A good book can always accompany the reader to grow up continuously, no matter what stage of life it is read, it can have different feelings and gains. Recently reread, I have a new understanding. When you are young, you always yearn to "live elsewhere", but as you grow older and more experienced, you tend to focus more on living a good "life for now", and you agree more with the so-called full life in the book is "raising a child, planting a tree, and writing a book". This is by no means a compromise, not a betrayal of poetry and distant places, but a reverence for the insistence of the heart.
"Brooklyn Has a Tree" written by writer Betty Smith is such a good book, through telling how reading makes humble life noble, telling how knowledge changes people's cultivation and destiny, telling how the strength of the family supports children to achieve their dreams, sowing a "seed" in the reader's heart, drawing nutrients and light sources from growth, and finally growing into a different shape, but equally tough and upright "Brooklyn's tree".
The greatest power unleashed by this book, I think, is "hope," as it says, "to live, to struggle, to love our lives, to love all the joys and sorrows that life gives, that is a fulfillment." The fullness of life is always there and is accessible to everyone. "No matter how barren reality is, how scarce it is, as long as there is hope, there is a dream, there is action, you will be able to perceive the glimmer from the night, and find the direction from the glimmer."
Below, the 3 fragments in the excerpt book correspond to 3 keywords and are shared with you.
Francie loved the smell of coffee and the hot feel of coffee. When eating bread and meat, she always holds the coffee cup with one hand and enjoys the warmth of the coffee. Every now and then she went to smell the bitter and sweet taste. That's better than drinking coffee. After the meal, the coffee will be poured into the sink... She enjoyed pouring it into the sink drain, and at this point she felt very dashing and extravagant. Whenever the two aunts saw the coffee being poured, they inevitably had to count down this wasteful behavior in their eyes. However, France's mother always explained, "France, like everyone else, can drink one cup of coffee per meal." If she thinks it's better to throw it away than to drink it, then she has to go with her. I personally feel that people like us can occasionally waste something, and good villains can also understand what it's like to have money on hand and don't have to piece things together. ”
France's grandmother, an illiterate old woman, had a concept that seems invaluable today: children must have imagination. Imagination is priceless. Children have to have a hidden world in which things never exist. She had to believe that it was important. She had to believe in these things that were not part of the world. In this way, when the world is difficult, the child can go back and live in the imagination.
Although France's grandmother never fulfilled her dream of owning a piece of land by saving money in her lifetime, she encouraged France's mother to develop the habit of saving money to buy land. Even if you are poor, you still have to find ways to cut out one or three cents from each expense, and accumulate less into more. It can be said that what they save is not money, but a spirit of being in a difficult situation, but not compromising and not falling, and trying to climb upwards. This spiritual inheritance also affected France, and eventually opened another door in her life.
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