Yan Lianke's Interpretation of "Big"

(1) Every time I think of my father, it starts with him hitting me.

(2) I remember being beaten for the first time at the age of seven or eight. At that time, every year before the Spring Festival, my father would try his best to save a few dollars, put a brand-new dime under his reed mat and give it to his children and children who came to visit relatives on the first day of the first month. But that year, when my father wanted to give money to everyone, there were very few tickets with dozens or hundreds of dollars. That year, I found out early that there was a new wool ticket hidden under the reed mat. Every day when I go to school, I always secretly take one from under that seat and buy a biscuit to eat on the way.

(3) From the first day to the fifth day, my father never gave me a bad face, let alone hit me and scolded me. As always, he treated me and let me have a happy Spring Festival. But on the sixth day, my father asked me if I had stolen money. When I said no, my father made me kneel. Repeatedly asked me if I stole it, and I said no, my father slapped me in the face. My face is so hot and painful that I can't stand it any longer. I said I stole the money and bought all the cookies to eat. Then, my father said nothing more and turned his head to one side. Don't look at me, but when he turned around again, I saw tears in his eyes. Remarks: A "turning point" is my father's subconscious cover-up, but "tears in my eyes" give us a glimpse of his inner world under his strict appearance. At that time, his love for his son was accompanied by the helplessness and bitterness of a father.

(4) The second time, before I was ten years old, several classmates and I went to other people's fields to steal cucumbers. Just because I stole the cucumber, my father might not hit me. Mainly because some of us stole the money that people sold cucumbers in that season. That money is somebody else's food for a year, and if you don't pay it back, they can't spend it all that year.

When my father finds out, he may think that I stole the money. After all, I have a criminal record. He made me kneel on a stone floor in the yard, beat me up first, and then asked me if I had stolen money from others. I said no, and my father hit me in the face again until he lost his strength and sat down and stared at me. That time, my face was swollen. Because of injustice, I didn't eat dinner at night and went to bed early. I slept until midnight, but my father woke me up and asked me as if begging me, "You really didn't take other people's money?" I nodded to my father. Then, then, my father gently touched my face with his hand, turned his face aside and looked at the night and moonlight outside the window. After a while, he went out to sit in the yard, sitting alone on the bench on the flagstone floor where I was kneeling, looking at the sky and letting the night dew moisten until I slept again and got up to pee. My father still sat there quietly and motionless.

(6) The third time, it was my dad who should hit me the most. He should have beaten me black and blue, but my father didn't. I'm already a teenager. When I went to the township office to play, I saw a beautiful aluminum box razor on the windowsill of a township cadre's house. I put my hand through the window, stole the razor box, and went back to tell my dad that I found a razor on the road.

(7) My father is not an inquisitive person, and I am no longer a pure country child. Later, my father used a razor for a long time. Every three or two days, when I see my father shaving in the small mirror in the razor, my heart is particularly warm and stretched, as if it were a gift I bought for my father. Many years later, when I came home from a vacation as a soldier, I saw my sick father still shaving with that shaving tool rack, and only a trace of unspeakable sadness rose in my heart. I said to my father, "You have used this razor for more than ten years. I'll bring you a new one next time you come back. " The father said, "No, it doesn't matter. It's strong. This knife rest won't work when I die. "

When I heard this, I felt a little like crying, and turned my face away just like hitting my father. Notes:

Two years later, my father died. When I went home to bury my father and tidy up his used things, I saw that the aluminum box razor was quietly placed on my windowsill, without any yellow paint, and the white of the aluminum box was shining brightly.

(10) It has been twenty-four or five years since my father left me. I have been thinking about him. And every time I think about my father, it seems that it started when he hit me. I didn't expect my father's beating on me to make me feel so comforted and happy. Unfortunately, when my father should hit me the most and hit me the most, I covered it up. And even today, I have never regretted stealing the original. I just think it would be nice if my father could beat me up again after the real theft. I hope my father can beat me ten times and eight times in my life. I think, if my father can still beat me and scold me as usual today, what kind of comfort and happiness should I have.

(Excerpted from My Father and I, with some cuts)

1 1. The article was written three times. Why does the author say that the third time is "the person who should hit me the most"? (3 points)

12. Refer to the annotation example in paragraph (3), analyze the underlined sentences in paragraph (8) and complete the annotation. (4 points)

13. Combined with the context, talk about the function of shaver described in detail in the underlined sentence in paragraph (9). (4 points)

14. In reading and communication, students have the following different understandings of their father's "beating". Please also express your opinions and make appropriate explanations in combination with the content of the article. (6 points)

Classmate A: This father is a bit rough. He teaches children mainly by "beating".

Classmate B: "Beating is pro, scolding is love", and father's "beating" is actually a manifestation of love.

Classmate C: It was many years before the author realized that his father's "beating" was a kind of comfort and happiness.

My views and elaboration:

1 1.(3 points) This is genuine theft, and "I" cheated (concealed) my father.

12.(4 points) For example, the "turning point" here is also a cover-up. I want to cry because my father's words touched my heart. "I" feel sorry for my father's aging, and feel remorse and guilt for cheating my father.

13.(4 points) Seeing things and thinking about people conveys the author's nostalgia for his father, and also shows that his father cherishes the razor given to him by his son.

14.(6 points)

Example 1: Father's "beating" is indeed a sign of love. Father hit me because I did make a mistake. From the detail of "wake me up in the middle of the night", we can read how much my father hopes that "I" didn't steal; From the details of my father's "tears in his eyes" and "touching my face gently", we can feel my father's love for me and his remorse. Therefore, this is a forced "battle", a "battle" that makes me reflect, and a "battle" full of fatherly love.

Example 2: The father's "beating" is a comfort and happiness for the author, but it takes time to understand. Young, I can't understand my father's beating. Until today, I realize that this is love and education for me, which can eliminate my inner anxiety and self-blame and bring me spiritual comfort and happiness in life. Therefore, at the end of the article, the author repeatedly stressed that my father could "just hit me again."

Ex. 3: I think that "it hurts in the father's heart when it hits the son". The tears in the father's eyes after beating his son and the figure sitting alone in the yard at night all show his love for his son and the pressure he bears as a father. Therefore, it is cruel for my father to hit me.