What is the purpose of Liu Baiyu quoting the famous poet Heine and the Russian writer Turgenev to write about the sunrise in "Sunrise"?

[Repost] Appreciation of Liu Baiyu's prose "Sunrise"

The author Wang Mingzhang

Writing articles should be engaging. The famous Chinese writer Liu Baiyu's essay "Sunrise" is a fascinating and good essay. As soon as you read this article from the beginning, it seems that there is an invisible force pulling you, making you have to keep reading. The more you read, the more you love to read, and the more you read, the more interesting it becomes.

At the beginning, the author pointed out the theme of the article in very concise language: Climbing a high mountain to watch the sunrise. He said this was something that had fascinated him since childhood. For us readers, isn’t it “charming”? Because most people only have the experience of watching the sunrise on the ground, I really want to know what kind of magnificent scene the sunrise seen from a height is, and I will read it with great interest. Even readers who have witnessed the sunrise from high places are eager to see how the author writes about his own experiences, so they must read on. You see, this short section at the beginning captures the reader's psychology and makes this article "charming".

When we were eager to see the sunrise, the author did not write about the sunrise, but the sunset, which was a bit unexpected. why is that? As we continue reading, we can't help but marvel at the author's writing skills. It turns out that the author used a contrasting technique here to use the beauty of sunset to give readers an even better impression of sunrise. You see, the scene of sunset has intoxicated many ancient poets, and they have left many beautiful poems about sunset. Sunset is really a poetic beauty, but no matter how beautiful it is, there is always a "desolate feeling"; and sunrise is "the scene of the great birth", "fire, heat, life and light come to the world together" scene. Writing in this way brings readers into a higher ideological realm of watching the sunrise and prepares them mentally for watching and describing the sunrise.

However, the author still did not write about the sunrise he saw. Instead, he said that he had not had this opportunity for a long time and could only appreciate the sunrise indirectly from books. We, the readers, have no choice but to follow the author and appreciate it from previous articles. If the famous German poet Heine only wrote a general impression of watching the sunrise, then the Russian writer Turgenev wrote the scene of the great birth of the rising sun. The descriptions cited by the author are indeed wonderful, but after all, this is not the sunrise scene we want to see in this article. No reader will be satisfied with this. On the contrary, they want to see the author. What a sight I saw.

The author knows the reader’s eagerness, so he should leave the sunrise scene to the reader, right? No, the author also wanted to whet the reader's appetite to a higher level and make the reader more eager, so he turned to discussion and compared it with people's difficulty in discovering new things, pointing out that the sunrise is not easy to see. Moreover, he wrote twice about "good opportunities" that "will never come out".

Writing about the journey from the capital of India through many cities to Cape Comorin at the southern tip, it shows that watching the sunrise is indeed a great attraction for him. The sunrise seen from this perfect place The sunrise will definitely be more spectacular, so that we readers will also appreciate the beauty of the sunrise from the author's writing at a higher level. However, the author changed his tone and said that he only listened to the waves for one night and did not get what he wanted, allowing readers and the author to experience the regret together. Then he went to the Lion Forest of Huangshan Mountain to watch the sunrise. He not only wrote about the superior terrain here, but also about the good opportunity. On such a day with birds singing, flowers fragrant and the weather clear, his long-cherished wish will be fulfilled, right? In the end, we still encountered the same situation as Xu Xiake, and the sunrise was still not seen. He wrote that he did not see the sunrise twice, which caused a lot of regret and regret in the readers' psychology. This feeling makes us eager to see the sunrise even more, and naturally we will continue reading with greater interest.

The author is like this, with many twists and turns, using up more than half of the page, allowing the reader to prepare psychologically again and again before he begins to write about the sunrise scene head-on. This makes people think of watching Peking Opera. First, some "partners" are cast out one after another, and finally the general makes his debut. It also reminds us of Bai Juyi's poem: "Only after thousands of calls come out."

The author has made so much foreshadowing and raised the readers' expectations so high, which also unintentionally made it more difficult to write about watching the sunrise from the front. There were so many people holding flags and banners, and finally The protagonist must be of a certain quality!

The author is a generous writer, and he lives up to the readers' expectations. After the predecessors racked their brains to describe the sunrise, he has dedicated more wonderful writing to the readers.

The author's inadvertent sighting of the sunrise is in sharp contrast to the previous intentional sighting of the sunrise, which makes the appearance of the "protagonist" seem unusual. "At the moment when I had no preparation or expectation, the universe showed all its unparalleled brilliance and splendor before my eyes." The word "unparalleled brilliance and splendor" is used here to make this "protagonist" It's dazzling as soon as it "appears". Written in this way, we enter a solemn and solemn atmosphere before reading the description of the sunrise below.

Next, the author starts from when he took off at the airport in a foreign country and continues to write "sailing to our dear motherland, to the place where the sun rises". He writes this in chronological order and in clear layers. The first time I saw the magnificent sunrise scene.

The author's brushwork touches our eyes, from a glimmer of light swimming in the sky to the deep blue dawn; from a red cloud, expanding into a red sea; from a golden parabola shooting out of the dark blue clouds, to a fiery red cloud. The morning sun bursts out until the whole world shines brightly, making us feel like we are personally there, witnessing the whole process of sunrise with the author. We have seen some wonderful descriptions of sunrise, such as Yao Nai's "Climbing Mount Tai" and the descriptions of Heine and Turgenev cited by the author, but there are very few that are as detailed, delicate and colorful as Liu Baiyu's. See. The author gave full play to his expertise in writing about majestic and magnificent scenery, mobilized various literary techniques, and used fresh and solemn language to vividly depict this scene that was originally difficult to describe, making this article a classic about sunrises. work. To say that it is fascinating, the author really leads us to a wonderful state.

However, the author also wants to lead us deeper and introduce a more noble spiritual realm. What the author thinks of when facing the "dazzling dawn" is the "magnificent scenery of New China". Following the author's thinking, we are also thinking about the profound symbolic meaning of the sunrise, and our hearts are filled with infinite love for the motherland.

(January 1981 at the residence of the old school of Pingdu No. 1 Middle School)

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Climbing a high mountain to watch the sunrise is something that has fascinated me since I was a child.

The setting sun has its beauty. Ancient poets left many beautiful poems in this regard, such as "The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun sets in the long river." But no matter how good it is, there is always a feeling of desolation. It is better to climb the cliffs of strange peaks, or stand on the rocks of the sea, facing the diffuse clouds and sky, and observe the scene of the great birth in a moment, and see how fire, heat, life, and light come to the world together. But for a long, long time, I didn't have the opportunity to watch the sunrise, so I could only appreciate it from books.

Heine once described the scene of watching the sunrise from the Broken Peak:

We watched in silence, the crimson ball rising in the sky, a hazy winter sky The light expanded, and the mountains seemed to be floating in a sea of ??white waves. Only the top of the mountain stood out clearly, making people think that they were standing on a small hill. In the midst of the flooded plains only patches of dry soil emerged here and there.

Turgenev, who was good at observing the natural scenery, made a wonderful description of the sunrise:

...When the sun rose, it did not roll up a cloud of fire. All around was a pale rose-colored morning glow. The sun is not powerful, not as hot as it is on suffocating dry days, nor is it the dark purple before the storm, but it carries a bright and soft light, faintly floating from behind a narrow cloud. It got up, showed its face, and then disappeared into the faint purple mist around it. On both sides of the highest point where the clouds stretched, they shone like little shiny snakes; as bright as polished silverware. But, look! The jumping beam of light moved forward again, with a solemn joy, embracing a sunrise as if flying upward. ...

However, the rising of the sun, just like new things in life, is not easy to be seen in its first sprouting moment. To see it, you need to climb high, look far, and have a keen vision. From my personal experience, the opportunity to watch the sunrise has come to me several times, and it is about to come true.

Once was in India. We traveled from Delhi to Trivandum via Mumbai, Hyderabad, Bangalore, and Cochin, and then took a three-hour drive along a road covered with coconut groves to Cape Comorin, the southernmost tip of India. This is a famous place to watch the sunrise, because from here to the Antarctic, there is an endless green ocean with no land in the middle, so this cape becomes the first messenger to welcome the sun. It is not difficult for people to imagine how spectacular it must be to see the majestic sky and the vast sea, the first ray of light rising from the dark night before dawn, and the first torch being lit. We came here just to watch the sunrise, but after listening to the waves all night, when we woke up in the early morning, a layer of gray clouds covered the east. At this time, the swaying sea breeze blew our clothes, and rolls of waves hit our feet, making a soft sound, as if they were feeling sorry for us.

Another time was climbing Mount Huangshan. This is indeed a great place to watch the sunrise because the peak of Huangshan Lion Forest is so high. It's a pity that people don't have such good eyesight. Otherwise, from here, you can overlook Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and all the way to the sea. This kind of topography is obvious when you look at how the spring water of Huangshan Mountain is like an unruly white dragon, flowing directly into the Xin'an River and Fuchun River, and then into the sea through the Qiantang River. When I arrived at Huangshan Mountain and started climbing, the weather was clear and birds were singing. I listened to the weather radio and it was said that there would be no change in two or three days. However, I ended up encountering the same experience as Xu Xiake: "Dense fog filled the air. When we arrived at the Lion Forest, the wind became stronger and the fog became more intense." The thicker it gets...the rain is coming..." I only heard the sound of wind and rain all night, but of course I didn't see the sunrise.

However, I saw the most majestic and beautiful sunrise scene. However, it was neither on the top of a mountain nor on the shore of the sea, but at an altitude of ten thousand feet when planes flying to the motherland from abroad flew over. Thinking about it now, I can't help but be amazed by the fantastic scenery.

At the moment when I had no preparation or expectation, the universe showed all its unparalleled brilliance and splendor before my eyes.

When the plane took off, it was still a dark night below, but a ray of light was already swimming in the sky above. It was like a long, narrow dark red belt, and above the belt was revealed a piece of cool light blue morning light. , a bright morning star hangs high above the morning light. The plane kept flying upwards, flying higher and higher, passing through countless clouds, leaving the dark ground far away. The plane seemed afraid of waking people from their sleep. The sound of the motor was particularly soft, and the wings were very stable. At this time, the red belt was slowly expanding, like a red cloud or a red sea. The dark red light shone brightly. It spread toward the sky, lifting the night sky farther and farther away, and making them red. What about below? But it is still like a vast continent, black and boundless. This is the moment when morning light alternates with night, this is the moment when the world that is about to pass alternates with the world that is coming. At first glance, the night seems powerful and boundless, but in a blink of an eye, the cold morning light turns into a magnetic blue light. The original Red Sea was surrounded by piles of dark blue clouds. A miracle was born at this moment. Suddenly, a thin parabola emerged from the dark blue clouds. This line was red and translucent, shining with golden light. It splashed out like a boiling solution, and then rushed straight up like a rocket. At this time, I It suddenly dawned on me that this was the moment when the bright day burst out from the night sky. Then a few redder and brighter small pieces flashed out from the gaps between a few dark blue clouds. I was surprised at first, not knowing what this was. Then when I looked again, I saw several small pieces breaking through the clouds, connecting closely, blending together, and leaping out. It turned out to be the sun coming out. Its crystal light was dazzling, as bright red as fire, and as strong as fire. Unknowingly, all the dark shadows were immediately illuminated by it. In the blink of an eye, I saw the wings of the plane turned red, the window glass turned red, and the faces of every sleeping person in the cabin seat turned red. At this time everything was extremely peaceful and peaceful. The entire universe is as gentle and quiet as a mother who has just given birth to a baby, full of freshness and happiness. Looking down again, the clouds are like gray torrents, rolling away to let the light fall onto the earth, making the whole world shine brightly.

I leaned on the soft chair and fell asleep. When we woke up, our plane was flying smoothly and freely, sailing towards our dear motherland and towards the place where the sun rises. All the reds, grays, dark colors, and blues at dawn have disappeared, leaving only the sky above and below, a vast expanse of blue, with some clouds in the sky shining silver, like the smiling faces of children.

At this time, I deeply felt that this dazzling dawn was the magnificent scene of New China; I forgot that I was happy to see the sunrise this time, and instead entered a kind of solemn thinking. The most beautiful and profound meaning of this poem is the sun at six o'clock in the morning.