Excerpts from American Literature and Feelings, American literature is about 300 words, and the speed of feeling is about 200 words.

Zhang Qinghe

Did you jump off the cliff in order to get rid of that cold and hunger? Is it to avoid the shame of being captured, after running out of ammunition and food, you threw yourself into this cliff without hesitation?

You really jumped down that day, like an eagle swooping down to hunt, like a meteor piercing the silent night. However, you didn't die, a steep cliff seam saved you, and a handful of barren soil raised you. Rooting, sprouting and growing leaves-since then, you have settled down here, day and night, year after year, and finally survived tenaciously and grew into clusters of breathtaking scenery. This is a wild jujube tree that has been swaying in my memory for 30 years, on the cliff of that big mountain in my hometown.

It is not tall enough, and its leaves are sparse and it blooms late. Clouds haunt it, fog fascinates it, rain attracts it, wind destroys it, frost oppresses snow, and lightning thunders. However, Zizyphus jujuba was not conquered. It does not bow, does not yield, in countless counterattacks and howls, forging an iron-like clank of iron, condensing a strong sense of car-scrapping.

Time and time again, it fights and shouts in the wind and rain; Once, it tore the cloud to pieces; It forced the frost and snow to escape with majesty and obedience; It drives away thunder and lightning with fortitude and avoids others-

It knows that it can't become a pillar and a towering tree, but it still grows hard; It knows it can't hide its neighbors, but it still strives to prosper. Unlike peach trees in front of the mountain and pear trees behind the mountain, they are pampered and easy to coax, and their good temper will give you some color to see. Unlike poplars and willows eager for excitement. They occupied a good place with water, fat and soil, so they got carried away and just showed off. Zizyphus jujuba stands silently, not humble, not thin, not afraid of loneliness. Shake hands with spring and have a cordial conversation with the sun and the moon. The sky and the earth are full of colors. Never need anyone's special care and care, rely entirely on their own strength, grow into the life on that cliff, let people appreciate that touching style. It is sincere and not jealous, it is simple and not greedy; Raise your hand to greet passers-by and bow your head to congratulate and bless the winner.

That autumn, unconsciously, it actually produced a small jujube. There is only one, and it is almost invisible.

That jujube is a gift from the sun, moon and stars in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is a concentrated Danxia neon cloud. Bright red, like agate, like pearls, like a burning flame, like the soul on the cliff of Wan Ren. The moment I saw its fruit, I suddenly had a strange idea: Zizyphus jujuba, maybe it is the heart of that Zizyphus jujuba tree that has worked hard for decades! With a heart, it will have a dream and embrace the world more warmly!

From language learning, number10,2001

[Appreciation]

The author describes a wild jujube tree that has been swaying in memory for 30 years. Consider and show from four aspects: first, challenge the fate of "hunger and cold" and "running out of ammunition and food" and pursue the existence of life; Secondly, it is to fight, fight back and overcome all kinds of disasters fearlessly and resolutely with "clank iron bone" and "lang lang car-scrapping"; Thirdly, it "knows that it can't be a pillar and a towering tree", but it never complains, and always "strives" to give full play to the extreme of life, strong and noble; Finally, when Zizyphus jujuba "a heart that has suffered for decades" shines on the cliff, it does not show off and stop, but "embraces the world more warmly". What an optimistic and precious outlook on life! This article is full of meditation, leaving readers with not only the taste of language, but also endless ideological enlightenment.