The brief introduction of Qiu Si Nostalgia 20 13 has been compiled into the seventh grade of junior middle school Chinese People's Education Edition 1 the third lesson of the first unit of the semester. And primary school Chinese, Hebei Education Edition, sixth grade, Volume II 18.
Missing in Autumn is a real experience of the author's life, despite its simple words. Miss in Autumn is an article written by the author at the most broken time of his life. Between the lines, he is full of emotional catharsis, complaining that life is so unfair. But what he wants to express is not at this level. He didn't just tell everyone his feelings and his resentment. What he wants to say is that when your misfortune comes, it doesn't really fall apart. Your misfortune is also the misfortune of the person you love. Remember that people who care about you are more sad than you. Shi Tiesheng's mother just wants to show her son, okay? Chrysanthemums in Beihai are in full bloom ... "Tell my son to face life calmly. But the son and mother didn't go to see the chrysanthemums in Beihai together, but the son really understood the true meaning of life from his mother's death! In other words, no matter how many times life hits you, you should stand up bravely and face life with a smile. This is also the case. Later, Shi Tiesheng's works were full of inspiration, and Ditan and I inspired countless people. Miss in autumn is affectionate, light and calm. It's autumn again, and my sister pushes me to Beihai to see chrysanthemums. Yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble, purple flowers are warm and deep, and the autumn wind is blooming brilliantly. I know what my mother didn't finish. So is my sister. We are together. Let's live. "
What is the main point of the article? Me? After his legs were paralyzed, his temper became furious. Mom wants to stick out? Me? The courage to live, when she was seriously ill with liver disease and couldn't sleep all night, still insisted on pushing? Me? Go to Beihai Park to see chrysanthemums. At the last breath of her life, when she was about to leave this world, she was still worried? Me? And an underage sister.
The article runs through several small things in life. Me? When you lose your temper, mom? Hide quietly? 、? Stealing attention? 、? Sneaking in again? , in? Me? When I agreed to go to Beihai Park to see chrysanthemums, my mother came again? Overjoyed? 、? Sit for a while and stand for a while? The description of words and plots fully shows the mother's understanding, sympathy and care for her son, the breadth, depth and selflessness of maternal love, and the affection between mother and child in the world, which is touching.
After his legs were paralyzed, his temper became irritable. Looking at the geese heading north in the sky outside the window, I will suddenly smash the glass in front of me; Listening to Li Guyi's sweet singing, I will slam what I have at hand on the surrounding walls. At this time, my mother will quietly hide out and listen to my movements in places where I can't see them. When everything was calm again, she came in quietly, her eyes were red and she looked at me. ? I heard that the flowers in Beihai are in bloom, so I pushed you for a walk. ? She always said that. Mother likes flowers, but the flowers she helped plant have died since my leg was paralyzed. ? No, I'm not going! ? I severely hit these two hateful legs and shouted,? How can I live! ? My mother rushed over and grabbed my hand, holding back her tears and saying, we girls are together, have a good life, have a good life?
But I never knew that her illness had reached that stage. Later, my sister told me that my mother often couldn't sleep all night because of the pain in her liver.
That day, I was sitting alone in the house, looking at the leaves outside the window? Hey? The ground drops. Mother came in and stood at the window: the chrysanthemums in Beihai are in bloom. Let me push you to have a look. ? There was a pleading expression on her gaunt face. ? What time? If you like, she said tomorrow. She was overjoyed by my answer. ? Okay, tomorrow. ? I said. She was so happy that she sat down and stood for a while. Then get ready quickly. Oh, are you bored? A few steps, there is nothing to prepare! ? She smiled, too, sitting next to me, mumbling: After watching chrysanthemums, shall we go to eat imitation food? When I was a child, I liked pea yellow there best. Remember that time I took you to Beihai? You said Yang Shuhua was a caterpillar, running and stomping one to death with one foot? She suddenly stopped talking. For what? Run? And then what? Step on? In a word, she is more sensitive than me. She went out quietly again.
She went out and never came back.
She was still vomiting blood when the neighbors carried her to the car. I didn't expect her to be so ill. Watching the tricycle go away, I never thought it would be forever.
When the neighbor's boy went to see her behind my back, she was breathing hard, like her hard life. Someone told me that the last thing she said before she fainted was:? My sick son and my underage daughter?