读《钻石宝地》有感.docx

读《钻石宝地》有感
whengoingdownthetigrisandeuphratesriversmanyyearsagowithapartyofenglishtravelersifoundmyselfunderthedirectionofanoldarabguidewhomwehiredupatbaghdad，andihaveoftenthoughthowthatguideresembledourbarbersincertainmentalcharacteristics.hethoughtthatitwasnotonlyhisdutytoguideusdownthoserivers，anddowhathewaspaidfordoing，buttoentertainuswithstoriescuriousandweird，ancientandmodernstrange，andfamiliar.manyofthemihaveforgotten，andiamgladihave，butthereisoneishallneverforget.theoldguidewasleadingmycamelbyitshalteralongthebanksofthoseancientrivers，andhetoldmestoryafterstoryuntiligrewwearyofhisstory-tellingandceasedtolisten.ihaveneverbeenirritatedwiththatguidewhenhelosthistemperasiceasedlistening.butirememberthathetookoffhisturkishcapandswungitinacircletogetmyattention.icouldseeitthroughthecornerofmyeye，butideterminednottolookstraightathimforfearhewouldtellanotherstory.butalthoughiamnotawoman，ididfinallylook，andassoonasididhewentrightintoanotherstory.saidhe，“iwilltellyouastorynowwhichireserveformyparticularfriends.”whenheemphasizedthewords“particularfriends，”ilistenedandihaveeverbeengladidid.ireallyfeeldevoutlythankful，thatthereare1，674youngmenwhohavebeencarriedthroughcollegebythislecturewhoarealsogladthatididlisten.
theoldguidetoldmethatthereoncelivednotfarfromtheriverindusanancientpersianbythenameofalihafed.hesaidthatalihafedownedaverylargefarm;thathehadorchards，grain-fields，andgardens;thathehadmoneyatinterestandwasawealthyandcontentedman.onedaytherevisitedthatoldpersianfarmeroneofthoseancientbuddhistpriests，oneofthewisemenoftheeast.hesatdownbythefireandtoldtheoldfarmerhowthisoldworldofourswasmade.。
hesaidthatthisworldwasonceamerebankoffog，andthatthealmightythrusthisfingerintothisbankoffog，andbeganslowlytomovehisfingeraround，increasingthespeeduntilatlasthewhirledthisbankoffogintoasolidballoffire.thenitwentrollingthroughtheuniverse，burningitswaythroughotherbanksoffog，andcondensedthemoisturewithout，untilitfellinfloodsofrainuponitshotsurface，andcooledtheoutwardcrust.thentheinternalfiresburstingoutwardthroughthecrustthrewupthemountainsandhills，thevalleys，theplainsandprairiesofthiswonderfulworldofours.ifthisinternalmoltenmasscameburstingoutandcooledveryquickly，itbecamegranite;lessquicklycopper，lessquicklysilver，lessquicklygold，and，aftergold，diamondsweremade.saidtheoldpriest，“adiamondisacongealeddropofsunlight.”nowthatisliterallyscientificallytrue，thatadiamondisanactualdepositofcarbonfromthesun.
theoldpriesttoldalihafedthatifhehadonediamondthesizeofhisthumbhecouldpurchasethecounty，andifthehadamineofdiamondshecouldplacehischildrenuponthronesthroughtheinfluenceoftheirgreatwealth.alihafedheardallaboutdiamonds，howmuchtheywereworth，andwenttohisbedthatnightapoorman.hehadnotlostanything，buthewaspoorbecausehewasdiscontented，anddiscontentedbecausehefearedhewaspoor.hesaid，“iwantamineofdiamonds，”andhelayawakeallnight.earlyinthemorninghesoughtoutthepriest.iknowbyexperiencethatapriestisverycrosswhenawakenedearlyinthemorning，andwhenheshookthatoldpriestoutofhisdreams，alihafedsaidtohim：
"willyoutellmewhereifinddiamonds。”
"diamonds。whatdoyouwantwithdiamonds。”
“why，iwishtobeimmenselyrich.”
“well，then，goalongandfindthem.thatisallyouhavetodo;goandfindthem，andthenyouhavethem.”
“butidon’tknowwheretogo.”
“well，ifyouwillfindariverthatrunsthroughwhitesands，betweenhighmountains，inthosewhitesandsyouwillalwaysfinddiamonds.”
“idon’tbelievethereisanysuchriver.”
“ohyes，thereareplentyofthem.allyouhavetodoistogoandfindthem，andthenyouhavethem.”
saidalihafed，“iwillgo.”
sohesoldhisfarm，collectedhismoney，lefthisfamilyinchargeofaneighbor，andawayhewentinsearchofdiamonds.hebeganhissearch，veryproperlytomymind，atthemountainsofthemoon.afterwardhecamearoundintopalestine，thenwanderedonintoeurope，andatlastwhenhismoneywasallspentandhewasinrags，wretchedness，andpoverty，hestoodontheshoreofthatbayatbarcelona，inspain，whenagreattidalwavecamerollinginbetweenthepillarsofhercules，andthepoor，afflicted，suffering，dyingmancouldnotresisttheawfultemptationtocasthimselfintothatincomingtide，andhesankbeneathitsfoamingcrest，nevertoriseinthislifeagain.
thenafterthatoldguidehadtoldmethatawfullysadstory，hestoppedthecameliwasridingonandwentbacktofixthebaggagethatwascomingoffanothercamel，andihadanopportunitytomuseoverhisstorywhilehewasgone.iremembersayingtomyself，“whydidhereservethatstoryforhis‘particularfriends’。”thereseemedtobenobeginning，nomiddle，noend，nothingtoit.。
thatwasthefirststoryihadeverheardtoldinmylife，andwouldbethefirstoneieverread，inwhichtheherowaskilledinthefirstchapter.ihadbutonechapterofthatstory，andtheherowasdead.whentheguidecamebackandtookupthehalterofmycamel，hewentrightaheadwiththestory，intothesecondchapter，justasthoughtherehadbeennobreak.
themanwhopurchasedalihafed’sfarmonedayledhiscamelintothegardentodrink，andasthatcamelputitsnoseintotheshallowwaterofthatgardenbrook，alihafed’ssuccessornoticedacuriousflashoflightfromthewhitesandsofthestream.hepulledoutablackstonehavinganeyeoflightreflectingallthehuesoftherainbow.hetookthepebbleintothehouseandputitonthemantelwhichcoversthecentralfires，andforgotallaboutit.
afewdayslaterthissameoldpriestcameintovisitalihafed’ssuccessor，andthemomentheopenedthatdrawing-roomdoorhesawthatflashoflightonthemantel，andherusheduptoit，andshouted：
“hereisadiamond。hasalihafedreturned。”
“ohno，alihafedhasnotreturned，andthatisnotadiamond.thatisnothingbutastonewefoundrightouthereinourowngarden.”
“but，”saidthepriest，“itellyouiknowadiamondwheniseeit.iknowpositivelythatisadiamond.”
thentogethertheyrushedoutintothatoldgardenandstirredupthewhitesandswiththeirfingers，andlo。therecameupothermorebeautifulandvaluablegemsthenthefirst.“thus，”saidtheguidetome，“wasdiscoveredthediamond-mineofgolconda，themostmagnificentdiamond-mineinallthehistoryofmankind，excellingthekimberlyitself.thekohinoor，andtheorloffofthecrownjewelsofenglandandrussia，thelargestonearth，camefromthatmine.”
whenthatoldarabguidetoldmethesecondchapterofhisstory，hethentookoffhisturkishcapandswungitaroundintheairagaintogetmyattentiontothemoral.thosearabguideshavemoralstotheirstories，althoughtheyarenotalwaysmoral.asheswunghishat，hesaidtome，“hadalihafedremainedathomeandduginhisowncellar，orunderneathhisownwheatfieldsorinhisowngarden，insteadofwretchedness，starvation，anddeathbysuicideinastrangeland，hewouldhavehad‘acresofdiamonds.’foreveryacreofthatoldfarm，yes，everyshovelful，afterwardrevealedgemswhichsincehavedecoratedthecrownsofmonarchs.”
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