Reading "Bronze Sunflower"

There is a book, writing suffering - great suffering, writing suffering to the depths; writing beauty - extremely beautiful, writing beauty to the extreme; writing love - to love, writing love full of vitality and affection. This book is written by Cao Wenxuan - "Bronze Sunflower".

This is a story of a country boy and a city girl. The boy is called bronze, is a dumb, lives in the barley field, the girl is called sunflower, and lives in Yau Ma town.

The seven-year-old girl, sunflower, was raised in the boy’s bronze because her own biological father was in the water. What makes the barley land strange is that from the moment she entered the bronze door, she was already the granddaughter of her grandmother, the daughter of her father and mother, and the sister of bronze.

Just as bronze was the tail of Grandma, the sunflower has since become the tail of bronze. Everyone in the barley field knows that sunflower has a good dumb brother!

The bronze family was very poor, and they lived very hard, but they did not suffer from this prostitute. In the summer, the bronze family had a mosquito net. The whole family ordered a few sticks to smoke the mosquitoes and left the mosquito net to the prostitute. Every night, my grandmother used a fan to blow the sweat to the niece, and she slept...

When the sunflower was 12 years old, her fate recalled her to the city. Whether it was windy or rainy, the bronze was sitting on the top of the big grass all day, where the farthest river can be seen. That day, the sunflower disappeared from the white ship. One day, two days, three days... Bronze looked forward and could not help but be surprised. He licked his eyes hurt by sweat and saw the sunflowers come back. He forgot that he was still on the tall grasshopper and took his feet to the sunflower. He lay silently on the ground. I don't know how long it took, he woke up, he saw the sunflower, she was still running under the curtain of water, waving to him. He opened his mouth and tried his best, shouting: "Kwai - flower"

The bronze house is like a carriage, a worn carriage. For many years in the past, it has bumped on rough roads and rolled forward in the rain. The axle is short of oil, the wheel is broken, and all the links are a bit slack, and the creaking is very difficult. But he still went all the way, without delay. Since the car has more sunflowers, it has become even heavier.

We must dare to face pain. Happiness is worthy of praise, and pain is not worthy of praise? These two are sisters and are all holy people. Those who cannot have happiness and pain do not love happiness or love pain. Anyone who can have them will understand the value of life and the sweetness of leaving life.

"Bronze sunflower" to tell the children, probably this is the meaning.

Sixth grade: angle