The Book Thief is set in Nazi Germany during World War II. It uses an innocent girl who loves words as the protagonist. She cannot understand the meaning of war and uses reading to make herself feel alive. In another world.

The Book Thief After Reading 1

Today, the weather has not improved at all, it is still gray, as if God is playing a prank. I put on my sweater, coat and gloves, picked up a big umbrella, and walked out of the house. When I came to the bookstore and saw a book, I immediately became interested and immediately picked up the book to read.

This book is "The Book Thief". A 9-year-old girl, Liesel, and her brother were forced to be sent to a foster home during the war. Unfortunately, her brother died during the journey. After the funeral, he stole a gravedigger's manual in order to commemorate the family he had lost forever. The foster home is located in a poor and poor area of ??Munich. The adults hate and curse each other, the teachers are cruel and ruthless, and wars often threaten people's lives. Liesel falls asleep holding the Gravedigger's Manual every night and has constant nightmares. In order to put her to sleep, her adoptive father read the manual to her and began to teach her how to read. In contrast to the fight and killing among thousands of people on the battlefield, Liesel used the power she radiated through reading and writing to make Death open his eyes in surprise. While collecting the souls on the battlefield, she thought about the profoundness of human nature: Why do humans Showing cruel killing, but also showing heartfelt care?

In it, the God of Death once said that he is not a friend of war. On the contrary, war is his boss, and he must obey the boss's orders. , maybe he doesn't want to. How can the same thing be so ugly and beautiful at the same time? How can the words and stories about it be so devastating and so shining at the same time?

Thoughts after reading The Book Thief 2

The cover of the book reads, "Have you ever heard Death tell stories? He spoke for the first time, rationally, calmly but humorously, and even with a little warmth, and told about a little girl who met him three times. Story? "The cover shows the face of a pale girl, wearing a cloak that covers half of her face. From it, you can see the girl's golden hair?

It was a 9-year-old girl in war-torn Germany. The girl Liesel and her brother were sent to a foster family in Munich by their mother, but the brother unfortunately froze to death on the train. A little girl stole her first book "The Gravedigger's Manual" after her brother's funeral.

After arriving in a new family, his new father was very friendly to him, while his mother sometimes scolded her but was always caring. The teachers there were ruthless and there were frequent air raids. Liesel reads the stolen book to sleep every night, and has nightmares every night. This is when her father began to teach her how to read and read to her.

Although Liesel, who knew a lot of words, lived a difficult life and was often cold and hungry, she found that books were more fascinating to her than rich food and warm clothes. During a book burning event by the Nazis, she got the second book "The Shrugged" from the fire, and she entered the world of words, which allowed her to endure the suffering of reality and help people around her.

Her mother washed clothes for the mayor. When Liesel went to the mayor's house to get clothes, she stole the book again. Her friend Rudy gave her the nickname "The Book Thief." Rudy wants her to steal some cake at the mayor's house, while Liesel pretty much only steals books.

During the war, a Jew wanted to take refuge in their home and hid in the dark and damp basement every day. Once, he was almost discovered when faced with a search by the "Gestapo"; another time, he almost froze to death in the basement. . And Liesel told Max, the Jew, stories every night. Harboring a Jew was certainly punishable by death.

One day, Marx left, not wanting to bring a burden to their family. Liesel would be excited and frightened every time a Jewish procession passed by in the town, and once she saw Marx in the crowd. She was already over 10 years old at this time and no longer looked like a child. When she rushed into the crowd and walked to Marx, she was discovered by the Nazi party members and was whipped in the street?

During multiple air raid sirens After that, everyone in the town was safe. Every time people hid in the basement in panic, Liesel always read to them. And one night, when Liesel was writing her book in the basement of her home, Is there a real air raid? When Liesel was found in the ruins, she found the bodies of her parents and friends?

She was the only one in the entire town who survived.

Her father and Rudy's father went to join the army together before, and her father came back injured. After the disaster, Rudy's father came back and discovered these things? Liesel stayed with Rudy's father from then on. And one day, a Jew came to their shop with hair like a bird's nest? Liesel and him Hug each other tightly?

At the end of the story, Liesel met the God of Death who had been observing her for so many years. The God of Death found a book written by Liesel herself. The old woman couldn't believe it. ?She asked him if he had read it, and he said he had read it many times; and asked him if he understood it, but he was speechless? The last sentence of the story, "Human beings really boggle my mind.

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This God of Death does not want to be the guy in our consciousness wearing a black cloak, a skull face, and holding a scythe. He is so emotional, treats the world rationally, and tells stories. .

When I read that everyone in the town except Liesel died in the air raid, I felt that I had never read a book that was so sad and had such mixed feelings. After reading the story of a little girl stealing a book, I couldn't help but feel that the book is indeed a pickaxe that can cut through the ice wall in our hearts.

This book has almost no detailed description of things, or even none at all, but. This unexpected ending should make most readers cry. This is just more than 400 pieces of paper, but it can express the light and darkness of human nature so vividly and exquisitely?

In fact, when I read Lisey My family and friends left her like this, and my eyeballs immediately became sore, but I closed the book and sat quietly for a while, then opened it and continued reading.

The beautiful humanity in these wars, I felt. We are no longer unfamiliar with "Shawshank Redemption", "Assembly"? There are many, many novels and movies like this, but there has never been a novel or movie that left such an impression on me like "The Book Thief". First Instinct allowed me to finish reading a book with so many feelings.

After reading The Book Thief 3

The afternoon sun shines through the glass on the pages, and the breeze blows, and the book in my hand is blown. But is it particularly heavy? In "The Book Thief", books are the only light in that dark world. The heroine Liesel accidentally gets her first book "The Gravedigger's Manual" after a cold funeral. With the help of her adoptive father, she learned to read. As a result, she discovered something more irresistible than food, words, and became obsessed with books, the carrier of words. Books enabled Liesel to face suffering and transcend it. . This "book thief" in the eyes of the God of Death used reading to redeem himself from the crime of stealing books and complete the sublimation of his soul.

Now, we sit on the soft chairs and stretch out our legs. Put the book on your lap and read it slowly, with soothing music playing in your ears. In comparison, we are lucky and pitiful. Liesel's reading is too heavy, and it carries the task of saving. A stolen book, with printed or handwritten words, shines like crystal stars in the heart of a thirteen-year-old girl, thus starting a heavy but hopeful life.

< p> Today, when shallow reading is popular, have we really read a book seriously? Reading is not just a utilitarian pursuit of knowledge for a living, but a way to kill time. After reading the story told by this god of death, we will Don’t you remember that reading is to build a beautiful mind?

I think many people are like me, and there are books bought from various bookstores neatly on the bookshelf before it is too late. Look, there was a thick layer of dust on it, or maybe I flipped through it twice, looked at it briefly and then put it back in place. After a while, thick dust formed again? Every book exudes. There was an unpleasant musty smell, so I had no choice but to move it out and dry it in the sun. The weather was very good. I placed the books one by one under the sun. I held a very old book in my hand and patted the dust on it. As the thick dust was wiped away little by little, the books sparkled in the sun. I was stunned. Looking at it blankly, everything around me seemed to have returned to a long, long time ago. It was so long that I forgot that I loved reading?

My first contact with books was through listening. I was immersed in the beauty of it. In the melody. At that time, my mother was holding a colorful fairy tale book and sitting quietly by the bed. The silver moonlight gently sprinkled on the book. My mother's voice seemed to be enchanted, and it seemed particularly special in the interesting story. Pleasant: "Today we are going to tell the story of Alice in Wonderland. Once upon a time, there was a cute little girl. She accidentally fell into the rabbit hole, and a beautiful wonderland began from here?" The moonlight followed her mother's movements. The sound stirred, and the wind blew the pages of the book, eager to read the plot below. Before I knew it, the story was over, but I refused to fall asleep. "Mom, is there really a fairyland?" I asked stupidly. My mother smiled and said, "Of course, be good, go to sleep." I got a satisfactory answer and went to sleep contentedly. In the dream, I sat in a huge storybook and flew to a beautiful place. Legend has it that there is fairyland?

Holding the fairy tale book in my hand tightly that witnessed my falling in love with reading, I felt At that time, I was immersed in the beautiful emotions in the book, and my heart became peaceful.

I remember that the first book I read after I learned to read was "Three Hundred Song Poems". I didn't quite understand the meaning, and I had to look up many words in a dictionary to understand them, but I didn't care, and read it aloud slowly and loudly over and over again. Every word and every sentence is like clear water, rinsing my soul. Gradually, I felt as if I could feel the author's emotions and share each other's inner stories with him. At that time, the foot of the book had been fuzzed and curled, but my heart was extremely smooth, without any pits.

I always thought that falling in love with books was an exception, something out of necessity. However, I finally discovered that there is no exception except for me falling in love with books.

Dusk has gathered around me. I put away the books one by one and placed them on the table. I did not sit upright in a mechanical and solemn manner. I just leaned against the wall casually so that I could read at any time and quietly read about my life. The scars brought to the soul are healed little by little. Let us be book thieves and steal the light from the book.

Comments after reading The Book Thief 4

This is a story told by the God of Death.

A story that even moved the God of Death.

It tells the story of the little girl Liesel Meminger, the "book thief" whom he met three times.

Germany during World War II was not peaceful.

Liesel experienced the death of her younger brother in just two days. Her mother sent her to her adoptive parents' home and then left cruelly. Fortunately, Liesel's adoptive parents, Mr. and Mrs. Huberman, were very kind to her. Although their family background was not that good, Liesel's father, Hans Huberman, in particular, always gave Liesel a lot of surprises and fun. In the small town of Molchin, she met a little boy named Rudy Steiner who liked her. They will spend a lot of time together. Because of her background and family circumstances at the time, Liesel experienced life and death, harbored a Jew with her parents, and even stole books. The name Book Thief was first given to her by Rudy. Days like this went on day by day, and just when Liesel was feeling satisfied, accidents happened one after another. First, Rudy was attracted by the elite summer camp of the Hitler Youth? But fortunately, God bless him, he didn't go in the end. But Rudy's father and Hans Huberman enlisted in the Nazi Party's army. A few months later Hans Huberman lost his baby and was able to return home with some injuries.

Death has told us before.

Two years later. Many of Molchin's souls would be taken away by him. However, among them, Liesel Meminger was not included.

The bomb finally came. That night, Liesel was writing obsessively in the basement and fell asleep on the table. The radio made no cuckoo-like sound, and the alarm went off all night. She ended up kissing the boy with lemon hair? Even though he couldn't feel it anymore. And her favorite parents, the shopkeeper Mrs. Diller, Mrs. Hoffe Petzl, and... all died in this air raid without warning.

The God of Death also mentioned that war is something he dislikes very much. He will also be tired. He didn’t understand why humans killed each other, let alone why the Jews were massacred. War is cruel, and racial discrimination is also cruel. However, as the instigator of the war, Germany's people also had a hard time. I was also very shocked after reading this book. The whole book is easy to understand. I believe that I will cherish the peaceful days now even more, defend peace, and advocate peace. Cherish the moment and study hard.

And Liesel’s love for words also deeply touched me. Words are no longer just material, a tool for manifestation, but also a kind of spiritual food. As for me, I suddenly respect every work that I read.

There is not too much gorgeous rhetoric in the whole book, because it describes the God of Death from an objective perspective and does not reveal too much emotion. However, the emotions of each character and various environmental weather are vividly expressed with just a few simple strokes, but they are vivid and vivid.

This may be something that I will benefit from and be unforgettable in my life. It will be deeply imprinted in my mind, always alive and awake, and allow me to form an innate sensory memory.

Comments after reading The Book Thief 5

The smoke of war covered the ashes above the head, and the setting sun cast a lonely shadow like the robe of death. In the war, we can't see the hope of the country. Only a little care for ourselves is the last place where hope has shrunk. When we lose one person, we can find other people to rely on. When we lose our own country, we begin to survive in despair. Despair is like the darkness in the basement. You and I are lingering, hoping for the little sunshine on the ground and outside the window. He belongs to everyone. Now it seems that we are in two different worlds. I can't understand who wrote this mistake here. All he has buried in us is mutual hatred.

Since the death of that little boy, partings have been blowing by like flowers in the wind, and they have been saying goodbye. The close people, friends, the life we ??once lived together, the ripe and sweet memories left behind, are like cracks and scars, bit by bit fragmented. I like everyone, I used to love them, every bit of life is their memory, now everything is quiet, but I still seem to hear them calling my name in a trance - Liesel .

My fingers are filled with the smiles they once gave me, remembering the time when they were worried about me, remembering the night when he comforted me at the bedside, and remembering this time with him. The days when she was roaming around the village, and the time she called me little sow every time. Remember their hugs, their secrets, those few books, and those few people. There are ruins in front of me, everything is gray in front of me, and there is endless sadness in the surrounding areas. I had no time to cry and had become numb, my ability to think had ceased, and my hands were left with only powerless support. I wanted to support the past time, I wanted to wake up, but I was lost in the confusion.

Who once loved me, he is now sleeping, the loss that I had no time to kiss, like the sound of a broken string, stopped suddenly, but only the sadness lingered alone. Who once hugged me, he is sleeping now, we keep our own secrets, a world buried between you and me, now when you are gone, I can’t find the place where the secrets were buried, lost Lost you, lost my secret. Who used to keep yelling, as if no one could agree with her, but in these days of departure, I lost your voice, I imagined your voice, I cried for your voice, but it was only me one heard. I hid in the world of words. Faced with the cruelty of life, I loved the stories of everyone’s lives in it, and I also loved the words themselves.

Sometimes I also use words to leave what I want to give to others, so I belong to words. Max imagined defeating the Führer in the boxing ring, and I hoped to use my words to wash away those words of the Führer. Ugly thoughts, the best way to get rid of weeds is to plant wheat, I hope my words can reawaken, all the people here are we need to put down our weapons, what we need is to rebuild our homes in peace, we need to throw Get rid of those prejudices against other races. Since we live under the same sky, we have the same life.

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