Urgently begging for Niu Niu: a father's reading notes

"On the cliff of Xipiros, there stands a stone statue of mother. Her whole body is stiff and lifeless, but her dull eyes are dripping with tears that will never dry up. This is Naomi crying for her murdered child. "

< Niu Niu > is a book I have always wanted to read, although it has been published for more than ten years.

I visited a blog before, and the blogger is also called Niu Niu. She lives in New Zealand, and there are many photos of her trip on her homepage. In the photo, she is buying doughnuts, eating hot pot at a friend's house, hanging out in a rainy park and staying in her favorite restaurant with her friends. So I thought of another girl. If she hadn't died young, she would probably be as young, happy and full of energy as Niu Niu in the photo. My father said that she likes light very much, whether it is sunlight or light, she also likes sound, whether it is insects or dance music. I think children who like light and harmony will be pure and kind when they grow up.

That's a real pity.

For Niu Niu, has she completed the meaning of life, or has she been deprived of her life in the next few decades? We are taught that life lies not in length but in connotation. What about a child who has only lived 18 months? These deceitful liars! A few days ago, there was a news that a China tour group suffered a rollover accident in the United States. I saw it at dinner with my family. At first, everyone reacted with surprise and sympathy. But when I talked about this topic after dinner, my sympathy faded, but I was a little "Who made you so rich and traveled to the United States for the New Year?" There are two words implied in it, so I feel angry. But that's my elder, and I can't say anything, or even have the slightest dissatisfaction. A long time ago, my family bought a turtle and kept it for a few days without cooking. He was lying in a dark green net. As soon as I got close to it, I opened my eyes and looked at me. Unlike crabs, my eyes were quiet and moist. So I want to let go, but I don't know where to put it. No matter where he is, he can't escape being caught, so I didn't do anything. When I finally brought it to the table, I found that it had a baby, and the yolk was one after another. I really regretted it at that moment. I was so powerless. If I let go, at least one baby will be born smoothly. These are all things that make me feel sore when I think about it. Why are you sad? Why can't God see evil?

"Unhappy people who are not comforted have the right to be comforted, even if they are stupid." Everyone's life has its meaning. I just want to express a simple sentence, why do you feel tired.

It seems that there are reports that the death of a child is the biggest blow to a person. Because it directly affects the most primitive part of a person's personality. There is a person who is very close to me. I also call her Niu Niu. So when I first saw this book, I had no doubt that the author loved his children deeply. I like her smooth cheeks, black eyes and sweet whispers. Parents' love is stupid. So at the end of the poem, the author wrote: "Daughter, my daughter is on the beach.

A string of small footprints

I stopped the tide in vain.

My futility is an immortal inscription. "

The simpler the life, the more miserable it is. Just like a person who left, I have never seen him, but he smiled so brightly in the photo, leaving aside his achievements and his background, I feel a pity. If the deceased is still alive, how happy he should be and how gratified his family should be. Another example is a small animal. I won't talk to it. I don't know where it comes from, and I don't know whether its character is docile or not. It ran against the sunset on the grassland, and then watched it fall, bleeding into a river. How sad its mother will be, and whether the morning sun will be disappointed tomorrow.

I can't say more about life and death, parents and children, love and indifference, and my understanding is limited. The philosophical things written in this book are vividly reflected in three notes, and I can only repeat them if I say more. This is a very good book. I knew it at first sight.