what can anyone say about don quixote that hasn"t been said? the book"s been around for four hundred years, has inspired virtually every literary movement from the eighteenth-century picaresque to the most obscure works of twenty-first century postmodernism.

don quixote is one of the few books that merits casual references with the definite article （the quixote）， and additionally is one of the few books to spawn a universally-recognized adjective （quixotic）.how to even approach a book like don quixote, a book that has been, at some time or other, all things to all people? how to evaluate a cultural monolith? the simplest way, of course, is just to pay attention to the fact that don quixote, four hundred years after its initial publication, is still a hell of a read!

sure, there are rough patches, yet: the mini-novels that interrupt the narrative of the first part for a hundred-odd pages would have been easy targets for some modern publisher"s blue pencil, the long essays on arms or piety can ring strangely to reader sensibilities, the descriptions are sometimes a vague mess, and yet the basic story, the basic concept holds up.

it"s hard to stay mad at don quixote: as frustrating as the plot can be at times, some archetypal lure lurks within the world of cervantes"s spain, some magic that draws us in, much like the world of chivalry that continues to draw quixote himself through the progressively more painful wringer of situations.

the concept of the novel is simple: alonso quijano, landowner from la mancha, is obsessed with his library of chivalrous books. driven mad by the inconsistencies of plot, character and philosophy that fill each volume of these seventeenth-century precursors to the fantasy novel, quijano resolves to restore dignity to the lost profession of knight-errantry, assembles a rudimentary sword, suit of armor, and horse （the eternally-suffering-and-spavined rocinante）， and sets out into spain in his quest for glory.

in return for this act of hysterical faith, he finds violent innkeepers, malevolent thieves, cynical shepherds, sadistic nobility, and even （due to avellaneda"s false sequel to the book"s first volume, one of the most famous pieces of fan-fiction ever written） an inferior （and, in the novel, invisible） quixote impostor.

the first few scenes involve quixote alone against the contemporary world, but before a hundred pages have elapsed cervantes introduces sancho panza, quixote"s gullible, bloated and homily-spouting squire, who in conjunction with quixote provides the spark for endlessly bizarre discussions in which quixote"s heightened, insane conception of the world is brought crashing to earth by sancho"s sly pragmatism （discussions which occasionally end with quixote threatening to pummel sancho in order to shut him up

once joined together, it"s very difficult to imagine don quixote and sancho ever being split apart: the two are the original comic duo, locked into perpetually and mutually exclusive views of the world, and in and of themselves--whether sancho is being asked to give himself hundreds of lashes in order to disenchant quixote"s swineherd love interest, dulcinea, or whether quixote is mixing a potion based on olive oil and bitter herbs that will, in theory, cure all of sancho"s quixote-caused earthly wounds--the knight and the squire personifies the thematic conflict that propels the work.

in general, this is why don quixote remains one hell of a read--even today. the reader faces, in the same moment, an ideal view of the world （the world as enchanted, antiquated, idyllic） and the brutal facts of the actual world （the world as material, modern, loath to believe in knights.）

quixote hacks at the belly of ogres in an inn basement, and is rewarded by a jet of wine in his face and a hefty bill for damages. he tries to rid the land of giants, and is spun, lance-first, by a powerful windmill he spears in the attempt. he attempts to liberate a statue of the virgin mary, which he believes to be a damsel in distress, from her captors, and in return is beaten up by priests.

throughout, sancho is there to say exactly what the reader is likely thinking--those aren"t giants; dulcinea isn"t beautiful; none of this can be real--only to be rewarded with a lecture from don quixote about how he is beset by enchanters, who frustrate his every move by replacing the facts of his world, at the last moment, with devil"s illusions that bear an uncomfortable resemblance to our own reality. it"s a single joke repeated across a thousand pages, and yet it"s b enough to bring a laugh every time.

quixote"s insistence on his own madness in the face of innumerable arguments to the contrary, many of which take the form of cat scratches, cracked bones and missing teeth, makes him an interesting character because we know--or we think we know--that quixote is just wrong. yet, despite all of the pain he suffers in pursuit of that wrong, he continues to believe that he"s right. so we read on page-after-page, waiting to see how much more the man who believes himself a knight is able to take before he gives in--whether, in the end, quixote will give in at all.

we read not only for page-after-page, but for year-after-year, century-after-century, pulled by the cognitive dissonance that surrounds the knight like his own cloud of malicious enchanters. in the process, just as quixote builds his castles from inns and criminal campfires, so we build castles of speculation from what we find in cervantes"s spain, at once so brutally real and so dream-like, the realm of archetype and myth founded on dreary life. we, like don quixote, are driven to hallucinate by what might be, in the end, just a very good story.

with don quixote, cervantes has accomplished an enduring act of literary alchemy: just as quixote is combined with sancho, so is fantasy combined with reality, the eternal with the everyday, and like the combination of matter and anti-matter, the explosion of aesthetic power is, in magnitude, infinite, propelling readers from the earth--at first facing inward at what was left behind on the page, then, forgetting the earth, outward into meaning--farther and farther toward the dream-like stars.

写英语读后感篇2

man must be on the road to death, so death is a matter of no hurry, and death is a sure coming festival. -.

by chance, i read yu huas "alive", the book tells the story of a fukki rich young master, first put into a family gambled all the poor father died and he resented; unfortunately caught by the kuomintang when young men died after those in the world, but the mother he died of illness; then there is blood to dry the qing son died, her daughter feng xias wife died of postpartum septicemia, zhende rickets eventually died; and two injured died like son-in-law, grandson of bitter root by eating beans by death; finally, only the old fu and a cow story. the story spans china from the kuomintang to mao zedong. tells the broad and rich tears. after reading this ordinary story, i am meaningful, but also i understand the despair of despair.

so yu hua wrote in the preface, "alive" in our china language is full of strength, its strength does not come from shouting, not from attack, but to endure, to endure life gives us the responsibility to bear the reality to give us happiness and suffering, boring and mediocre.

i like talking to old people because talking with them always makes me think a little more about life. they have been to old age, not pain with the world and say goodbye, fear of death is coming, nor in the life left in the sad face, complaining about the injustice of yesterday. i see is the temper of time to allow the soul to xijinqianhua in the dust, pure white. visited thousands of the world, experience the life of the torrential rain, condensed water is life, to add a soft youth passes as a fleeting wave. let life, enjoy the quiet beauty in the leaves. quiet time, they no longer ask how many flowers, only asked whether smile enron.

there is a good saying in living, "man lives for himself, not for anything else."". there is only one life, and when it is lost, it is really gone. it is priceless and can not be bought with money. the impermanence of life, come and go. in each of the parting of the intersection, we can only see a figure, the overlapping lingering endless blessing about full load. in the life and soul of the moment, the cohesion is a good and happy, this moment of burst out of the brilliance, worth our lifetime waiting for, forever treasure.

the heart of an old man is like a pebble flowing through the water. young, how can we absorb all the light? just because of all mortal beings, can not help but touch a little human fireworks, not through the vicissitudes of current events, and how can we get the real practice, let indifferent interpretation of life? however, this indifferent attitude toward life, but more or less gave me a calm forward. as a philosopher said, in fact, life in the end is but a false alarm. when you find that so many of the past have gone with the wind into the years lost aloes, growing pains in the wind seems to be the memory of understatement. i began to learn the youth behind the reversal raving quiet, gently tapping the years wrinkles, only hope that life in the light, i can still choose to do the positive and optimistic, let the heart as a mirror, leisurely path.

life is a beautiful scene in the one-way trip, its charm is in its way, it is never to return. not only that, we will watch god clear, dress costumes take this way of life happiness tour, luxury life. in the ruins of the years of life movement in the united states spectrum.

the road to life is long and long, and life has to sing all the way. to live is more important than anything. lucky to be alive.

写英语读后感篇3

today, i finished reading the bronze sunflower.

bronze is a good and obedient boy. he listens to the words of his mother and father, and the family says a bronze is afraid to say two, in order to make the home good;he did not go to school, he dug a basket of wild vegetables outside, he beat a wild bird, he helped his family to see the fields, he watched the animals, and he read the words in 100 words.its a good helper for mom and dad.

but he was a silent child who was better off than he was, and not only could he speak and go to school, but he could not.father and mother say one, we dare to say two, do not think for the family to buy this buy that, this bad that person is not good.computers, cell phones play a sharp decline in one eye, game consoles, fallen on mom and dad said, have no use, more is said to be a good helper for mom and dad, is mom and dad trouble, ok!

we also want to be like bronze, when the father mothers good helper, the familys three handles, come on!

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this winter vacation,i read agreat book《bookworm》.in gread 1,i appreciate the beauty of the moon,and,i know mary,queen of socts's story……in a word,i benefited a lot of in it.i really like this book.

among them,my favourite book is《love or money》.it tells a rich women death without.everyone is suspect,and they greeted her moneys mouth water.her little daughter threatens her,to obtain money;on the surface seems to love her big daughter to reasons but hater mother;her son to a piece of land and mother fell out……

results a murderer is her big daughter!reason have to her the person i love !

i was very sad.a girl,actually killed her mother,is really too not filial piety.i know people for a variety of reasons will kill your most close.so,we should control oneself,avoid incentive,not reckless things……

the《book worm》 has taught me a lot.

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when i first read "gone with the wind", i saw that some of the passages that were not so attractive at the time had been around. i remember only scarlett's strength and her sentence: tomorrowisanotherday.

when i first read "gone with the wind", i did not know scarlett, and thought she was a very annoying and very young lady, but i was very proud to have the beauty of her country. after reading it, i felt more and more that i was disgusted with scarlett, perhaps only because of jealousy. she was jealous of her beauty, jealous of her beauty, and envious of her superior birth. at that time i realized that i was a very ordinary citizen, how narrow the mind is, how much to shame oneself. only to see scarlett's glamour, she did not notice scarlett's strength and bravery during the civil war, and did not notice that scarlett was only seventeen years old. what were we doing when we were seventeen? what is scarlett doing?

the most let i was moved to act, the book is see scarlett to find mead doctor this section for melanie, see scarlett quickly read the page list that death, go far to see old mr wilkes to war after cross one's heart that scarlett, wipe a lot of paper towels. it was a moment to understand that scarlett was not just a vase, as i thought. she was my favorite strong, brave woman.

the civil war, close your eyes feel myself in atlanta, and groups of people gather in the driveway and so on name list of death, tarleton four brothers are all finished, tom and the twins were completed, wilkes, ashley's father, white hair old man hit by artillery also, mrs. meade's eldest son died, the younger son less than 16 wounded on the battlefield, it is a compelling war, hundreds of thousands of casualties, fluttering flies, dirty bandage, blood, sweat... the south lost, the yankees came...

写英语读后感篇6

jane eyre

?jane eyre》 is a novel with a propensity for autobiography. its writer, charlotte bronte，was born in a poor and calamitous family. they lived in a remote and backward place. it was when the revolution was in progress. the country was changing from agriculture to industry and the newly emerging bourgeoisie were expanding. these all left marks in the novel. the novel mainly describes the complicated love story between jane eyre and rochester to portray a strong woman who was born humbly and lived difficultly but always persist to uphold her independent personality and pursue free individuality and advocate the equality of human life. jane eyre lived under another’s roof with her parents both dead. she bore different treatment form contemporaries’: aunt’s disliking and avoiding her; cousins’ disdain, insult and beating. however, she was not desperate or didn’t destroy herself or sink into those insults. all of the misfortunes bring jane infinite confidence, sturdy spirit and a kind of inside personality strength which can’t be defeated.

when facing rochester, jane never feel herself inferior because of she was a humble family teacher. she thought they were equal and she shouldn’t be disrespected because she was a servant. it was her being upright, noble, and pure that made rochester get shocked and regard her as one can talk equally with himself in spirit. and he fell in love with her gradually. his true heart moved her and she accepted him. but when janeknew rochester had a wife already, she decided she must leave. she felt her pride was hurt since she loved rochester deeply. and she made a pretty rational decision. when there was a strong power of love and a allure of nice and wealthy life, she still insist on her individual pride. this is what reflected jane’s spirit glamour most.

写英语读后感篇7

reading the book "father and son", i feel the harmonious feelings of father and son in life. the father in the article has no handsome appearance, no strong body, no stable work. but he has a kind and humorous heart, which makes people like him at a glance.

from each of his actions, we can feel that he loves his son very much. the son in the article has no intelligent mind, no clever character, no profound knowledge. but he has a mischievous and naughty character. he's a little bit clever, but he's always bad. like us, he has a pure childhood and no time for fantasy. the only difference is that he has a huge area for him to play, while we only have a small area to play.

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