She was so angry that everyone was humiliated. Mao Mao's uncle said calmly that Wang Qiyao was not angry either, and it was common for him to accidentally break a spoon. Jenny Yan said: I don't mean that she broke the spoon. I don't think Sasha meant to joke, but she did. Then she glanced at her cousin's face. Mao Mao's uncle was a little unnatural and said with a smile, I think your cousin is too considerate, and there is nothing wrong with it. Jenny Yan snorted: In fact, you all know it in your heart. You are a smart man, so I won't say more. I just want to tell you that now everyone has nothing to do. Let's play and have fun together. There must be no other heart. Mao Mao's uncle smiled and said, Cousin, what do you think I can do? Jenny Yan snorted again: You can guarantee that you have no other heart, but you can't guarantee that others don't. Listen to her words seems to have the meaning of don't want to let Wang Qiyao, and inconvenience to defend her, so we have to silence. When Mrs. Yan saw that he was silent, she thought she had listened to him, so she relented and said, You are playing my cousin. What should I tell your parents if something happens? Uncle Mao Mao said; What will happen to an adult like me? Jenny Yan nodded and said that it would be too late to wait for an accident. They went downstairs to Wang Qiyao. When they got there, they found Sasha warming himself, and his white and thin hands were turning pancakes on the stove. Wang Qiyao one-sided boiled water, two people circumstances, there is a not a strike up a conversation. When the sun shines in, the room is a little gray, and there are countless dust flying. Jenny Yan and Uncle Mao Mao also sat around the fire, forgetting all the unhappiness of that day and starting a new day.
Near the Spring Festival, Wang Qiyao grinds glutinous rice flour with a small plate by the fireside. She soaked the glutinous rice the night before and the rice grains swelled up. Sasha volunteered to scoop the rice into the eye, half a spoonful of water and half a spoonful of rice. Mao Mao's uncle shakes the mill, while Wang Qiyao uses stones, Tian Chun and sesame seeds. Jenny Yan does nothing but give instructions in her mouth. The room is filled with the fragrance of sesame seeds, and I can't wait to put it in my mouth at once. At this time, Sasha appreciates the happiness of life carefully created. This kind of life is in a snail's shell or a frog in the well. It doesn't look far, it only looks near. By breaking time and crushing time, it can prolong short life. Sasha was a little moved and even became a little serious. He modestly asked why glutinous rice should be soaked in water and how to make black sea sand. As soon as they explained it to him, he suddenly became a good boy, and people forgave his past pranks. They promised him to cook all kinds of delicious food for him during the Chinese New Year, such as sugar rice cakes, fried spring rolls, walnuts, pine nut candy, one by one, and so on. Sasha thought: this is really a world to eat. It is not enough to be busy cooking and eating every day. He couldn't help but sigh and read: Who knows that every Chinese food is hard! Jenny Yan laughed before, saying that this is only half the effort and the other half of the clothes. Maybe you haven't heard of Sasha. Speaking of clothes, that sentence is even more unfinished. Wang Qiyao and Jenny Yan talked one by one, as if feathers and skirts were flying in front of them. Sasha forgot what he was doing, grinding in the same place. Uncle Mao Mao, who is rocking the mill, is also crazy. This is a world woven by lines from the outside, and it takes a lot of effort to connect the whole body with beauty. Jenny Yan said with infinite emotion: being a man is most reflected in dressing up. It is the interest and spirit of being a man, and it is also the most important. Sasha asked, what about the food? Jenny Yan shook her head and said, Eating is the lining of being a man. Although it is also very important, it is not as convincing and valuable as making a face declaration. Of course, the lining has its practical side, which is for people to see. However, if you are a man who is completely invisible to others, how much flavor does it have? Speaking of which, Jenny Yan was a little sad and her voice dropped. A moment ago, it was a warm labor scene, but then it was silent, and the mill and mortar made a hollow sound. The aroma of sesame seeds is boring, and milky rice paste is also boring color. The walls and floors are covered with black coal dust, the air is dirty and dry, and the fire in the stove looks dim and pale in the sun. Everything has a sense of impurity. It's not as bad as mud, but it's not so dirty. It's a little stain, like the mildew of Huangmei.
However, darkness masks these. Twilight flows into the window, like a warm and thin liquid, and everything is covered with a film. Objects, space, sound and breath all become separated, vague and uncertain. Only the fire in the furnace rises sharply, warms up and inspires people's body and mind. This is the softest moment by the fire, and all desires have become interdependent needs, leaving them to fend for themselves. Even if the sky falls, what can it do? What is the use of thinking about yesterday and tomorrow? They peeled off the shell of sugar-fried chestnuts, and the smell of fried chestnuts was deeply rooted in people's hearts. They chatted the most idle gossip, every word was spit out from the bottom of my heart, with the warmth between my stomach and abdomen. They put an iron pot on the stove, fried watermelon seeds dried in summer, and mixed them with some big ginkgo. The bitter taste of Ginkgo biloba has a penetrating power, which stands out from a variety of well-known or unknown smells and has the meaning of awakening the world, so it is ignored. They are all so good as one person, and they can't understand why there is a gap between them. They can't be better. They are so gentle and considerate. This is a moment of understanding. What can they do except understand? It's cold and dark outside, and both of them are heating up, which adds light to the room. It is best not to melt the snow. If it's all gone, the fire should burn. They are still talking, whispering and forgetting everything they say. This is what they want! There is no trace to find, but it is endless. What they say is nothing more than the sweetness of fried chestnuts, the fragrance of melon seeds and the bitterness of ginkgo biloba. They also said that the dumplings were smooth, the wine was mellow, and there were tender eggs in the wine soup. Well, it's dark to the end, and then it's bright; After all, the news of confidence has also been said, and it is inevitable to separate again. They walked and walked, but they didn't walk and couldn't move. They said they would meet tomorrow, but they didn't want to end it tonight. No matter how good tomorrow is, it is still unknown. Tonight is just around the corner. Catch one in your hand. It is impossible to leak in time. Time does not leak, and I will leave in the blink of an eye.
Their days are wasted, and their nights are carefully spent. They gathered around the stove to guess riddles and tell stories. Many riddles can't be answered, and many stories have no head or tail. Wang Qiyao said that it's like New Year's Eve, but they celebrate it every day and every night. I can't keep this year and month. Mao Mao's uncle said that they regard night as day, but no matter how they play the devil's advocate, the sun is always in the east and the moon is always in the west. Jenny Yan said they were still like a wake, but the deceased was the great-grandfather of previous generations, and the funeral was a happy event. Sasha said they were like Siberian hunters, but in the end they were all empty. They all describe each other. In a word, they all like such a night. There are many foods that make a small noise and smell on the stove, filling the gaps in the world. All the bricks and stones in this world are made of these fine fillers. They also played some simple games by the fireside and tied the shed with a unique thread. The thread shed passed around in their hands, holding patterns; In the end, it was either a knot or a break. They also tie a knot with their hair and untie it. Some are untied, some are broken, and some are tighter and tighter. They have a nine-chain, which turns on and off, and eventually they are a group or scattered all over the floor. They also have a puzzle, no matter how ever-changing, they can't jump out of the box. They used their brains, and how much intelligence was born and annihilated here. These little things are used as fertilizer for big things, and many big things grow by eating the remains of small things. Don't underestimate these tiny things, even the dust in this world, when the sun comes out, there are songs and dances.
.2011-02-2510: 05: 57 I don't feel anything when I look at it like this (Dream King) ... My book is published by Writers Publishing House 1996, and the font is wide and thin, which really fits the tone of the article. ...
& gt delete. 2011-03-08 02: 06: 06 sikong. It can be seen that it is necessary to win prizes at the right time, otherwise it will be beneficial in the short term and an obstacle in the long term.
In fact, among Wang Anyi's many works, Song of Eternal Sorrow is not the best. Among the many works of Mao Dun Award, it is often not the best one. At that time, I was going to give an award to Wang Anyi. She misjudged the wrong person. At that time, she hadn't written Fu Ping, and I forgot whether Thirty Times of Running Water had been written. Minnie may be more negative, right? Anyway, I took out the dragon and handed in my homework.
Anyway, I feel really unfair when people mention that Wang Anyi is a song of everlasting regret. At first, I will recommend Minnie and Fu Ping and several short stories. Finally, I realize that I can't compete with the prize effect.
& gt delete. 2011-03-2810: 37: 23 the snow sweeper felt the same way. Minnie and Fu Ping were even more impressed, and Song of Eternal Sorrow unexpectedly catered to the fashion. The author uses Wang Qiyao's era to criticize the contemporary roughness, but Wang Qiyao's era is not the author's ideal world, and neither is the author.
"Little Black Married" comments are as follows:
I recently finished reading the book Marriage of Little Black Boys. Its author, Zhao Shuli, is an important representative writer of "Yam Yao Dan" school. The Marriage of Little Erhei was written in the spring of 1943. It is a famous work of Zhao Shuli, and it is a representative work that reflects his creative thoughts of finding problems and forming themes in practical work. In my opinion, a good novel focuses on the development and change of the plot, and the characters focus on authenticity and credibility. In this novel, the author can see truth, goodness and beauty in humor. Due to the factors of the times, everyone only saw the educational role of this book in criticizing rural feudalism and local hegemonic forces and publicizing the freedom of marriage and equality for all. But I think that a good novel can not only play a certain social function, but also be rich and memorable.
The story is simple: Xiao erhei and Xiao Qin are free to fall in love, but they are opposed by many parties. First, Xiao erhei's father, who studied divination and looked at the Gregorian calendar, strongly opposed it, because he figured out that the two young people were incompatible in character and their fate was wrong. Second, Qin Xiao, who has always been a little romantic, also made a big noise on the grounds of jumping into the sky and not voting for marriage; Third, two brothers, Wang Jin and Wang Xing, who have been drooling over Qin Xiao's beauty in the village, even tied two young people who are in love with each other to the village office with their little rights. At this point, the climax of the story began, and the village director gave Xiao erhei his stubborn father a lesson on legal and rational marital autonomy; Qin Xiao, she prefers an old and vigorous mother, because the city people's "strange" eyes and ridicule have changed their original intentions; Of course, the most exciting thing is to expose the evil deeds of Wang Jin and Wang Xing and relieve them of their power in the village. So in the end, Xiao erhei and Xiao Qin took advantage of the wind of freedom to have a happy ending-marriage!