敘事作文 玩偶之家娜拉出走以后續寫
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敘事作文 玩偶之家娜拉出走以后續寫Narrative composition
以下是翻譯的英文版本內容：
The Doll's House Nora left after the sequel 1
With a bang, the door closed and Nora left Helmo. This is not only a loud slap in the face to Haier, and even the patriarchal society, even the money worship society a loud slap in the face. But what happened to Nora after she left
Is to return. To me, there are two possible endings to Nala.
One, remarry to another man. Nora does not hate all men, but hate people like Helmo, she is likely to be happy with other things, hang a family. In fact, Nora still has a certain pursuit of love, but it also reflects that at that time Nora still had to rely on men, after all, at that time women can not be economically independent like the present, which is further unexpected
The scourge of a patriarchal society.
Two, because can not stand to live and commit suicide. This is the last thing I want to see, but this ending will be a blow to the patriarchal society. Nora after eight years of marriage for a long time at home, little social contact, can not fully understand the development of society, it is difficult to find a suitable decent and can support themselves, and even may do dishonorable things in order to make a living, and eventually go to a dead end because of life. This also shows that at that time, it was difficult for women to live completely independently, and the evil capital was also the last straw after crossing them, and in the patriarchal society, it was difficult for women to have the opportunity to show their head
If Nora, living today, then she is very likely to have a good ending, leaving people like Haier MAO, the educated Nora is entirely likely to find a job in today's society, discrimination against women is less, women are also actively active in every post, the Chinese women's football team won the Asian Cup, reflecting the female character, and now women also have a strong sense of independence. It is believed that in the future, we can truly build a society of equality between men and women, and there will be less of the envisaged outcome of the above Nora
The Doll's House Nora left after the sequel 2
The door closed downstairs.
Nora, walking quickly down the street alone, her suitcase clicking against the hard ground, was the only sound she made along the way. It was cold, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know where to go or what to do next. The wheel of the suitcase touched the stone, struck it, and the sound shook a little, twisting in the air. Nora was tired, she wanted to rest, the fire in her heart somehow, as if it had been blown away by the cold wind. Can we go back without knowing where the road is? Back to the house of false love?
Nora looked around. There was a tavern around the corner. She went in. She wanted to think about it.
The tavern was very lively, men holding women's hands in the dance, Nora went to a place without light and sat down, asked for a cup of whiskey, the wine was very strong, she shivered. The music sounded good, she thought: it used to be the same with Torval, who took her by the hand and danced to the hot dance, and wore the most beautiful dress in the world, dancing and spinning, and sometimes Torval held her in his arms and let her kiss her ear and say, "Dear, little lark." At that time, she could not leave Torval herself, wanted to keep close to him, and whenever she jumped, Torval would gently tug her hand and let her snuggle against him, so warm, she had thought that it was the only blessing in the world.
Nala inadvertently raised the corners of her mouth, but when her eyes once again fell on the body of those dancing girls.
The men embraced their companions as Torva had embraced Nala, and the women, who had figures just as beautiful as himself, moved in circles and tapped to the song, and then the men gently pulled them from behind and kissed and embraced them.
Nora thought she looked at the scene, why this scene is familiar, every movement, every laugh, as if at some point in her own life repeated, staged.
She seemed to be the same as the women, Torval seemed to be the same as the men, everyone was the same, like shadows. Every corner of the world is the shadow of each other. One pair, one pair, those women covet men's shoulders, and men enjoy women's snuggles, without exception.
The world is in a mess, Nora felt shivered, we are repeating others have been, men are similar, women are close, then who am I?
"Dance, I'm going to dance." The whiskey glass breaks, and Nala enters the scene. ()
Nora walked to the center of the hall, she had no partner, she did not need a partner, the music gradually became hot, she began to spin, open her arms, maybe the wind whistled past her ears, unruly, free! She turned faster and faster, her laughter grew louder and louder, it was a moment she had never felt before, this moment she was different from everyone, the men and women were amazed at her, the eyes were strange, but how could Nora care? Her feet danced with the music, her hands danced with the music at will, no one would hold her when she rose, let her gorgeous curtain call. This feeling is freedom, is flying merrily in the woods of the lark.
Nora is not going to worry about the work of tomorrow's survival, what Korokostie, what Torva, let him go with the wind!
The sun will rise, tomorrow is another day! Nala, the new Nala! She's not a shadow!
The Doll's House Nora left after the sequel 3
The sound of the door closing woke the night, and the birds perched on the treetops by the road were frightened to fly away. In the silence of the night, Nora carried her little travel bag and pressed her hat against the wind. The wind was blowing hard, as if it were tearing at Nala, who was going against the wind, but more as if Helmo were stretching his hands to grab her back.
"No," the voice in Nora's head drowned out the howling wind in her ears, drowned out Helmo's call. The shawl flapped at her in the wind, as if urging her to walk faster. Nora followed her memory to find the direction of Cristina's house, and as she got closer to her destination, Nora felt her heart pounding.
Her heart beat faster and with more excitement than at any moment in her eight-year marriage to Helmo. More and more, she felt her heart leap out of her body and embrace this rare moment of freedom in her life. Nala knocked at the door, and soon Cristina, sleepy-eyed, looked quizzically at the dusty but blushing Nala. Cristina glanced at her neatly dressed and carrying her handbag and immediately understood something. She did not speak, but hurried Nora into the house.
Warm indoor air enveloped both men. Nora let out a long breath, let go of her handbag and held Kristina tightly with open arms. The emotions that had been tense poured out, and Cristina felt Nora's tears wet her shoulders. She cried silently, but a desperate sadness overflowed from her broken body. She patted Nora's trembling back gently, carefully.
After crying, Nora took the handkerchief Christina handed her and wiped her red and swollen eyes. Watching Christina bring the freshly brewed black tea and put it in front of Nora.
It was a long time before Cristina asked, "Are you done?" "Yes, it's over forever." Nala's red eyes were filled with a cool glow again. Cristina then asked, "What are you going to do?" "I wanted to go back to my hometown, but I really didn't want to give up the freedom I had come to. Leaving a control freak, returning to a control freak -- my father." Nora dropped her head, her face obscured by the shadow cast by her hat. Cristina put her hand on her shoulder and said, "I'll think about it tomorrow, it's already late." I'm sure sleep will make you feel better." Nora, realizing her kindness, no longer put off, but followed her upstairs to the guest room.
Told her good night and locked the door. Nala took off her hat and shawl. The time alone embraced her again, and she suddenly felt very tired. He fell into a chair by the window and looked out at the cold moonlight and the sparkling water in the moonlight. She remembered that she had just tried to kill herself by drowning herself in water for Helmo, and as if amused by her own folly, Nora smiled a bitter smile.
I don't know if it's the black tea or the heavy moonlight. She didn't sleep all night.
Also unable to sleep was Helmo. He was lying on the big soft bed. No, no, no! The children are still young, can not be without the mother, the family can not be without the role of the wife, otherwise it is not proper. Nora, what a fool. Did she think I'd let her go so easily? I've been so good to her these past eight years. How can a well-kept bird suddenly begin to yearn for the world? Did she not understand that the world had no place for a woman who had lost her husband's protection? This selfish woman, she must want to go out and get revenge on me and ruin my future. No way... I have to get her back. How else am I gonna explain this to the kids, to the company?
The more Helmo thought about it, the more determined he became. Nala has always been my little bird. How can she leave this house? Tomorrow, just go and bring her back.
The sun was shining on Nora's face, and it was more like Helmo's hand was on hers. Nora suddenly woke up and found herself in the chair tired little rest for a while. It's not Helmo. Her newly relieved heart was lifted again by a sharp and loud knock at the door, and an inexplicable feeling of oppression rose over her heart and choked her throat. She got up trembling, rushed to the door, and pressed herself against it. Waiting, a sound of footsteps up the stairs. 'Nora... He's coming, he says he's going to take you back..." Cristina was out of breath, and she spoke out of breath.
Nora's whole body jumped up, her heart paused for a second. She recovered her senses, quickly reached out, scooped up her shawl and hat from the ground, and swished open the gate. Cristina, panting, jumped in front of her, carrying packages and luggage hastily prepared for Nora. Nora's anxious mood felt a little relieved, she gratefully accepted: "Thank you, Kristina." "I don't know how you got to this point, but I support you to go out into the world and not be a captive bird forever." "She said.
From downstairs came Helmo's impatient roar. 'Nora, I know you're here! Come back! I promise it won't be like before... We'll be happy together again..." "It's time for me to go," Helmo's cry made Nora calmer, and she put on her shawl and hat again. "Where to?" "It doesn't matter where we go, as long as we get out of here. I knew that Helmo was still hanging on, waiting for me to return in disgrace after my fall, and I also knew that they believed that a woman could not live independently in this society. But I do. The bird in the prison always yearns to be free, to regain the glory of its feathers under the blue sky." Nora said, packing her bags. Cristina opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but not knowing how. She just smiled and nodded, and ran out the back door of the house with Nora.
They were flying down the street, carrying their luggage. Nala finally boarded a ship, a ship bound for an unknown destination.
'Nora! Have a good life! Write to me!" Cristina shouted loudly from the shore for the sea breeze to reach Nora's ear.
"Surely! Farewell, Cristina! ' Nora was standing on the deck, the sea breeze blowing her long hair and her skirt flying, and she was responding vigorously.
'Farewell, Nora! Cristina's figure shrank and disappeared with the sound of the ship's whistle. Nora put down her luggage and leaned against the railing. She looked down at the undulating water, glittering in the morning sun. The icy water that should have killed her was now carrying her to a new place. The water of the sea rises and falls, and the sea water after the spray is scattered, swept away the past, leaving a brand new life.
The birds facing the sea are singing.
Nora smiled at last.
A doll's house after Nora leaves
以下是帶重點詞匯的原文內容：
玩偶之家娜拉出走以后續寫 篇1
“砰”的一聲，門關上后，娜拉離開了海爾茂。這不僅給海爾茂一記響亮的耳光，乃至男權社會，甚至是拜金主義的社會一記響亮的耳光。但是對于娜拉出走后，她的結局如何可謂眾說紛云不是隨落了
就是返回。對我來說，娜拉很有可能有2個結局。
一、重新嫁給其他男性。娜拉并不是恨所有男性，而是恨像海爾茂一樣的人，她很有可能另事心歡，垂組家庭。事實上娜拉還是對愛情有一定追求，但反也反映出當時娜拉還是不得不依賴男性，畢竟當時女性不能像當下可以經濟獨立，這也進一步突
顯男權至上的社會的荼毒。
二、因不能會立生活而自盡。這也是我最不想見到結局，但這個結局更會給男權至上的社會一拳重擊。娜拉婚后8年間長期在家，對社會接觸甚少，不能完全了解社會的發展，也很難找到一份合適體面且能養活自己，甚至有可能為了謀生而做不光彩的事，最終因生活不下去而走上絕路。這也說明，當時女性難以完全獨立生活，萬惡的資本也是后跨她們的最后一根稻草，男權至上的社會，女性難有展頭露角機會
如果娜拉，生活在今天，那么她很大可能擁有好結局，離開像海爾茂這樣的人后，接受過教育的娜拉完全有可能找到工作在當今社會，對女性的歧視逐而成少，女性也積極活躍在每個崗位，前陣子的中國女足奪得亞洲杯，體現了巾幗本色，如今女性也才擁有很強獨立意識，相信在未來可以真正構建男女平等的社會，也更少出現上文中娜拉的設想結局
玩偶之家娜拉出走以后續寫 篇2
樓下傳來關門的聲音。
娜拉，一個人在街上快步走著，行李箱咔噠咔噠敲打著堅硬的地面，這也成了她這一路上唯一的聲響了。天很冷，她的心里很亂，她不知道去哪里，也不知道下面該怎么辦。行李箱的輪子碰到石子，撞擊，聲音有點顫抖，在空氣中扭曲起來。娜拉累了，她想歇一歇，心里的那團火不知怎么的，好像被冷風吹散了。不知道路在哪里就可以回去嗎？回到那個充滿虛假愛意的房子？
娜拉往周遭望去，路口轉彎有個小酒館，她走進去，她要好好想一想。
酒館里很熱鬧，男人拉著女人的手在跳舞，娜拉走到一個沒有光的地方坐下，要了杯威士忌，酒很烈，她辣得一哆嗦。音樂聽起來不錯，她想：曾經的托伐也是這樣的，托伐拉著她的手和著熱烈的舞曲，她穿著世界上最美麗的裙子，跳啊，不停的旋轉，時而又被托伐擁入懷抱，任她在耳邊輕輕親吻，加上一句“親愛的，小百靈鳥兒”。那時候的她自己離不開托伐，想跟緊他，每當她跳得忘情，托伐都會輕拽她的手，讓她依偎在他身上，多么溫暖，曾經她以為那是世界上獨一無二的幸事。
娜拉不經意間上揚的嘴角，卻在當她的眼光再次落到那些歡歌舞女的身上時僵住了。
那些男人們也像托伐抱住娜拉一樣摟住自己女伴，那些女人也有和自己一樣曼妙的身材，她們也在轉圈，隨著歌聲踢踏，然后，那些男人從身后輕輕將女伴拉過來，親吻，擁抱。
娜拉以為自己看晃了眼，為什么這一幕幕的場景都似曾相識，每一個動作，每一次笑聲，都仿佛在她自己人生的某一刻重復過，上演過。
她好像和那些女人是一樣的，托伐和那些男人們又好像是一樣的，大家都是一樣的，就像影子。世界各地角落，都是彼此的影子。一對，一對，那些女人貪戀男人的肩膀，男人享受女人的依偎，無一例外。
這世界都亂了套，娜拉感到不寒而栗，我們都在重復別人的曾經，男人相仿，女人相近，那我是誰？
“跳舞，我要去跳舞。”威士忌的玻璃杯打碎了，娜拉登場了。( )
娜拉走到大廳的中央，她沒有舞伴，也不需要舞伴，音樂逐漸變得熱烈，她開始旋轉，張開雙臂，也許有風在她的耳邊呼呼吹過，不羈，自由！她越轉越快，她的笑聲也越來越大，這是一種從未感受過的時刻，這一刻她和誰都不一樣，那些男人女人都驚詫的看著她，眼神怪異，可娜拉又怎會在乎呢？她的雙腳隨著音樂蹦跳，雙手隨意的和著音樂聲舞動，再也不會有人在她興起之時拉住她，讓她華麗謝幕。這種感覺是自由，是在樹林里歡快飛翔的百靈鳥兒。
娜拉才不會去為明天生存的活計苦惱，什么柯洛柯斯泰，什么托伐，都讓他隨風去吧！
太陽會照常升起，明天又是新的一天！娜拉，也是全新的娜拉，她不是影子！
玩偶之家娜拉出走以后續寫 篇3
關門的聲音震醒了這個夜，路旁樹梢上棲息的鳥兒被嚇得飛走了。寂靜的夜里，娜拉提著她的旅行小提包，壓著帽子，不讓它被夜風吹走。風刮得很大，好像在撕扯著逆風而行的娜拉，卻更像是海爾茂伸長了雙手要來把她抓回去。
“不”娜拉腦海里的聲音蓋過了耳邊呼呼狂嘯的狂風，蓋過了海爾茂的呼喚。披肩隨風拍打著她，好像在催促她走快點兒似的。娜拉按照記憶中尋找克里斯蒂納家的方向，離目的地越來越近后，娜拉感到自己的心在怦怦直跳。
心臟跳動，比她與海爾茂八年婚姻里的每一個時刻都要快，都要激動。她越發感覺到心臟要跳出身外，擁抱這人生中難得的自由時刻。娜拉敲了敲門，過了不久，克里斯蒂納睡眼朦朧，一臉疑惑地看著風塵仆仆卻臉色緋紅的娜拉。克里斯蒂納瞄了眼穿著整齊的她，還提著手提包handbag；，立刻就明白了什么。她沒有說話，而是趕忙將娜拉帶了進屋。
溫暖的室內空氣indoor air； room air；籠罩了兩人。娜拉呼出長長very long； grow longer； very long time； Changchang（臺灣方面回贈大陸同胞的兩只臺灣長鬃山羊之一）；一口氣one breath；，松開loosen； disentwine； disentangle； let slip； undo；手讓手提包handbag；掉在沙發上，張開雙手緊緊地抱著hold；克里斯蒂納。一直緊繃著的情緒隨即傾瀉而出，克里斯蒂納感受到feel； experience；娜拉淚水沾濕bedew； wet；了她的肩膀。她無聲地哭，卻有一種絕望的悲傷從破碎的軀體中溢出。她輕輕拍著娜拉顫抖的背，小心翼翼地。
哭過了，娜拉接過take over；克里斯蒂納遞來的手帕，擦了擦紅腫的眼睛。看著克里斯蒂納又端來剛沏好的紅茶，擺在place；娜拉面前。
良久，克里斯蒂納才開口問道：“你們結束了？”“是的，永遠結束了。”娜拉發紅的眼睛中又重新裝滿了冷靜的光輝。克里斯蒂納又問：“你今后打算如何？”“我本想回老家，但是我實在不愿意放棄來之不得的自由。離開了一個控制狂，又回到一個控制狂身邊——我的父親。”娜拉垂下了頭，帽子投下的陰影遮住了她的神色。克里斯蒂納將手放到她的肩膀上，安慰道：“那明天再想吧，夜早就深了。我相信睡一覺會讓你好受點。”娜拉明白她的好意，便不再推脫，而是跟她上了樓，走進客房。
跟她道了晚安，鎖上門。娜拉摘下帽子，取下披肩。獨處的時光再次擁抱著hold；她，她突然感到十分的疲憊。倒在了靠窗的一張椅子里，望著窗外冷冽的月光，和月光下波光粼粼的河水。她想起自己剛才居然想為了海爾茂投水自殺，仿佛是被自己愚蠢的想法逗樂了，娜拉扯出一抹苦澀的微笑。
不知道是紅茶的功效，還是沉重的月光。她一夜無眠。
同時無法入睡的還有海爾茂。他躺在柔軟的大床上。不行，不行！孩子們還小，不能沒有了媽媽，這個家庭也不能沒有妻子這個角色，否則成何體統。娜拉，真是糊涂。她以為我會這么容易的放她走嗎？虧我這八年來對她這么好。好好養著的小鳥怎么突然就開始向往世界？難道她不懂得這個世界是容不下一個失去了丈夫保護的女人的嗎？這個自私的女人啊，她一定想出去找人報復我，毀了我的前途吧。不行……我一定要把她找回來，不然我怎么跟孩子們解釋，怎么和公司的人交代？
海爾茂越想，越是下了決心。娜拉一直都是我的小鳥兒，怎么能離開這個家？明天，就去把她帶回來吧。
陽光照到了娜拉臉上，更像是海爾茂的手放在了她的臉上。娜拉猛地驚醒，發現自己居然在椅子上累的小休了一會。不是海爾茂。她剛放下的心又被急促而響亮的敲門聲提了起來，一陣莫名的壓抑感涌上了心頭，扼住了喉嚨。她顫抖地起身，沖到了門前，緊緊地貼在了門上。等待著，一陣上樓梯的腳步聲傳來。“娜拉……他來了，他說他要帶你回去……”克里斯蒂納喘不過氣來，她上氣不接下氣地說著。
娜拉整個人跳了起來，心臟好像暫停了一秒。她回過神來，迅速地伸手撈起地上的披肩和帽子，唰地打開大門。克里斯蒂納氣喘吁吁的模樣跳入了眼前，她抱著hold；給娜拉匆忙準備的包裹和行李。娜拉焦慮的心情又感到了一絲安心，她感激的接過take over；：“謝謝你，克里斯蒂納。”“雖然我不知道你們為何會走到這一步，但是我支持你去外面的世界看看，不要永遠做一只被囚禁的鳥。”她說。
樓下傳來海爾茂不耐煩的嘶吼聲。“娜拉，我知道你在這！回來吧！我保證不會像之前那樣…我們重新在一起會很幸福…”“我該走了，”海爾茂的叫喊聲讓娜拉更加冷靜，她再次圍上了披肩，帶上了帽子。“去哪？”“去哪不重要，只要能離開這里。我知道海爾茂仍不死心，在等著我墮落后灰溜溜地回去，我也知道他們認為一個女人是無法在這個社會上獨立生活下去的。可我偏要，困在牢里的鳥兒無時不在渴望自由，渴望在藍天下重展它羽毛的光輝。”娜拉邊說邊整理她的行囊。克里斯蒂納張開嘴，想說些什么，又不知道如何開口。她只是笑著點了點頭，拉著娜拉從屋子的后門跑了出去。
她們提著行李，在街上飛步跑著。娜拉最后登上了船，一艘不知道開往何處的船。
“娜拉！要好好的生活下去啊！記得給我來信吶！”克里斯蒂納在岸上用力地呼喊著，讓海風捎到娜拉耳旁。
“一定！別了，克里斯蒂納！”娜拉站在甲板上，海風吹得她的長發亂飄，裙子飛舞，她在用力地回應著。
“別了，娜拉！”克里斯蒂納的身影越縮越小，隨著船的鳴笛聲，消失不見了。娜拉放下了行李，靠在欄桿上。她低頭看著那波瀾起伏的水，在清晨的陽光下泛起亮鱗。那本該葬送她生命的冰冷的水，此刻卻托著她去向新生的地方。大海的水潮起潮落，浪花散落后的海水，卷走了過往，留下了煥然一新的生命。
面朝大海的鳥放聲歌唱。
娜拉終于笑了。
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