野性·社会

——《野性的呼唤》读后感

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古老荒野的欲望在升腾

挣脱着习俗的束缚

再一次从他冬日的长眠中

唤醒野性不驯的旋律

——摘自《野性的呼唤》

深色木纹的书桌，一盏淡淡的清茶。懒洋洋的阳光与茶香交融，一切都凝结在摊开的白纸黑字之上。那里有舒适的火塘，也有寒冷的雪原；有暖暖的人与狗之情，也有挥鞭抽打的哗哗声；有人性，也有冷峻的野性之魂。这，就是杰克·伦敦的小说，深深震撼了每一位拜读者灵魂的，《野性的呼唤》。

开始阅读每一本书之前，我总会带来一杯茶。茶能保持读者的思维冷静，心静，从而更认真的去理解文章，品味文章，体会文章，这次也不列外。

当第一眼看到标题时，我就立刻给自己提了一个问题：野性，究竟是什么？随后，开始了野性之旅。

巴克原来是一头有着圣伯纳德犬和苏格兰牧羊犬混血血种 ，养尊处优的贵族犬 ，受着米勒法官的宠爱。可是不幸降临了，人们在北方发现了一种贵重的黄色金属——黄金，一拨又一拨的人涌向寒冷的北方淘金，他们需要大量的狗来拉雪橇。园丁的助手曼纽尔为了得到钱来养活家人，偷偷地把巴克卖了出去。一开始，一个红衣人在巴克挣扎时用大棒来“教育”它，而与弗朗索瓦在冰天雪地里的野外生存体验让它明白了“大棒和獠牙的法则”：为活而活，无论是偷盗还是强抢；与对手互相斗争绝不留情，否则死的就是自己。它有一个死对头名叫斯皮茨，它总是找它的麻烦。对于斯匹茨巴克总是处处忍让，尽量避免发生正面冲突。终于，怒火爆发了，巴克在战斗中杀死了斯皮茨，完成了野性回归的第二步。经过一段时间，巴克已经彻地完成了蜕变，已经没有任何仁义道德可言。它适应了北方残酷的生存法则，融入了充满兽性的弱肉强食的世界。它开始挑衅，为当上领头犬，并把狗群压制性管理得井井有条。主人不断的变化，但最终还是找到了一个真正关心巴克的约翰·桑顿。这是一段都么美好的日子！人与狗朋友般和谐相处。可同时，巴克也和林子里的狼交上了朋友，几次想奔到丛林里的巴克都被与约翰的情感所束缚。一次回家，巴克惊讶的发现约翰与他的朋友全部被耶哈兹人杀害了。愤怒的它再次激发了被压制的野性，撕裂了所有凶手的脖颈。再无牵挂的巴克奔入了令他魂牵梦萦的丛林，找到了狼朋友，凭借强横的实力当上了自由自在的狼王。不过它每年都回去约翰丧生的地方默哀。

不知谁说过，写动物小说最忌讳的莫过于把人类的感情强加于动物身上。在这一点上，我认为杰克·伦敦做得很好。紧凑的情节，生动的描写，成功刻画了巴克这一形象。他或许就是每一个生活在这个社会的人，虽然没有人类的思维，但他成长的经历却与我们形成了共鸣。一开始的舒适生活，就是我们还很小时。那是有爸爸妈妈宠爱着我们，就像米勒法官一样。可是随着年龄的增长，这一切都会远去。我们长大了，我们需要到社会上去学习，在实践中获取阅历。社会就像巴克所处的冰天雪地，冷峻的望着生灵之间的斗争，在必要时还会

施加一定的压力。我们被强行带离了父母，来到了工作岗位之上。一开始还有许多留恋，在一次次失败的鞭打中怀念着以往舒适的生活。但我们很快就适应了新的生活，抛弃了对往昔的回忆。我们遇到了一些同事——那些与巴克一起拉雪橇的狗们，与他们一起工作。在一天又一天的工作生涯中，我们明白了自然界所谓“大棒与獠牙的法则”：明白了别惹上司——弗朗索瓦等主人，否则会挨“大棒”的打；为了生存，一定要露出你的獠牙去奋斗，否则会死。我们一次次的与“同事”交锋，产生摩擦，明争暗斗，想尽办法剔除自己得到最大权力——领头犬的所有阻碍。很明显，巴克是所有人中的佼佼者。他拥有胆识，格斗技巧，以及面对对手的狡猾。面对他最终抛开了一切束缚，获得了自由、野性的归宿这一结局我十分羡慕，因为不知有多少人在人与人之间的斗争中丧生，留下来的又有多少还在机械的工作，静静的等待死亡的降临呢？有多少人能找到真正属于自己的归宿呢？它是这个社会上的强者，也是胜者，因为它活出了真实的自我。

对于内容，我比较欣赏巴克与斯皮茨搏斗的的那一段。“他们转着圈，吼叫着，耳朵向后倒竖着，敏锐的寻找着可趁之机。”“巴克努力地想用牙齿咬住那只大白狗的脖子。却总是不能成功。每当他的利齿朝对方那柔软的肌肉咬去时，都有斯皮茨的利齿在反抗。”······这些精彩的语句生动的再现了巴克与斯皮茨那场惊心动魄的搏斗，与它们当时的心情、感受，仿佛是一次决斗的主持人激情澎湃的解说词，使读者身临其境，野性在心中翻腾。“随后巴克改变了战术，他佯攻对方的喉咙，却突然掉头，从侧面迂回，用肩头向斯皮茨的肩头撞去，想把他撞翻在地。”“斯皮茨是个身经百战的老将，从斯匹次卑尔根闯过北极，横跨加拿大及北部荒寂地区，他对付过各种各样的狗，交战中，斯皮茨确立了自己的统治地位。”······从这些描写可以看出巴克的狡猾，斯皮茨的老练。经过一番血腥而激烈的厮杀，最终，巴克“胜利了，是强悍的原始兽性支配着他杀死了自己的强敌，并且感觉好极了。”读到这，读者才长嘘一口气，悬着的心也放了下来，不得不佩服巴克的智慧与作者高超的写作技法。

野性，究竟是什么？ 有人说，野性有狡猾，也有忠诚；它带来野蛮，也带了了友情。让世界充满生机的是它，同时把世界推入地狱的亦然是。有人说，野性，可能是一种残忍的东西，但也是一种很单纯的东西。它可以让一条文明狗享受杀戮的快乐；也可以让一条血腥的狗，对一个人无比忠诚，无比深爱，与一个人架构起深厚的友谊。但说到底，它最终带来的，是一种灵魂的归属。

我说，我已经在书中找到了答案。野性，有奸诈，也有忠诚；它有文明，也有野蛮。它充满了矛盾，它是来自荒野的欲望，与习俗的束缚抗争着，它或许是竞争，或许是自由。但因为有了它，我们的生活才有了活力，生机，它带来了真实的生命。

 

第二篇：野性的呼唤读后感

My Call of the Wild

------ Enlightenment of The Call of the Wild

" He sings a song of the younger world, which is the song of the pack." (Chapter VII The Sounding of the Wild) When the last sentence vanished from my eyes, I can still perceive an echo of a song - a wild song, which

knocks up my dizzy mind that always cheerfully sink into the so-called civilized world without questioning. Wild, is no longer a symbol of the law of jungle but a headspring where streams out love, passion, bravery, loyalty,

friendship, venture, competition and tolerance all these virtues can easily be found in the Call of the Wild.

Jack London (1876-1916) is a worldwide renowned novelist. His stories successfully reflect the contradictory views of man’s nature and destiny in and against the wild, and his "fight to survive" notion has gained him and his works timeless popularity, particularly, the Call of the Wild.

It tells a story of a gigantic dog, named Buck, who is stolen from a rich and comfortable home and forced to learn to survive as an Alaskan sled dog. Buck, at first, is too savage for the company of man until he coincidently encounters his beloved master-kindhearted John Thornton. Finally, John’s incidental death breaks Buck’s last tie to the man and drives him into his long-desired wild with his pack. In the story, Buck and John simply adopt themselves to answer the call of the wild. When it comes to Buck’s mind that one day he will eventually leave John- his master, all he wants to do is just to help him finish the gold-rush-trip. He " from then on, night and day, never put a halt, in desperation, he burst into long stretch of flight, did not to stay him (John)…" (Chapter VII The Sounding of The Wild) Buck wished to remember John’s image forever, he "for two days and nights never left camp, never let Thornton out of his sight. He followed him about at his work, watched him while saw him into blankets at night and out of them in the morning…" (Chapter VII) When I read these words I just could not hold my tears bursting. Can a real man devote himself to loyalty and friendship in such a way? On the other hand, John Thornton is not only a dog-lover but also a brave and venturous man. He is so straightforward and simple that makes him an accommodating man. Once he firmly roots a goal into his heart, it seems that nothing could prevent him from accomplishing it except death. I do not know whether the persistence is the most vital element to make a man successful, but what I know is that you are not far away from success once you occupy it.

It is Jack London who plunges me into the animated wild from the hustle-and-bustle and from desperate city. There, I merely cannot deny the attraction of Buck’s bark, which enlightens me to pursue another lost half of the nature in mankind, and to dig out a true meaning of life. Dare we imagine that

London intentionally employs Buck to set us a model with perfect

characters (count barbarity out)? The answer is affirmed. We, as animals, are from the wild but shedding off more and more wild signs, which demonstrate us as the "uncivilized". However, who can fully guarantee that we have not overlooked some essential wild-endowed virtues? Especially, nowadays, it seems more crucial for us to stop looking at the post-industrialized world and to ponder for a while. When cheats, betrayals, lies, lusts and crimes stuff a materialized society, whether London uses this novel to help himself escape the reality or warn the earthy people, to us, modern man, is all the same. It

appears horrible that in modern society many people are enthusiastically talking about how to build up "special relations" to the authority, deceiving and lying to each other. To them life is a mask-wearing process rather than a hard work. Every time, you browse WebPages, scandals in politics, business, the entertainment circle and even on campus crowd into your eyes. Oh, what is the essence of human beings? What is the civilization to us? Do we need to look back at where we came from? Is it good or bad for us to speak out what we think and to do what the consciences demand us to? Are we wasting talents given by the mighty nature? Be an honest, straightforward, warmhearted, emotional and responsible man or be a shrewd, cold hearted and astute hypocrite? While embracing the "civilized" rubbish, we are losing those good virtues, which are the calls of the wild. Once we lose them, we are to lose ourselves, and we will get nowhere. I wish this dreadful thought is totally a fallacy, but, now, it is chilling me hard. One day when I happen to stand on the top of a grand mountain to observe a boundless prairie enveloped by the sapphire firmament and combed by gusts of the rhythmical west wind, a morning sun sprinkles me her warmth and brilliance in a graceful way, however, at that moment, I am afraid that I cannot appreciate these beauties, I am a lost " civilized man" then.

Please, please do not let come true while we are still able to answer the call of the wild.