Appreciation of "Border Town" 2000 words

The Rhythm of Ancient City Books

This was originally a story that no time passed by. ——"Border Town"

The golden light penetrated the clouds and spread on the Yuanyang River. A few fishing boats faintly rowed across the river, dotted with stars. The drizzle that followed was a unique charm of a small southern town. The morning light filled the entire river bank, and the air was filled with the fragrance of earth. People who got up early were walking in the drizzle, and tourists holding oil-paper umbrellas enjoyed the early morning scenery of the small town on the embankment. Visitors from afar, it’s rainy in the south, I wish you could sing slowly while a wisp of smoke seems like many returning guests in a dream. This scene is very beautiful.

The soil and water support the people. Living in a historical ancient city surrounded by mountains and rivers, the people are also extremely nourishing and beautiful. Not as heroic as those in the north, women in the south are mostly gentle, delicate and talented. The mountains, cities and rivers have given birth to many literary souls. And I am happy and at ease. I have been in love with books and words since I was a child. Studying life is always a joyful experience. In this era of competition, the reserve of knowledge is the first capital. It is always good to read more at any time, whether it is the struggle with mathematics, physics and chemistry or the memorization of liberal arts. , will leave unforgettable memories in the course of life. But more important than knowledge is love and compassion. I am no longer in a hurry when studying in the past. Every time I sit upright on the window sill with a book in hand, I can calm down for a whole day. The fragrance of paper and ink in the book deeply attracts me.

My favorite reading place is the stone chair in school. Under the bright colors of the red maple, it is there in an ordinary way. When the warm afternoon sun penetrates the branches and words, the mottled tree shadows seem to be telling something. The charm of paper books is incomparable to e-books. Every word and punctuation mark reveals the author's every time. Heartbeat, every breath. A good book is a storyteller, silently telling you the author's thoughts. On a beautiful afternoon, going to the library to find books to read has become an essential part of my spare time. I came across Shen Congwen's "Border Town". For a girl who was born and raised in a mountain city and a water city, reading this book is like appreciating her hometown in words. Every stone bridge, every scene, and every stream in her hometown is so natural. Go through them one by one in your mind.

A few years ago I experienced the beauty of Fenghuang Ancient City, which is the prototype of a "border town". The strong local atmosphere there attracted me, and a river flowed so melodiously and long to the edge of the city. I didn’t know where I came from, and I didn’t know where I was going. The stilted buildings by the river, the stone bridge on the river, and the tourists on the stone bridge are the beautiful scenery in the photographer's works. "You look at the scenery on the bridge, and the people watching the scenery are looking at you." Beauty and beautiful scenery blend into one. Incomparably harmonious yet full of their own uniqueness. In the alleys, the dazzling array of accessories and national costumes are eye-catching. In the small bar full of literary atmosphere, the folk singer played his charming guitar, seeming to be telling the glorious history of this beautiful ancient city. The storyteller was fascinated and the listeners were drunk. The night in the ancient city is probably the most exciting. There is no bright neon lights but the charm of a bonfire. There is no grand concert, only a few guitars, a few flutes, an erhu and a drum. The artists on the street just played and sang to themselves. Tourists drank, ate, and chatted. Everything slowed down and everything became still with the slowness of the river. Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, it brings inner peace and happiness. If you have read "Border Town", you will know the taste of the small town, and if you have been to the ancient city, you will know the author's mood. That night, I took a special trip. I picked up Shen Congwen's "Border Town" again, and when I read it again, I had another feeling. What is in front of my eyes and in my heart is my hometown Wuzhou. The simple folk customs there infected me, and I couldn't help but sigh that the arcade city in our hometown is extremely beautiful at night with the lanterns on. The gorgeous lights shine on the Yuanyang Bridge, and the colorful river surface is breathtaking. No less charming than the night, the small town in the morning is quiet, like a shy girl, exuding the beauty of youth. Looking at the Yuanjiang River in spring, one clear and one turbid, one graceful and one bold, this is what Su Zi wrote: "I love the clear currents that hit the trees frequently, and the beauty of the Yuanjiang River is unparalleled in the world." The beauty of the ancient city of Fenghuang has the same approach and the same purpose. They are all surrounded by mountains. Surrounded by water, each has its own characteristics. This kind of small town gives people thousands of reasons to like it.

I envy those who can write the scenery so realistically. Every time I see the exquisite details, I am always amazed at how profound the literary background is to write such words and sentences. What I have to say is that I love life and reading. In that era without electronics, letter paper was the mood, and books were sustenance. Every person with a passion for reading must have a few books that he also loves to read. It is a great masterpiece in spiritual civilization. In this prosperous and gorgeous era, TV series and movies have replaced a large number of literary works, but I still hope to read more books. The emotion and warmth brought by the fragrance of paper, ink and books are incomparable. People become more harmonious, more temperamental, and more elegant, which can all be attributed to reading books. Our great China is our backbone, and the reputation of "a land of etiquette" cannot be in vain.

In front of the school’s complex building, the plaque “Reading for the Rise of China” is shining with a unique light. In every position in the classroom, the scene of students reading books seriously infected every maple leaf of the red maple tree. The spirit of Hongfeng continues in the school, and the love and tolerance and compassion for things brought by reading will be praised by others. The culture of reading has spread in the community, and the good habit of everyone being polite and civilized has marked the most significant mark of this era in the ancient city.

As time goes by, the beauty remains, as Zweig said: "The closer a person is in contact with books, the more deeply he feels the unity of life, because his personality has been restored, and he Not only seeing with his own eyes, but exercising the eyes of countless souls, by whose noble help he will traverse the whole world with the sympathy of his beloved.

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