Author | Acacia Book
Source | Confucius old book network dynamics
The Little Prince by the French writer Saint-Exupéry (1900-1944) has been translated into more than a hundred languages and distributed to every corner of the world. It is said that the sales of this children's book are close to the Bible, and it has truly achieved full coverage. At the turn of the century, the wreckage of the writer's wrecked plane and the writer's bracelet were discovered, and "The Little Prince" added a legendary color. It is worth noting that the massive sale of this book is a marketing act, and she is just a book for children! After the classical Hans Christian Andersen and Grimm fairy tales, Saint-Exupéry, a fairy tale written by a pilot actually went to the world, which is a miracle in itself!
Saint-Exupéry fought against fascism in combat positions as air force pilots. At the same time, he was also a military writer and diligent in his creation. He has experienced the test of life and death by flying airplanes in the skies; his planes have landed in snow-capped mountains and crashed into the Sahara Desert due to accidents. It was the strange experience of being trapped in the great desert that forced him to return to the origin of life, to observe and think about this inexplicable world with the heart and eyes of a child. Man's re-examination of human life in a desperate situation, at the brink of death, is the little prince's light sermon to the reader. There was a flower in the desert, but the power-obsessed king, busy calculating wealth, the merchant who was intoxicated in the calculation, the drunkard who paralyzed himself with wine, all turned a blind eye. "The adults are really weird!" The little prince began to wonder and torture the absurd human world. At the beginning of the work, the little prince felt that the objects seen by the adults were different from what he saw. When he was six years old, he painted a picture of a python swallowing an elephant, and the python's bulging belly was like a mountain, but the adults said that he painted a hat. This frustrated answer changed his life, making him return to the ground from the artist's fantasy, honestly learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, and finally become a pilot, flying into the sky, walking through the clouds, the sun, and the stars, stimulating and expanding his imagination. Finally, his fall in the Sahara Desert made him a world-renowned fairy tale writer and a philosopher wrapped in fairy tales.
The world of adults is the material world of reality. "If you tell the grown-ups: I saw a beautiful red brick house with geraniums in front of the windows, pigeons perched on the roof... They couldn't imagine what kind of house it was. You must say to them: I see a house worth a hundred thousand francs! They exclaimed: What a beautiful house! "Adults see a house in the value of money, children see a house in the eyes of artists, and the same objects are reflected in the eyes of adults and children, but different cognitions are generated. Today, aren't the doubts in "The Little Prince" still the reality of our lives? In the news of the auction, officials and businessmen exchanged their respective collections of calligraphy and paintings, and the first thing they cared about was the price of the paintings and calligraphy, and how much money was auctioned? How much is the market capitalization? How much money to use, how much money to change hands. Art collection has become a category of the capital market. Those calligraphers and painters who are not yet famous or have not yet broken through, there is also a stock market term that "has great market value-added potential" to comfort them, and has become a common phrase for dealers to sell inferior products. The little prince paints a python swallowing an elephant, and the adults see a hat. That's it.
The flower in "The Little Prince", a flower he encountered through the great desert, is to be watered and cared for with heart. The writer wrote about this part: "I am too young to know how to cherish and love her. This pokes at the reader's regret and pain, the famous line in "Journey to the West": "When I was young, there was ... "No cherishing" is in common with "The Little Prince". I wouldn't say how many metaphors there are in this work. Her natural, pure language and narrative can enlighten the reader and let adults hear the truth of life from the mouths of children.
"I've met a king, and he..."
"The king is not possessed, he is the ruler. Streets apart. ”
"What about you owning stars?"
"With the stars, I'm a monopoly."
"What's the benefit of being rich?"
"If someone finds a new star, I'll buy them."
In the eyes of the little prince, this person's way of thinking is like the drunkard he has just met, but for people in modern society, constantly buying and buying is the only value of existence and the meaning of life. There is a story in "Liezi" that a person dressed up early in the morning crashed into a gold shop, stretched out his hands and grabbed the gold jewelry in the store. The shopkeepers grabbed him for interrogation and said, "There are so many people in our shop, how can you come in and steal them?" The man said, "When I entered the store, I saw only gold, not anyone." The topic of the king and the drunken man of the stars in The Little Prince is the same as the idea of Liezi.
A flower, a spring of water, a sky full of stars, will swallow people in an instant, the great desert is enough to make a walker realize the Tao. Saint-Exupéry examines life with the heart and eyes of a child because he has experienced the cruelty of war and the real fall of the sky. Life, how fragile! She is not as tenacious as a flower in the desert; life, how tenacious! As long as you live, a wrecked airplane pilot can become the little prince of King's Landing!
Long road of life, where can be a smooth road! Life always has to encounter setbacks and experience failures. However, there should always be an unforgettable failure that will make you change course and turn around and follow a more suitable and correct path. If you persist on the path, you can see a flower in the desert and take a sip of the desert spring.
I have been reading the world for a long time, and I have read many people. I found that the failure of life is not that someone has not worked hard, but that after experiencing a painful fall, he has not yet known himself; standing up, recuperating from his injuries, he is still the same as me, and finds himself so lonely, like an ant that has fallen behind, clinging to half a grain of rice in pursuit of a long line.
