I Am a Literary Giant in Russia

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Congratulations to the author for reaching 10,000 orders! It is quite difficult to create online articles on the subject of copying official documents, which requires a high level of literary skills and the ability to control materials. If the use of classic works is not natural enough, it will easily lead to a sense of imbalance like "flowers stuck in cow dung", which will become a flaw in the work. However, the author comes from a professional background and is able to transplant and reconstruct literary materials with ease, which is heartbreaking. However, compared to the stunning opening chapter, the last dozen chapters are a bit more straightforward and less ups and downs. After careful consideration, it may be attributed to the following three points: First, the selected works gradually shifted from serious literature such as "Wanka" and "Trouble" to popular literature such as "Sherlock Holmes" and "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea". This does not mean that popular literature is bad - it is fast-paced and highly receptive. If the subsequent protagonist takes a grassroots route or participates in the revolution, it can indeed be an effective foreshadowing. But at present, it seems that such entertainment-oriented works are slightly weak in arousing deep social resonance, which also leads to the second point. Secondly, the influence of the transcript content on other characters in the work has weakened. Compare "Wanka" and "A Study in Blood". The former is obviously more likely to trigger readers' reflection on society and themselves, which in turn will lead to spiritual improvement. At the beginning, this article uses this type of ideological literary work to show how literature changes readers in the fictional world and also allows real readers to feel the power of literature. In recent chapters, this clue of "literature changes people" has been weakened. Although popular works have increased the popularity of the protagonist, they lack the touch on the character's heart and thoughts. It is easy to fall into the repetitive pattern of "the protagonist appears everywhere and is sought after by everyone", which will inevitably lead to aesthetic fatigue. Thirdly, the interaction and influence between characters are the main driving force for the development of the plot. Take the online novel "Shao Song" as an example. Its success lies in the continuous mutual influence between the protagonist and the supporting characters: Zhao Jiu treats Han Shizhong with courage, and Han Shizhong repays him with military exploits. As the plot progresses, Han Shizhong takes credit and prides himself, and Zhao Jiu's attitude towards him changes from pure trust to a combination of kindness and power. This two-way shaping makes the characters more three-dimensional and the plot more tense. In the early stages of this article, there were similar highlights in the creation of characters such as Belinsky and Turgenev, but the recent character relationship network has become slightly static and lacks such growth and change. The above is my humble opinion. If there is any reference, I would be honored.

How can people write so well! Because of this work, I am looking forward to tomorrow!

I really want to say that the writing may be too outline in some places. Of course, it is also very possible. It is true that some readers are the audience for this form of presentation. (I don't mind it very much, but I feel like I really noticed it myself) Let me give you an example, such as Chapter 87. I can totally enjoy it and understand it, but this kind of development always feels too hasty. All I can understand is that Hakimi, who was obviously only one of the later main creators, was pushed to become the leader. He should be able to use a specific plot, such as who comes, visits and bumps into the protagonist, and then says something to the protagonist, and then accidentally discovers it. In other words, from another perspective, the protagonist's friends are chatting with someone and how the story unfolds. Maybe this is my way of praising the author for not being verbose. It's obviously a good opportunity with such a good word count, but it's not good enough. But the same kind of plot presentation can also prolong the so-called coolness. I don't know, but it might not be relevant but I still want to mention it. Of course, in fact, Chapter 87 is irrelevant and harmless, because I also felt that there are some places that can be written in a "watery" way, but I just brought it through in a descriptive way. The rhythm seemed "too bright"?

Come on

Reminder, the protagonist's article and the novel are two different things. I feel that this thread is a bit unclear.

Author, can you write a book?

"In Russian literature, either the author suffers, or the characters suffer, or the reader suffers while reading. If any two of these three suffer - then it is a good work; if all three suffer - then it is a masterpiece of literature"

Zhou Mengdie's Russian name is Mikhail. Born in the suburbs of St. Petersburg, Russia, he was a son of the Han family. His father died early, and when he was young, he saw the difficulties of living for the people, and he had the ambition to help the world, so he studied hard, studied hard, and entered the imperial college in Russia. His mother and sister lived frugally to provide for his education. However, everything in the capital was expensive, so he only rented a shabby room and lived in it, curling up on a couch. Russia has a cold winter, with heavy snowstorms, and often several feet of snow accumulate overnight. Even so, when I go to school, I only need a fur coat and a cup of hot tea. He was in a difficult situation, but he was motivated to learn, and he kept writing. His writings were compassionate, pointed out the ills of the times, and his words touched people's hearts, so he became famous. At that time, people invited him to attend banquets, and composed poems during the banquet. Masters in the capital competed to pass them on and copied them. The powerful and powerful people were proud to have read his poems first. The powerful use it as a bait, hoping to use it as a way to advance their career by writing flattery. No matter whether it is explicit or implicit, Mi Shi pretends to be incomprehensible and just bows his head to gluttony. An acquaintance named Turgenev explained: "Mikhail was extremely filial, and all his salary and money went to his mother. He often lacked food, so he ate more during banquets, and he was not rejecting people." The Tu family was a son of a wealthy Rakshasa, and he is now famous in Western Europe for his articles. After graduating, Mi Shi traveled to various countries in Europe, and there must be some shocking works wherever he went. The kings and nobles of Europe and the earth strive to be honored guests; the literati and poets are proud to make friends with them. Today's English literary giants Dickens and Oscar Wilde, as well as the French literary leaders Balzac and Alexandre Dumas, are all his friends. Mikhail is good at gambling, and every time he wins, he will not change even though he is in Europe. The wealthy dandies in Western Europe heard it but did not believe it, so they gathered together to compete with him. Mikhail welcomed him with a smile. Every time he got a thousand pieces of gold, he always told him about it, fearing that he would be burdened too much. People at that time called him "The Thousand Pound Master". At that time, although the Mi family was famous all over the world and had abundant wealth and silk, they regarded it as a shield and devoted themselves to helping the poor. But when I play games with my close friends, I get rid of all the fun in my pocket. There was a case where a scribe and Mikhail Bo were defeated, and they raised a case and shouted: "I want your life!" It was passed down as a joke for a while. When he returned from Europe, there was a general in Russia who had been founded by Peter the Great. A man named Danielevsky valued his talent and wanted to marry his daughter, but he was jealous of the jealous one. Many of Russia's arresting officials took the unworthy sons of eunuchs to fill their positions. This generation always respected their reputation and integrity, although they did not intend to do so, but they had no choice but to do so. By the time he arrived at his home, he had already reported the change for a long time. The people who volunteered to guard the area came one after another. All the arresting officials were sweating and were so wary that they dared not move forward. Mikhail stood out from the crowd and said, "How can I burden you all by doing this?" So he went with the officials. Then he was imprisoned and tortured for dozens of days. The cruelty was unspeakable. Seeing that Mi was steadfast and unyielding, Xiaoxiao threatened him with false punishment and wanted to make false accusations. Mi's expression was calm and upright, so that he could not succeed in his plan. However, the emperor of Russia was very stupid. He was so angry that he was ashamed of his country's mistakes, so he was angry and forced him to a bitter and cold place several miles away, that is, Siberia. Siberia is located in the north of Northeast China, where dripping water turns into ice. It is twice as cold as Ninggu Pagoda and Shangyang Fort. Not even one person survives after being displaced, and every Russian becomes pale without hearing about it. Many relatives and friends urged him to apologize and not to bury him in the wind and snow. Mi's stern day said: "I am not guilty, how can I admit it?" On the day of migration, those who received his kindness, the old and the weak, women and children were stuck in the road, fighting for money, silk, clothing and food. It is known to the public that he will be divided among his fellow prisoners, and even though he escorts the soldiers, he will benefit a lot from them. (Oh, my dear friend, you ask me where the rest is? I put the rest in the author's mind, please go and get it yourself!) (I know that I wrote a lot of things in a mess, please don't scold me too harshly 😭😭😭)

While Nadya was reading the letter?

In Russia, there are writers who are called Mikhail Romanovich Raskolnikov, the first person of Russian literature in modern times. He was born in a humble family and was eager to learn. He had to study at the Imperial Academy in the capital. He studied law at work and learned it by heart. He learned the languages ​​​​of various countries. He was especially proficient in Chinese. He admired the teachings of the Chinese kings. He was familiar with the classics. He often recited the poems of Taibai Shaoling and imitated them. He was good at novels and poems, and his writings were praised by everyone. From noble officials to common people, they all read him and called him Neng. Mi opened a bookstore to collect literature from hundreds of schools, while Petersburg and Luoyang were rich in paper and rich in Tao Zhu. In the twenty-sixth year of Daoguang's reign, he visited France, England, and Germany. He was an indefatigable writer, wrote the drama "La Traviata" and wrote the novel "The Case of Fuchs". Next year, he returned to the country by boat, his fame was high in the court, and he was able to see the Russian emperor and the prince at a banquet. The prince asked, what do you think will happen to Western Europe? Mi replied: It will be a revolution. The rich and powerful are luxurious, the common people are in poverty, and there are people like the fierce kings. What's the point of not revolution? Soon there was a revolution in Europe, and the Czar was afraid of it. He guarded the people's mouth more than the river, and ordered that loyal words be blocked. Mi had great ambitions as an ancient benevolent man, and he acted in harmony with the Gangfeng. He openly wrote about the serious harm of serfdom in writing, and also inspired morale with "Haiyan". The Russian emperor was so angry that he had Siqu insist on him and tied him to jail. The Russian emperor was hypocritical, intending to kill Mi's pride and force him with guns, but he was not afraid and predicted that he would not die. The consequences were like this. The Russians thought they were gods and could not let their evil go unchecked, so Mi's family traveled 12,000 miles to the North Sea of ​​Suwu, where he became famous. The Mi family opened a school in Yicheng to relieve the suffering, fight bears with bare hands, educate the barbarians, and win the hearts of the people. Then they went to the city of Kyaktu and made friends with Yunzhang, the Chang family of the Shanxi merchants, who were often greatly surprised. Mi named himself Zhou Mengdie, which means Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. When people asked him about his love poem, he said, "I have great ambition to sacrifice myself, and I dare to make the sun and moon change the sky." Although he was far away from the rivers and lakes, the kings of the temple still heard his voice, and they were very grateful. If he was evil, he would be sentenced to surveillance and hard labor. Mi was always alert and wise, so he rode on horseback and sailed across the mountains and ridges thousands of miles to Echeng, where he boarded an American whaler. However, the evil officials of the Tsar could not pursue him, so he sailed across the sea.

Mikhail's illness is getting worse day by day, and he will never look back. All relatives and relatives came to greet me. Five followers shuttled over to accompany Doctor (①Doctor) in getting the medicine. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, doctors stopped prescribing any medicine. Mira, the housekeeper, was called up from the countryside. He was so ill that he couldn't speak for three days in a row. In the evening, a room full of people was crowded, and a lamp was lit on the table. The phlegm in Mikhail's throat made a loud noise, and he couldn't stop breathing without making a sound. He even took his hand out of the quilt and stretched out two fingers. Turgenev stepped forward and asked: "Raskolnikov, don't you have two more bragging plots that you haven't told me to understand?" He shook his head two or three times. Belinsky stepped forward and asked: "Romanovich, are there two revolutionaries missing and never met?" His eyes widened, he shook his head hard a few more times, and pointed more tightly. Dostoyevsky held the Encyclopedia of Gambling Skills and said, "Mikhail thinks it's because the two poker friends are not here, so he misses them so much." After hearing this, he closed his eyes and shook his head, but his hand just pointed without moving. Nadya hurriedly wiped away her tears, stepped forward and said: "Misha, what others say is irrelevant, only I know what you mean! You are worried because the editor's bag contains two updates of manuscripts, and you are afraid that the readers will be too beautiful. I will just take out one update now." After that, she hurriedly walked over and took out one update. When everyone looked at Mikhail, they nodded, lowered their hands, and immediately lost their breath.

The front part is real, and the back part is a meow I made up, but it would be better if the old horse is real.

The Russians probably couldn't get by without doing some art indoors during the long winter. In addition, the party leaders during the Soviet Union believed that art should be for the masses, liked by the masses, and participated by the masses. Therefore, the working class and farmers in peasant-worker cooperatives will actively participate in various artistic activities on their rest days. This created a state of vigorous artistic germs in the Soviet Union and later Russia. Today I want to share with you some Russian sculptures. There is no need for professional comments or visual expressions. I only post it, you just read it, if it touches you, just like it under the picture. (Note that there are different angles of the same sculpture to allow everyone to appreciate it more intuitively and concretely. I can only post ten pictures in this article, so I post them in the reply page.)

I want to see the protagonist be exiled to Siberia. Can the author satisfy me?

Make money. Get in good health and go to Siberia Write a book. Get a charge to go to Siberia Make friends. You can go to Siberia after gaining united front value (without being directly attacked) 🙂 The protagonist charges towards Siberia personally A very orthodox way to travel to Siberia

I bought two copies, Crime and Punishment and The Brothers Karamazov, but I didn't dare to read them. There is always a kind of suffering, a kind of dilemma in Russian literature, wading through the mud in the ice and snow, as if Yu Hua's life was too painful.

People who like to click through all the comments are really bothered. Obviously the novels are well written, but there are always strange people in the comments section who teach the protagonist how to do things, teach the author how to do things, and have sexual fantasies. They seem to only like to read cool articles about assembly lines, but they have to go to the comment sections of other articles to find a sense of presence. There are only a few people shitting everywhere. Originally, I could just block it myself, but because there is no similar function, I have to log out and click in and out again several times.

I have already exercised and prepared to dig potatoes.

Hakimi, this handsome, rich woman reaper

1903, Irkutsk, Novouda village. At the end of Tsarist Russia's Siberian exile system, in October, the cold winter has begun. The traffic here is extremely congested, let alone the Trans-Siberian Railway that was "symbolically completed" three months ago. Apart from two legs, the only thing with wheels that can be seen is probably the occasional stage carriage. Today, as the bells of the horses rang again, a man with dark medium-long hair and a beard appeared. A young man with a serious and hesitant expression. Being thrown into a cage in this wilderness to survive. The person who came to receive him was a peasant woman named Martha. She was in her thirties, but she felt that she had entered old age. "Come with me." It was obviously not the first time she had done this, and she led the young man to two farmhouses in a familiar manner. The log farmhouse walls are extremely thick, and the gaps are filled with soil and moss. "You sleep here." What surprised the young man was that in his imagination, it should be a place with hay. But it was a strange-looking earthen platform with a clay stove and chimney. There was even a bedding on it. --This was much better than he expected. But he still had no confidence that he could escape from this vast wilderness. He had found out clearly along the way that the military police would come to check at noon from time to time, and the chance of escape was extremely small. The only exception is during the winter when heavy snows block roads. But at that time, I walked out of Siberia on two legs. It's tantamount to committing suicide. This is not his hometown, a small grape-producing town in central Georgia. Even the coldest winter can't compare with the early winter here. He thought back on his years, from Tbilisi to Batumi, and then to Baku. Found a newspaper and organize workers' strikes. In Georgia, the struggle was relatively smooth, and the strike organized at the Rothschild family oil refinery in Batumi was a complete victory. But Tsarist Russia is different after all. It's much more cruel here. A country that treats people as "grey animals". --Is this actually my burial place? Even though his father died of alcoholism when he was young, and his mother, a serf, worked hard to raise him with a strong character, at this moment, he couldn't help but feel hesitant and desperate. Just when he was looking at the flames in the furnace in trance. Martha came over again, and this time she actually put down a small box. He said to the young man mysteriously: "This is left by the people who lived here before. Let us give it to those who come later. Be careful when reading it and don't let the military police look at it." In addition to a few anthologies and novels, the most eye-catching thing in the box is a small booklet with a white cover. The booklet has been thumbed through and the fibers are slightly fluffy, but it is still clean. He looked around, then opened the title page of the book. He was startled at first, and then his eyes became brighter and brighter. He eagerly turned to the first chapter. "All classes in Tsarist Russian society..." The expression is still serious, but no longer confused. ………… A year later, one day when the road was blocked by heavy snow. The young man stepped on the sled, carrying the supplies he had finally saved, and waved goodbye to Masha Litvintsev and his wife. Turn around and walk towards the windy and snowy sky, as if you have made some kind of determination. The sentence on the title page of the white album reappeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but sing it softly, using that familiar melody - "There has never been a savior, nor does it depend on a fairy emperor. To create human happiness, it all depends on ourselves." (——To his later comrade, Mikhail Romanovich Raskolnikov)

When I saw that the French AI next door was removed from the list, I was shocked, but fortunately, our Hakimi still has real talent and learning.

Now the anti-intellectual pseudo-historical theory on the Internet has evolved from the Yongle Dadian to the Chinese Protoss and Goatmen Assuming that Hakimi really exists, what will be his image in the pseudo-historical theory?

Update quickly, or I will kill you! 😆

I'm convinced. Two of the three literary giants in my bookshelf were killed by the AI. Tsk, you're the only one left.

There are thunderstorms everywhere, and I feel relieved to see that Lao Ma's book is still on the list.

The author turned on the anti-theft function, but I can't see it anymore.

Belinsky: "Do you know that you are a poet, and a real poet!"

Chapter 500: Writing a Fate Extra

This book and the French one were published at the same time. This one has more than 30 chapters unread, and that one has more than 120 chapters...