The novel describes the hot weather.

On June 15, the weather was extremely hot. Hardly had the sun come out when the ground caught fire. There was not a drop of water on the road. It was dry and white. The dust on the sidewalk flies high and connects with the gray air in the sky, forming a vicious gray sand array that burns the faces of pedestrians. Everywhere is dry, everywhere is hot, everywhere is sultry, and the whole old city is like a thoroughly baked brick kiln, which makes people breathless.

Appreciation: Who is not afraid in this daunting weather? However, Xiangzi "looked at the gray-red sky in the yard, drank cold water and went out." He didn't go to enjoy the cool, not to spend the summer, not to have fun, but to make a living and pull down the car in the hot sun to make money. In this way, Xiangzi's tragic fate has been fully reflected in the description of the scenery.

When I came out, I realized I was wrong. The gray gas in the sky has dispersed, which is not very depressing, but the sunshine is also more severe: no one dares to look up at where the sun is, but feels that it is shining everywhere. The air, roof, walls and ground are all white and bright, with a little red in the white, and the whole place looks like a huge fire mirror from top to bottom. Every lamp is like the focus of a fire mirror, and it will get angry when it touches anything. In this white light, every color is harsh, every sound is ugly, and every smell is mixed with the stench evaporated from the ground. There seems to be no one on the street, and the road seems to have suddenly widened a lot, empty without a chill, and the glistening is frightening. Xiangzi didn't know what to do. He lowered his head, pulled the car and walked slowly. He has no ideas, no goals, and he is in a daze. His body is covered with sticky sweat and smells bad. After a long walk, the soles of my feet stuck to shoes and socks, as if stepping on a piece of wet mud. I am sad. I didn't want to drink any more water at first, but I couldn't help drinking when I saw the well. It seems to be designed to enjoy the cold water in the well. From the mouth to the stomach, it suddenly cooled down, and the pores suddenly contracted, making a cold war, which was very comfortable. After drinking, he burps repeatedly and the water will overflow.

Appreciation: This passage vividly describes the heat of the weather and further exaggerates the hardships of Xiangzi's pulling a rickshaw and living in such weather.

The willow tree in the street is sick, with a layer of dust hanging on its leaves and rolling on its branches; The branches are lazy and drooping listlessly. There was not a drop of water on the road. It was dry and white. How high the dust on the sidewalk flies, it is connected with the gray air in the sky, forming a vicious gray sand array, which burns the faces of pedestrians. Everywhere is dry, everywhere is hot, everywhere is stuffy, and the whole old city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. The dog lay prone on the ground, sticking out its red tongue. The nostrils of mules and horses are so big that vendors dare not shout, and the asphalt road melts. Even the bronze medal in front of the store seems to be getting sunburned. The street is unusually quiet, except for some monotonous and anxious jingles in the copper and iron shop. People who pull carts know that they can't eat without activities, and they are too lazy to go shopping: some put their cars in some shady places, set up carports and take a nap in them; Some got into a small teahouse to drink tea; Some didn't pull the car out at all, but went to the street to see if it was possible to get off. Even the most beautiful young men are willing to lose face and dare not run again, just walk slowly with their heads down. Every well has become their savior, no matter how many steps they have just pulled, they will rush to see the well; Unable to catch up with the newly pumped water, I filled the air in the sink with donkeys and horses. Others, because it was too hot or cold in summer, fell to the ground while walking and never got up again.

Appreciation: Here is the scene of Xiangzi getting off in the scorching sun, which is delicate and realistic and empathetic. The narration and metaphor are vivid, which vividly set off the hardships and tragedies of Xiangzi's cart-pulling life.

Xiangzi camel:

Camel Xiangzi is the masterpiece of Lao She, a famous modern writer in China. Cosmic Wind first published in 1936. Camel Xiangzi describes the bitter story of a rickshaw puller in old Beijing in the 1920s.

Significance: Exposed the darkness of old China, accused the ruling class of exploiting and oppressing laborers, and expressed the author's deep sympathy for the working people.

Novel influence:

Camel Xiangzi expanded the scope of new literature and made special contributions to the development of new literature.

Related comments:

There is a saying in Camel Xiangzi that "money will lead people into a bad society, put aside noble ideals and willingly go to hell." It not only vividly describes that the lower class people, after endless grief, pass on their resentment of social injustice to money. In fact, what is evil is not money, but an unhealthy mentality. It is this distorted cynicism that depicts the social sorrow and human sorrow and constitutes the social tragedy.

About the author:

Lao She, formerly known as Shu Qingchun, was a Manchu. Lao She is his most commonly used pen name, and there are other pen names such as Hongse and Feiwo. Born in Xiaoyangquan Hutong (now Xiaoyangjia Hutong) in Xicheng, Beijing, a poor family in Manchu city. Modern famous writers and outstanding language masters are known as "people's artists".