Holding Lu Xun's flowers in the morning and picking them up in the evening, we savored the innocence when we were young and frivolous between the lines, and our thoughts seemed to float to the carefree days that once belonged to us.
Just like its unique name, Flowers in the Morning is a famous masterpiece written by Mr. Lu Xun in his later years. When I am old and tired, I will still have the original taste in my heart and feel that I have another taste. Flowers that bloom in the morning will become more delicate with the dawn. When the sun sets, they will be picked and lose their delicate fragrance when they first bloom. However, the irradiation of the sunset glow adds a charm to them, and the faint fragrance is guided by the wind, which makes people think. It's like tasting a delicious dish and chewing it carefully. When I was a child, the taste of innocence stayed in my heart and slowly overflowed.
Mr. Lu Xun is a great writer, and his childhood is not boring. He is a countryman, but he can study like a city man. Less rough country children and more knowledge. Less children of girls in the city, more generous style. He misses the carefree days in the Herbal Garden, interacting with bugs, as if such a childhood was enough. When the adults were in a daze, they got into the Herbal Garden at an extremely fast speed. Oil flies sing here, crickets accompany them, and Lu Xun's childhood seems to be spent in a waltz of nature.
Boring is the best interpretation of Mr. Lu Xun's Sanwei study. Being a little lazy for a while will also be influenced by the old man's sentence: "Where did everyone go?" Shout back, all day long in addition to reading or reading, idle boring.
The naivety revealed in the book seems to have infected me inadvertently. Maybe Lu Xun's article really has some magic. He explored my heart with a child's simple eyes and aroused my voice.
Some people say that the most important thing to see if a person can really write an article is whether there is emotion in his article. The teacher once said: only emotions can turn articles into flesh and blood. I have to admit that Lu Xun is really good. Although all his words are plain and simple, his passion is beyond doubt. He hopes to really embrace nature, look forward to wandering in the mountains and rivers, and look forward to one day being one with bugs. Reading and reading, it's as if the old man suddenly became a vibrant child, smelling of sunshine.
Reflections on "Flowers in the Morning and Flowers in the Evening"
After reading Lu Xun's "Morning Flowers Pick Up in the Evening", I appreciate the innocent feelings between the lines from time to time, and can't help but see the fascinating natural picture scroll.
I read Lu Xun's essays about childhood memories, just as I read the childlike interest of loving nature and yearning for freedom from Mr. Lu Xun's heart. I seem to have seen Lu Xun when he was young. While adults were not looking, he got into the herb garden. He picked wild flowers and fruits with insects. In San Tan Yin Yue, despite the strict instruction of Mr. Shou, he still can't stand the childishness in the students' hearts.
All the feelings are so naive and unforgettable, and learning has aroused my inner * * * *, which is why I like it so much, especially when the author looks at the world from the perspective of a child, which makes people feel very kind and full of passion.
My home belongs to the suburbs, and there is a large field nearby. When I was a child, I always went there to enjoy the warm sunshine and breeze in autumn and pick all the rape flowers there. I was intoxicated by the embrace of nature. My partner and I are working hard for our future and studying hard. Therefore, we can't indulge in the innocence of childhood, without kindness, freedom and love for nature.
Childhood has drifted away, leaving only those trivial memories. It is better to read "Flowers in the Morning" carefully and experience the childhood dreams of different times below. I don't know why Mr. Lu Xun changed "Memories of Time Past" into "Flowers in the Morning and Picking Up in the Evening", but I have to say that it is not just an old thing, but a new thing, a happy event and a sad thing. There is no denying that Lu Xun's scolding is China's unique skill, so that some people are nervous about scolding dogs, cats and mice, and they can't take off their barbed hats. No wonder Mr. Lu loves to scold "dogs". This kind of good thing of "cursing animals" is not "breaking the law". Only his old man's house has taken up all the light, at least he is happier than killing pigs with a white knife and going out with a red knife.
Not to mention whether those "famous professors" have dropped a dog's blood on their heads, but this "unruly" "high hat" has been firmly put on, making people see that the "dagger" is in the middle. Even a thin collection of reminiscence essays is full of indignation and sharpness of other essays and novels. Irony is charming. Of course, in Lu Xun's works, this is called art. ..
In the Chinese textbooks of primary and junior high schools, every one has Lu Xun's articles, and most of them are selected from this beautiful name-"morning flowers pick up in the evening". I've been thinking about it for a long time, and I also want to know what the morning flowers I picked up in the evening taste.
Acid. Indeed, reading Lu Xun's article is a bit sour. What acid? Sadness. You see "Father's Disease", the author never writes positively about the decline of his family's wealth. Judging from his father's words, the author's fatigue of running around is peaceful on the surface, but he can't help it inside. At the end of the article, YanTaitai instigated the author to yell at his father, but left the "biggest mistake" to the author. Touching, and there is no lack of YanTaitai's selfish and talkative image secretly mocked.
Sweet doesn't mention the warmth of Chang and Lu Xun saluting during the Chinese New Year, nor does it mention the cheerfulness and liveliness of watching the social drama and the fifth cabin meeting. It only mentions the childlike interest of "oil flies singing in the grass garden and crickets playing the piano here", all the feelings are innocent and romantic, and all the tastes are kind and gentle, as if they had boarded the unique Lushi Bridge and entered their sweet childhood hometown.
Bitter. It is bitter to be enemies of "celebrities" and "gentlemen", bitter to die of Chang's father and son, and bitter to bid farewell to Mr. Fujino. He jumped into the "big dye vat" of old China and couldn't get rid of it, which was even more miserable. The revolution is bitter, the people are bitter, and Lu Xun is also bitter. There is also this book "Flowers at Morning" that has been visited in tyranny, darkness and cigar smoke.
Spicy. Lu Xun's true colors. Spicy brushwork will naturally have the person pointed by the pen. The phrase "A thousand rebukes point to a man, but he looks at him coldly" is awe-inspiring with the image of a man with indomitable spirit, and shows no mercy to the attacks and taunts of the opposition and conservative forces. For example, the biting satire on Chen and Xu is very intriguing.
The smell of salty tears. Simple and touching prose is enough to make people cry. The dribs and drabs of the past are the salt in Flowers in the Morning, and the memories are stained with salt and splashed on the readers' thoughtful hearts.
Most of the memoirs I have read are idle and catching shadows, but I have never seen the morning flowers picked this evening have a different flavor, as colorful as the morning flowers. It was Lu Xun's wonderful childhood.