After reading "The Secret Life of Bees" 1 No matter in the world or in beekeeping, the same rule is effective: don't be afraid, the bees who love life don't want to sting you; But don't be silly, long-sleeved trousers must be worn.
After reading this book, you can have dinner just in time, and the ending is quite satisfactory.
Lily, your bee bottle is open.
In summer, there are more and more heat waves in Hebron. Hebron, South Carolina. A white child lives with her black mother.
Lily Melissa Owens and Lily Williams, a 0/4-year-old girl you cheated. Hey, you are really good. You changed your identity, parents and purpose in an instant. You ran away from home calmly, helped Kathleen escape from prison, and then persuaded August to take you in, trying to adapt to the transition from Taoyuan to beekeeping. Fortunately, you finally got rid of your father and his Martha White. Much like China, a woman makes her husband kneel and rub the washboard. And your father's sentence "Don't poke my peach with your nails". A father beat her half to death for reading poetry books at the peach stall for her children. This is what I understand. When a father becomes the owner of a family without a mother, it must be the children's desires that are directly involved, just like the magic bracelet you long for, which makes you isolated at school, and your unchanging Christmas gift: sweater+socks. Remember the collect call you made to Delhi? It shows that you are still eager to get a little fatherly love from him. You want to awaken his sleeping father's love by running away from home, right?
Remember that letter you wrote to your father that you didn't send? You said you expected him to support the greeting card you made yourself on his dresser. The next day, you found the peach skin and peach pit peeled by him on the telephone table, and then you redefined your father.
D-mean
A-Anger is irritability.
D D————DUDOFAFATHER's failed father
D d———— Disappointed
You-the chain around my neck
That is a little girl full of resentment.
Then it was different. In August, I told you that in a language of Eskimos, there are 32 words that can express love. You are looking for your mother's footprints, and time has faded your resentment. At this moment, Lily, your bee bottle is opened.
"When I put on my shoes and walked back, there was sunshine everywhere. I really hope that's it. There is no Delhi, no Mr. gaston, no one who wants to beat Fang Ling out of the water, only the pine forest washed by rain and the rising sun. "
In May, we can use graham crackers and Abelmoschus manihot to build a mini highway on the ground to drive cockroaches outside. Wailing wall in May, now I want to stop here and give me a little note, as well as sausage sandwiches, endless sandwiches and "Oh, Susanna!"
In June, after you promised Neil to propose for the hundredth time, I found that you are a bit like a woman. Your satisfaction with appreciating the wedding ring diluted May's departure. If only May were here.
In August, I like lily, blue, peanut with salt and pepper, and Coca-Cola. It's simple to treat people like your honey. You said, "The hive is covered to prevent bees from leaving the nest. When someone dies, they are most worried about the bees leaving the nest. Keeping the seal can guarantee the resurrection of the dead. "
Sometimes, you really want to kneel down and thank God for the bad news reports in the world.
The Secret Life of Bees is another novel by the author of The Mermaid's Chair, which looks for the trace of mother under the clue of mother's relics.
As for my mother's life and death, when she was four years old, she picked up the gun that was dropped in her parents' fight because of her parents' quarrel. But don't be silly. When you are in contact with bees, you should wear trousers and long sleeves. They will also feel your love and silently express their concern and love, because every little life needs to be valued. So, there is love.
The novel tells a simple story: Lily, a white girl. Remember the magic eight-character dance about bees in primary school textbooks? But we know very little about the complex life in the hive. It's a girl's growing history. Our inner world is like a beehive, and its complex structure is self-evident. Those bright and dazzling songs that we don't know can also be sung like bees who work every day but are still happy. So I miss you. This genie has a sharp tongue, which is an unimaginable number. It is said that a worker bee needs to fly back and forth between the hive and the flowers10 million times to collect the pollen needed to brew a pound of honey. Her eyes are full of disgust and impatience. Except a black Rosalyn who took care of her could give her a little warmth, and the gun accidentally killed her mother. Since then, her life has been shrouded in this lingering vague shadow: I am not a bad girl.
Lily has never felt the warmth of this world in all her journeys. At the age of fourteen, Luo. . . . . . Calm down, it's not him. Sometimes, all you need is to read a good book quietly and walk around, not the girl who always wears the wrong clothes and will never be liked by others!
How fragile and dangerous it is to grow up, without complaining, but what we expect is miraculous transformation. I can love you, not you, and I can become beautiful without abandoning her. So she chose to escape, and naturally she won't attack you. Everything is her own business. I just understand that you will hear an elf whispering in the dark, in the bee farm in South Carolina, eager for some strength to improve themselves and some cores to stick to. As long as we still believe in the existence of love and strive to love life. With this kernel, Lily is determined to escape from her father. Facing the forces of nature, we are not much better than bees. The world of life is actually a beekeeping farm. So, it's just an illusion in my head, and I'm happy, too. Some things are so strange, related to others, seemingly unrelated, but not insect records about bees?
"There may be once or twice in a person's life.
Think about the life of bees, all the sufferings and troubles are temporary, just an illusion in my mind. I am not only looking for such an answer to love and not love, I am also looking for myself and trying to prove it to myself. She finally knew that her mother loved her. As Lily taught in August, the risks and hardships experienced by bees are all too familiar and unimaginable. But is the happiness of bees in this busy collection? And the happiness of our life is not included in some trivial things, such as pupae turning into butterflies. Over the years, we have slowly polished ourselves and faded away, sometimes just hiding behind the days we think are unbearable.
In Qian Qian, there are thousands of worlds. As far as I am concerned, you will hear voices from the center of something. She has always been skeptical. She wants to know more about her mother's past. More importantly, some kind of belief is supporting her, and the world falls to the ground and dies. I raised my eyes and everything was reborn, just like other mothers.
I suddenly thought of a poem I once saw on someone else's blog, and I thought it was appropriate to put it here, so I ended it with it. "I close my eyes, and she firmly believes that her mother loves her and can be loved to the core secret." Everyone has his secrets in his heart, and those conversations with himself in his heart are like bees. Ten million flights. In the process of collecting, talk to yourself. No matter how tortuous the painful history is, life will continue. I still want to believe that there is nothing to say, and everything will be fine. And suffering can also bring happiness. The elder sister is the nanny who brought up her mother since August. In the beekeeping of the three sisters, Lily, who never expected love, got affection and friendship that she had never imagined before. A pair of eyes, staring at the world quietly, the secret hidden inside is not even known, and the smile is getting brighter and brighter: don't be afraid, be full of love, and she finally found her mother's footprint. The three black sisters I met there live with my mother?
After reading The Secret Life of Bees, the third chapter has just opened the first chapter. Like a dark cloud, a heavy atmosphere surrounds me. But with the increase of page numbers, bitterness is gradually stripped off layer by layer. When Lily was on the verge of despair, she heard a mysterious voice "Lily. Melissa. Owens, your bee bottle is open. "Although the rain or shine ahead is uncertain, she resolutely embarked on the road of finding love that she looked forward to day and night. "
"She is my world, and I took her life." Lily's mother was shot at the age of four, and her father became extreme because of his love for her. Abuse is a common occurrence in Lily's life. This also made Lily abandon her mother's resentment, and the resentment that her father didn't love her and personally destroyed his whole world was buried in his heart, and his young heart was gradually covered with thick frost. And she had to pin all her spirit on her imaginary mother's love. She always believed that her mother loved her. When he put her photo close to himself, I could feel her longing for love and a little despair in her heart.
However, in reality, she can't think much. The only idea that can make her feel the love of the black nanny is that she spilled phlegm on the shoes of white people because she was dissatisfied with their insults. After not being caught, she went to find a mother's love to save the black nanny. Without hesitation, she embarked on the road to change the course of her life.
Stories are always so coincidental. It was in the grocery store that I saw a honey bottle with a statue of the Black Virgin left by my mother. She happened to live in her mother's nanny's bee farm in May. When she first saw the black virgin in the hall, she felt "trembling all over, like an electric current using my spine, so she put down my arm and released it from my fingertips." The black virgin is called the chain virgin, not because she is bound by chains, but because she broke free from chains. Perhaps it is the story of the black virgin saving slaves, and her clenched fists and faded red hearts in the paintings that give people the strength to face life. But after reading it, I realized from Auguste's words that that kind of power does not come from the statue itself, nor from the virgin Mary, but from our hearts. When we gain this strength to support us in the face of everything, we don't have to put our hands on the red heart of the Black Virgin, but on our chests. "That is not only your inner strength, but also your inner love." In the cool breeze in the morning, in the light singing and dancing of bees, Lily understood the words of August. At this time, I suddenly realized that I could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. Yes, this love that gives us strength comes from ourselves and forgets the suffering. Love is the virgin in our hearts, and everyone can choose happiness and hope. We should not only love-but also love faithfully. Such love will become our constant strength and our solid spiritual pillar. Lily grew up in the breeze in August, in the pure feeling in May, and in the deep feeling of the black nanny. She searched for a long time and found the way of life.
When I close the book, I can't help but think of a sentence about sealing in the book: "The body of a worker bee is only more than one centimeter long and weighs only about six milligrams;" But it can fly with a load bigger than its own weight. "Lily is a workaholic, so is everyone. But we not only have the burden of life, but also the softest love that lives in our hearts.
May in the book is undoubtedly the most heartbreaking but softest place in this story. She is more fragile than ordinary people, suffering all the pain in the world, and even can't bear to kill a cockroach. People think he is a mental patient, but I think she is far more normal than those people whose hearts are shrinking and they can't feel love. It is precisely because of the kindest and most beautiful part of her human nature that she becomes so fragile and needs "wailing wall" to stop the inner trauma. In the end, she chose to leave this world, because she couldn't bear the fact that Chuck was locked up, because in her opinion, April would be happier with her parents and little sister. Such a sad May has become a symbol of black people's tragic experience and the embodiment of goodness and beauty.
In the process of reading, I still can't understand why this is a simple story on the cover of the book. At the end of the reading, I found that this is really a simple and pure book. When a girl is looking for love, every little change and every black person who becomes lovely because of love tells us that love is the virgin in our hearts and the only goal worth pursuing in life. Not only love, but also loyal love! In the hard times, life is lit up again because of love, illuminating all the beauty in life.
After watching The Secret Life of Bees, 4. The experience of a 14-year-old girl in a summer vacation is enough to change her life. Longing for maternal love, missing maternal love, hating her father, and dissatisfied with her living conditions, a girl of 14 years old left home and began to explore her own lifestyle. This trip to find her biological mother also made her really understand how difficult it is for her mother to love herself and how her father loves herself. At the same time, during this journey, she also had another kind of maternal love and found her life-long outlook on life.
This book takes Lily's first person "I" as the protagonist. Accompanied by the nanny Rosalyn, three sisters Li Yue, Zach and Father Delhi, it stirs up the summer heat wave and spends life-changing days together, seeking truth in the ordinary, facts in the conflict, adding courage in grief and predicting future costs in happiness. The ups and downs of the story really make me reluctant to let go. I finally read the contents of the book in one breath, adding a trace of sadness to the ending, even for her future life and future destiny, which are not described in the book.
The story takes place in sylvain and Tiburon, South Carolina, USA. Lily Melissa Owens, a girl who lost her mother at the age of 4, just turned 14 this summer. She felt that she had had enough of her father's abuse in Delhi and wanted to leave him and start a new life. As a father, Delhi never talks about his wife and his daughter's mother to his daughter. The reason was an accident ten years ago, which made this marriage change that could only end in separation or divorce die unexpectedly. The reason was that the daughter present at that time accidentally picked up the gun that her father had taken from her mother. This is an important reason why her father can't talk about her mother. Similarly, in the view of the tortured father, neither his nostalgia for his wife nor his daughter's attachment to his mother can make him talk about their dead relatives. The two people who once loved each other to death, now there are only bodies wandering outside the soul and wandering in hopeless places. Without her mother's voice and smile, Lily couldn't even outline her own shadow in her dream. The only information about her mother found in the attic was the gloves she had used, a portrait of the black virgin embedded in a photo frame and a photo of a young mother leaning on the car door with a smile, which outlined Lily's beautiful face in her mind. Rosalyn is a black nanny invited by her father from her own Taoyuan, who is responsible for taking care of Lily who lost her mother and the daily life at home.
Although the American Civil War has just ended and the war for black people's peace and rights has won, there are still a large number of black people in the South who are treated unfairly. This is an era of intensified contradictions, and southern blacks insist on their rights, although the price is still huge. On the second day after the signing of the Civil Rights Act, when Lily took Rosalyn to the town to register for the qualification referendum, she accidentally angered three white people with serious racial discrimination at a gas station in Esso, which eventually triggered Lily to leave home after being safely released from prison on her father's bail, and was dissatisfied with her father's punishment for not bailing Rosalyn, and skillfully rescued Rosalyn who was beaten and admitted to hospital. They can't go back to their home in sylvain. According to the words "Tiburon, South Carolina" written on the back of the portrait of the Black Virgin in "Mother's Relics", Lily decided to go to Tiburon to find out where her mother might have lived or appeared.
Coincidentally, it was in a grocery store in Tiburon that Lily saw a jar of honey with a black Madonna on it. After asking about the owner and address, she walked into this small house painted pink, met the three sisters of Calendar, and deceived them to live here with Rosalyn. Although I feel that I have told a perfect lie, I am also very excited to stay under this roof for a while, but I don't know that my identity has already been seen through.
Tiburon's life is always so happy. Lily learned everything about honey with great interest. As a white woman, she made many friends with Malilai Daughter's Association, and even met Zach, a handsome black boy. Lily has a sweet girlish dream by his side, but she always thinks about what the future will be like with him. Once Zach and I went shopping, but Zach was arrested and imprisoned because a black boy threw a coke bottle at a white man in the street. In May, I learned that Zach's mother had some mental problems and passed away passively. Great changes have taken place in my family. In June, I finally got out of my psychological shadow because of May's suicide note, and promised to marry Neil who had been pursuing myself for many years. Lily finally learned everything about her mother from the first day of her ascension in August. The quiet life has been disrupted, and Lily's heart is extremely contradictory. I don't know whether to stay in this room full of her mother's shadow. The arrival of her father finally made Lily make up her mind to live with August, and at the same time, she finally understood her father's yearning for her mother and her love for herself in another way.
As a master, Lily has been used to getting along with Rosalyn, a black nanny, since she was a child. When I was a teenager, Lily's world was full of sadness and disappointment because of the lack of maternal love, the attitude of her classmates and the way her father treated her. On the contrary, because Rosalyn takes good care of herself, she is more receptive to blacks. Therefore, when she found the statue of the Black Virgin hidden by her mother, she was full of doubts, curiosity and worries about the black world. She even had a premonition that there might be an emotional component between herself and the black people that would be hard to cut off all her life. So in Tiburon, Lily can quickly adapt to the life of a black family, and sometimes even feel inferior because of her skin color. This should be a mentality that the white world can't understand.
During the summer vacation, Lily's side is also full of contradictions and choices, such as the contradiction with her father in terms of gifts and punishment, the contradiction with Rosalyn's escape from prison and travel, the seemingly unprovoked contradiction with June, the racial contradiction with Zach, the contradiction with the white people in the town about apartheid, and the contradiction with the most important promise and truth between August ... When Lily makes a major choice, one contradiction gradually dissolves and another new contradiction is forming. The white girl mixed in the black world touched the black people with her love and sincerity, and the black people accepted this white girl who did not belong to their own world at that time with her love and sincerity. Looking for maternal love, at this moment, only becomes an important clue of important events in the book, guiding readers to pave a pure and sincere road of racial separation in the world of love and describing the process of racial world from rugged to balanced.
The Secret Life of Bees is a book I read this winter vacation. It made me cry. I watched it again and again, and I cried again and again. I really hope I can walk into the book, follow Lily to find my mother's footprints, and understand my deep thoughts about my mother.
The book The Secret Life of Bees tells a simple story. Lily, a white girl, killed her mother by mistake when her parents quarreled at the age of four. Since then, this vague shadow has been lingering. Her father has been rude all day, and his eyes are full of impatience and disgust. She doesn't feel any warmth in this world, except a black man who takes care of her, Rouselin, who can give her some warmth. /kloc-at the age of 0/4, she fled home and embarked on the road to find her mother. She wanted to prove that her mother loved her and didn't abandon her. Through unremitting efforts, she finally found her mother's footprint on the farm in South Carolina, gained affection, friendship and love that she never imagined, and finally knew that her mother loved her, just like other mothers.
When I closed the book, I seemed to see my mother's shadow in my tears. She is calling me affectionately, stroking my head gently and whispering in my ear: "Dear daughter, how much I miss you and hope to grow up with you. Mom loves you and will always love you! " I can't help crying.
How many times have I woken up in a dream and my clothes were wet with tears? Why does everyone else have a mother and I can only live with my grandmother? Grandma is very kind to me and takes care of my daily life. My uncle is very kind to me. Whenever I want something, he always tries his best to satisfy me. My family dotes on me. At school, teachers and classmates are very concerned about me. However, whenever I see my classmates' mothers giving them umbrellas, sending them to and from school, and listening to classmates say that their mothers cooked them good food and celebrated their birthdays, I can't help feeling sad. Why don't I have a mother? Other people's mothers love children, but my mother didn't want me and abandoned me. I am an unwanted child.
Now when I see Lily's maternal love in The Secret Life of Bees, I can't help thinking of a sentence my grandmother said to me: "Every mother loves her children. Your mother loves you as much as anyone else, even more. She knew she was in poor health, but she bravely gave birth to you. You should be happy that she let you come into this world, bathe in the sunshine and enjoy everything. "
Yes, my mother brought me into this world, gave me eyes to see colors, ears to listen to music, and gave me a healthy body and a smart brain. What right have I to blame her? She introduced me to so many enthusiastic people. I have a loving father and mother. I have amiable teachers and sincere and friendly classmates. How happy I am.
Mom, thank you for giving me life. I will live a strong and happy life. I'll pay my respects to my grandmother for you. I will study hard and be a civilized and grateful person. When I grow up, I will also pass on my love to those in need. Mom, don't worry!
The Secret Life of Bees is another novel by the author of The Mermaid's Chair. This winter vacation, I was lucky enough to read this book, from which I felt a lot and benefited a lot.
This book tells a simple story. Lily, a white girl, killed her mother by mistake when her parents quarreled at the age of four. Since then, this vague shadow has been lingering. Her father has been rude all day, and his eyes are full of impatience and disgust. Only a black Rouselin who takes care of her can give her some warmth. She can't feel any warmth in this world. /kloc-at the age of 0/4, she fled home and embarked on the road to find her mother. She wanted to prove that her mother loved her and didn't abandon her. Through unremitting efforts, she finally found her mother's footprint on a farm in South Carolina, and also gained affection, friendship and love that she had never imagined before.
When I closed the book, I couldn't help thinking of a sentence about bees in the book: "A worker bee is only a centimeter long and weighs only about six milligrams, but it can fly with a load bigger than its weight." Lily is a worker bee. She also saw that bees had propped up their big world with their small bodies, and she wondered why she couldn't. Only with unremitting efforts, small body and great strength can she leave home to pursue a new life.
I still remember one summer when I was playing in the yard, I found an ant. This ant caught my attention, because it is easy for us to move a grain of rice, but it doesn't work. I saw it struggling, and it felt like carrying a mountain. Suddenly, my curiosity came. I wanted to see how powerful it was and how long it could last, so I started to "make trouble". I grabbed a pile of small rubble. He walked to the "mountain" with a grain of rice on his back, and saw him put it down first and climbed up the "mountain" himself. Then he carried the grain on his back with his body, walked forward step by step, repeated this action until he climbed over the "mountain" and finally climbed forward step by step. He used his small body to carry a heavy "mountain" and overcome many difficulties.