Rudyard Kipling is the writer buried in Westminster Abbey, next to Dickens and Hardy. He won the first Nobel Prize in Literature for Britain, in 1907, in a speech that praised his "observation ability, novel imagination, powerful thinking and outstanding narrative talent". Such an empty award speech is actually meaningless. Time has changed, and fewer and fewer people like him. Few people know how warmly he was received when he returned from India in 1889. How to track the front pages of major newspapers around the world when he was sick, and how he honorably received a congratulatory letter from the King of England on his 70th birthday in 1935. All gone, man of the moment. Reminds everyone of him is the movie "My Son Jack" (My Boy Jack). The film's historical basis is the published Kipling family book and Kipling's posthumous memoir "About Myself". To tell a long story, Kipling was born in Bombay, India in 1865. His father was the headmaster of the Lahore School of Art and the director of the Lahore Museum. At the age of 6 he and his sister were sent back to England for education and foster care with a retired naval officer. At the age of 12, he entered a secondary school for the children of overseas servicemen and received strict discipline training. After graduating from high school in 1882, he returned to India and served as the deputy editor of Lahore's "Military and Civil News", officially embarking on the road of writing. Before returning to China in 1889, he had written a large number of works and became a "rookie in the literary world". Kipling's boyhood was the heyday of the overseas colonial expansion of the British Empire. The British Navy entrusted the heroic dreams of countless British teenagers, and Kipling was no exception. Different from those literati who were decadent, depressed and seeking pleasure at the turn of the century, he admired masculinity, strength of will, and virile spirit, and made every effort to maintain the "strong" status of the British Empire, and preached the "law of the jungle." In 1897, at the 60th anniversary of Queen Victoria's accession to the throne, Kipling published "The Last Hymn" in The Times, admonishing people not to be carried away by victory and to work harder to maintain the honor of the empire. When the Anglo-Bosch War broke out in 1899, Kipling actively advocated the government's expansionary policy, and personally conducted donations and condolences to the wounded. In his representative novel "Kim" in 1901, he portrayed Kim, an Irish orphan wandering in India, as a "patriotic little spy" who actively participated in the activities of the British army. With the same enthusiasm, Kipling had high hopes for his only son. When his son was 12 years old, he presented the poem "If" to encourage his son to become a "manly man". When his son was less than 16 years old, he began to teach his son "a good man to join the army". When the First World War broke out, his son was 17 years old. Although he suffered from severe amblyopia, Kipling was active and used his influence to put pressure on his son to finally join the British Army. Kipling, who was an avid war propagandist at the time, worked for the British Propaganda Commission and wrote numerous poems and features. His philosophy was: We must get every young man of his age to go to war, hide at home and be made fun of. Later, a tragedy happened. His son was injured and disappeared while performing a combat mission, and his whereabouts became a mystery. What Kipling feared most was not his son's sacrifice, but his son's desertion. After all, the loss of his son still hit Kipling hard, and he realized that it was his own ideas and propaganda that sent his son to the road of death. It can be said that he spent the rest of his life in torture, and his later works are also uncharacteristically, shrouded in a layer of absolute absoluteness. The shadow of hope and melancholy. Few people also know that two years after his son was declared missing, Kipling wrote this epitaph for his son: If anyone asks why we lost our lives in war because our elders deceived us (not a movie review) background information)
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