Reflections on Guo Moruo's Works after Reading

Ginkgo, I miss you. I don't know why you are also called Gongsun Shu. But most people call you ginkgo, which is easy to understand.

I know, your characteristics don't care that you have this apricot-like fruit, the skin is as white as silver and the nucleolus is rich in nutrition-needless to say, this is enough for your characteristics.

But most people don't know that you are the oldest and most advanced flowering plant. Your pollen and ovules behave like animals, and you are a treasure completely preserved by human beings.

You can't exist in nature, but you still stand upright, singing the triumph of human victory in space.

You saint of the East, you living monument to China culture, you only have it in China, but most people don't seem to know it.

I have been to Japan, and Japan has you, but you are obviously an overseas Chinese in Japan. China culture has existed in Japan for as long as you have lived in Japan.

You really should be called the national tree of China. I like you, especially you.

But it's not because you are a specialty of China that I particularly like it. Because you are beautiful, true and kind.

How straight your stems are, how vigorous your branches are, how green, how clean and how delicate your leaves are.

In summer, how many temples have been crowned with towering clouds, and how many working people have been crowned with cool canopies.

Although the phoenix tree has your straight end, it is not as strong as you;

Poplar is lush but not solemn.

The smoky wind will charm you, and birds will come to song for you; God's Hundreds of Gods-If there are God's Hundreds of Gods, I believe that whenever the moon is empty, they will come to the party at your feet.

Autumn comes, butterflies die, your green leaves will turn golden yellow, and butterflies will fly out of the garden. Aren't you a clever magician? But you don't have the kind of Jianghu atmosphere that makes people hide their noses.

When you are free from everything and your branches are propped up in space, you are not ashamed of cold wind, frost and snow.

How rough and free and easy. I'm afraid there hasn't been a monk like you since Buddhism.

You didn't give in to your attitude at all, but you didn't despair; Your virtue is as barren as music, but you are not proud; Your taboo seems detached. You care about all plants and trees. You care about everything, but you don't hide.

Isn't your fruit nourishing people, your essence is not impregnable equipment, or your fallen leaves are excellent fuel for ignition?

But I'm really a little surprised. It is strange that everyone in China seems to have forgotten you for a long time, which seems to have started from ancient times.

I can't find your name in China's classics. I seldom see China poets praising your poems, and I seldom see China painters describing your paintings.

What the hell is going on here? You are the eternal witness of China culture. Don't you find it strange? Ginkgo biloba, the people of China have forgotten you. Although everyone is eating your ginkgo, everyone likes to eat your ginkgo, but I really forgot about you.

There are people in the world who can't tell you apart, but there has never been such a common and long-lasting example of forgetting you.

Really, isn't the capital the first good area? But I seldom see your shadow. Why are acacia trees all over the street and eucalyptus trees all over the garden?

I miss you so much, Ginkgo! I hope you don't forget China.

A little dangerous. I am afraid that if you are unhappy, you will disappear from the land of China. In the airspace of China, you will never hear your songs praising life.

Ginkgo biloba, I really hope that one day people in China will worship you more, because they can eat more ginkgo biloba.

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After reading this article, I always feel that something is rising in my heart, but I can't say why. Knocking on the computer word by word seems to be an epiphany.

The author describes ginkgo biloba, but it actually means something else. Didn't he express the Chinese nation's long history and civilization through ginkgo biloba? Isn't it expressing the national spirit of the Chinese nation? Honest and frank, vigorous, firm and solemn represent his temperament; Charming, green, clean and exquisite represent his charm; Nourishment, fuel, cloud crown and canopy represent his virtues. However, it is this spirit that people gradually forget. They eat ginkgo, but think about acacia and eucalyptus. Doesn't that mean that they are drinking the milk of the Yellow River mother, but they are doing something to flatter foreign countries and surrender their enemies in Yi 'a? The author worries whether China will disappear from the earth in the long run. Therefore, the author shouted with deep affection and sincerity: love ginkgo! Love our country! Don't let the historical civilization and national spirit handed down by China for thousands of years hide!

In today's society, there are also such moths and garbage. Some wear the cloak of serving the public and the people, holding the salary of the country, but secretly doing the activities of corruption and wealth collection, going abroad to enjoy themselves at the expense of others; Others are indifferent and selfish and become slaves of money. If a person has no integrity, he will be looked down upon by others and become an outcast of society. Similarly, if a country has no national spirit, it will be beaten, it will suffer indignities and it will definitely withdraw from the world stage. Therefore, this article is also a warning to all of us in China, not forgetting the national humiliation, keeping in mind the mission, inheriting the historical civilization of China and carrying forward the national spirit. Only in this way can China, like a giant, always stand in the east of the world.

While being infected by the writer's deep childlike feelings, he also felt his eclectic language charm. Such as: straight end, lush, flattering, accommodating. All these reflect the author's originality, not taking the established personality and rich imagination. It is indeed worth learning from our descendants.