Another mid-term has come, together with a bunch of other things, which are driving me kind of staggering forward. Oh, I am driven sort of pig-headed, but exam is not that bad. At least, i am learning things which i should have learned on class in review and preparation, though a little bit rush and purpose-oriented.
English Renaissance love poems are lovable and interesting. By the way, the exam was not difficult and the questions were general,leaving enough space for each student to develop their own understandings and analysis. Somehow, the exam questions provide some interesting clues for those poems which I didn'nt pay enough attention to. I started to love Shakespeare because of the learnings in this class. His sonnets are too famous and well-interpreted sometimes for me to conduct any possible independent thinkings on them, but when I read them word by word in the most surface sense of the poem, which is like oil floating on the surface of water, meanings of those words gradually emerged behind the surface and gave me joy and wonder. That's an interesting experience when you could make sense of what you think you could never be able to touch upon. Reading sometimes is boring, burdensome and painful, but once you can read into it, like a drop of water joins into the wild sea or a running stream rather than floating on it like oil, it could be interesting and rewarding.
I still have American literature to struggle with. Hope it is interesting too.
I still have American literature to struggle with. Hope it is interesting too.
