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We walked in the fields: me, my mother, my wife and son.
Mother didn't want to come out. She is old, her health is not good, and she feels very tired when she walks a little farther. I said that because of this, I should walk more. The mother nodded convincingly, and went to get her coat. She listens to me now, just as I listened to her when I was a child.
The weather was fine. This year's spring came too late, too late, and some old people couldn't stand it. But spring has finally arrived. My mother survived another harsh winter.
In the early spring fields of the south, large and small patches of new green are spread haphazardly, some thick, some light; The buds on the trees are also dense; The winter water in the fields is also bubbling and blistering. All this makes one think of one thing - life.
My mother and I walked in front, and my wife and son walked behind. The little guy suddenly shouted: "The front is also a mother and son, and the back is also a mother and a son." We all laughed.
Later, there was a disagreement: the mother was going to take the big road, and the big road was smooth; My son is going to take the path, and the path is interesting. It's all up to me, though.
My mother is old, and she is accustomed to obeying her strong son; My son is still young, and he is still accustomed to obeying his tall father; As for my wife, she always listens to me outside. All of a sudden, I felt the weight of my responsibility. I thought of a way to do both, but I couldn't find it; I want to break up the family and divide it into two ways, each with its own place, but I don't want to.
I decided to grieve my son because I had been with him for a long time. I said, "Take the big road."
But the mother touched her grandson's little brain and changed her mind: "Let's take the path." Her eyes followed the path
There were golden cauliflowers, two neat rows of mulberry trees, and a sparkling fish pond at the end. "Where I can't go, you carry me on your back. Mother said to me.
So we walked in the sun towards the cauliflower, the mulberry tree, and the fish pond. When I got there, I squatted down and picked up my mother, and my wife also squatted down and picked up my son. My mother, though tall, was very thin and naturally not heavy; Although the son is very fat, after all, he is young, and he is naturally light:
But my wife and I walked slowly, steadily, and carefully, as if what was on my back and what was on her back added up to the whole world.
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When "I" made the decision to "take the big road", the result was unexpected: "The mother touched the little brain of her grandson", and suddenly changed her mind, "Let's take the small road". If "I" decision is easy to understand, then my mother's change is counterintuitive.
But it is precisely in this unreasonable place that the sincerity and kindness of people have been fully illuminated, and the gentleness, humility and thoughtfulness of three generations of this family have been integrated into this deep love. Isn't this the most stable, the most durable, and the most precious thing about a family made up of blood ties?
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"Walking" Mo Huaiqi's appreciation is as follows:
"Walking" because everything you see, hear and think starts from walking, that is to say, "walking" is the "clue" of the whole text, from another angle (from the perspective of scene description and lyrical philosophy), the title can be: "Life", "Responsibility", "Happiness", "Three Generations".
The narrative and lyrical form of prose has a profound meaning, this article is written about a walk in early spring, but in fact, there is a profound philosophy of life in the walk, through the walk, the author experienced the emotions that have never been neglected in the daily small things, so as to give birth to the desire for life and the cherishing of family.
The scenery in the text is not described in much ink, but it is full of poetry and profound philosophy in the understatement, providing a wonderful backdrop for common walks. The first description of the early spring fields in the south reveals the breath of spring, shows the irrepressible vitality, and it is a song of life and a tribute to life.
The second place describes the distant scenery of the path that the mother saw, and what is revealed between the lines is a kind of love for life and cherishing life. Throughout the whole text, there are no unfamiliar and flowery words, let alone puzzling sentences, except for a little subtle ending, the rest are as clear as words.
Plain but not vulgar, clear but not explicit. Some are full of interest in life: or show the innocence and intelligence of children, or show the happiness and warmth of the family, and some have rich meanings
Or show the character of the character, or show the mood of the character, or point to the meaning of writing, some are intended to be beyond words, hint at the scene, see the aura in the plain, and see the philosophy in the plain.
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The article "Walking Steps" describes the ordinary little things of the three generations of ancestors and grandchildren who took a walk in one place, and showed the sincere feelings of mutual respect and love between the family, and embodied the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation of respecting the old and loving the young.
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Genre: Prose, the text is small and big, showing the family's respect for the old and love for the young.
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The essay "Walking" is a philosophical essay with a dual theme.
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Mo Huaiqi's Walking Genre: Prose.
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Home Background Information:
1) Before the author wrote this article, he did have a personal experience of walking with three generations of four members of the family, and the real people and some real events in it are also the same as the content of the text, but the author did not have the motivation to create.
2) In 1985, the author learned from his friend Mr. Colt, an American sinologist, that in the eyes of Americans, Chinese respect the elderly, love the young, and support their parents are the best in the world, but it is unimaginable in the United States. (3) The author sighed with emotion after hearing this:
What we throw away ourselves, people in developed countries pick it up. So the author began to re-examine this national heritage, which seemed old and had no value, and the idea of writing was born.
1. Mo Huaiqi's "Walking" describes the ordinary and trivial things of three generations of grandparents walking together, showing the sincere feelings of mutual respect and love between the family. 2 It depicts the ordinary and trivial things of three generations of grandparents walking together, showing the sincere feelings of mutual respect and love between the family 3 Its obvious theme is to praise the traditional virtues of the Chinese nation of respecting the old and loving the young. 4 However, its hidden theme is to express and praise the cohesion and centripetal force of the Chinese nation, and it is a picture of the backbone of the Chinese nation.
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