Reflections after reading "Old Things in the South of the City"

Thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City" (6 articles)

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Thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City" 1

If you put your childhood aside like an old hat, forget your childhood like an unused phone number Er Jing, then you are extremely stupid.

——Inscription

"Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky... I ask you when will you come here, and don't linger when you come..." This is a light farewell The ballad appears in "Old Things in the South of the City".

The thought-provoking words and long narrative in "Old Things in the South of the City" brought me into that cruel and memorable old Beijing, and narrated the author's nostalgia for childhood and his call for the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, and Each story can make my mind wander, and multiple overlapping feelings emerge in my heart at the same time. "Old Things in the South of the City" is full of a nostalgic tone, and it expresses its multiple layers of emotional colors in a natural and subtle way. Everything in the book is so orderly, the slow flowing water, the slow camel team, the slowly passing people, the slowly passing years... the scenery, objects, people, things, and feelings are perfectly combined, just like a book. An elegant and subtle poem.

The tearful "Hui'an Pavilion", the melancholy "Let's Go to the Sea", the sad "Aunt Lan", and the reluctant "Donkey Rolling" make people feel a kind of Father's love, "I am no longer a child when my father's flowers fall", which makes people feel a complex and sincere warmth, are all vividly reflected in the book. The full text is connected with the author's childhood, telling the story of the cute and innocent little Yingzi's trust in various people at that time. Unexpectedly, the protagonist always left her, just like her childhood was gone forever. When she was in the old house, she met Xiuzhen, a "crazy" woman who was waiting for Xiao Guizi every day in the Hui'an Pavilion. She searched day and night for the cruelly abandoned child Xiao Guizi. Yingzi felt extremely sympathetic and decided to help her find Xiao Guizi. One day, Yingzi discovered that her friend Xiao Niuzi had the same life experience as Xiao Guizi. She was surprised to find that Xiao Niuzi was Xiao Guizi. She let Xiuzhen and Xiao Niuzi go and sent them away. However, Yingzi, who was close friends with Xiaoguizi and Xiuzhen, was extremely sad. The little yellow chicken they had taken care of together was killed by Song's mother. She was in a coma for many days. When she finally woke up, she heard a bad news: Xiaoguizi and Xiuzhen was crushed to death by a train. In the new house, Yingzi met a man. His thick lips were topped by a few hairs that were bright and shiny. Yingzi knew that this man stole other people's things so that his younger brother could go to school. Yingzi didn't know whether he was a good person or a bad person. Unfortunately, their conversation in the grass was discovered by police spies, who arrested the man. Yingzi didn't know what to do. She sympathized with him but thought he was a bad person, and she was filled with melancholy. After a while, a special person came to Yingzi's house - her father's friend Aunt Lan. She was sold by her cruel parents when she was a child and worked in a theater as a brothel girl. Later, she was forced to marry Uncle Shi as his concubine. Later, she saw clearly the ugly face of Uncle Shi and decided to leave. future. The relationship between Yingzi and Aunt Lan was very deep. After leaving, Yingzi felt like crying again. Later, Yingzi experienced the most regretful and sad thing in her life - the nanny Song Ma passed away. Song's mother, who had taken good care of her since she was a child, is gone. She no longer has anyone who can serve her and let her lose her temper. Her mother is very strict and she no longer has a way to vent her anger. Song's mother was unyielding and endured hardship. Her daughter died young and her son was bought by a cruel husband. The cruel husband also forced her to return to the countryside to farm. Song's mother had to leave the place where she had stayed for ten years. Place - Yingzi's house. Before she left, Song's mother told her: "Study hard and bring glory to your family when you grow up. You are no longer a child, you have to take care of your younger brothers and sisters!" This sentence has been echoing in Yingzi's ears, and she always remembers it. Study hard and speak as a student representative at the graduation ceremony. Just when she was happy, death fell on Yingzi's father. When Yingzi spoke about her thoughts at this moment on the podium, her father also died shortly after. Yingzi was heartbroken, recalling that when she was a child, she was ignorant and made her father angry, but her father's love was everywhere, and Yingzi could not repay him. She truly understood: her father's flower has fallen, and she is already an older child, and has to take care of her mother and younger siblings. She encountered many things in her childhood, ups and downs, but Yingzi got through them with strength until she became a famous writer - Lin Haiyin, who is also the author of "Old Things in the South of the City".

"Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is green and green..." The flowers have fallen, Yingzi has grown up, and the most precious childhood has passed. Accompanied by this faint sadness, I once again opened "Old Things in the South of the City". Thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City" 2

The ground is covered with red and falling flowers are flying in the snow. The fragrance of flowers is still there, and the shadows of flowers are graceful. In this season when the petals are flying, falling leisurely, and the fragrance is lingering.

Opening the old book - "Old Things in the South of the City", I seemed to hear familiar calls coming from behind me, warm and familiar. When I walked into the book, I seemed to be in a dream, trance-like and hazy.

The beautiful writing style and touching story of "Old Things in the South of the City" deeply attracted me. Everything written in the book is so touching and immersive.

The protagonist in the book - Yingzi. She is a kind, intelligent girl with different ideas from others. Yingzi has a special perspective on things and people. Others think Xiu Zhen is crazy and want to stay away from Xiu Zhen. But Yingzi became Xiuzhen's first friend. They met a thief in the wasteland, but when Eiko knew that the thief was stealing things so that his younger brother could afford to go to school, she felt that he was not a thief, but was just forced by the helplessness of life. Yingzi felt that the thief who loved his family and his younger brother so sincerely and even made mistakes for the sake of his family, which brought him notoriety, must be a kind-hearted person and a person with good nature. As long as living conditions can improve, he will definitely be able to help others enthusiastically. Yingzi feels that people who can love others regardless of themselves are essentially kind and lovely. Therefore, when the thief was caught by the police, Yingzi's heart was filled with sadness. Yingzi also actively helps Aunt Lan and Uncle Dexian, who have a special relationship with her father, to connect, hoping that people with good nature can find their own happiness...

As the petals fall, a gust of cold wind blows However, my father’s flower of life was blown away. Among the falling petals, Dad’s smile was reflected in the sunset. Yingzi held back the tears in her eyes and told herself with strength that her father is gone, I don’t have a father anymore, and my father will never come back. Yingzi knew that her father would never come back, so her young shoulders should become stronger and it was time to carry the family. Yingzi knew deeply that she was no longer a child and it was time to share more with her mother.

Dad is gone and Yingzi has grown up. Yingzi's childhood is gone forever. However, the past events of living in the south of Beijing always linger in Yingzi's mind, always attracting Yingzi to keep recalling, chewing and pursuing. Memories make Yingzi's thoughts dance. Yingzi missed her carefree childhood, and Yingzi missed all the people and things she encountered in her childhood, so Yingzi wrote "Old Things in the South of the City" and recorded her happy childhood in this book. The Yingzi in the book is kind and simple, persistent and serious about everything. I like such a happy and kind-hearted Yingzi. The stories in the book are like the warm breeze in February that washes away my soul, allowing me to enjoy the fun of life, being inspired and educated.

When I encounter something difficult in my life. I always think of Yingzi and her strength.

I remember it was a sunny afternoon when my mother taught me to ride a bicycle. I was so happy at that time that I got on the bike in a flash. I rode well at first, but as soon as my mother let go, I fell down with the bike. A burst of tears of grievance, helplessness, and sadness filled my eyes. I was extremely upset. My grievances and annoyance were like two floods that swallowed me up, as if there was an unknown fire with nowhere to vent. This was a sudden blow to my self-confidence. On the one hand, I complained in my heart about my mother's sudden letting go, and on the other hand, I felt frustrated that I was too useless. At this time, a person suddenly flashed in my mind - Yingzi. I thought of Yingzi who never gave up or compromised in anything. Yingzi relieved my frustration, inspired me, and educated me. Yes! When her father passed away, Yingzi, who had lost her support, acted so strong. And if I only fell once, did I give up on myself? Can't I complain that my mother didn't hold me steady just because I fell? So, I quickly got on the bicycle again. I held the bicycle faucet tightly and told myself that I could master the method of riding a bicycle. There is a voice inside me that constantly encourages myself. Study like Yingzi, you can do it. I gritted my teeth and my heart beat loudly, but after falling a few times, I mastered the method of riding a bicycle and learned how to ride a bicycle. It was Yingzi who gave me strength and courage when I was most lost and confused.

A good book is like a close friend, constantly encouraging me, and like a good teacher, constantly admonishing me to walk on the right path.

The flowers are falling and my thoughts are dancing. The flowers have withered but will bloom again next year. Yingzi is quietly waiting for the next spring. That innocent little Yingzi in Chengnan, are you still there? Even if you are no longer there, your past in Chengnan will always be engraved in Chengnan, and you will always be imprinted in my heart. Look, your smile is still printed on the petals...

Closing the book, a warm current surged into my heart... After reading "Old Things in the South of the City" 3

First reading of "The South of the City" "Old Things" is like falling into a retro photo album, looking for the memory of childhood in the yellowing.

Childhood is short, and it is beautiful because of its shortness. For many people, childhood is an endless book, full of innocence, happiness, curiosity and mystery about the unknown. Everything is beautiful and fleeting, fleeting and beautiful.

There are many writers who write about childhood, but Lin Haiyin's method of describing childhood is different from other writers. It goes against the usual experiential essay style and uses the eyes of a little girl to peek into the adult world happening around her. Lin Haiyin in the book Using delicate brushstrokes to depict each character, the "old events" seem to be right in front of you, and vivid characters appear one after another: the uncultured but hard-working mother who gave birth to a large number of children. His father, who was full of majesty and progressive ideas but died young; Song Ma, who used milk and worked as a helper for four months a year in exchange for four yuan a month, two pairs of silver jewelry, clothes for all seasons, and a new bedding; emotional frustration led to " The Xiuzhen mother and daughter who were "crazy" eventually died in a car accident; Aunt Lan, a prostitute who was full of feminine charm and considerate; the boy who bought old goods and was forced to embark on the road of theft due to life... There are recurring protagonists. The characters are also scratched out in a few strokes, but they are deeply rooted in the supporting roles, making them unforgettable. The author lays out a picture of life, allowing people to read not only some of the old customs and customs of old Beijing, but also the cultural traces brought by Yingzi's family as immigrants from their hometown in southern Fujian.

Seeing the adult world through the eyes of a child seems to narrow the passage, but it also increases the purity and imagination of the novel. In Yingzi's eyes, no matter who he is, he is kind, even the young man who sells groceries who became a thief, and Mrs. Song's lazy and irresponsible husband "Huang Ban'erya" who is addicted to eating, gambling, etc. are no exception. . This is in line with a child's first understanding of the world: in the beginning, human beings are inherently good. The structure is simple yet intriguing. When I talk about childhood, the pond behind the house, my mother’s slap and the bag my father carries every time he comes home come to mind. All these things seem to be fixed in life, and they cannot be shaken off no matter how hard they shake. There is really a feeling of "the jade curtain cannot be rolled away, but it will come back when it is smashed on the anvil of clothes".

Childhood is like a dream, dreaming of grandma’s bridge; childhood is like a bridge, leading to the road to the future. I have always felt that this is the best commentary on childhood. Yes! Childhood is like a dream, everything in the dream is novel, so as children we will not feel tired. Like Lin Haiyin, if you look at the world with the eyes of a child, then this world and this life are just a dream, a dream that will not tire you, a dream as pure as water. Six thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City"

When I mentioned "Old Things in the South of the City", the first thing that came to my mind was the clear and melodious, simple and profound song "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass was green and green. It was late." The wind blows and the sound of the willow flute fades, and the sun sets outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, friends are rarely seen. Life is rarely full of reunions, but there are many separations. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.

I ask you when you will return here, and don’t linger when you come. At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, my friends are half scattered. A pot of turbidity is used to spread the remaining joy. Don’t sleep in the cold tonight..." And under the falling flowers, there is a man with short hair. picture of a girl, silently in the afterglow of the setting sun. While reading "Old Things in the South of the City", I recalled the scenes in the movie, as if I was actually there: the camel team under the winter sun, the crazy woman Xiuzhen in Hui'an Pavilion, the thick lips squatting in the grass and stealing for her younger brother to go to school. The thief, the pretty Aunt Lan who loves to laugh, Niu'er, her friend who was abused by her adoptive father in the miserable childhood, her father's good friend Uncle Dexian, the nanny Song Ma who stays with her day and night, and her loving father who is seriously ill... an inexperienced person. Xiao Yingzi's thoughts have been lingering in the changes of time and destiny for a long time. But these people all left in the hurried footsteps of childhood.

"Life is rarely about reunions, only about separations." Why did he already experience the sorrow of "half acquaintances" at such a young age? Oleanders were scattered all over the ground, and Yingzi was in ignorance and silence. Farewell to my childhood... When I read "Old Things in the South of the City", I didn't have too many distracting thoughts, because there weren't too many ups and downs in the plot, so my mood was indifferent and peaceful. What moved me was just the indifference and purity that rippled through the words. With the clear eyes of a child and fresh and elegant words, Mr. Haiyin tells her affection for the old things in the south of the city. After half a century of separation, the fallen flowers in the south of the city are still there, but what are scattered are just fragments of people's memories.

"Seeing the camel team approaching under the winter sun, and hearing the slow and sweet ringing of bells, my childhood came back to me." The decaying battlements of the ancient capital of Beijing, the bells of camels in the setting sun, the remote alleys of the busy city... Between the calmness and calmness, many joys and sorrows pass through the trajectory of life. For a child, what is the use of sorrow? "A pot of turbidity spreads all the remaining joy, don't dream cold tonight", childhood is gone, leaving endless longing and nostalgia... looking back suddenly, the petals scattered on the ground, telling With the feelings of midsummer... the music of Li Ge is still lingering in my ears, with a hint of sadness and a touch of deep lovesickness... In my feelings, there is less ignorance and more nostalgia. Just like the silent oleander on her lapel.

Thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City" 4

Thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City"

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky

The evening wind blows the willow flute, and the sunset mountain Outside the mountains

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, acquaintances are half scattered

Life is rarely about reunions, only separations are many

Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, there are fragrant grasses Biliantian

I asked you when you will return here, and don’t linger when you come back

At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, half of your close friends are scattered

A pot of turbidity is poured out Yu Huan, don’t dream cold tonight

Accompanied by this melancholy melody, I gently approach Yingzi’s world...

Others laugh at me for being too crazy. Laughing at other people can't see through it.

The story takes place in the 1920s. Yingzi's family moved to Beijing and hired a wet nurse, Song Ma. The first house in the alley is Hui'an Pavilion. It is said that a crazy woman named Xiuzhen lived there. Even Xiuzhen's parents said so. Adults who are on guard everywhere never forget to remind their children to stay away from crazy people. It wasn't until Yingzi fought with the madman that the mystery of the madman was slowly revealed. Is she really crazy? Or was it just because her parents rumored that she was crazy that she had to be "crazy"? In order to marry him, the beloved poor college student said he was going home to sell his land, but he left for 6 years and was not heard from again. He gave birth to a daughter, Xiao Guizi, out of wedlock, but she was quietly abandoned by her mother before she could take a good look at her. . From then on, she became a mad woman in the eyes of everyone. She told the truth, but was regarded as gossip. Xiuzhen's parents would rather let the world think their daughter was crazy than lose their reputation. Yes, one second she was living in the past, and the next second she jumped back to the present. One second she was still recalling the sweetness with Si Kang, and the next second she was thinking of her lost daughter Xiaoguizi. This crazy woman made clothes for Xiao Guizi when she had time. She made one set after another, but Xiao Guizi was nowhere to be seen. In this desperate place, Xiao Guizi, who Xiu Zhen had been unable to find, is actually right in front of her. She is Yingzi's good friend Niu'er. Yingzi finally reunited the mother and daughter. After the two recognized each other, they decided to take a train to find Si Kang. However, the story ended abruptly. Yingzi became seriously ill. When she woke up, she found that the travel expenses she had given to Xiuzhen before leaving were still there. In the end, adults still thought Xiuzhen was just a lunatic who kidnapped children...

There are no absolute good people or bad people in the world, good or bad is just a matter of thoughts.

"Let's Go to the Sea" tells the story of a thief, but this man is the only man Eiko likes in the whole book. This man had thick lips and an honest face, and he and Yingzi soon became good friends. He used to eat, drink, whore, gamble, and squander all the family property, and his mother cried blindly for him. He then "changed his mind and started a new life" and began to support the whole family, determined to earn enough money to help his younger brother, a top student who longed to study abroad, realize his dream. But, what can he do without any skills? He chose to collect rags openly and be a sneaky thief. Poor Yingzi inadvertently provided clues to the plainclothes police and watched him being taken away by the police...

Don't pick wild flowers on the roadside

Aunt Lan is Someone else's aunt, who was charming and enchanting at the age of 25, was kicked out of the house by her 68-year-old husband and his family, and she stayed at Yingzi's house. Just when Yingzi's mother was pregnant with her seventh child at the age of 24, her father began to have an affair with Aunt Lan, and her father's good image suddenly collapsed. Fortunately it was just a false alarm. The eccentric Yingzi cleverly resolved this family conflict at the age of 8, driving away two enemies (Yiniang Lan and the four-eyed dog) at lightning speed, leaving her father stunned and full of anger and enthusiasm. Helpless...

A man has abused me thousands of times, but I treat him like my first love

Song’s mother should be the most pitiful person in this book. I usually only see her making fun of her children. , talking and laughing, but unexpectedly there was such a tragic story. Marrying a man is ugly, worthless, addicted to eating, drinking and gambling, and what's even more abominable is domestic violence. Helpless, Song's mother had no choice but to leave her husband and find a job as a nanny, leaving her infant son to feed other people's children. It's a pity that fate has played a trick on people. Even though she gave all the money she earned to her husband, she ended up with a son who died two years ago without knowing it, and a daughter who was given away by her husband. However, what saddens me the most is the ending. Song’s mother actually went back to the man who let her son drown because of greed for gambling and gave her daughter to someone else, and she wanted to have another child with him...

Dad’s flowers have fallen, and I am no longer a child

In the blink of an eye, Yingzi is 12 years old and is about to graduate from elementary school. On behalf of her classmates, she receives the graduation certificate and speech of thanks and becomes a father. of pride. Unfortunately, dad is gone. Even though he once flirted with women (unsuccessfully), he is worthy of being a good father. He is a strict father who teaches his children principles, but is also full of love for his children and a person with a sentimental attitude towards life. And childhood, with the death of his father, left forever. Then, my ears rang again: "Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. I ask you when you will return here, and don't wander when you come! At the end of the sky, in the corner of the earth, acquaintances are scattered, and life is rarely a happy gathering. Only There are so many separations..." Thoughts after reading "Old Things in the South of the City" 5

Occasionally, I felt a heartbeat when reading "Old Things in the South of the City" written by Lin Haiyin. The feeling is like playing a solo on the river, gentle but cheerful.

"Hui'an Pavilion" In a heartbreaking corner, there lives a heartbreaking girl.

Dear Xiuzhen, whether it is your longing for Sikang or your hard search for Xiao Guizi. You have shown a kind of beauty that makes my heart ache. It feels like the longing left behind when the harp slides between my fingers. The softest corner in my heart was touched by you stupidly, and then a liquid called touching slipped out. When I was halfway through reading, I firmly believed and have always believed that you will find your Si Kang and you will find your Xiao Guizi.

Dear girl, poor child, after you have experienced the misfortune of being abused for many years, you finally found Yingzi and your mother. Let's go find daddy with mommy! I wish you happiness. Yingzi, I am touched by your kindness. I believe you will meet good friends like Niu and Xiuzhen to accompany you and accompany you to happiness.

On the blue sea, white sails are hoisted, and the golden sun rises from the sea. Let’s look at the sea, let’s look at the sea..." Yingzi, maybe everyone’s heart will change when they meet you. So soften up. When I knew that the man in the grass belonged to a thief, I really felt sorry for you, but you influenced him with your kindness and let me see the warmth of a thief and his love for his younger brother. I don’t know if the thief frightened you in the end, but I believe you will be soft and warm in his heart. I also believe you will eventually find someone to watch the sea with you.

How reluctant you will be when Mother Song ties your pigtails for the last time, but I always believe that she will bless you from afar, bless you...

Daddy’s flowers Falling, you are no longer a child, but I believe you are still innocent. The light words are revealed quietly, without any deliberate embellishment, and slowly flow into an unfinished poem. I see the old man in the twenties. In Beijing, I saw the small alleys of old Beijing and the big eyes full of innocence in the alleys. Those eyes were enough to hold all the curiosity and questions in the world. When the flowers fell, she bid farewell to her childhood, but her childhood was like a mystery that had not yet been solved and had been left in her innocent world with the passing of some people and things. Locking her own heart, people of different forms and confusing things just shuttled freely through her childhood.

Yingzi's eyes are transparent, so transparent that there is no impurity in her. Looking at the madman Xiuzhen in Hui'an Pavilion, it is not like people looking at it with colored glasses. Only she understands the true nature of the madman, and understands that there is really a "little Guizi" who was born when the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant. She gave her her watch. Xiao Guizi, because Xiao Guizi can see the time to go home when she has a watch. This is the simplest and most unpretentious way to express Yingzi's seemingly illogical wish, but it is so reasonable.

Because of this innocence, Yingzi was destined to have an incomprehensible fate with Xiuzhen and her daughter. The little Guizi that Yingzi found was actually his good friend Niuer. The relatives who cared about each other day and night recognized each other, but the rain finally destroyed the dream of reunion? By the time Yingzi woke up from the nightmare, the sound of the train must have been heavy, too heavy to move out of this place. The memory of a 20-year-old child. No matter how transparent his mind is, he can no longer see the right and wrong in this complicated world.

"I can't tell the difference between the sea and the sky, and I can't tell the difference between good people and bad people. "Yeah, in Yingzi's eyes, there are too many people, and it's hard to distinguish between good guys and bad guys. What do thieves look like? What do people who collect stolen goods look like? Maybe bad guys should look different from good guys! Huangcao Cao Can the thick-lipped young man I met here be considered a good person? Otherwise, why did he make a date with "Let's go watch the sea"? And the smiling man in the straw hat looked so kind after asking for the bronze Buddha. , in Yingzi's opinion, he is naturally a "good guy". When this disguised "plainclothes man" solves the case, in the end, the young man who looks like a thief becomes a thief, but Yingzi can only become a bad guy under the guidance of everyone. , good people and bad people, good and evil, right and wrong, what do you see?

There were so many confusions that Yingzi could not find the answer to in her childhood: Why did Mother Song come to the house as a wet nurse? Why did the money she earned go to others? In the end, Song's mother rode her little donkey home. She wanted to live their life with her Huang Banya. Yes, life still had to go on, but childhood could not. Go on! The oleander has fallen, Yingzi has grown up, and is no longer a child.

The light words, but the feeling is not light, there is a sad taste, lingering in that. Thinking in silence, the confusion and sadness that cannot be forgotten dry up into a knot of childhood. After reading "Old Things in the South of the City" 6

The book "Old Things in the South of the City" is based on the author himself. The protagonist Xiao Yingzi's life experience and story in the south of Beijing made me know the innocent Xiao Yingzi, the beautiful and gentle Aunt Lan, the tragic mad woman, and the kind and loyal Mother Song. What impressed me most was Xiao Yingzi. . Xiao Yingzi had a childhood that was both happy and full of sadness. She was supposed to live a carefree life. Her family had a prosperous life. She had many brothers, sisters, and friends, but she experienced a lot. Things: She helped her friend get to know her crazy mother and saw them being hit by a train. She inadvertently caused a "kind" thief to be caught and executed... Finally, her father died towards the end of her childhood. From then on, she became the head of the family and lived a life of poverty.

She has experienced many things that children of the same age have never experienced. Perhaps this is the reason why she had a special childhood. These things also gave her a subtle cunning and maturity that many children of her age did not have. .

After reading "Old Things in the South of the City", I felt that there was something missing in the real world - truth, goodness and beauty. This book not only tells the story of the innocent friendship between children and the sincere affection between family members, but also expresses the memory of childhood and the call for the warmth of the world in a touching and sincere narrative, which is cordial and moving. It also reflects the poverty of society at that time, all kinds of trivial matters and barriers between people, and the darkness of the feudal system of society.

But taking all aspects into account, what impressed me most was the deep relationship between Yingzi and her father. When she graduated from elementary school, her father's death was a big blow to Yingzi, but it also made Yingzi understand the meaning of growing up and her responsibility to her mother and younger siblings. It can be seen that father played a role in fueling Yingzi's growth. "Dad's flowers have fallen, and I am no longer a child."

This reminds me of my father. Although my father only has a junior high school education and has not received any special education, He can always educate and influence us with his words and deeds. Although my father doesn't say he cares about people, his silent contribution to the family can be seen from every bit of his daily life. He cares about his grandma in every possible way. As long as grandma wants to eat or buy something, he will do his best to do it. For us children, he would not respond to our requests, but insisted on the principle of keeping us fed and clothed. He emphasized that "health comes first, and everything else comes second." Dad didn't talk much, and every time I hit When I called home, I could guess what he was going to say. Dad would not be as quarrelsome with you as my mother. Every time he would just say a few simple words: Eat well, wear warm clothes, don’t worry about the family, study with peace of mind, and be on your own. A person should pay attention to everything when he goes out. Although I say this every time, I still feel my nose is a little sore when I hear these words, and I feel an indescribable feeling.

I will never forget the first day of college. I drove for more than six hours that day. For the first time, I left the city where I had lived for more than ten years and came to a completely unfamiliar environment. From the moment I got off the car to that night, my father’s back had never been fucked. , soaked in sweat all the time, dragging several large bags of luggage, buying daily necessities, helping to clean the dormitory, recharging money, just running back and forth, looking at his busy figure and wet back, the feeling cannot be expressed in words of. I still remember what my father said that night. He said: Now that you are alone outside, your family cannot see or give you any opinions or suggestions. You will face many choices, and the decision-making power rests with you. in hand. So think more before making any decision. Another important point is not to think that you can relax when you come to university. In many cases, although grades do not play a decisive role, it is still very important. Learn more knowledge now, and you will not have such opportunities when you enter society in the future. Now, even though I want to be lazy many times and feel that very little of the knowledge in books is really applied to life, and the major I am studying now is not easy for me to learn, but when I think of my father, I will try my best to do it, even if I can't Do your best and have a clear conscience. Therefore, although my father is just an ordinary person among all living beings, he is unique to me and an important part of my life. Although I am not the best one, and I know that it is a kindness that I will never be able to repay, but I just hope that I can do my best to repay him, and at least make him feel happy. Watching "Old Things in the South of the City", I feel a little warm in my heart, because it is rare to see such exquisite things, because she does not deliberately express anything, but calmly depicts the old Beijing in the eyes of a child, scene by scene. It is so gentle and gentle, so pure and indifferent, so long-lasting and fragrant, so full of the smell of human fireworks, but without any distractions. It always makes me think of myself in some casual moments, no matter around me. The person or the thing, or the childhood that I walked through, the footsteps that I walked on. Now I pick up these bits and pieces from time to time, and it does have a unique charm.

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