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Who did Bing Xin write "Communication" to?
As follows:
Newsletter 1
Children who seem familiar with each other:
I am sick and about to travel far away. During the month, I have been insulated from words; because yesterday I saw that the supplement of "Morning News" had a special column "Children's World", I was so happy that I used my weak skills and unfamiliar pen and ink to write about it with the lovely children. First communication.
In this first letter, please allow me to introduce myself to you. I am a laggard in your naive team - but there is one thing that I often feel proud of: I was once a child, and I still am a child sometimes.
In order to preserve this innocence until I transfer to another world, I sincerely hope that you will help me and guide me. I will always encourage myself to be one of your most enthusiastic and most enthusiastic people. A loyal friend!
Children, I want to go somewhere far away. I really like this trip, because maybe I can get more information from the trip, and I can tell you some slightly novel things in future newsletters. ——The place I went to was on that side of the earth.
I have three younger brothers, the youngest is thirteen years old. He had studied geography and knew that the earth was round. He jokingly said to me: "Sister, since you are gone, when we miss you, we can take a very long bamboo pole and pass it straight from our yard to your yard opposite to make a hole.
We can see each other through that hole. Let me see if you have gained weight or lost weight after we left. "Do you think this is possible?" ——I have another child, he is four years old this year. He asked me one day: "Auntie, is the place you are going further than the front door?" Which side of the earth does the child think is further? Or is it far from the front door?
I am leaving - leaving my parents, brothers, and all my dear ones. Even though the period was short, I already felt very sad.
If you can think of a warm and loyal friend thousands of miles away in the happy and sweet time in the arms of your father and mother, in the ranks of sisters and brothers, in the wind and rain, , alone in the annoying and desolate weather, cannot enjoy such rich blessings, then your innocent compassion at the first glance has given me great and immeasurable happiness and comfort from the distance from the spirit of the universe!
Children, as long as I have time, I will not let this communication be interrupted for a long time. If the interruption is longer, please forgive me. Because if I hadn't picked up the pen at the moment when my childish innocence returned, I would never have dared to write this newsletter with the complicated heart of an adult. This level asks you to show compassion and compassion.
It’s time to wrap up this letter. I feel indescribable. I feel very honored!
Bing Xin
July 25, 1923
Newsletter 2
Children:
< p>I really don’t want to tell you a sad thing right away in the second communication. However, this incident has caused my soul to suffer a secret pain since last year. Even now, I cannot stop confessing in front of pure children.One spring night last year - a very leisurely night, it was already past nine o'clock, my brothers had all gone to bed, and only my father and mother were sitting opposite each other at the round table, reading and eating fruit. Point, talk. I also held a book and leaned on the back of the chair to read. Everything was soft and quiet then.
A mouse quietly came out from under the table and slowly ate the crumbs on the ground. This mouse was very small, it was innocent and calm, and while eating, it looked up at me - I was aroused in surprise, and both my mother and father looked down. Looking at it from all sides, it still stayed happily. Under the shadow of the lamp, it was very small, with light gray hair, a nimble little body, and a pair of twinkling bright eyes.
Children, please allow me to confess! In an instant, I leaned down nervously, took the book in my hand, and gently covered it. --God! It didn't even move. Across the pages of the book, I felt its soft little body curling up on the ground without resistance.
This was completely unexpected! I pressed my hand on it, and it was trembling slightly - my mother had already said quickly: "Why bother! Such a docile and interesting little creature..."
Before I could finish my words, the puppy Huer came from The curtain jump will come in.
My father also said quickly: "Let go quickly, the tiger is going to get it!" I picked up the book in a panic again, what a shame! It remains contentedly motionless. ——With a slight roar of joy, the tiger pounced on it and did not allow me to call it back. It had already crawled out from the gap in the curtain with it in its mouth.
When I walked out the door, I could only hear it chirping weakly and pitifully a few times from Huer's mouth, and then there was no sound. ——In less than a minute, this gentle little creature made my heart feel like an arrow!
I took a long breath from the panic. My mother slowly put down the book in her hand, looked up at me and said, "I think it is really small and inorganic. Otherwise, it must have run away. It was the first time it went out to look for food, but it didn't come back. Its mother is in the nest, maybe something happened." ”
Children, I have fallen, I have really fallen! If I were the same age as you, when I heard these words, I would slowly move over and suddenly throw myself into my mother's arms and cry bitterly. But at that time...children, please forgive me! I just smiled and pretended not to mind.
When it was time to rest, I returned to the bedroom. The forced smile increased my guilt, and I lingered for a long time, not knowing what to do - I didn't change my clothes, I just leaned on the edge of the bed and leaned on the pillow. In this state, I was silent for fifteen minutes - —I ended up in tears.
It has been more than a year now. Sometimes when I study late at night and see a mouse coming out, I always feel ashamed and almost avoid it. I always thought it was the mother of that mouse, with tears of sadness in her eyes, coming out to look for it every night and wanting to take it back.
Not only this, I think of it when I see a tiger, and I also think of it when I sit at night. This impression always hurts in my heart. Once I couldn't bear it anymore, so I told an adult friend. I tried my best to accept a scolding from her in order to relieve some of my pain. She didn't want to, but she laughed and said, "You are really becoming more and more childish. Things as big as the tip of a needle are worth talking about!" Her indifferent smile actually blocked my next words.
From then on, I became discouraged and despaired. I never mentioned this trivial matter to the second adult!
When I was a child, I shed tears for a cricket with a broken leg, and sobbed for an injured oriole. When I was a child, I understood that all life is of the same size in the eyes of the Creator. I never did anything unkind when I was a child. It happened, but now it has gone wrong...
I have reported and admitted it in front of you today. Serious children, please judge!
Bing Xin
July 28, 1923, Beijing.
"For Young Readers" was a book published by China Youth Publishing House in 1923. The author Bing Xin mainly described overseas scenery and anecdotes, and also expressed her love and love for her motherland and hometown. Feelings of longing.
Reference materials:
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