Chapter 14 Part Two: Flying Butterflies from Chinese to English

The Butterfly Fleeted Gone Butterfly I once read a book that deeply moved me. The English name of the book is The Diving Bell and the Butterfly ("The Diving Suit and the Butterfly").This book was written by a Frenchman named Jean Dominique Bobby, who was once the editor-in-chief of ELLE Weekly.By the time I read this book, Bobby's life was already behind us.He was still very young, in his 40s when he left this world.He died suddenly of a strange disease with a strange name called locked-in syndrome.It made Bobby lose all control over his body.Using medical vocabulary to describe this disease, it is manifested that the patient is quadriplegic and loses the ability to speak, but his thinking and consciousness are very clear, and he can only express his wishes by blinking his eyes.

Bobby fell deeply into a desperate situation in life, and I can't imagine how anxious he was once.How miserable it must be when a man can do nothing but think!In the eyes of healthy people, living like this is unimaginable, and what is the point of living like this?In fact it is a living death.But as long as there is life in the world, there will be miracles. What is a miracle?I think a miracle is something amazing or incredible that life creates. Bobby has created miracles in life, language, literature... He can't speak or write, but there are so many beautiful things in his heart that he hasn't expressed.I don't know how Bobby finally broke out of the deep pool of agony.He was lying on the hospital bed so peacefully, the sun came in from the window, Bobby looked at the light with so affectionate eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered, maybe he saw a far away place, he had seen it in his childhood I have been there before, where there are clear rivers and blue-gray mountains.Maybe he saw white butterflies flying before his eyes in the green summer.Maybe he is like Proust, who recalled the Lyon sausage that he ate when he was a child, and the kind of half-boiled fried eggs with hot yolks flowing on the plate...

Bobby decided to write down his feelings about life.He and his relatives and friends worked together to find a way to "write", and now only words can help him.People help Bobby arrange the French letters according to the frequency of use, make an alphabet, and then read to Bobby one by one, and he chooses the required letter with the number of blinks. I still can't imagine how Bobby chose those letters. Maybe when people read A to him, he blinks once, B blinks twice, and C blinks three times... How difficult it is, and how much time it takes to write a sentence!However, under such extremely difficult circumstances, Bobby "wrote" The Diving Bell and the Butterfly by blinking his eyes.This is a moving book, and anyone who picks it up will pay homage to Bobby.His body imprisoned by the disease is like wrapped in a heavy diving suit. The heaviness really makes people unable to breathe. He said that words are like beautiful butterflies carrying his thoughts, flying freely to the distance.

I often think of Bobby in his hospital bed, and the beautiful butterflies that spread Bobby's story to the world.Every once in a while I have to re-read this book, it inspires me a lot and also gives me a lot of questions, especially Bobby's special way of writing, I think a person has such a tenacious tenacious spirit , what else can't be done? When we express our thoughts in various languages, butterflies fly before our eyes, but many people often ignore all this.For example, some people want to learn a foreign language, and some have made up their minds many times to learn a foreign language well. Perhaps they have dreamed many times that they can speak a foreign language fluently—no matter what language it is, they can speak it as well as Chinese.They created various learning conditions for themselves. They bought foreign language books one after another, from the simple to the profound. ", I expect that the people in the book will tell them the tricks of learning - how to be faster and better - it is best to master the fastest learning method at the fastest speed after reading this book.Some people hope to improve their foreign language level through systematic learning, so they enter various foreign language schools... But a few months have passed, and a longer period of time has passed, and they find that their progress has not been as rapid as they imagined.In this way, some people lose the enthusiasm of beginners and the determination to practice hard for a long time.They gradually despised the foreign language books and learning tools they owned, and only listened to or looked at them occasionally, and then they were covered with dust, and then they might just be a kind of material existence at home.

People may have temporary satisfaction in material pursuits, but there is no end to spiritual pursuits. This is like climbing a mountain, and people always hope to reach a higher peak.For a person who really loves learning, the path of knowledge always attracts him to pursue and open up.But this road is long and rugged, and our walking requires great patience. Maybe some roads go a long way and return to the original point, and everything has to start again.In fact, the same is true for learning English. The knowledge you have learned needs to be constantly reviewed to lay a solid foundation, so that the application of listening, speaking, reading, writing, and translation is possible.

Language is a bridge connecting hearts, a rainbow across space, and a bond of peace and friendship.The world is so vast and beautiful, and it would be such a joy to be able to communicate with people from different countries and nationalities in a foreign language.I think as long as you have a wish in your heart and persist in creative learning, your most beautiful dream will come true. Now, I want to open the book The Diving Bell and the Butterfly again and listen to Bobby's heart. He said, away from the noise, when the silence falls, I can hear butterflies flying over my head.When I hear them, you must be silent and concentrate, because the flapping of their wings is extremely slight, and a little heavier breathing will drown out this sound...