I'm afraid this is my first feeling after reading The Moon and Sixpence.
British writer Mao Mu finished this work at the age of 40. Mao Mu is a writer with rich life experience, and his words and expressions have great charm. Charles Christian, the protagonist of this novella, is a portrayal of Gauguin, a famous French post-impressionist painter. The article writes that Christian left home at the age of 40 and left his wife to pursue art. After years of wandering, he finally completed "Who are we, where are we from, and where are we going?"
What is the moon? What's sixpence?
This is a question I really want to know before typing. Looking through this book, I can't see where the moon is depicted and where sixpence is depicted. Penny is the monetary unit in Britain, and a penny is equivalent to 1 minute. In addition, I only remember this sentence:
The moon is a dream hanging high, and sixpence is a tortuous step under our feet.
I think this is the best answer.
After reading the book, I began to think again, why is there only one moon, but there are sixpence?
Unfortunately, there are no sentences in the book that I remember to answer. I have to think hard for many days before I can have an answer.
The book depicts Christian's persistent pursuit of art and beauty with a lot of pen and ink, which is a feeling that can't be seen, touched or even said. As the saying goes, feelings have their own reasons, and the reasons are difficult to understand. All dreams must shine, not to mention Mao Mu, an Englishman who is known as the best storyteller. At the same time, he used the same pen and ink to describe cristiana's lonely life after he left home, which made you see the fierce collision between dream and reality. What happened? Another collision in which no one wins or loses. Dreams won't win, and neither will sixpence.
Gauguin's self-portrait
Christian painted the peak of his life on the island, but his wife burned it, and all the dreams that surged for it burned out; He experienced so much poverty and hardship and lived happily on the island. In the end, he was just seriously ill and died tragically. From the plot to the end, all this is in a fierce collision. Even at the last second, there is no clear answer to the collision between dream and reality. Perhaps this is the style hidden in Mao Mu's works.
So later I thought: Isn't our life a sixpence moon?
After all, beautiful and dreamy ideals are few in life, and most of life is still ordinary twists and turns. As the China proverb says:
One minute on stage, ten years off stage.
It takes more than one cold day for the river to freeze-it takes time for things to develop and take shape; Trouble is deep-rooted; Rome was not built in a day.
The ratio of giving and receiving will never be 1: 1.
Our dreams, those with moonlight, hang high in the distant horizon, and he has only one. In fact, it is a metaphor that there are only a few beautiful dreams scattered in our lives, and more are rugged and ordinary processes. They are like sixpence, so little, even so poor. As the article said: life is a mess, full of absurdity and filth, which can only make people laugh and inevitably lead to sadness.
But this arrangement is also the best arrangement. A moon, with the most suitable brightness, shines on the earth and our lives, telling us that it is a touch of light, which is what we yearn for in our hearts, and it is also the best proportion to exchange six points for one point of dreams.
Come to think of it, it would be terrible if the ratio were reversed.
Who are we, where are we from and where are we going?
Life is like a dream, let's rest on the moon. This is my favorite sentence.
Dreams are a beautiful symbol, but is life really like a dream?
The answer may be no, but why say that life is like a dream? This is hope, this is expectation, and this is the best expectation for an ordinary life that is not so shiny. Sleeping with a dream is a kind of comfort and encouragement to ourselves, so that we can see a dream that will still shine in ordinary days, so that we can rely on a beautiful dream to give ourselves more hope on a tired night. I think what Mao Mu wants to convey is not only how a child prodigy pursues beauty and dreams, but also how to encourage everyone who lives in this world to be destroyed in front of an ugly personality.
No one will understand what Christland really wants. No one will understand what good works Christian can draw, or some people will say that he is just a tramp who abandons his family, treats women like pigs, has a tyrannical temper and is eccentric, but in fact, as the article says: When you question me all this, you have no idea what the artist is doing. Again, feelings have their own reasons, and the reasons are difficult to understand.
Art needs love wholeheartedly. Oh, no, it's love. A firm will, persistence that is not influenced by other people's words. For such a wizard, I'm afraid I can only insist on learning these two very old but useful things.
Mao Mu said: Only poets and sages will believe that lilies can be cultivated by vigorously watering the asphalt road. I laughed at this sentence for five minutes, and then I was silent. What we want is not the reality of cultivating lilies on asphalt roads. What we want is a gentle and fragrant heart even if life is broken and unhappy.
Every reader has his own feelings, and I, through his passionate words, read the relationship between a moon and sixpence.
I am glad that there is a moon hanging high in my heart to be my guide, but what is even more fortunate is that I have only one moon here, and he let me know that I am down-to-earth and dedicated to my pursuit.
Look up at the moon hanging in the sky. This moment is no longer just a symbol of my sadness, nor is it a beautiful myth of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon. It is my hope to struggle alone in the distance, and every day is reassuring.