Su Shuyang leaves reading answers Su Shuyang.
I hardly thought that a leaf would have so many changes and colors; I didn't notice how rich leaves are for branches. I have lived for more than fifty years, and I haven't had time to stare at the same branch all day. This time: from spring to summer, I stayed at a window and stared at a branch from morning till night.
(2) I lived in this ward when the poplar branches just sprouted. Just after the Spring Festival, the warm wind is still in the far south, but the branches can't wait. They hastily saved enough sweat to make themselves soft from head to toe. The ward is very quiet, and only the wind outside the window can be heard day and night. It's windy in Beijing in spring. I used to feel bored, but now I'm looking forward to the branches knocking on the windows in the wind. In the quiet ward, the wind became a symphony of fate. Leaves and stamens are the soul of life. They stick their heads out of the window to greet me every day. How dare I not give them a good look?
(3) When I was a child, my name was reny | Poplar Dog. At that time, I was very naughty, carrying an aspen dog on the ground. I stuffed it in my nose and turned it into two locks of rosewood beard. I walk around in front of people with my hands behind my back. It's amazing. At that time, I couldn't imagine that I would be old, let alone what I would be like when I was old. Just a few days ago, I suddenly looked down at the poplar dog outside the window, like a baby lying in a hospital bed.
Finally, I heard the rustling of spring rain. I really couldn't hear the spring rain in the past, because even the subtle sound of the city drowned out the silent sound of the spring rain, but I heard it today. I don't know why, there are tears climbing up along the eyelashes. I haven't shed a tear since I knew I had a dangerous disease! I know it's no use crying. I'm not afraid of this. But why is it raining outside, but my eyes are wet? It's spring, which makes me want to get out of bed and take a bath outside. I prefer the spring rain that started today.
When the leaves clenched their fists like a baby, I was pushed into the operating room and experienced a limited rehearsal. When I woke up from anesthesia, accompanied by severe pain, the sound of spring rain dripped from the window. This time, the rain hit the young leaves, and the sound was better, which made me dare not moan, for fear that this moan would disturb the movement of life.
Three days later, under the shade of the tree, I was pushed by the nurse through the spring Woods and returned to my ward. I looked out of the window, and boy, a row of poplar leaves were waving outside the window.
Dr. Z told me that a pair of magpies were nesting outside the window of that ward, and they were working hard. I held back the pain and rubbed myself into the ward step by step. The patients in that room, like me, all have the same disease.
Oh, that's a good pair of magpies, flying up and down one by one, with branches in the middle. The poor little nest swayed in the wind. But I dare not fall. About half an hour, it actually became taller and stronger, until the bird jumped in and could only see its little head held high. These elves are really amazing.
Pet-name ruby leaves grow up day by day and become thick green, and I get better day by day, so I can go out of the ward for treatment by myself.
A few days later, Dr. Z told me that the bird came out. I hurried to look, only to see a big bird flying among the branches, and four big bird mouths sticking out of the nest. On this day, the patient in that room left in a hurry. Perhaps at the last moment, he caught a glimpse of the newborn bird, and he went to another world with praise for life.
I know that the strongest emotion in the ward is the deepest and most persistent love and pursuit of life. I used to think that hospitals were always associated with death. Now I understand that without the love of life, it is impossible to face death all day. Leaves, birds, rain, wind, all the information from the busy world, give life strength and make death go backwards. I know I'm old, but being old doesn't mean losing interest in life. Physical decline is far less terrible than psychological aging.
When I left the hospital, the branches outside the window finally set up a thick shade. Whether I am cured or not, I leave it to nature and fate. I have confidence and expectation. Even if it is a dream, don't I have the right to have a good dream? Even if I am a dead branch, after all, I have spent all the seasons, whether it is green leaves or yellow leaves, which will decorate my branches well.
1. Try to analyze the writing characteristics of the last sentence in the second paragraph of the article.
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2. In the fourth paragraph of the article, the author "heard the rustling of spring rain", why "there are tears crawling on his eyelashes"?
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3. What is the function of "leaves" in the text? Please make a brief analysis with the full text.
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4. In the process of fighting against the disease, the author has a lot of feelings. Please make a brief summary according to paragraphs 1 1 and 12 of the article.
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Reference answer:
1. Vividly show the loveliness of life by personification. It is infectious to express the author's optimism with rhetorical questions. (That's right)
2. The sound of the spring rain made the author feel the vitality of spring, and inspired the author's enthusiasm for life and courage to overcome the disease. (meaning right) 3. (1) Taking "leaves" as a clue, it runs through the whole article and witnesses the process of the author's struggle with the disease.
(2) Express the author's positive attitude towards life and love for life by expressing emotion through things. (That's right)
4.( 1) Without love for life, you can't face death; A busy world can give people strength.
(2) When entering the old world, don't lose interest in life, but look forward to it. Only answer the author's attitude towards life and life. )