Klingsor's Last Summer

"The Last Summer of Klingsor" is a novella written by Hermann Hesse in 1919. As one of his representative works in the transformation period of "inward exploration", this work is like a rich and colorful Impressionist oil painting, which hides the shadow of death in the ultimate splendor and interrogates the essence of existence in a sensory carnival. This short but profound work is not only Hesse's poetic response to the spiritual ruins of postwar Europe, but also a philosophical carnival about life, art and death. Rereading "Klingsor's Last Summer" in this era reshaped by plague and war, you will find that Hesse gave a revelation that transcends time and space a hundred years ago: When the dusk of civilization falls, perhaps only being like Klingsor, living with density while knowing the ephemeral, and creating eternity while embracing the disappearance, is the real antidote to nothingness. This work, which burns with the embers of summer, ultimately leaves behind not the ashes of death, but the phoenix of artistic nirvana.

Hermann Hesse's "Klingsor's Last Summer" is like a splendid firework, blooming in the ruins after the war with the fantasy of life. Hesse expressed his personal trauma in writing, using strong colors and poetic language, and used Klingsor's body to question the ultimate meaning of existence and art. In his writing, Klingsor "burns" himself in an attempt to let his soul break out of the encirclement. The overturned palette-like world in his works is a metaphor for the transcendence of broken reality - life is doomed to disappear, and only love and creation can create eternity.

The second time I read Hesse's work, it was much better than the first book Steppenwolf. At least it was not completely incomprehensible. I really liked the poetic sentences in the book. This book felt like Hesse's own redemption and the product of self-healing. When Klingsor knew that his life was about to end, he did not fall into despair, but chose to burn with abandon. I think this was his hot summer. I can't help but think of my summer, the summer called youth. At that time, I just wanted to finish the college entrance examination early and run for freedom, but I didn't expect that I would miss the past time at this moment. The first time we met, the first love, those were the most beautiful years. I hope our life can be as passionate and unrestrained as Klingsor's summer, without despair, and some will always survive in desperate situations, let us rush to the mountains and seas together [laughs]

You can actually see Klingsor in the same frame as Li Bai and Du Fu, which can be regarded as crossing the century and breaking the dimension. I don't quite understand it, but I feel a little sad and hopeless. I like Hesse's description of color and his attitude towards death. Life is the same as death, it's no big deal. DeepSeek said: Klingsor eventually passed away with Xia Tian, ​​but his struggle has long transcended individual destiny. When he said, "If I die, the world will die; then I will cross the ocean of the world to pick a new sun." Hesse has revealed the most profound power of art: the body is mortal, but the creator will be reborn in the work. Everyone who insists on painting roses in the desolation is the successor of Klingsor - resisting nothingness with love, carving the infinite in the limited, until they salvage their own sun from the undercurrent of time. 🌞 Just like the translator's tribute: "You return from the ruins of war to the ruins of life." And above these ruins, the tranquil blue will eventually rise. 🎨

Klingsor's most beautiful paintings that bloom with life as fuel, a truly living person, his life is made of brilliant colors, this is his last summer, but summer never ends

It is beautifully written, and you can feel the heat of summer and the aroma of wine when you open the book. This summer is the summer of nature, and it is also the summer of Klingsor's life. When people love something and pay for it, they are passionate and happy, and their whole life cheers for those moments. The only regret may be that I am a bit incapable of accepting the exaggerated and complicated expressions of foreign literature, so I didn't remember anything after reading it.

This is a good book (≧∇≦*) When I first saw the name and introduction, I felt that this was a book tailor-made for me. Although there are audio books, it is not suitable for me. This type of book, I think if I use audio books, it will make me distracted. In the end, I will not remember the content after listening to it. I saw in the comments that some people thought that there were too many descriptions of the environment, and many of the descriptions were a bit unreal. I thought so too at first. However, later I suddenly felt that this way of writing was simply wonderful, and maybe it would not be a good use in other books. However, Klingsor himself is a weird and wonderful person, and his thoughts are all over the place, so this way of writing made me feel like I was brought into his perspective, with a strange feeling of the coexistence of first-person and second-person. Moreover, Klingsor is a famous person, and he is difficult to understand, but easy to understand. Although there are many people who feel after reading a certain paragraph that this book is really difficult to read, and they don't understand anything after reading it before. But I think maybe you should take a deeper look, not just a quick glance, but a deep look, with questions about what kind of person he is. Overall, Klingsor is just an ordinary person. At first, I thought he was very casual and unrestrained, and he could do whatever he wanted. Later, I felt that I was no different from ordinary people, and I was very similar to Li Bai. In Li Changzhi's book, it was written that Li Bai had a deep sense of loneliness, his pursuit was particularly strong, his pain was particularly deep, and Li Bai's pain of not being able to display his talent. These are the same as Klingsor. They are also like ordinary people, they both reach the same destination through different paths. From this point of view, Klingsor and Li Bai are close friends, and Klingsor and I are also close friends, so it is not surprising that I often talk about Li Bai. In short, I think this is a book that provides advice to those who are lonely, those who are in pain and helpless, those who are afraid of death, and those who are confused about the future. There are many places worthy of learning in the book, such as Klingsor's belief in living every day as the last day, such as not always throwing negative emotions at friends, but giving and taking from each other. In addition, I think love is a good thing. Like Klingsor, I also like to draw. It is a blessing in life to be able to do what you like after studying or working. I am very happy that I am such a person, and I also hope that you are such a person *^_^*

Many things are incomprehensible, like stories and books.

It is a very philosophical book. Even if you don't think about anything and just enjoy the words, it is very good. He is so good at writing about scenery. After reading a paragraph, it seems that a vivid and colorful world appears in front of you.

One day, the breeze will blow over my tombstone. One day, my ashes will be scattered with your hands. And my existence will be wiped out by the wind.

2027.6.29 "Join me in a toast: to our limbs and our organs! May they live forever!" Purple is a protest against death, and cinnabar is a mockery of decline. Everything at that time belonged to Klingsor.

The sentences describing the natural environment in the first half are so beautiful. The following chapters are very profound. I also feel the same way about internalization. The last chapter ends abruptly. The description angle and perspective are unique and thought-provoking.

The following is my reaction after reading this book. I think this book is divided into four stages. First of all, the first stage talks about the meaning of death and life, describing Klingsor's burning and revelry at the last moment of his life and the process of no longer fearing death. The self-portraits he drew include his own face in different time periods and include all the emotions of a person's life. Secondly, the second stage of tornado tells the story of the tornado in the village where I lived in my childhood. Here I think tornado refers to the invasion of war or the development of the times that destroys the memory of the village. The main theme expresses the regret and recollection of the passing of childhood, such as chasing lizards but never finding the joy and meaning of childhood. "At this time, there seems to be a bottomless gap between me and my childhood. This is no longer the hometown I am familiar with. Those warm or stupid pasts have left me. Shortly after that, when I left this place to grow into a real man and truly face my life, the first sketch of my life left here also went with it. "It is the hometown that I can't go back to." After that comes the third stage, which is about listening to one's own heart. It unfolds by telling the scientific dispute between Friedrich and Alvin and the small pottery object. The core is that "the outside is nothingness, and the inside is also nothingness, so what is outside is also inside." (The difference between inside and outside is just our thinking inertia, not necessary. Our consciousness has the ability to cross the boundaries we have drawn for ourselves and see new insights and thoughts across all the opposite objects that make up the world). That is, the inside and outside are connected, and we must learn to listen to our inner voice. The final fourth stage is the understanding of human beings, which can be said to be a criticism and satire of this society. It depicts the human beings from the perspective of animals and finds that human beings, two-legged beasts, are depraved, hypocritical, despicable, and stupid. How can such ugly people wear a flashy and artificial appearance and live without restrictions? It is a reflection and examination of the world I think this book first understands the macro concept of death in reverse order and then infiltrates it with the meaning of life. Looking back on the years and experiences of this life, I find that only the uninfected pure land of childhood is clear, but it is also the hometown that cannot be returned. It leads people to listen to their inner voices. Everything on the outside can deceive. Only your own heart cannot deceive you. The appearance will become ugly in the big dye vat of this society. (This realization made me realize a point from the readers of the paragraph review, and then I copied it and summarized it and wrote it [heartfelt]) Finally, I learned the insights about friendship from this book: "But Louis doesn't like to see these weaknesses and fragility. Because these will make him feel painful and need his sympathy and understanding. Klingsor has become accustomed to opening his heart to his friends, but he did not realize that doing so would gradually make him lose this friend. "Every time he tells it is an exchange of energy, the cage in his heart, no one can break it, unless he changes himself. But why do you lose friends after constantly confiding? It's because if you think about it from another perspective, when you hear the pain and sorrow of your friends, will you still share your warm and positive side? On the contrary, it may make you lower your energy. A person's negative emotions bring you the power of drowning, so you will not be very happy with him. The one who can really help you get through difficult times is always your inner full self. No one will stay here forever and play the role of a doctor for a person who is pessimistic and stagnant.

The description of summer is very contagious, vivid and rich, and the use of language and rhetoric is very exquisite and wonderful.

I haven't read a literary work in a long time. The description of scenery in it is very good. I feel that this work focuses on the in-depth description of people's hearts. Maybe my level is limited and I can't read the special story, but the description of the atmosphere is very good. I recommend reading it.

Every feeling is good and excellent, including hatred, envy, jealousy, and cruelty. We live in this world relying on these pitiful and beautiful emotions. Every feeling of being despised and discarded is like a star being extinguished.

After watching "Klingsor's Last Summer", I felt as if something in my body was ignited, but then extinguished at the same moment. Hesse writes about the last summer in a person's life, the last and only chance to stand on the edge of a cliff and throw himself into the sky with all his strength. Klingsor knew this was the last summer, so he stopped counting the days and counted every heartbeat, every ray of light, every woman's gaze. There is eternal greeting in that gaze, but also devastating hostility. Love can never be warm, it wants two souls to burn at the same time. How Klingsor finally died, and whether he really died, I think, is revealed to us in the final chapter, which seems unrelated to Klingsor's story. The so-called life and death, white and black, good and evil, and even time itself are all illusions in which people trap themselves. The secret of life is to turn inside and outside upside down, cross the boundaries drawn by oneself, and let the past and future exist simultaneously in the blood of the moment. So Klingsor hummed relaxing songs in the midst of decline, drank fragrant spirits in fear, and lived like an explosion in the last summer. This summer is indeed too short. But luckily it's short.

This is about life, about love, about what Klingsor loves and loves him, about fanaticism, about fear of death... Because of loving life, one hates and fears death, and because of loving life, one accepts the coming of the end, just as Klingsor's "Du Fu" friend wrote for him, "One day, the breeze will blow over my grave." This is a "fanatical and fateful summer", which is about enjoying life, hating life and loving life when knowing that death is coming. It is every color on the palette and every self's past in the self-portrait. I personally feel that it is similar to the feeling brought to me by Hesse's "Demian". It is an inner struggle manifested in literature. It's about the world's evaluation of Klingsor, the evaluation of Klingsor's paintings, the controversy about Klingsor, and the self-portrait of Klingsor. They are all the imagination of Klingsor, or Hesse, which is the externalization of the heart. It is a description of the controversy that will arise after death to express one's own complexity (what am I talking about...)

Klingsor's remembrance of art and death is moving, and the description and glossing of the environment in the article are also wonderful. It is a book worth reading.

Li Taibai, someone resonates with you and wants to drink wine with you, write poems together, and talk about everything in summer. Do you hear me?

"In my heart," he sang, "I am like a golden ball, like a church dome where people kneel, people pray, the walls glow with gold, the Savior bleeds in the old frescoes, the heart of the Virgin Mary bleeds. We bleed too, others, these lost souls, these stars and comets, Seven swords, fourteen swords pierce our breasts. I love you, blond and brunette, I love you all, even mediocrities, you are all miserable souls like me, all miserable children and bastard demigods like drunken Klingsor. I salute you, too - a wonderful death!"

Diluting pain through the beautiful things in the world and a grand world view is a required course in our life. After reading "Klingsor's Last Summer", I felt as if summer had been extended, the chirping of cicadas was still melodious, or my love for life had extended infinitely. If you like gorgeous text and picturesque text, you can read this book.

I bought the physical book, but I didn't expect it to be on Tomato... Very nice

In this fleeting life, you can enjoy and create as much as you like, but in the end, at most, this life is just singing one song after another. Only those with integrity and confidence can have a clear understanding and understanding of their own feelings and the "importance" and consequences of all their actions. They tend to have faith in life and will never do anything they will regret tomorrow or for the rest of their lives. It's a pity that I am not such a person. What I do and think is another kind of person who does not believe in tomorrow and regards every day as the last day. ——"Klingsor's Last Summer" May 8, 2026 Ershiliu

A lot of philosophical thinking can collide with the author's thoughts when he wrote these words during reading and thinking, and can bring a lot of ideological guidance to my shallow life experience.

It is a beautiful book. Most of it contains sentences describing scenes, which can be excerpted for composition and imitation. The content of the book is also related to philosophy. I sincerely recommend it and it is very healing. I also got into "Hesse literature" from this book. After reading this book for the second time, the beautiful passages still linger in my heart... Posting a comment is a tribute to Mr. Hesse.

It's well written, but I just don't know what [what] this book is trying to express.

The cry of death, the passion of life, and the appeal of the soul are as tough as steel and immortal.

Summer will come to an end, and life will also have an end, but if it is over, it will not be a disappointment. In the limited time, feel and love all the colors in the world. Hesse's hot summer elegy✨ Knowing that the end is coming, I still burn with passion. Pain and romance coexist, and beneath the carnival is a lonely soul. Accept the passing and seize every moment. .

It builds a different world, more realistic than fairy tales, more dreamy than reality, and a space unique to the author.