Listening and reading notes: Stories told by dogs (who is more tragic, the loyalty of dogs or the ruthlessness of humans)

Time December 27, 2021

Platform Himalayas

Country America

Genre Novels

Author Mark Twain

Story Summary

This story is divided into two parts.

1. My mother (dog grandmother) loves to show off her knowledge and often uses some terms she doesn’t understand to frighten her peers to gain their respect. However, my mother has a good heart. She taught us to listen to our master, be loyal to our master, and have the courage to bear responsibility when our master encounters danger.

2. When I grew up, I was sold to a scientist's home, and they treated me very well. One winter day, I fell asleep on the big bed, and the host's baby was also sleeping on the nursery bed. The small bed and the large bed were side by side, on the side near the fireplace. The nanny went out, and a spark came in and out of the burning firewood, which fell on the tent and ignited the mosquito net on the nursery bed. The baby cried loudly and woke me up. I saw smoke rising from the mosquito net to the roof. I quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the door in less than a second. But in the next half second, I remembered my mother's teachings. When the master is in danger, we must have the courage to bear it. So, I returned to the crib, got under the mosquito net, bit the baby's belt, and ran out dragging him. We both fell, so I changed positions and held him in my mouth, dragging the screaming little guy out and running out of the door. Running through the twists and turns in the aisles, still dragging, I felt very excited, happy, and elated.

However, with a cry of "Get away, you damn beast", the male master hit me with his cane. I was so frightened that I quickly ran away, but I was still hit by the master's cane. My front left leg was broken. I wailed and fell to the ground. Fortunately, the nanny shouted "The nursery is on fire" in time, and the owner left me and ran towards the nursery. I saved a "dog life". I was so frightened that I dragged my broken leg, enduring the pain, and limped to the small attic where the sundries were stored to hide.

Later, the owner and his family understood what was going on. They looked for me everywhere and kept calling my name. However, I am just a dog, how can I understand their thoughts. I thought, I want to go out and wander and find a place where no one knows me. However, I no longer have the strength.

I don’t know how much time passed, but another eldest girl from my host family found me and took me home. The whole host family became nice to me again. They made me a very luxurious bed and fed me a lot of delicious food. They also show off to visiting guests that I am a responsible, smart dog.

Spring arrived soon, the weather was sunny, cheerful, and lovely, and the beautiful hostess and her children went out to visit relatives. One day, those guests came again, and they told the host that they wanted to do an experiment. So they took my dog ??to the laboratory, and I limped along on three legs. After discussing for a while, they started experimenting. Then the little puppy suddenly screamed. They put it on the ground, and it staggered around, with blood all over its head. The owner clapped his hands and shouted loudly:

"Look, I won - it's really good! He is so blind that he can't see anything!"

My heart hurt, and I immediately ran to my little baby past. It put its head against mine and whined softly. I knew very well that although it couldn't see me, it could feel its mother next to it in its pain and troubles. Soon afterwards it fell down, its soft nose resting on the floor, and it was quiet and motionless.

Later, the male master called the servant and asked him to take out the dog doll and bury it. I thought that just like planting seeds, a dog doll would grow out soon. I stayed there for two weeks, but the puppy didn't grow. The servants caressed me very much, and even came over at night, crying and saying: "Poor little puppy - don't stay here anymore, go home, don't break our hearts!" I felt Fear! I can't eat, I can't stand up anymore...

Wonderful sentences

1. My father is a "St. Bernard" and my mother is a "Colley" ”, but I am a “Presbyterian.” This is what my mother told me. I don't know these subtle differences myself. In my opinion, these names are just fancy but meaningless words. My mother loved this set.

She liked to talk about this and to see the other dogs look surprised and jealous, as if they were surprised that she had so much education.

2. If there is any particularly nice idiom, she will bring back a whole sentence and show it off for six nights and two days, explaining it in a new way each time - she also She had to do this because all she paid attention to was the idiom; as for what it meant, she didn't care much, and she also knew that the dogs had no brains and couldn't catch her fault.

3. She even remembered some of the little stories she heard the family and the guests tell that made them laugh; but as usual, she always added the best parts of a joke to her. She went into another one, and of course it was not a suitable place, and it was incomprehensible; when she talked about such a place, she fell down and rolled on the floor, laughing and shouting like crazy, but I could tell she didn't understand why what she said wasn't as interesting as it was when she heard it said.

4. She has a good heart and a very gentle attitude. She never holds a grudge against anyone who has wronged her, and always casually ignores it. She forgot about her son; she also taught her children to imitate her good temper, and we also learned from her to be brave and agile in times of crisis, never to run away, whether friends or strangers were in danger. , we must all take it boldly and try our best to help others, without even considering the price we have to pay.

5. Later, when I grew up, I was sold and taken away by others, and I never saw her again. She was very sad, and so was I, and we both cried; but she tried to comfort me, saying that we were born into this world for a wise and noble purpose, and that we must do our duty well and never complain. We should live our lives as we encounter them, and we should try our best to take into account the interests of others, no matter what the consequences are; that is not our business.

6. Her last words to me - I think she deliberately left them at the end so that I could remember them more clearly - were like this: "In memory of me, if someone else encounters When you are in danger, you should not think of yourself, you should think of your mother and do things her way."

7. That is such an interesting home! ——My new home. The house is nice and big, with many pictures, exquisite decorations, and exquisite furniture. There is no dark place at all, and the colors everywhere are brightly illuminated by sufficient sunlight. There is also a very spacious open space around it, and a large Garden - ah, that large lawn, those tall trees, those flowers, endless list!

8. I don’t know what scientist means, but my mother must know how to use this term and how to show it off so that others can admire it. She would know how to use it to make a mouse-catching puppy crestfallen, and to frighten a pug until he regretted that he should have come.

9. Usually I lie on the floor of the hostess's studio to sleep, and she gently uses me as a stepping stool, knowing that this makes me happy, because it is also a kind of caressing; Sometimes I stay in the nursery for an hour, letting the children mess up my hair, which makes me very happy; sometimes the baby falls asleep and the nanny goes out for a few minutes to care about the baby, and I sit next to the baby. I would watch over the crib for a while; sometimes I would jump and run around with Sadie in the open space and in the garden until we were exhausted, and then I would sleep comfortably on the grass under the shade of the trees, while she Read a book there.

10. There will never be a happier dog in the world who knows more about gratitude than me. I want to say this to myself, because this is just the truth: I try my best to follow the rules, do more decent things, live up to my mother's love and teachings, and try my best to gain the happiness I get.

11. He is the cutest little guy who waddles as he walks. The fur on his body is smooth and soft, like velvet, and his little feet are very special. , very fun, the eyes look very emotional, the little face is innocent and lively, very cute; I saw the children and their mothers love it to death, treat it as a living treasure, no matter what wonderful little moves it makes , they all cheered loudly, which really made me very proud.

I seem to feel that life is too enjoyable, all day long...

12. Before I had time to think about it, I was so scared that I jumped to the ground and was about to run away within a second. We were at the door; but in the next half-second my mother's parting words rang in my ears, and I returned to bed.

13. I put my head into the flames, grabbed the baby's belt and pulled him out, dragging him outside. We both fell to the ground in a cloud of smoke; I changed places to pick him up again. Then, dragging the screaming little guy out, he ran out of the door. Running through the twists and turns in the aisles, still dragging, I felt very excited, happy, and elated.

14. But he was incredibly fast. He caught up with me in no time and hit me hard with his cane. I hid here and there. I was frightened to death, and later it was very serious. A stick hit me on my front left leg, which made me scream and fell to the ground. I didn’t know what to do.

15. I don’t know what he did to make him hate me so much and not forgive me, but I guess it’s something that dogs can’t understand. People should see it clearly. It's a very bad thing anyway.

16. Mrs. Gray and Sadie told this story to the new guests, a dozen times a day. They said I risked my life to save the baby’s life, and both of us suffered burn injuries. It can be proved, so the guests passed me around one by one, touched me, patted me, and praised me loudly. You can see the proud look in the eyes of Sadie and her mother. If people ask me why I am lame, they seem embarrassed and quickly change the subject. Sometimes people keep asking me about this matter and won't let them go. I feel like they are about to cry.

17. This is much higher than instinct. It is reason. Although many people can be saved by God and ascend to heaven with you and me because of their reason, their reason is not as good as their destiny. Such a pitiful, stupid thing as a little beast that cannot ascend to heaven. ”

18. I immediately ran over to my little baby, got close to it where it was, licked its blood, and it put its head against mine. I knew very well that although it couldn't see me, it could feel its mother next to it in its pain and troubles, which was still a comfort to it. Soon after, it fell down, its soft nose resting on the floor, and it was quiet and motionless. 19. I hurried away after the servant, feeling very sad. It was pleasant and relaxing, because I knew that the puppy was already asleep, so it didn’t hurt.

20. “Poor puppy, did you save his baby’s life? . ”

21. This insignificant child has gone to the place where the beasts who cannot ascend to heaven go.

My insights

1. A The vain mother dog teaches "us": Dogs must be kind-hearted, and we must not bear grudges if people do something wrong to us. No matter whether friends or strangers are in danger, we must boldly bear it and try our best to help. People don’t even think about the price they have to pay. We follow the example of our mothers and inherit the nature of loyalty to our owners from generation to generation.

2. How do humans treat dogs in the novel? Although he was in danger of being burned by the fire, he bravely rescued the little owner, but the male owner did not investigate and broke one of the dog's mother's legs indiscriminately. Later, in order to prove his discovery to his colleagues, the male owner arrested the dog doll again. Do an experiment and kill the dog doll. It’s not that dogs are sorry for humans, but that people are sorry for dogs.

3. In the last part of the novel, the dog mother first watched the dog doll die, and then looked at the dog doll’s body. Being buried, it didn't understand what people did. It thought that the dog doll was planted in the soil like a plant seed, and after a while, the dog baby would grow out. It stayed by the mound for two whole weeks, and the dog baby was born. It didn’t grow. The dog mother felt that something was terrible. She couldn’t eat and couldn’t stand up. Reading this made her eyes sore and made her want to cry... (20211227)