Blue Cat in Castle Town has a good book to recommend: Every meaningful thing is worth going all out.
Catherine Kate koblenz's Blue Cat in the Castle is a famous American children's literature writer. From 65438 to 0950, this book won the Silver Award in newbury Children's Literature Award.
Although this book is classified as children's literature, I think it is also suitable for adults to read. The "black magic" described in the book is also devouring our world. We are restless day and night, and are pushed forward by the "Kuai Kuai Song":
Post horses from sudbury and Middlebury,
To Burlington, Woodstock and Hanover,
Listen-horseshoe disease!
Listen-that cracked whip is brittle!
Come on! Hurry up! Hurry up! Go, go, go.
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Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go. Only in this way can we maintain our competitiveness, constantly research and develop, constantly upgrade, and constantly launch small yellow cars ... It seems that only in this way can the whole society be full of vitality, but "beauty, peace and satisfaction" are getting farther and farther away from us, and we can never be satisfied.
Men feel that money is never enough, women feel that time is too little, and children never learn enough. Perhaps the most beautiful and peaceful is the old people dancing swords in the square. We really need a blue cat knight to teach us to sing the song of Fog River.
Sing your own song, sing it loudly,
Wonderful songs, from the good old days,
Towards tomorrow, all the way forward. ......
Giving beauty to life is like giving a ballad.
Money is jingling, power is flashing, and all this is fleeting.
Only good things are handed down from generation to generation until you come. ......
Anything meaningful is worth going all out.
Everything is bright and dazzling, relying on God and hands.
Weaving, carving, casting, polishing, like a song,
Sing everyone's voice through their mouths.
......
The river slowly whispers, and the story of the people of Castle Town and Castle Town comes to blue rider Blue's mind, including the blacksmith Abris Salsmore, the weaver John Gilroy, the carpenter Thomas Royal Dick and the businessman Eluna Hurd who knows the dark magic. He fell asleep and woke up, woke up and fell asleep, but the river kept mumbling.
"The sun jumped out of the horizon and climbed into the air inch by inch. It didn't take long for it to stand tall. It's time to start. "
"Sing your own songs and sing loudly."
With a natural mission, the blue cat in Castle Town left her mother's comfortable nest made of dried alfalfa, wild carrot tassels and chicory leaves and embarked on a strange journey to find his fireplace and his singer.
"One day, I will come back happily. At that time, I will no longer be a kitten. "
0 1 blacksmith Aberys Salsmo
"The famous seal with the word' ES' on the sailboat belongs to the blacksmith Aberys Salsmore, and its exquisiteness completely complements those works he created."
This is the first time that Blue walked into the home of Seluna Greens, a little girl. The house hidden behind the dense cherry trees and gardenia flowers happened to meet a big yellow tiger cat, but it was rejected because the little girl was in a bad mood. Later, I fell into the well because I was in a hurry to talk to my own shadow in the well. Fortunately, he was saved by the blacksmith.
The blacksmith Aberys Salsmore was once the best blacksmith in Connecticut. He is honest and trustworthy, but he owes money to Aruna Hurd, who is still a shareholder in this store. Aluna Hurd always advised him to make the tin ware thinner, save some working procedures, and hurry up.
The "black curse" made the blacksmith's temper more and more violent until he heard the familiar song again. Blue sang "Song of the Fog River" over and over again, and the blacksmith was absorbed in his work and hummed unconsciously.
As night fell, the blacksmith finally finished singing the song completely, made the most perfect work in his life-a beautiful teapot, and solemnly printed his initials: ES on the seal of the sailboat.
Yes, the blacksmith remembers that he once sang Song of the Fog River and created the most outstanding works, but he left with a smile.
On this sad night, Blue left the warm fireplace, left the tin blacksmith who couldn't wake up, and looked for her next singer.
John Gilroy, Weaver.
"Mr John Gilroy has a loom and a pair of skillful hands. Everything he personally weaves is tight and solid, just like two twin tablecloths with beautiful and exquisite patterns on them. "
When blue rider Blue came out of the blacksmith's house, he was a little confused. It is too difficult to find his fireplace: "If I was born with blue Mimi, I was destined to go through this ups and downs, which tortured me too much."
Fortunately, he didn't forget his uniqueness, and his mission soon took him to the weaving shop. The weaver is talking to two ladies who want to weave a tablecloth with their own linen thread. John Gilroy is a famous weaver. They found him after several inquiries with good intentions.
But John is too busy. Driven by the "black spell", he kept working and catching up every day. He has no time to knit a thin and dense white linen tablecloth.
Then Blue sang a song:
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Anything meaningful is worth going all out.
Everything is bright and dazzling, relying on God and hands.
Weaving, carving, casting, polishing, like a song,
Sing everyone's voice through their mouths.
......
"A long time ago, when I was in Ireland, I was going to ..."
Weaver girl said involuntarily.
He remembered the once familiar song of Fog River, rubbed the linen yarn, began to draw, threw the ugly woolen cloth into the corner, and began to weave linen tablecloths. But when Aruna Hurd came and dropped a few gold coins, John felt dejected and was swallowed up by the "dark devil" again, and picked up the woolen cloth again.
Blue said goodbye to the involuntarily weavers, shook his blue satin fur and set off again.
Luna Hurd and the Black Curse
"Over time, the mansion will become a joke. Boy, that's really a house like Aru Nahed! "
"Drive! Drive! Come on! Come on! Make way! " , swaggering Aruna stretched out slender and agile hands and pulled Blue into the carriage. In this way, blue rider came to Elu's house, a castle where he could sing the song of the black curse, cast spells, be greedy for money and jump up and down.
The castle is spacious, bright and tall, with one carriage after another from morning till night. The horses snorted and sweated, and were beaten with whips.
"hurry up! Quick, quick! " Eluna kept urging his servants, messengers and guests every day, but never forgot to pour milk for Blue. Lan drinks delicious milk and eats delicious salmon and chicken every day. The longer she grows, the fatter she gets.
Blue finally saw that it was time for Eluna to be free. He wanted to sing "Song of the Fog River" to him, but Eluna asked Blue to listen to his song "Go, Go, Go":
Those are my galloping horses and fast trains.
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Aluna Hurd of the wise SHEN WOO.
Will be a hero who knows everyone,
Listen-what a horseshoe disease!
Listen-that cracked whip is brittle!
Come on! Hurry up! Hurry up! quickly
......
Blue jumped on the table angrily, refused to be bewitched by dark magic, and sang "Song of Fog River" to Eluna again:
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Money is jingling, power is flashing, and all this is fleeting.
Only good things are passed down from generation to generation until you see them.
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Aroused Aruna grabbed Blue and wanted to make him a specimen and stick it on the wall to attract guests (that's why he wanted to fatten Blue). Blue escaped, while Aru was distracted by the noise. He kept running and running, and finally he was tired and lay down under the mulberry tree.
When he left Eluna, Blue lost three black hairs that could turn him into an ordinary cat, and became a complete blue cat. The moon shone on the earth with a smile, and the castle town was covered with the brilliance of timbre, and the blue slept soundly.
04 Carpenter Thomas Royal Dick
After escaping from Elu's house, he found himself at the old cherry tree's house again, and met the yellow tiger cat in front of the barn, but he fainted and the tiger cat saved him. Blue is well taken care of here, but he must continue to sing his song of Fog River and find a singer.
"Thomas Royal Dick, a great carpenter, took out his savings and built a particularly beautiful church, especially a tablecloth! Well done, Mr. Dick! "
Along the bare snowy road, Blue trudged forward and finally returned to Castle Town. But everyone is talking about Eluna and his huge plan. Castle Town, a little-known town, will become the center of the earth and even the universe in the hands of this crazy guy.
Money, power and desire are black curses that erode people's hearts. They are spreading and spreading in small towns, quietly infiltrating people's hearts and unconsciously eroding people's will and beliefs. Blue found Thomas the carpenter in the church.
At the invitation of Thomas, Blue came to the carpenter's warm and happy home. Blue heard the familiar song with tears in her eyes, and Thomas could sing the song of Fog River. No matter how much pressure from outside, no matter how hard life is, Thomas has never forgotten this song.
He took out his savings for the next child to be born, bought the best materials and used the best technology to create the perfect church tablecloth.
Blue was very happy to leave Thomas. He is going to find the next singer, and this time his goal is clear.
05 Celuna Green
"To say that wool carpet, I am familiar with it. From beginning to end, every process was completed by Lu Se Na alone, from shearing to combing, defense, weaving and jacquard ... She was meticulous about everything. "
The blue cat knight crossed the corridor of the church, jumped down the steps, ran across the grass, jumped into the street and set out for the barn through the crowd. In that place full of mulberry trees and cherries, Tiger Cat is washing two small yellow hairs.
Blue learned from Tiger Cat that Seruna, a girl with blue eyes, was even more unhappy than before. He found her fetching water and sang "Song of the Fog River" by the spring. Seruna sobbed softly in the song.
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Anything meaningful is worth going all out.
Everything is bright and dazzling, relying on God and hands.
Weaving, carving, casting, polishing, like a song,
Sing everyone's voice through their mouths.
Hearing this, Mr. Luna suddenly threw himself on the grass and began to cry:
"Do you know how lonely I am?
Blue cat, do you know?
Do you know why I am so ugly?
Do you know why nobody wants to take a serious look at me?
Please tell me the whole story and the answer! "
Sing your own song, sing it loudly,
Wonderful songs, from the good old days,
Towards tomorrow, all the way forward.
......"
Blue sang softly, and Seruna's eyes began to glow, getting brighter and brighter. The next morning, Seruna packed the house and her father came back. She asked her father to make her a big embroidery frame, because she wanted to embroider all the beautiful things in the town on it, including beautiful tin cans, white linen tablecloths, churches and its indescribable beautiful warp tablecloths.
All the men and women in the town came to Seruna's embroidery stand, admired Seruna's wonderful craftsmanship, listened to her singing the beautiful song of Fog River, and then hummed along. Then more and more people began to sing this song, and the dark magic gradually disappeared from the castle town.
The golden magic overcame the black spell, and Aruna sang his swift song, drove a fast carriage, crossed the Flemish railway track that he personally urged to build, and died under the faster train wheels.
Sing your own song, sing it loudly,
Wonderful songs, from the good old days,
Towards tomorrow, all the way forward. ......
Giving beauty to life is like giving a ballad.
Money is jingling, power is flashing, and all this is fleeting.
Only good things are handed down from generation to generation until you come. ......
Anything meaningful is worth going all out.
Everything is bright and dazzling, relying on God and hands.
Weaving, carving, casting, polishing, like a song,
Sing everyone's voice through their mouths.
......
The song of the river, the whisper of the river, floats gently in the valley and the river, farther and farther.
Every meaningful thing is worth going all out, do you remember?