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Meet the guy in “Paris Peasant”

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After finishing the Reading of Paris Peasant, I just realized how a novel can present beautiful. Aragorn emotionally and intellectually distinguishes a perfect world from the terrible early twentieth-century period. As the contemporary capital of Paris, its inherent enchantment always draws the attention of outsiders, and fantastic things are always happening here. When a countryman approached the streets of the enormous theatre that was about to be demolished in the author’s book, he was astounded by what he saw, and it was no surprise that the alarm clock displayed rich and exciting images.

 

We understand the wonder of darkness and trust in the power of the unknown from the bottom of our hearts. When you see someone emerging from the shadows, do you feel hopeful?

 

I can see how the semidarkness light in those corridors might bring delight to certain individuals. Information gained by reason may be compared to knowledge gained through the senses in terms of rational motivation or believing in reality through matter. Darkness and light are analogous to sensation and reason. They are unable to be separated. Only the presence of one can explain the other’s existence in a different way. It’s as if the thing doesn’t have a shadow. Is it possible that the entire picture may start to seem strange?

 

Personally, I think what Aragon said in the novel “Future mysteries will arise from the ruins of today’s” validate this book and validate this era. He is referring to not only the transformation of streets and the replacement of old and new objects, but also the subversive shifts in thought. Aragon described the street in detail, as if he were a countryman strolling through lovely Paris, eavesdropping on this Paris of capitalism, the street setups, the window decorations, the wine merchants who had to remove their warehouses owing to capital constraints, and those inventive analogies.

Even when it comes to death, Aragorn chooses to dance with death without fear, describing an ideal world to his readers. On this avenue, he encountered Lisel, a lady with the appearance of a flower petal but the behaviour of a forced prostitute. And there was the pair of barbers who transformed into snakes and wound Ecstasy around their fingers. In a hectic metropolis, men and women need a venue like this to help them physically fit in. The iron gate, hidden between coffee shops and bookshops and isolated the immoral iron gates, strikes me as one of many doors that may or may not exist in this intricate ancient area. And it’s set to be torn down. Does this imply that the dirty side of human nature will emerge from the shadows and mix with the new civilisation even in the new era?

If at all possible, I’d like to meet this man who was going down the Boulevard Haussmann; I’m not sure what type of metaphor he’ll use or how he’ll include me into his vision.

“Swann’s way” get me on the road

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When I first started reading, Proust’s words, which describe the moment when consciousness in separate locations collided, drew my attention. I have to confess that the atmosphere he depicts when it’s time to sleep or eat dinner is one of my favourites. There is no tumultuous and dramatic novel storyline, but there are situations from everyday life that are akin to scenes from movies. Despite the fact that I and the author are from different times and even different cultural backgrounds, I can still recall some incidents from my past life.

What an odd and insightful individual the author is. Proust is capable of describing such things. Even the smallest detail, such as a doorknob or a shift of light in the corner of the room, will be linked to the original writing in an intriguing way. Enjoy the reality of the portrayal of the small things in life, such as a mother’s kiss, a grandmother’s nervousness about her husband, or the visit of the neighbour, Swann, in this time journey. The author informs us about Mr. Swann and discusses what is going on around him from the perspective of a youngster.

Proust appears to transport readers back to childhood, allowing them to explore the world of grownups with their still-developing brain nerves, studying other people’s every move, full of fears, and warily waiting for their parents’ affection. It’s comparable to the mistakes we committed as children, such as breaking cosmetics, sneaking on mom’s high shoes, or even stealing money. Despite the fact that we have been punished, we are still concerned that our parents’ rage would not subside. Every figure who appears has not been thoroughly represented, yet these shallow daily trivialities cause the people to appear one by one, grandparents, parents, aunts, even servants’ footsteps, and the enigmatic Mr. Swan.

Although the depiction of time and memory being shuttled across the narrative appears to be disorganised, it really conveys the crucial issue of “knowing oneself.” This leads me to believe that wasted time, every minute, is worth remembering, but the fact is that I only recall bits of it.

It appears that I can only grasp a portion of this work. Readers must applaud the large-scale psychological depiction. It’s fascinating to witness this type of subconscious or common sense in individuals when reading. With the passage of time and experience, I may only realize the depth represented in this storey once I’ve eaten it several times.

In fact, I’m questioning if this content is based on the author’s memories or if he’s thinking through the eyes of a youngster. I cannot to wait discuss with you guys.

 

Introduction of myself

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RHello, everyone!

My name is NiEr Zhang, and I’m a BA second year student. I’m so excited to have my first blog of my university life. I hope this is not only an area to record my literature learning results, but also an important space to witness my personal improvement.

I personally think that it is difficult for me to study foreign literature as a native Chinese speaker. But I know that no matter what type of literature it is, its appeal can be passed on to readers through reading. That’s the beauty of literature. I especially appreciated the structure of this class, which made me want to challenge myself to be able to do things I hadn’t tried before. Not arrogantly believing in yourself, but rhythmically and regularly defeating the goals one by one.As the instructor stated, we will be devising strategies to read the tax and broaden our horizons.

Being able to read and understand the book is not an ultimate goal; learning to organise the connections through reading is also a skill that I can develop in this class.

Actually, I don’t really understand the meaning of “self-conscious literary.” After I did a little bit of research about it, Marjorie Worthington said, “Self-consciousness, self-reflexivity and metafiction are terms often used to describe a particular characteristic common to postmodern fiction.” I may need a deeper understanding of this term in the next reading.

I think my personal shortcoming is that I don’t know how to express myself in personal language and words, which is related to my previous study habits and reading ability.

Through the introduction in the video, I think the rich reading content this semester will be of great help to me. They cover a lot of topics that can arouse my thinking, such as gender and geography. For example, when I first heard the “New” World and the “Old” World in the video, what I had in mind was breaking feudal thinking and establishing new currents of thought. This may be a solidified thought. I need to break myself out with more reading.

What is the Romance World?

Since the word “romantic world” exists, doesn’t it mean that the romantic world does not exist? I personally think this is a relative topic. Romance can be defined as a specific thing or person to a specific person, a specific place, or a specific age.In layman’s terms, some things I think are good, but not necessarily good for others.

For me in this period, I need literature to fill my increasingly blank brain and spirit. Because these words will gradually penetrate into my work and my cognition of the world in the days to come.

Good morning, and in case I don’t see you, good afternoon, good evening, and good night! The Truman Show