Reading Notes: Alice in Wonderland, Lewis Carroll Foreword My Book Review Text

【Original】Thirsty for knowledge, humble as foolish.

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My book review

Let's start with the author of the book--- the British writer Louis Carroll. Louis Carroll was a handsome British man, born into a middle-class family, talented, and later a professor at Oxford University. As a child, Carol was deaf in one ear due to a high fever; at the age of 17, a severe cough caused permanent damage to his lungs; and after middle age, Carol's body was asymmetrical from left and right, which made him appear stiff and clumsy. He also has migraines and epilepsy. Stuttering has always bothered him, and it is said that the unclearly pronounced dodo in Alice in Wonderland is a portrayal of himself. It may be these physical ailments that make Carol yearn for the innocent world of children, and he often takes his friends' children to the river for boating. One of the children was a four-year-old girl named Alice Liddell, who wrapped herself around Carol to tell stories, and a draft of Alice in Wonderland was born on the sparkling river in the Summer of England. It's a true children's book, so to speak: written by one big kid for a little kid, and then constantly inspiring the big kids in every corner of the world.

At the beginning of the story, the protagonist Alice falls down the rabbit hole. Alice, like most children, is anxious to grow up and see the world through the eyes of an adult. But the world under the rabbit hole is very different from the real world, and all the laws that work in the real world do not apply here. Whenever Alice wanted to apply these laws, she would hit a wall. In the world of Alice in Wonderland, there are always hurried white rabbits, big blue caterpillars smoking shisha, nervous mad hats, plain turtles who always cry, queen hearts constantly shouting to cut off other people's heads, the duchess holding pig-like babies, everyone plays croquet games, flamingos make clubs, live hedgehogs make balls, guards are all playing cards, bending down to make goals, and of course, there are laughing Cheshire cats, which can make their bodies disappear out of thin air, leaving only a smile in the world.

With her wild imagination and exquisite language skills, Carroll unfolds the beautiful fantasy scene of Alice in Wonderland, taking us through a bizarre experience, and the appearance of each novel animal character brings out a satire of reality, a challenge to the rules, and a subversion of the old Victorian education method. At the end of the story, Alice wakes up and seems to have grown up a lot overnight.

The content of this small book is really messy, a lot of dialogue content I did not understand, as if it is an unorganized group of strange people crazy talk, and the story is quite bloody and violent feeling, at every turn is beheading and killing and other words, more like a dark fairy tale, since it is a book for children to read, then it is reasonable to avoid such content.

This time it disappeared very slowly and slowly, first from the tip of its tail, little by little, as if it had been erased little by little by the eraser; finally the smiling face remained, and after the rest of the body disappeared, the smile remained for a long time.

Under a large tree in front of the house, there is a table. March Rabbit and the Hatter sat at the table drinking tea, and a sleeping mouse fell asleep among them, and the two guys used it as a cushion, put their elbows on the sleeping mouse, and were chatting across the top of its head.

Alice looked up and found the queen standing before them, her arms crossed, her face as gloomy as the sky before the storm.

After Alice left, her sister still sat there quietly, her head resting on her arm, looking at the sunset in the west, thinking about little Alice and the fantasy experience in her dreams, and then falling asleep herself. Here's her dream. At first, she dreamed of little Alice herself, and those small hands once again held her knees and looked up at her with bright and eager eyes. She could still hear little Alice's voice, and saw her head swing slightly, straightening her unkempt hair, a scene she often saw. But as she listened, or as if listening to what Alice had to say, her surroundings seemed to come alive with the arrival of the strange animals in her little sister's dreams.

The white rabbit hurried past, rustling with the long thatch beneath her feet; the frightened rats leaped into the nearby pond in panic; she heard the clashing of teacups, which was the endless teasply of March rabbit and its friends; she heard the screams of the queen ordering the execution of her hapless guests. The baby pig sneezed on the Duchess's leg, surrounded by the sound of cups and pans breaking. She even heard the screams of the eagle-headed lions, the squeaks of the lizards as they wrote, the struggles of the guinea pigs that had been sanctioned, the sounds that permeated the air and mingled faintly with the mournful sobs of the false turtles in the distance.

So she sat up straight, her eyes closed, vaguely believing that she had really arrived in that magical world. Though she knew that as soon as she opened her eyes, everything would return to the dull reality: the artemisia grass was just blowing in the wind, the water of the pool was rippled by the swaying reeds; the bumping of the teacup was actually the bell hanging from the neck of the sheep, and the queen's scream was nothing more than the cry of the shepherd boy. The sneezing of pig children, the screams of eagle-headed lions and all kinds of strange sounds are just all kinds of noise in the busy season in the countryside. And the whispers of the cattle in the distance turned into the weeping of a false turtle in a dream.

Finally, she imagined a picture: her little sister, although she will mature in the future, will still retain the simple love of childhood. She will also tease children, using many strange stories, perhaps this sleepwalking illusion from a long time ago, to make their eyes brighter and more eager. She will also share the simple troubles of children, will find happiness in their simple joys, and will recall her childhood and those happy summer days.