If Life Is a Train —— Reading Crane's Orphan Train

This novel, which ranked first in The New York Times's novel list for 85 consecutive weeks, was also rated as a best seller by USA-Today and the Independent Booksellers Association. On February 20 15, the Canadian version went on the market and became the champion of the airborne bestseller list. Crane is certainly not a hollow name.

"Orphan Train" writes the deepest feelings in life with delicate brushstrokes, which makes people cry. There are two clues in this novel. Molly, a little orphan, and fate line, an old orphan, are intertwined into a river of fate in different times, showing all the joys and sorrows in the world. At the same time, it also makes us realize that in the spectacular river of destiny,

Seventeen-year-old Molly has changed to more than a dozen different foster families. In these various foster families, she experienced human feelings and saw the ugliness of human nature. The immature girl's heart has been honed to be precocious and sensitive, and she has to erect a little flag of resistance in her heart. Unusual clothes, weird tattoos and labels of bad girls can't hide a lonely and dependent girl's desire for a normal life. When she was punished for stealing books, she was punished for community service.

The fates of two generations of orphans overlap, like the lens of a camera, sometimes attracting readers' attention to the last century, flipping through Vivian's ill-fated picture, and sometimes pulling back to the moment when Internet wireless communication is extremely developed, watching Molly's fate rise and fall. Of course, Vivian's fate is the main line of the novel.

From 1854 to 1929, orphan trains from the eastern United States carried tens of thousands of homeless children to the midwest. Like goods, they are selected at stations along the way, and their future is in the hands of others. Vivian, a 9-year-old girl, was mixed in this train full of orphans. Once upon a time, her parents, relatives, brothers and sisters were all phantoms and were given a hand by God.

Now, Vivian, who is 9 1 year old, stands in the twilight of her life. Accompanied by Molly, she began to count all the love in the past and recall all the love in the past hundred years. On the lake of quiet life, like a bubble that suddenly appeared, she was happy for an instant, disappeared for an instant, and had no time to say goodbye or hug. Everything that can be loved in her life flies away forever like wings.

Those misfortunes and sufferings may no longer hurt people in the long years, but those mental wounds and hidden worries are gnawing at her heart from time to time every rainy evening and snowy afternoon, such as incurable diseases.

9 1 year-old orphan Vivian, how to face the impermanence of fate and meet all the joys and sorrows of life?

Of course, Crane gave the answer, which is love and courage, tolerance and calmness.

Let me talk about the most shocking points in the novel and some personal opinions.

1. Thought-provoking wisdom.

"Although not all parting can expect reunion, the departed will come back in another way."

From the moment of birth, each of us is actually facing big and small parting all the time, such as the lost time, one second back to the shadow, the next second comes one after another, and the second parting is like messy footsteps and dense drums; For example, the perishable scenery, last year's flowers, last winter's snow, a dusty pear tree and a peach tree with hearts all bloom and fall after a beautiful season, and are always hidden behind time. For example, those who have loved, whispering in their ears and smiling at the corners of their mouths are drifting away in the depths of the season. ...

Books read at your fingertips, clouds seen by your eyes, soft wind that once blew through your hair, drizzle that once fell on your shoulders, winding paths that you walked through, endless mountains that you can't see, joy hidden in your heart, and moving fragments that linger in your heart. ...

Honey, can Na Yue carve it in those days? Can that man's story be perfectly reproduced?

May the full moon be spent, the illusion of the present is in front of us, but if everything can be done again, can you and I go back to the past? Perhaps, life is a rushing river, and we can never go upstream.

All parting is not necessarily reunion, but all reunion has ended in parting. If so, thank you for a reunion. If not, wait quietly, and another tree of life will bloom.

Perhaps, parting and reunion, like night and day, appear alternately in our lives. What we have to do is to make parting more calm and welcome joy!

When moving from one river to another by land, Wabanaki people must take their canoes and all other things with them. Everyone knows how important it is to travel light. Everyone knows that we should put down the heavy burden gently. Nothing can slow down the pace of progress like fear, and fear is often the most difficult burden to unload. ****

Life is full of wind and rain. When one day, you have to abandon your so-called stability, your life, cross the ocean and start a new life. When that day really comes, your destiny suddenly changes course, and you have to set sail again, bid farewell to everything you are familiar with, and travel across mountains and rivers. So, honey, what do you choose to carry?

When Emperor Alexander made an expedition to Persia, he left great wealth and went alone. The minister was puzzled and asked. Emperor Alexander replied, I only brought one thing, called hope.

Many people have been working hard all their lives, taking the accumulation of things as their lifelong goal and working hard in the name of business and service. I don't believe they can take more than others when they die. I don't believe that all materials can build happiness towers. If possible, it is limited to a certain floor. Any higher would be unattainable. I don't believe that all fame and fortune can be gathered in a happiness tower.

Maybe, when that day comes, we have to travel far. Dear, please take a little hope, a little tolerance, a little openness, a little faith and a lot of courage to pursue freedom and dreams in a wider sky and spread hope and happiness in a farther land!

Second, the tragic fate.

When we were born, fate unfolded its labyrinthine map, but refused to show us the way. Therefore, most of us stumbled along a tortuous life path, experienced the hardships of life, saw through human feelings and precipitated self-knowledge. Life is a joyful feast, but why don't so many people have time to attend it? Life is a flower that blooms again and again, but why are there so many people dying by the roadside?

Molly's father died in a car accident and her mother went crazy after taking drugs. Molly had to move around in more than a dozen foster families, but the little girl was precocious, sensitive and out of proportion to her age, and tasted the ugliness and meanness of human nature too early, without love and care. Her small body is like a small canoe, swaying alone in the rough blue sea. I don't know which one is blown by a strong wind.

Nine-year-old Vivian grew up in a large family. Her father is busy all day, but she still can't feed the family. After falling out with grandparents who often helped her family, the family of seven bid farewell to the Irish coastline and immigrated across the ocean to a free dream. However, reality is like a ruthless dagger, which cuts off beautiful dreams and gouges out all magnificent hopes, leaving only cold. Two younger brothers and father were burned to death, pregnant mother died of illness, and the whereabouts of ten-month-old sister were unknown. In the vast world, in an instant, she was left alone, and she was stuffed into an orphan train by a child abduction organization and began to drift from place to place. ...

At the Bournes, I met Mrs. Bourne, who was stingy, selfish and heartless. She was hungry, cold and exhausted. At grotte's house, she was bossed around and almost raped. With the help of Miss Larson, she finally entered the Nelson family and finally felt a little warmth from this world, stumbling and growing up.

Other orphans in the novel, such as Carmine, German boy and sister mercy, who are several months old ... All orphans are no longer flesh-and-blood children, but commodities for sale, not mentally unsound minors, but despicable people who are treated as adult slaves. I have never underestimated the inferiority of some people's human nature, just as I have never underestimated the nobility of some people's human nature. After reading this, I still can't stop crying, and my heart ached.

Since everything is empty, why do painful experiences always come so strongly? Since everything is illusory, why are blooming flowers always vulnerable to wind and rain?

Personal life is like an ant under a tree. When the wind and rain hit, we fled everywhere, thinking that we could escape as long as we worked hard. Don't you know that fate is like a tall giant? It looked at us in panic, terrified, but squinted at us, with a sneer at the corner of its mouth. Everything was closed, and where could it escape?

In the deepest part of the soul, we may all be helpless orphans, forced into the train of life by fate. At the post station along the way, we have to watch our dear companions get off the bus, but we have to watch the train roar away and betray us one by one along the way. We will sit in this orphan train and watch it take us to an uncertain future, meet some good or bad people and spread some good or bad things. To achieve a good or bad, or happy or sad, or angry or resentful, we wallow in our own destiny, parallel to the fate of others, or even intertwined or even parallel, life has its magical password, but we fail again and again.

If life is an orphan train, please remember to leave with love, tolerance, courage and faith!

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