Money will lead people into a bad society, abandon noble ideals and willingly go to hell.

People who work for money are afraid of meeting more money. Loyalty is not based on money.

Love or not, the poor depend on money to decide, "love species" is only born in the rich family.

Experience is the fertilizer of life, what kind of experience will make you who you are, and peony cannot be raised in the desert.

That car is the total achievement and reward of all his struggles and hardships, just like the badge of a battle-hardened soldier.

They can't run because their legs and feet are weighed down by money.

Hope makes him happy, fear makes him panic. He wants to sleep, but he can't. His limbs were scattered on some hay. There is nothing but the stars in the sky and his heartbeat.

It's late at night, fatigue for many days, and fear of running away make him physically and mentally uncomfortable.

The night is still dark, and there is still some wet and cold fog in the air, which makes my heart feel even more bleak.

I don't know if I'm moving forward or have stopped, but my heart is like waves after waves, like a ups and downs of the Black Sea. Darkness is connected with my heart, and it is all vague, ups and downs, and it is all in a trance. Xiangzi seemed to be choked by a wind and took a few breaths.

That car is really cute. After driving for half a year, it seems that there are feelings everywhere. As soon as Xiangzi twisted his waist, squatted his leg, or kept his back, he closed it immediately, giving Xiangzi the most satisfactory help. There is nothing awkward between him and it. When he reached a flat place with few people, Xiangzi could hold the handle with one hand, and the slightly loud leather wheel urged him to run like a strong wind, fast and steady. When he arrived, Xiangzi's clothes and trousers were all sweaty, as if they had just been fished out of a basin. He feels tired, but he is happy and proud, a kind of fatigue, like riding a famous horse for dozens of miles.

He has no appearance, what makes him lovely is the spirit on his face. The head is not very big, round eyes, fleshy nose, two short and thick eyebrows, and the head has been shaved. There is no excess meat on the cheeks, but the neck is similar to the head. ) thick; My face is always red.

Gonta was so soft that even the handlebars moved slightly; The trunk is so bright, the cushion is so white and the horn is so loud.

Decent, strong, dreamy, selfish, personal, strong, great, Xiangzi, I don't know how many funerals he sent with others; I don't know when and where he will bury himself, this degenerate, selfish, unfortunate and socially ill child, the last ghost of individualism!

Rain is for the rich and for the poor; To the righteous and to the unjust. In fact, rain is unfair because it falls in an unfair world.

The greatest sacrifice is humiliation, and the greatest humiliation is resistance.

Politeness in sorrow is hypocrisy.

The wind bent the trees on the roadside, tore the cloth of the shopkeeper, opened the newspaper form on the wall, covered the sun, sang, shouted, roared and echoed; Suddenly relaxed, like a frightened elf, tearing the sky and the ground; Suddenly panic, chaos in all directions, like a demon who doesn't know what to do, decided to run into it; Suddenly sweeping, unexpectedly attacking everything on the ground, twisting branches, blowing off roof tiles and breaking wires; But Xiangzi was there watching; He just came out of the wind, and the wind didn't do anything to him!

As the sun sets, the old willows by the river are crooked, with little golden light hanging on their branches. There is not much water in the river, but there are a lot of green algae, like a greasy long green belt, narrow dark green, emitting a slight fishy smell.

The green leaves of Henan Tanghe float feebly on the water, and there are always some tiny blisters on the left and right sides of the leaves. On the east bridge, people and cars come and go, especially in the sunset, as if everyone felt a sense of unease as dusk approached.

Classic passage:

1 winds bend the trees on the roadside, tear up the cloth of the shopkeeper, open the newspaper form on the wall, cover the sun, sing, shout, roar and reverberate; Suddenly relaxed, like a frightened elf, tearing the sky and the ground; Suddenly panicked, rolled in all directions, like a demon who didn't know what to do, and decided to bump into it; Suddenly sweeping, unexpectedly attacking everything on the ground, twisting branches, blowing off roof tiles and breaking wires; But Xiangzi was there watching; He just came out of the wind, and the wind didn't do anything to him!

Let's go, even if we can't sell camels for a while, it doesn't seem to matter; Let's go to the city first. He is eager to see the city again. Although there are no parents, relatives or any property, it is his home after all. The whole city is his home. Once there, he will find a way.

He doesn't want to go, see or accompany her; He really wants to jump, lower his head, break the ice, sink, and freeze in the ice like a dead fish.

But one day, Mr Fang asked him to put ten dollars in. He carefully looked at the small passbook with words and a small red seal on it. * * *, hum, as heavy as a dozen toilet paper.

Several times Xiangzi tried to stop the car by cold braking, but the boy fell behind, but he didn't dare, so the driver had to submit to humiliation.

At that time, he was full of hope; Now, my stomach is full of worries.

7 embarrassment gradually turned into embarrassment, and his fire came up; They stared at him, and he stared at them.

She swallowed saliva, suppressed complex expressions and emotions, took out some outfield strength of Si Liu, half annoyed and half laughed, and pretended not to care.

The darkness outside gradually got used to it, and his heart seemed to stop beating, so his eyes could not help but close. I don't know if I am moving forward or have stopped, but I feel like a wave of fluctuations in my heart, like a fluctuating Black Sea. Darkness is connected with my heart, everything is dim, everything is ups and downs, and everything is in a trance. Suddenly my heart moved, as if I remembered something, and as if I heard some voices, I couldn't tell; But I opened my eyes again. He did go on walking, forgetting what he had just remembered, and there was no movement around him. The heart beat for a while, then gradually calmed down. He told himself not to close his eyes and stop thinking; Getting to the city quickly is the first important thing. But if he doesn't think about things in his heart, his eyes will close easily again. He must have missed something, awake. He knew that once he fell down, he could sleep for three days. What are you thinking about? He is dizzy, his body is wet and sad, his hair is itchy, his feet are sore and his mouth is dry. He can think of nothing but self-pity. However, he can't even think about his own affairs. His head is so empty and bloated, as if he just remembered himself and then forgot himself, just like a candle that is about to go out, even he can't illuminate himself. Coupled with the darkness around him, he felt like he was floating in a mass of black gas. Although he knew he still existed, he took a step forward, but there was nothing else to prove where he must have gone, just like floating alone in the vast sea, and he couldn't believe himself. He has never experienced such indecision, sadness and absolute loneliness. On weekdays, although he doesn't like making friends, he is not afraid to bask in the sun alone. The sun shines on his limbs and all kinds of things are presented in front of him. Now, he is not afraid, but he can't stand this uncertainty. If camels are as dishonest as mules and horses, maybe they can be taught to cheer up and pay attention to them, but camels are too docile to make him impatient; When he was in the most trance, he suddenly thought of whether the camel was still behind him, which startled him. He seems to believe that these big animals will gently drill into the dark fork, but he has no idea that they will gradually melt like pulling a piece of ice.

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1. Lao She-a great people's artist, a literary giant that future generations will always admire and an eternal monument. He created many classic works in his life, such as the novel Divorce and Lao Zhang's Philosophy. Dramas Longxugou, Teahouse, Chunhua Qiushi; Collection of short stories such as Train Collection and Sakura Sea Collection. But the most famous is Camel Xiangzi.

The novel "Camel Xiangzi" takes Beijing residents' life in the late 1920s as the background and rickshaw driver Xiangzi's bumpy and miserable life experience as the main plot, which profoundly exposes the darkness of old China and accuses the ruling class of its oppression of the working people. Xiangzi was a young coachman in Beijing in the 1930s. He is kind and upright. His ideal is to drive and own his own car. So, he scrimped and saved, and got up early to get greedy. Three years later, he finally got his wish, but it was in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression's time. Beiping was in chaos, Xiangzi was taken to odd jobs in a muddle, and what was more painful was that his car as his sustenance was also taken away. After going through all the hardships, I escaped and returned to Renhe Factory to continue pulling carts. But the pain is not over yet: Tigress, the daughter of factory owner Si Liu, took a fancy to Xiangzi and seduced him. Xiangzi was cheated and had to marry Tigress. Soon Tigress died in childbirth. After Tigress died, she promised to live with him again, but when Xiangzi found a stable job and went to find Joy, she realized that Joy had entered the "White House" and hanged herself.

Since then, Xiangzi has fallen, and his former kindness and integrity have disappeared. He hates anyone. He stopped pulling carts and got into the bad habit of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He can betray his friends for money and become a walking corpse completely.

Xiangzi's tragedy is caused by his social life environment. The novel truly shows the life of that dark society, and shows the ugly faces of warlords, spies and car factory owners. But for their persecution, Xiangzi would not have changed from hopeful to depraved. A person who used to be diligent and patient and had his own goals turned out to be social garbage-isn't this a sad life? Maybe this is reality, cruelty, sadness and helplessness.

Ideal and reality are always full of contradictions, often irreconcilable, but exist at the same time. Society is realistic, it will not change because of one's ideal, nor will it be perfect. I pity Xiangzi, a camel. I feel very sorry and helpless, but I also admire him. I admire his previous strength and his progress. However, he failed to defeat himself and society, and was defeated after all.

Although this is only a novel, it reflects the cowardice of human nature. After all, few people can persist for a lifetime, but we can gradually change in the process of pursuit. After all, what will happen tomorrow? We don't know, but we can grasp today.

Camel Xiangzi truly depicts the tragic fate of a rickshaw puller in Beijing. Xiangzi came from the countryside and worked hard to make money. He worked hard for three years and traded his sweat for a rickshaw. But before long, the mutinous soldiers of the warlord took his car away; Then the detective of the reactionary government cheated him of his only savings, and the master evaded the tracking of the spy, which made him lose a relatively stable job. Faced with one blow after another, he struggled and still stubbornly wanted to make greater efforts to realize his life dream. But everything was in vain: I bought a car with Tigress's savings and soon had to sell it to arrange Tigress's funeral. His wish was finally completely dashed. His favorite happy suicide blew out the last spark of hope in his heart, and he lost any desire and confidence in life. He changed from ambition to self-indulgence: Xiangzi, who had been upright and kind, was crushed by the millstone of life.

Xiangzi is kind and simple, loves labor, and has a camel-like positive and tenacious spirit towards life. He has always been very strong and struggling. He is unwilling to listen to Gao Ma's words to lend usury, to covet 60 cars in Si Liu, and to listen to Tigress's words to do small business, all of which show that he thinks that "you can have everything if you have your own car" and doesn't want to climb up. What he dreams of is to seek an independent life by his own labor. The work describes that after Cao Zhai knocked away his hard-earned money, the detective was most concerned about Mr. Cao's entrustment, because Mr. Cao was a good man in his view; He also described his concern for the grandparents of the old horse and pony, showing his kindness and integrity. The reason why his tragedy can arouse readers' strong sympathy is that besides his social status and unfair experience, these personality characteristics have also played an indelible role. Hard-working and strong people like this have finally become first-class "thorns" and embarked on the road of depravity, which clearly exposed the sin of unreasonable society corrupting people's hearts. The work writes: "The laziness of the bitter people is the natural result of hard work and failure, and the tricks of the bitter people contain some axioms." He added, "Man has improved himself from wild animals, but so far, he has driven his own kind into wild animals. Xiangzi is still in the city of culture, but he has become an animal. It's not his own fault at all. " It is from this understanding that Lao She wrote this tragedy with deep sympathy for those who were insulted and damaged. This makes this work have the power of angry accusation and strong critical spirit, which is deeply branded in the readers' hearts.

The novel also describes in detail Xiangzi's efforts to realize his life wishes. As an unconscious individual worker, although he has an urgent need to improve his living conditions, he doesn't know what is the right way to liberate himself. He never thought that everyone should unite and struggle, but stubbornly fantasized about achieving this goal with personal strength and efforts. His life ideal is narrow, and his means of struggle is even more wrong. Cause me to stay away from my friends, lonely and helpless, and even more unable to resist repeated blows. Since "buy your own car? This has become the whole motivation of his struggle, so that his only purpose in life is. Then after he gradually realized that he could not meet such requirements, he lost not only an ideal, but the whole meaning of life, which would inevitably lead to mental breakdown. Blind personal struggle doomed his failure from the beginning, just like the metaphor in the works, as if pulling a rickshaw to cut corners, "strayed into luoquan Hutong, circled around it, and returned to its original place". This aggravated his misfortune and gave people a heavy sense of suffocation. The end of the novel clearly points out that Xiangzi is "the last ghost of individualism"; Deep regret includes criticism. The whole work accuses the old society of cannibalism, and at the same time declares the bankruptcy of trying to liberate one's own road through personal struggle. This has more profound social significance than ordinary works that expose dark reality. Through the mouth of an old coachman who has experienced vicissitudes of life, the work points out meaningfully: "It is more difficult to work hard alone than to ascend to heaven. What can a person jump? Have you ever seen a grasshopper? I jump far by myself, but I can't even fly if I am caught by a child and tied with a thread. Fight into a ball, fight into a formation, hum, and eat up the crops in the whole area in a moment. No one can cure it! "Although this formulation is relatively simple, there is no further positive expression in the works with specific plots, but it can still be seen that this is a brand-new conclusion drawn by Lao She in exploring the road of liberation of working people, which shows the valuable progress that he did not have in his previous works.

3. In the late 1920s, Peiping, war, oppression, money, rickshaw pullers. ...

These words add up to two words-Xiangzi. Xiangzi camel.

Xiangzi, a young farmer from the countryside, abandoned his empty home and came to the city. He scrimps and saves every day, pulling his rickshaw desperately, day and night, just to save money to buy a car of his own. Three years have passed through Xiangzi's efforts. He has his own car, so he can't be angry with the owner. He can pull as he wants! The happy days did not last long. Beiping was in danger during the war. Xiangzi, a rickshaw puller, was inexplicably arrested by the warlords. These bitter Xiangzi can endure, but what makes him most miserable and angry is the only sustenance in his life-the new car he bought with three years of hard work and sweat was taken away. Xiangzi went through all kinds of hardships and fled back to Beiping. In the "Renhe Car Factory", he was filled with sorrow and continued to pull rickshaws. After a lot of hardships, when he finally found a relatively stable job of pulling a moon cart in a peaceful and kind family, he lost his stable job because his employer was targeted by spies and was drained of his savings by detectives of the reactionary government in the name of "buying a life". Faced with one heavy blow after another, he still held his head high proudly. He is a youthful, tall and strong Xiangzi! How can you be knocked down by difficulties so easily? He refused to give in. He will use his own strength, blood and sweat to earn food for himself and his wife Tigress! Tigress bought a car for Xiangzi at a low price. Xiangzi thought he had gone back to the past and had to sell it again because of Tigress's funeral.

Xiangzi is a kind and upright man, strong and willing to struggle. He didn't want to listen to Gao Ma's advice to loan sharks, covet the owner's 60 cars, or start a small business as Tigress told him, because he thought that "if you have your own car, you will have everything". What he dreams of is to seek an independent life by his own labor. He doesn't drink or smoke, and he doesn't have any bad habits, but God still shows no mercy to this poor honest man. Numerous blows and setbacks finally shattered Xiangzi's iron spirit. He stopped pulling carts so hard, drinking and smoking, and Xiangzi, who had been kind and upright, disappeared. He only learned to eat, drink and gamble and sell his friends' walking corpses for money. But as written in the work: "The laziness of the bitter people is the natural result of hard work, and there is some axiom in the thorns of the bitter people." Xiangzi's fall was not Xiangzi's fault, but the foul atmosphere of the whole society made Xiangzi, who was originally kind and upright, qualitative.

Xiangzi is a tragedy. He tried his best and suffered all the pain, but he still returned empty-handed. If Xiangzi had lived in our time, he might not have become such a diaosi. Because he is so strong, so kind and so upright, he can put everything down for his own ideal! We should also learn from Xiangzi's spirit of "difficulty in eating". Although we may not be "masters", we can have a clear conscience as long as we work hard.

4. After reading Camel Xiangzi, there is a feeling of wanting more. I really don't want this novel to end, and I feel like I want to continue reading it. Lao She wrote this novel wonderfully, which can attract people's attention and alert future generations.

I was in China in the late 1920s when I watched Camel Xiangzi. There are two other feelings when reading this novel.

The first feeling is my life after reviewing 18. Looking back, I feel that life is tragic and unpredictable, and I feel helpless.

The second feeling is that Xiangzi, the driver, once lived in the world. Watching Camel Xiangzi is like watching Lao She write a biography of Xiangzi, which has a sense of reality that can't be described in words.

I like reading novels very much, and I will read all kinds of novels. For example: novels, novellas, short stories, translated novels, martial arts novels, realistic novels and so on. But no matter how you look at it, you can't see the modern novels written by modern novelists in China. For example: Lao She, Lu Xun, Ba Jin and so on.

The novels written by modern novelists in China are all based on the society at that time, and most of them are about the problems of the government, the weakness of the people, social problems and so on. When I didn't watch Camel Xiangzi, I felt that what they wrote was really out of step with what young people of my generation thought. Besides, I think the theme of their novels is boring.

However, after reading Camel Xiangzi written by Lao She, I made some changes to modern novels, and after reading it, I had two profound reflections.

First, I think I am very happy living in this 2 1 century, because I don't have to face rough and tragic experiences like Xiangzi's life. I didn't face the pain of losing my parents, and I didn't have to go out to work when I was young … and so on. I am grateful that I was born in a happy family.

Second, Lao She's writing is very sophisticated, and I really felt the sufferings of the lower classes when I read it. In the late 1920s, the lower class citizens of China in Beijing and Hong Kong now had similar experiences. Some of them even have difficulties in their daily expenses, and they have no chance to change their situation and get rid of poverty all day long.

From now on, I will look further and read more different kinds of books. The most important thing is to read more modern literature and novels.