《老人与海》读后体悟
21英语11袁素芳
You can't ask to have an ocean of life without storms, because pain and suffering is part of life, an ocean without storms, it's not a sea, it's a mud pond.
As the saying goes, "water to the end is the landscape, people to the end is reborn", the real end is not the end itself, but the frail state of mind when facing the end.
When I saw the end, Santiago woke up in the dilapidated shack, and found only a tired white bones leaning against his bed, he should have bawled, he should have complained to God and given up on himself, he should have said I should never try again, but he did not, he drank a warm cup of coffee given to him by the little boy, and discussed with the little boy in a serious way, he did not even spend time to regret the past, did not say I caught such a big fish, did not say I did not want to be a fisherman. He didn't say that I caught such a big fish, such a good fish that I could have shown off the fruits of my labor; he didn't complain that those whales destroyed that fish along the way, he just calmly said, "We should have gotten a bigger anchor, we should have made the boat stronger, we should have brought more fresh water, and we could have set out again ".
That was the experienced general, he had the courage to start over again, he was not afraid to walk alone again into the night like that in the pouring rain, he said that people can be destroyed, but not defeated.
Such an old man, already old and frail, dared to fight with a sudden series of such threats, and never considered giving up when there seemed to be no hope of victory, even with the last ounce of strength, he drew strength from the suffering, and sought courage from the struggle.
So, what people like about the book "The Old Man and the Sea" is that it tells you: a man can be destroyed because I am small, but a man cannot be defeated because I am resilient, I am full of strength, I am a straw that goes forward against the wind.
As long as I have roots, I will not drift with the wind. This is the power of life, this is the power of will.
The butterfly is beautiful, but when the wind comes it flutters with the wind;
The straw is very light, but it is still tough against the wind.
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