Two questions for the appreciation of Ye Shengtao's prose "Cow"

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During the few years I lived in the countryside, I saw cows every day. But until now, the only thing that seemed to appear in front of me was the cow's big eyes. In winter, cows are tied at the door to bask in the sun. It was lying down, its mouth kept grinding, and its eyes seemed to be wider than when it was busy. Cow's eyes seem to have a lot of white content, which means they are pale. I said it was pale, maybe because there were streaks of blood on it. I think the combination of these two colors can only be simulated by the silence of the deceased combined with the cries of the mourners. The cow's eyes are so big and bulging so high that they scare you. When I walked past the cow when I entered the yard, I always noticed the cow's two big bulging eyes staring at me. I couldn't help but think that if it stared like this, it would stand up suddenly and bump into me. I did feel that there was hatred in those eyes. I also understand why it stares at me like this, always staying far away from it. Sometimes I pay attention to see what actions it will make, but I only see it staring blankly. I feel that there seems to be something else in its eyes that makes people uncomfortable.

There are many children in our yard, who are lively, innocent, and of course naughty. In spring, they swoop at butterflies. In summer, they fished for frogs. When the millet was ripe, there were oily grasshoppers everywhere. They caught them and simmered them in the kitchen. In winter, all the little creatures disappeared, so they played with cows.

Several times, I saw cows and they got angry. It circled around the wooden stake that tied it. He lowered his head, tilted the corners, and stared out from under the corners, as if the impact was going to turn the whole world upside down.

This is how the children played: they stood far away one by one, picked up some stones, and threw them at the cows. At first, the stones were not very big, and when they were thrown on the cow, the skin immediately shook slightly, just like the corners of our mouths moving. Gradually, the stones picked up get bigger. If you throw them on your body, the cow will turn around and stare at you. If a child is particularly bold and clever, he will go to the bamboo garden and find a moso bamboo. Stretch far away to tease the cow's tail, poke the cow's butt, and make the cow angry. However, I have never seen them lift a cow's head. I think even a child can see something uneasy in those big eyes.

At the end of the game, the cow stood up, and the children ran away with a bang. I am very familiar with this kind of trick.

One time, a long-term worker happened to come out of the yard. He was thirty years old, but he was still playful like a child. He grabbed a child and said, "Don't run away," he said. "You will run away when you see a cow. Do you still want to eat crops someday?" He smiled at me and said, "Really, you don't have to be afraid of cows. Look at them." Is it that big? It won't hit anyone. The cow's eyes are a little different."

Here is what the long-term worker told me.

"For example, when we see this wooden stake, it looks like a sky pillar to the ox's eye. For example, a field of more than ten acres looks like it has no edges or edges to the ox's eye. . Everything seen through the cow's eyes is much bigger than before. Looking at us, it is as tall and as big as the Four Diamonds. It is afraid when we stand in front of it. It does not dare to be stubborn and do whatever it wants. They don't dare to be stubborn. It thinks that we can crush it with just two fingers and kick it into the clouds with a lift of our toes. Then it will only obey our orders. Good weather. , rain falls, fields grow, fields mature, we have to plow, it can only plow, there is nothing to say. Is your husband right? Fortunately, the cow has such a pair of eyes, otherwise, it would be so powerful for you to control it. "It's so painful if you step on it for several days. By the way, even five of us can't resist one cow. Fortunately, the cow's eyes can tell that one of us can resist a dozen of them."

From now on, when I go in and out of the yard, I always pay close attention to the eyes of the cows. I understand another meaning that makes people uncomfortable when looking at them. The yellow turbid pupils, the eyes that always looked straight ahead, all had an expression of fear, which turned the hatred in the eyes into sadness. From the cow's point of view, if you can get rid of these eyes, it will be worth becoming blind, because you will be free.

1. Appreciation of the theme and expression of "Cow"

Mr. Ye Shengtao's "Cow" describes how cows are played with and enjoyed by children because their "eyes are a little different." The situation of being enslaved by farmers is a profound anatomy of the servility of being resigned and daring to resist.

Cows are animals that can be "seen every day" in the countryside. It is also a common phenomenon for children to play with cows for fun. "What the long-term workers told me" is also quite commonplace and does not necessarily have scientific truth. The material of the article is not small. However, "it is said that the text is small but its purpose is great, and its meaning is far-reaching."

The image of the cow is obviously a symbol of all the servile, ignorant and numb people in old China. Through the creation of the image of the cow, the author on the one hand analyzes the real reason why the bullied and enslaved people lost their freedom, and on the other hand reveals the ruler's harsh nature and inner softness. The essence of weakness is to inspire people not to be deceived by their own eyes, not to exaggerate the power of others, and to destroy their own prestige. They should face reality, fight bravely, and show that "a collision will turn the whole world upside down." With great power, you can get rid of your unfortunate fate and gain the freedom of life. Although the material is small, the theme is grand; the language is simple, but the meaning is far-reaching.

2. Sadness for its misfortune, anger for its inability to fight - Appreciation of the image creation of "Cow" in "Cow"

Mr. Ye Shengtao's "Cow" creates the artistic image of "Cow" , expressing the complex thoughts and feelings of those servile, ignorant and numb people in old China who "sorrow their misfortune and anger them for not fighting".

The "ox" in the work is "such a big one and so powerful", "it seems like the whole world will turn over when hit", "it will hurt for several days if you step on it" ”, which can be daunting. However, there is "something in its eyes" and "everything it sees is bigger than the original one". Originally, humans "can't resist even five of them", but "from the eyes of a cow, one of us can resist more than a dozen of them." indivual". Precisely because of blindly exaggerating people's capabilities, it endures the teasing and bullying of children and accepts them; when faced with the servitude of farmers, it "dare not be stubborn" and endured silently, "The weather is good, the rain is falling, the fields are growing, and the fields are ripe, we must Plowing, it just plows, nothing to say." The cow is unfortunate, but its misfortune is purely caused by itself. "If you can get rid of these eyes, it is worth becoming blind, because you will have it yourself."

The image of the cow is obviously a symbol of the servile, ignorant and numb people in old China; through the creation of the image of the cow, the author expresses his sympathy for the unfortunate fate of the slaves and his anger at not being able to resist.

Fantasy dreams, full of spiritual thoughts - Appreciation of Hesse's "Lake-Tree-Mountain"

Author: He Dengchuan Reading source: Zhangye No. 2 Middle School, Gansu Province

Hermann Hesse, winner of the 1946 Nobel Prize for Literature, Swiss. "His inspiring works are, on the one hand, highly creative and profoundly insightful, and on the other hand, they symbolize lofty humanitarian ideals and noble style." (Reason for winning the Nobel Prize in Literature) His prose "Lake-Tree-Mountain" " depicts a fantasy dream for us. If we use one word in the article to summarize the characteristics of the author's "dream", it would be: warmth. The blue lake, blue sky, yellow petals, yellow trees, quiet sky, flying butterflies and angels create an otherworldly wonderland that is ethereal yet tangible.

This prose entrusts the author's humanitarian ideals. Wanderers, God, mother, etc. all have strong symbolic meanings: Wanderers symbolize spiritual "tired people" who have no pursuit of life, God symbolizes life mentors, and mothers are the embodiment of love; the article creates a quiet, harmonious, and peaceful dream. , the "wonderland" composed of lakes, trees, mountains, etc. is given a vivid color by the author, which is the projection of the human world in the author's mind. The wanderer has been baptized by the spirit, and the reader seems to have been baptized by the spirit.

The language of this prose is profound, concise and rich. For example, "The boy flew to the angel, turned into an angel himself, and embraced his mother." It writes that the "wanderer" was influenced by love and became the embodiment of love. For example, "At this time, he gradually remembered his own path, his own purpose, and his own name" to write about the awakening of the "wanderer's" life consciousness. For example, "the slight flow of power in the tree", "the slight flow of blood in his heart" and "the slight flow of golden fluid that passed through his body and returned from the dream" have different meanings. ; "The slight flow of power in the trees" and "the slight flow of the golden fluid that passed through his body from the dream and returned" have the same meaning, referring to the "subtle, silent life of plants" "Growing quietly; the "slight flow" in "the sound of the blood flowing in the heart" refers to the revival and flourishing of human life consciousness. For example, "The boy also flew to catch up, shining and light, flying happily through the blue space" using short sentences to express the joy and cheerful mood of the boy. For example, "A dream fell on him from a yellow tree" uses poetic language to bring readers into a wonderful dream that is both real and illusory.

This prose rhetoric uses vivid imagery. For example, "The sky rests quietly on the arched mountain" uses personification to write the tranquility of the sky. For example, "All the animals in the world are here,... let him touch them, let him ask them, let him give them to others." Use parallelism to write about the harmony and tranquility of the dream world.

Exquisite conception is also a major feature of this prose. According to the structural layout of dream-reality-dream, the author allows the "wanderer" to shuttle between dream and reality, making him the clue of the article, which embodies the characteristics of the prose of "the dispersion of form and the gathering of spirit". The transitions in the article are natural and clever. "The Wanderer rubbed his eyes and closed them again", "The Wanderer woke up and thought about the angel", "At this time, he himself began to sing slowly and relaxedly..." These three sentences combined the meaning of "The Wanderer" Dreams and reality are connected in a natural way. At the same time, these three sentences also describe the psychological change process of the "wanderer" from confusion to consciousness.

The wanderer went from "tired" to "gradually remembering his own path, his own purpose, and his own name." In fact, he wrote about the spiritual journey that each of us has experienced, from hesitation to determination, from confusion to sobriety. .

[Original]Lake-Tree-Mountain

Once upon a time there was a lake. On the blue lake, on the blue sky, there is a spring dream, green and yellow. Over there, the sky rests quietly on the arched mountains.

A wanderer, sitting under a tree. Yellow petals fell on his shoulders. He was tired and closed his eyes. Dreams fell on him from the yellow trees.

The Wanderer shrunk and became a little boy listening to his mother singing in the afternoon garden. He saw a butterfly flying, a lovely, joyful yellow under the blue sky. He chased butterflies, he ran across the meadow, he jumped over the stream, he ran to the lakeside. The butterfly flew across the blue lake, and the boy also flew to chase it. It was shining and light, flying happily through the blue space. The sun shines on his wings. He flew after the yellow butterfly, flew over the lake, and flew over the mountains. There was a cloud there, and God stood on it and was singing. God is surrounded by angels. One of the angels, who looks like a boy's mother, stands beside the tulip garden, holding a green watering can at an angle to water the flowers. The boy flew towards the angel, became an angel himself, and embraced his mother.

The wanderer rubbed his eyes and closed them again. He picked a red tulip and put it on his mother's chest, and another one in her hair. Angels and butterflies are flying, and all the animals in the world are here. Whoever's name is called will come over, fly into the boy's hand, and belong to him, let him touch, let him ask, let him give to others.

The Wanderer wakes up and thinks about the angel. He heard the leaves falling slowly from the trees, and heard the subtle, silent life in the trees floating up and down in the golden fluid. The mountain looked towards him. Over the mountains, God in a brown coat is singing. His singing could be heard across the lake. This is a simple song, which blends with the slight flow of power in the tree, the slight flow of blood in the heart, and the slight flow of golden fluid that passed through his body and returned from the dream, creating a harmony. .

At this time, he himself began to sing slowly and stretched out. His singing could not be said to be art. It was like air and waves, just a hum, just buzzing like a bee. This song answers to the God singing in the distance, the fluid song in the trees, and the song flowing in the blood.

The wanderer murmured and sang like this for a long time, like a bell-shaped flower singing to itself in the spring breeze, like a scarecrow playing music in the grass. He sang for an hour, maybe for a year. He sang like a child and like God. He sang about butterflies and his mother. He sang about tulips and lakes. He sang about his blood and the blood in the trees.

He continued on the road, going deeper into this warm land. At this time, he gradually remembered his own path, his own purpose, and his own name. Today is Tuesday, and the train to Milan is running over there. He heard singing coming from very far away across the lake. There stood God in a brown coat, and he kept singing. But the song became increasingly inaudible to the wanderers.