I bought it in the second-hand market before I graduated, and I have been forgetting it in the corner, and now I have picked it up and read it. Like our long-forgotten youth, we can recall it at any time, but there is already a layer of dust on it, and the footnotes have been yellowed, and after reading it, it is still on the shelf until it is no longer found.
Qi Jinnian's recent works are essentially in the category of youth trauma literature, probably because I am still young, and although I know that many things are not entirely so, I still can't help but cry when I look at them. Psychologically touched, writing these in the year of Qi Jin is a strength, and many of the enlightenment works of the literary youth are in the year of Qi Jin.
"Pingsheng Huan" describes the thirty-year life trajectory of a group of factory yard boys, accompanied by **unique coincidences and dog blood, which is a youth pain literature**. For real life, at least as far as my experience is concerned, I have not encountered any situation in **, no classmate is disabled, no classmate is so rebellious. Maybe real life is more bizarre, reality doesn't need logic, looking back on my childhood is indeed "wonderful" enough, all kinds of things, now I think about it is also like a dream. It's something emotional that makes it easy for readers to empathizeEveryone has youth, they all have growing pains, there are thousands of stories, and it is difficult to repeat them, but most of the emotions and troubles are the same.
The world is flowing with water, and it is a dream. Fate is like a floating cloud on the edge of the sky, and everything seems incredible, but it makes people feel that there is a certain number in the dark. In addition to being very metaphysical, the word fate can also make people feel powerless. Whether it is the entanglement between Li Pingyi and Chen Chen, or the life trajectory of Bai Yang, or the emotions between Shao Ran and Qiu Tian, it makes people feel that the world is always going around like this, and everything is not perfect. The relationship between You Dong and Spring makes people sigh that the world is so smallFate is like a big net that brings all the people in the world together, and it is impossible to escape.
Youth is always a lot of regrets, which makes the parties feel uneasy in their hearts when they think about it, but they laugh it off. We call this process growth, and we wrap it in a variety of coats, but it is difficult to achieve the essence. Growth, like youth, is an emotionless word, or a lot of color, or maybe pain, as Zhang Ailing said, it is a gorgeous robe, crawling with lice.
Because we understand, we are compassionate. My experience is not rich, and I still have a long way to go, and I wonder if I will have a lifelong dilemma and where I will go. But I always want to go to the end of myself alone, and face the final fate alone. I have always been looking for Li Pingyi's realm, the realm of indifference. Is there really that kind of cool and loveless, wonderful saint is not bad? Or as the scriptures say, always be quiet, always pure. What am I looking for, is it a convenient method or a true way? I don't know, but I'm also one of the many beings who are exploring their own direction or their way back.
The old man should be like a new friend, and see it like a happy life