Biography of Hulan River in Grandfather's Garden

Beauty and the pursuit of beauty are the inherent nature of human beings. People appreciate the beauty of nature and create the beauty of life. Writers and artists have opened up an art garden of human beauty and cultivated various artistic flowers with their talents and painstaking efforts, adding incomparable colors to human life.

In the literary world of China in 193s, Xiao Hong, a young female writer, described the local customs of Hulan River, a small town on the northeast border, with her fresh and natural brushwork, and showed the unique artistic personality of the female writer, creating a beautiful but not gorgeous flower for the world literary garden.

First of all, Biography of Hulan River is completely different from other novels in structure. To measure it by the concept of ordinary novels, it has no clues running through the whole book, complete story and central figures. Some people say it is an autobiography, because it describes the writer's family and childhood life, but "the work doesn't talk about family history, family, even the date of birth. This is not in line with the writing and requirements of' biography'." (The Road of Xiao Hong's Literature, page 28).

Mr. Mao Dun once pointed out: "The point is not that The Biography of Hulan River is not like a novel in a strict sense, but that there are other things besides it-something more attractive than a novel: it is a narrative poem, a colorful landscape painting and a string of sad songs." (Introduction to Biography of Hulan River) In the first four chapters of Biography of Hulan River, the author painted a picture of the customs and feelings of Hulan River with the painter's pen and ink, which is colorful, vivid and natural, and created a kind of artistic conception of prose poetry, which is simple and fresh, with a different kind of beauty. The last three chapters of the novel can be regarded as three short stories, which are independent, but the author connects them together because of a unified theme. As if telling some distant and true stories in front of you, it touches the readers' heartstrings and plays a beautiful or melancholy tone for it.

Winter in Hulan River: "The sky is gray ... and it's snowing all day. People walk fast, their mouths breathe like smoke when they meet the cold, and seven horses pull a cart and run one by one in the wilderness, holding lanterns and swinging big whips ... These people are steaming in the ice and snow. "

What a morning scene this is of a rural town in the northeast. It is full of vitality and smells of local flavor. The sound of horses' hooves and the sound of whipping broke the silent morning; And the jumping lanterns and the rising heat make the picture full of rich local colors.

As for the old man who sells steamed bread, he has shoes with round eggs and frozen palms on his feet, and walks forward with a box on his back, his eyes are frosty and his beard is heavy ...

As for the big mud pit in Dongerdao Street, it is five or six feet deep. It doesn't rain, and it is like porridge. When it rains, it rises brightly and rises to the walls of people on both sides.

The flaming cloud of Hulan River is also particularly dazzling. "The child's face is red, the big white dog is red, the red rooster is golden, and the black hen is red sandalwood." "... the little white pig turned into a little golden pig. Red, golden, half purple and half yellow, half gray and half white, grape gray, pear yellow, eggplant purple ... "It's really colorful and gorgeous.

From the ground to the sky, the writer's ingenious pen seems to bring you into the town of Hulan River. Not only the morning scene, the flaming clouds, but also the butterflies, Chinese cabbage and green bristlegrass in the garden make you vividly remember. There is also the cry of the child who has not been slept after dusk: "Crow, crow, you fight, give you two buckets of food"; The bright and desolate song in the powder room, "husbands of others get together and Meng Jiangnv's husband goes to repair the Great Wall", is also heard in your ears. Swing a simple aesthetic feeling in your heart, so real and natural! Make you feel intoxicated, be in the morning and evening of the town, and feel the rich smell of the town.

This is also due to its novel structure which is not like a novel. If we deliberately conceive it, put it into the inherent mode: beginning, development, climax and ending, set the stage and make waves, we will lose the beauty of natural simplicity, and it is difficult to make people feel "naturally carved".

at the beginning of the first chapter, the author wrote, "When the earth is sealed in severe winter, the earth is cracked everywhere, from south to north, from east to west ..." The reader has a taste of the natural, social and human features of Hulan River from the perspective of the cold earth in the northeast town. In the second chapter, we followed the author's brush strokes into the spiritual world of people in Hulan River. The great god, who was shivering everywhere, jumped to midnight and the drums rang loudly. Crowded and desolate, the lonely river lamp still flows down in the black river; The drama of Yetaizi affects all the people in the town, brewing many stories that may be happy or unfortunate; On April 18 th, at the Niangniang Temple, women without sons were putting on a pair of glasses for the goddesses. People crowded around to watch the performance of the "tumbler" ... In the fourth chapter, we saw the carefree and willful growth of the childhood author in his grandfather's shelter, pampering and doting.

We only feel that this is the author's letter, which is natural and free and easy, without femininity or affectation. We never feel that we need a complete plot and a central figure because it is not like a novel. When we see the life of a group of people who are leaking powder in the last few chapters, we feel a kind of desolation and sorrow. When little reunion's daughter-in-law was tortured to death, the neighbors' comments were full, which made you both hate their ignorance and cruelty, and grieve for their being poisoned and unconscious. It was not until the author finally wrote about the love between Miss Wang and the grinding official Feng Waizuizi that they broke through the feudal barriers and lived a loving and prosperous life in poverty, slander and slander, only to breathe a sigh of relief. I can't help but admire their bravery and their tenacious vitality.

The whole novel is simple and fluent, just like you and the author are listening to her talk about Hulan River, her beautiful hometown, on a beautiful starry night. Although it is sad and melancholy, it is still beautiful and moving. As Mao Dun said, it is more attractive than a novel.

Secondly, Biography of Hulan River is also unique in its language use. When reading it, you will feel a long river flowing slowly and calmly, sometimes splashing a few witty and humorous waves. Just like the author's bright eyes shining with wisdom.

In the backyard of the author's childhood: the flowers are blooming, just like the flowers wake up. Birds fly, as if flying into the sky. Insects bark, as if talking. Everything is alive and has unlimited skills. You can do whatever you want, whatever you want, and you are free. If you want to climb the shelf, you can climb the shelf, if you want to climb the house, if you want to open a yellow flower, you can make a cucumber. Even a cucumber doesn't bear fruit, a flower doesn't bloom and no one asks it ...

The sky is blue, high and far away ... It's like being on the green grass on the side of the blue sky. We close our eyes slightly and listen to a clear stream flowing quietly beside us. How touching and lovely the backyard in the author's childhood mind is! Can not help but make people have a kind of aesthetic transcendence and spiritual purification, so that there are no adjectives, let alone gorgeous. And the language is so gentle, just like a simple girl telling her children about her infatuation, which is true and straightforward, but fascinating.

When we talked about my grandfather squatting on the ground and pulling weeds, the author of childhood secretly planted twenty or thirty red roses on his straw hat. My grandfather read in his mouth: It rained heavily this spring, and our rose bloomed so sweetly that I was afraid I could smell it two miles away. Then my grandfather came into the house wearing red flowers. My grandmother laughed, my parents laughed, and my grandfather laughed for more than ten minutes. I rolled around on the kang and laughed. My grandfather just forgot, so I said, "Grandpa, it's really raining this year." We can't help laughing at the deafening laughter of the author's childhood "disturbing the whole backyard" It seems that the red flowers are dazzling, the fragrance of flowers is attacking people, and the laughter of family members is lingering in your ears ... It is the author's humorous style that has a strong artistic appeal, which makes you ugly, spiritually happy and produces beautiful emotions.

And the man who sold steamed bread struggled to get up after falling, and even the steamed bread was picked up in the box with ice and snow. When he counted it, it didn't count. After he understood it, he said to the man who ate steamed bread, "On a cold day, the land cracked and ate my steamed bread." The pedestrians who listened laughed. Readers can't help laughing. For the humor of the characters in the book and for the humor of the author.

When the author of Hulan River Biography describes the lives of working people and reveals their poverty, hopelessness, ignorance and numbness, irony makes people feel sad and miserable.

The rented mill where pigs are raised has moss on the grass on the roof. As soon as it rains, the people in that house go to the room with baskets to pick mushrooms. They are extremely proud of picking mushrooms, but all the people in the yard are envious and hate why they don't live in that straw house. So I sighed and sighed. The mushroom picker deliberately chose a few big ones to throw down to show off, but he forgot that there was a hole in the roof, and accidentally dropped his foot. When he pulled out his foot, the shoes on his foot disappeared, and they fell from the roof into the boiling water and rolled over ...

Readers will never laugh because of the interesting scene, even if they laugh, they will be heavy, sad and tearful. Sympathize with their misfortune, but also cool their numbness. This is also the aesthetic effect of the author's satirical humor.

Xiao Hong, a female writer, not only uglifies the chapters in Biography of Hulan River with a unique structure, but also describes the local life, customs and habits of people along the Hulan River with calm and plain brushwork, and at the same time creates a poetic mood and a fairy-tale mood for us:

There is a big garden in my home, where bees, butterflies, dragonflies and grasshoppers are everywhere. Butterflies include white butterflies and yellow butterflies.

this kind of butterfly is very small, which is not very pretty. The beautiful butterfly is red, covered with gold powder. Dragonflies are gold and ants are green. Bees are buzzing and flying, covered in fluff, and fall on a flower, and they are as fat as a small fur ball.

The garden is bright, red, green, fresh and beautiful. It is said that this garden used to be an orchard. Grandma likes to eat fruit, so she planted an orchard. Grandma likes raising sheep again, so the sheep ate the fruit trees. So all the fruit trees died.

As far as I can remember, there was only one cherry tree and one plum tree in the garden, because both cherries and plums didn't bear much fruit, so I thought they didn't exist. When I was young, I only thought there was a big elm tree in the garden. The elm tree is in the northwest corner of the garden. When the wind comes, the elm tree whistles first, and when it rains, the big elm tree smokes first. As soon as the sun comes out, the leaves of the big elm tree shine, and they shine like mussels on the beach.

This is a fairy tale kingdom. Although the language is still simple, it is full of heavy colors, colorful colors, vibrant life, butterflies flying and golden light shining. And you are walking in it, accepting the cultivation of your soul. It is this beautiful garden that constitutes the author's childhood happiness and free life, and creates the author's passionate and resolute character.