Congratulations on Hemingway's Birthday

  Hemingway is one of my favourite writers. Today he would be 114 years old, unfortunately not everybody is destinied to live up to hundred and more years, i can't say it is identically good or bad, but in connection with talented people it is left much to desire so. As Hemingway was a person with determination , he wanted to try himself in everything and he was exclusive and exceptional at everything as a boy his father taught him not to be afraid of everything and how to handle the gun and survive in the jungles. He tried his competence  and will power in bull-fighting, big games, hunting, boxing, hunting in deep sea fishing and this  was reflected in his writings. His distinctive simple style of writing influenced generations of writers. His originality  and his mastery of the English language, with short, simplicity  often fitting with the main characters of his stories, was easily grasped and  planted in the readers' mind. Thus, he  was immediately accepted by millions of readers. "He attracted the readers with his bold, simple statements, which were linked  together with successive <and>s. His language is brief and permiated with understatements. His description of scenes are vivid and are always accompanied with local colouring"   the critics noted. I'm fond of this kind of writing style -the  fewer the words, the more intensive the the sense is. That's why his "The Old Man And the Sea" became one of my favourite books it impressed me greately, i think the tale couldn't be more simple "one man, one sea" but there is left a great deal of thoughts, meditations to understand. I was surprisingly impressed by the Hemingway's skill of describing how the old man, whose eyes were the same colour as the sea, went to bed. " He rolled his trousers up to make a pillow, putting the newspapers inside them. Then he rolled himself in the blanket and slept on the other old nwespapers that covered the springs of the bed.  Everything was old about him except his eyes" Thes lines were enough for me to have the old man's image in front of my eyes, as he scetches out the old man;s portrait so vividly that the old man appears in front of your eyes. In short I was haunted by the old man's great will to survive his presence, his existence and to achieve an almost impossible goal and his noble contest of nature appealed me greatley and taught me a good lesson.  I  would like our high school students read this book too.