Reading Notes: Heidi and Grandpa, Sbilee

【Original】Thirsty for knowledge, humble as foolish. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ Rating

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Who are the most famous Swiss women? Heidi, of course. She is to Switzerland as "Grimm's Fairy Tales" is to Germany, "Andersen's Fairy Tales" is to Denmark, "Pinocchio" is to Italy, "The Little Prince" is to France, she is the most famous spokesperson for Switzerland.

Heidi is the protagonist of the novel of the same name by the Swiss writer Spielly. Ever since Heidi's novel came out in 1880, this little girl from the mountains has taken the world by storm.

Some stories never go out of style, and some characters never get old. The faster the pace of modernization, the more people move back and forth to life. Urban people's yearning for nature and modern people's desire for a simple life have found sustenance in Heidi.com.

Every year, thousands of tourists come to Heidi's hometown from all over the world. Overhead is the blue sky, behind the magnificent snow-capped mountains, turquoise grass stretching in front of the eyes, the Voice of Heidi in the Walkman, this is the highest state of happiness.

Heidi, 5, was sent by her aunt to her grandfather's house on Mount Elm for foster care. Heidi immediately fell in love with her new home. Here's the neat little bed that Grandpa made for her with fresh hay, and she likes to lie in bed and watch "How the Sun Goes to the Mountains and Good Night.". She made many friends—the mischievous goat, Peter the Lamb, the towering mountain peaks, and the old gulls beneath the cliffs. Heidi was always happy, she would always find something to be happy about.

When she was 8 years old, her aunt took Heidi away from her grandfather and sent her to a wealthy family in Frankfurt to make a playmate for the family's small owner, Clara with a disability. In the city, Heidi learned the rules, and also learned to read and read. Her friendship with Clara does not dilute Heidi's longing for her hometown, and she suffers from severe homesickness.

Heidi finally returned to Mount Elm. She recited hymns to her blind grandmother, bringing light back to her heart. She taught Peter to read and read, and helped the lamb say goodbye to obscurantism. Even the well-behaved grandfather went into the church and reconciled with the villagers. Later, Clara also came to the mountain. Fresh goat's milk, fresh air, and beautiful nature healed Clara's illness, and with Heidi's help, Clara learned to walk.

Heidi soothes the lonely hearts of adults with her innocent and happy nature, and she sincerely and enthusiastically helps children. She is the daughter of the mountain, the child of nature, she is a symbol of vitality, courage and kindness. In addition, Spiri "faxed" the beauty of the Alps with vivid writing, which is one of the reasons why Heidi is popular all over the world.

The greatest benefit from Heidi is undoubtedly the national image of Switzerland, and the quality of Heidi has been transferred to the Swiss. In general, the Swiss have a positive image of simplicity, health and kindness, which is exactly the quality of Heidi.

From fairy tales to myths – the village of Mayenfeld – Dörfli, where the story takes place, has long been developed into Heidi Land. Every summer, many tourists come here to visit in person. Like Heidi, you can climb the winding paths towards the Alps and taste freshly milked goat's milk in a hilltop hut. Along the way, the aroma of green grass on the pasture comes to the nose and purifies the body and mind.

【My Book Review】

Heidi symbolizes the spirit of nature, she is bound by civilized society, returned to the close nature and released her nature, appearing so beautiful and innocent and lovely.

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【Original】

Peter called heidi over for dinner. However, this is much more difficult than calling a goat. She was having fun with her new friends, unable to see or hear anything else. Peter had his own way, he shouted loudly, shouting so loudly that the rocks echoed, and Heidi came. But as soon as she saw such a delicious lunch on the ground, she danced happily. "Okay, okay, don't jump around, it's time for lunch!" Peter said, "Sit down and eat." "Is this milk for me?" "Yes, and those two large pieces of bread and cheese are also yours. After drinking this bowl of milk, I will squeeze you another bowl from the 'white chrysanthemum'. Then I drink again. "Which sheep's milk do you milk?" Heidi asked.

Usually, it is boring to go to class alone. My governess, Mr. Urscher, came every day, teaching from ten o'clock in the morning to two o'clock in the afternoon, which was a long time! Even the teacher himself used a book to cover his face from time to time, as if he was very nearsighted, in fact, he was yawning behind the book. Miss Rothenmer often took out a handkerchief and covered her face next to her, as if she had been greatly touched by our reading, and I knew that she was only yawning behind the handkerchief.

I used to think that talking to girls would disturb others and bring bad influence to others, so I always felt a little guilty. But then she told me that she remembered the scene of my encounter with her vividly, it was a very precious memory for her, and our encounter made her very happy, as if a ray of sunshine had shone into her gray life. So, I gradually understood that if the other party is not interested in you, then your abruptness may really disturb the other party or just satisfy her vanity, but if the person you are talking to is also full of expectations for love, then your unexpected arrival will make her heart deer bump and even get excited to sleep at night, and the rest of the day is as sweet as eating honey.

And Grandpa video, learned that he is going to have a birthday, the time passes really fast, unconsciously he is already 70 years old, he wants me to take my girlfriend back to accompany him to celebrate his birthday, but I broke up with the other party, not to mention that I also have to participate in the interview of ByteDance, it takes time to prepare, the time is too rushed back, and I can only wish for a happy birthday through the video with a little regret.

I'm so scared, I saw the age spots on Grandpa's face when I saw the video today, and I didn't realize that he was already so old! I thought how sad I would be if one day my grandparents really disappeared from me.

Heidi was so agitated that although Clara finally made her understand, she still had a hard time calming down, still crying loudly, and the more she cried, the sadder she became, because the story made her think that she was so far from home, and that Peter's grandmother and her grandfather might die before she could return. In that case, when she returns one day, she will find that things are human, and she will never see the people she loves again.

"Where is the child?" Mr. Sethman asked. Heidi was immediately brought in, and she greeted him as usual: "Good morning, sir. "Boy, don't you say anything else?" he asked. Heidi looked at him confusedly. "Oh, I see, no one has told you yet!" Mr. Sethman smiled and said, "Today, you're going home." "Go home?" Heidi gasped and repeated. She was so excited that she could barely catch her breath. "What, don't you want to?" Mr. Sesman asked with a smile. "No, I do!" Heidi said excitedly, her face flushed. "That's fine." Mr. Sethman sat down at the table and asked Heidi to sit down too, "Eat well now." Heidi tried to eat as much as she could, but couldn't swallow a mouthful. She was so excited, it was unbelievable. She was worried that she was dreaming again, that she would wake up again and see herself standing in her pajamas at the gate.

In the early morning, the rising sun stains the mountains red, and the fresh morning breeze passes through the fir forest, shaking the branches of ancient trees. The rustling of the wind through the treetops was Heidi's most fascinating sound, and it woke her from her sleep. She got out of bed in a hurry and got dressed in a hurry—she already knew the need to dress up, and she knew she should dress up cleanly at all times. Then she climbed down the ladder and saw that Grandpa's bed was empty, so she ran outside the door. Grandpa was standing outside the house, looking up at the sky on all sides as usual, predicting the weather for the day. From time to time, small patches of rose-colored clouds drifted through the blue sky. The morning sun had just emerged from the high rocks at the top of the mountain, dying the mountains and pastures a shade of gold. "Ah, so beautiful! It was so beautiful! Heidi ran to the morning glow and greeted Grandpa, "Good morning, Grandpa! "Oh, you woke up so early?" Grandpa waved to Heidi as a greeting. Heidi ran under the fir tree and jumped happily under the flying foliage. Whenever a breeze blew and the treetops rustled, she would cheer loudly and jump high with joy.

I heard that believing in religion is just a way to solve depression, to add some mysterious comfort to yourself, although there is no practical function, but it can make themselves feel better from the psychological level, so that depressed people still have a little weak expectation for tomorrow, hoping that their prayers can have a slight response.

The sun was gradually rising, and before I knew it it was time for lunch. At this point, Peter hysterically yelled at the two men, "It's time to eat!" Heidi stood up and planned to bring the doctor's lunch with her. However, the doctor said that he was not hungry, just wanted a cup of milk, and then wanted to walk around and climb a little higher. Hearing him say this, Heidi did not feel hungry, and after she planned to drink a cup of milk, she took the doctor to the side of the moss-covered mountain rocks that were covered with moss and surrounded by herbs that the sheep loved to eat, which was where the "goldfinch" almost fell. So Heidi ran to Peter and asked him to milk two bowls of milk for himself and the doctor from "White Chrysanthemum". Peter listened, stared at Heidi in surprise and asked:

These vicious ballads are not at all like the naïve little Heidi can make up, I feel that the author the more he writes to the back, the worse it gets, in the first few chapters to promote religiousism, and now completely subvert Heidi's image, really a little bit of a feeling that people can't read it, is a pure failure in this book.

Hearing Peter's panicked voice, Heidi hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" "Nothing! You come back, I'll learn. Peter stammered. But Heidi herself was now eager to find out where the Savage lived, and wanted to go over and ask Grandpa. But seeing that Peter was so worried, she had to give up and walk back to the table. She asked Peter to compensate for this. So Peter honestly read and read again until he read the letter Z so well that he would never forget it for the rest of his life. Later, Heidi taught him how to spell, which was a big step forward. At this moment, snow began to fall in the mountains again, and the ground was covered with a layer of fluffy new snow. This weather lasted for a long time, and Heidi had not been able to go up the mountain to see Her Grandmother for three weeks.

The May sun has returned to the earth, the remnants of snow on the mountains have completely melted, merging into clear streams, pouring from the mountains into the valleys; another verdant alpine pasture bathed in warm and brilliant sunshine; sleeping flowers hearing the call of the sun, opening their eyes, and eagerly unfolding their beautiful petals among the tender green grasses. The cheerful and gentle spring breeze passes through the fir forest, blowing off the old decaying conifers and making room for the new green leaves. The eagle that lived on the top of the hill spread its wings and circled in the blue sky again; the huts on the alpine pastures were sprinkled with golden sunlight, and the ground was warm and dry, and it was possible to sit on the ground everywhere. Heidi moved back up the hill. She ran around, all the familiar places, but she couldn't tell where was the most beautiful.

Heidi listened to the sound of the wind, which blew down from the high rocks, blowing closer and closer, blowing more and more powerfully, and finally hitting the fir tree and dissolving among the branches. She lay on the ground, looking at the insects in the grass that were bouncing around alive and dancing with their teeth and claws, as if she heard all these little beings singing in unison, singing her heart: "We are on the mountain!" We were in the mountains! We're on the mountain—" Heidi looked at the earth that was waking up, breathing deeply in the fragrance of the earth, and felt that spring had never been so beautiful.

After hearing the last sentence, Peter jumped away from the doorpost, and angrily swung his whip wildly, frightening the goats into panic and running down the mountain like crazy. Peter waved his whip in pursuit, as if provoking an invisible enemy. And the enemy was the guests from Frankfurt, who upset Peter.

Clara picked up the grass and brought it to the mouth of "Xiao Xue" one by one. "Xiaoxue" was very docile, clinging to its new friend, eating the young leaves from between her fingers. Sitting alone in this beautiful nature, nestled next to a lamb who trusts her and needs her own care – this new experience brings Clara a wonderful feeling. She never imagined that she would have such happiness, and a strong desire arose in her heart: she longed to be like other girls, healthy and free, able to run, able to help others, rather than just sitting there forever and receiving help from others.

Heidi had run to where the flowers were blooming. She watched mesmerized. The hillside is golden, and it is the desert lotus that responds to the brilliant sun; clusters of dark blue bell flowers and hanging bell grass swaying in the wind; primroses also exude a sweet fragrance; and various other flowers are also showing their wonderful posture. Heidi was intoxicated, and she stood there silently, breathing deeply into the sweet air. Suddenly she turned around and ran to Clara panting. "Clara, you must go there and have a look!" She exclaimed, "It's so beautiful! In the evening, I am afraid it will not be so beautiful. I'll carry you over, okay? Clara looked at heidi, who was excited, and shook her head: "No, no! Heidi, you're much smaller than I am. Heck, if only I could walk! ”

Clara symbolizes the weak and sickly deformed child in civilized society, and the inability to walk means the loss of the most primitive life force of human beings. When Clara finds the strength to support herself with the help of Heidi, the child of nature, it is the author who wants to point out that only by returning to the purest and simplest nature can the body and mind grow healthily in order to make a life like a summer flower and full of vitality, on the contrary, the materialistic flow in society will only make a person more and more enslaved by materials, and the body and mind will not be healthy.

They sat down among the flowers. It was the first time Clara had sat directly on the dry, warm land of a high mountain pasture, and she had an indescribable pleasure. Around, the blue hanging bell grass dances, the golden desert seat lotus dangles dazzlingly, the red cornflowers stand tall, and the wild plums and plums around them are fragrant. Everything is so cute, so beautiful!

Clara looked at everything around her, thinking that she could stand and take a step, and all kinds of beautiful visions surged in her heart. She reveled in the brilliant sunshine and fragrant flowers, and her heart was full of joy, and she could not say a word.

Heidi, who sat next to Clara, also felt that today's alpine pastures were even more beautiful. She didn't know why it was so beautiful today, and she couldn't help but cry out loudly with joy. Suddenly, she realized that this joy came from Clara's recovery, and this was the thing that made her feel happiest!

Heidi, who lost both of her parents at an early age, has been fostering in her aunt's house. Fortunately, life under the fence did not make her lonely, on the contrary, young Heidi remained innocent and enthusiastic as always. But when she was eight years old, even her aunt couldn't take care of her, so she decided to send her to her eccentric grandfather. But when she got there, her eccentric grandfather threw her out. Poor little Heidi had nowhere to go, so she could only live in the sheepfold without a sound. So the naturally optimistic little Heidi stayed with the flock for one night. The next day, Grandpa came to milk the cow with a bad face, and Little Heidi always smiled, so he came and went, and the stubborn Grandpa also began to be touched by the warmth of Little Heidi. Slowly, he accepted little Heidi, an uninvited guest.

Little Heidi, a newcomer, is full of curiosity about everything. In this beautiful mountain she was more like an elf, and after that she not only became friends with peter, a shepherd boy, but often accompanied herding sheep in the mountains. The relationship with Grandpa also became deeper and deeper, gradually melting Grandpa's cold heart. In the spring, she will look up at the sky on the field with her friends. In the winter, she would scoor the sleigh made by her grandfather.

When she got to the castle, she would often steal small bread. It wasn't that she was gluttonous, but that she always remembered peter's grandmother not being able to bite hard food, so she always thought that one day she would go back and give bread to her grandmother. There was also when she knew miss Clara needed herself and she couldn't go back. Sensible Heidi doesn't cry, but secretly sad and accumulating thoughts make her sleepwalk. It's painful to think about.

Heidi is like an angel in the world, simple and pure without dust. Represents the best side of humanity. She exudes a kind of magic, infecting friends around her and healing the hearts of readers.

The vast mountains of the Alps, the sky of cattle and sheep, the colorful flowers and grasses, the rippling mountain streams, the whole picture scroll is like a fairyland on earth that cannot be desecrated, healing our scars and washing our hearts. When the sun rises in the east, walk in the crook of Junfeng's arm to listen to birdsong, and under the sunset, wander in the embrace of nature and look at the sky. The story complements the beauty, and makes people yearn for it to be exiled to this paradise.

The only thing I don't like about this book is that the second half of the book is too religious, dragging a tail of mysterious words, so that it is not happy.