Why does Mo Yan have such a soft spot for Japan?

Why does Mo Yan have such a soft spot for Japan?

A high degree of unity in soul and preference.

Mo Yan once said, "Literature is never a tool for singing praises, literature and art should expose the darkness, reveal the dark side of the human heart, and reveal the elements of evil." ”

That's right, the problem is, you can't be too double-standard.

Regarding Japan, Master Mo Yan never hesitated to praise it.

I set foot on the land ...... Hokkaido, which I have been fascinated for a long timeThe beauty here refers not only to beautiful women, but also to the simplicity, kindness, dedication and many other virtues shown by the local people......The industriousness and humility of Japanese women, the heartfelt enthusiasm and gratitude of Japanese traders to their customers, and the tired smiling face of the hostess shrouded in smoke make us remember our ...... for life

Such people are real low-class people, and their lives are hard, but there is not much sadness on their faces, but a kind of peace that is happy to know their fate, which deeply touches ......

But Mo Yan treats the Japanese invaders that the Chinese hate, and he can also find angles to whitewash and praise, such as in "Breast and Fat Buttocks", Mo Yan commented on the invaders through the mouth of Shangguan Lu:

Aren't the Japanese also human? The Japanese occupy Gaomi Northeast Township, and don't they rely on our common people to farm and pay rent for them?

They also don't want to think about it, the Japanese are not raised by their fathers? They have no enmity or grudge against us, what can we do?

In "Yu Dafu's Bones", Mo Yan continued to sigh for the Japanese:

The essence of the Japanese is not bad, it is the battlefield environment that has turned them into **.

The group of Japanese soldiers in those years was a product of the special environment of the war. Special environments turn people into beasts, in a cannibalistic environment where if you don't eat people you are eaten.

Second, if the roles are reversed, the Chinese are the aggressors, and the Chinese can do exactly the same thing as the Japanese.

But I want to say a word for the Chinese, even if the roles are reversed, the Chinese will not be able to "** their wives in front of the husband of a Chinese woman", "cut off the woman's breasts and cut off her uterus", "cut off the man's testicles to strengthen the waist and kidneys", "pull out the intestines of the person and run wild until the organs are exhausted", "first rape and then kill the wooden stick in the **, release the head of the poisonous snake to the female ** snake head into the abdomen and die of severe pain", "strong alkali women until they are pregnant and then cut open the woman's belly to take out the baby to play", "use a bayonet to provoke the baby for fun", " Demonic atrocities such as "100 Beheading Competition", "Boiled Baby", "Skinning of Living People", "Mother's Love Experiment", "Human Roasting and Drying Experiment", "Human Blood and Horse Blood Exchange Experiment", "Human Limb Swapping Experiment", "Living Human Anatomy" and other demonic atrocities.

Because the Chinese lack imagination and creativity in torturing people, they cannot do such things as devils.

Not only the Chinese can't do it, but people in many countries and nationalities around the world can't do it, the German Nazis who were nailed to the pillar of historical shame, the executioners of ** six million Jews, you can't do this kind of thing if you turn over their crimes.

In "Red Sorghum", Mo Yan spared no effort to describe the Japanese soldiers as "young and beautiful young men", "with clear faces", and "kind people".

When a Japanese soldier asked for a "lover", Mo Yan described it like this through the mouth of a lover:

He had a thin face, a straight, steep nose, and dark eyes, much like a well-spoken and well-informed reader.

The question is, how many of the big ** female survivors from World War II are still alive? Do you say we believe in them or do you believe in Master Mo?

Extreme environments, such as war, are the ones that best tell the background color of a nation's character, and the Japanese, if it can be summed up in one paragraph, are like this:

Insidious, vicious, cunning, dirty, filthy, weird, sinister, hysterical madness and violence in the bones, weirdness and pathology in the depths of the soul.

But Mo Yan has always had a soft spot for Japan, and the possible reason is that he is also such a person in his bones, and we can feel it from his writings.

"Simon is not bad, he is even said to be a good man, he made a fortune with his own hands, and he has to pick up dung early in the morning," he could smell dog poop from afar. A landlord is not a good landlord if he has no feelings for shit. ”

It was with this affection for shit that he became a landlord. “

"The Jiaogao Brigade adopted Cheng Mazi's strategy, and took advantage of the dark night to steal more than 100 dog skins that my father and grandfather nailed to the broken wall of the village, and stole dozens of steel guns that my grandfather hid in a dry well. In the long and cold spring of that year, a heroic army wearing dog skins appeared on the vast land of Gaomi Northeast Township.

Because everyone was wearing dog skins, the Jiaogao Brigade did rush towards the enemy camp like a pack of excited dogs.

"Cheng Mazi, who made great contributions in the battle of Madian, actually hanged himself on a willow tree at the head of the village. All indications were that he had committed suicide. He didn't take off the skin when he hanged himself, so from behind he looked like a dog was hanging from the tree; From the front, there was a man hanging from the tree.

Ma Tong, the trumpeter of the Eighth Route Army's Railway ** Brigade, recognized more than 20 godmothers and fornicated in the township, and those godmothers "trembled their breasts......" as soon as they saw Ma Tong

The children were dressed up in fancy clothes, with white chubby faces and smiling eyes. They seemed to be tied to a thick red rope, like a string of fish, like a fat fruit on a branch. The children are like a bunch of roasted birds, sprinkled with a layer of red, green and green spices, and the aroma is fragrant.

A red waitress removed the plate of cacti from the dining table. The two red ladies carried a large gold-plated disc, and in it sat a golden-yellow, oily, and fragrant boy.

Mo Yan described in detail the extremely enjoyable and fluttering expressions of diners when they tasted the "signature dish":

His mouth is full of fragrant, smooth, sticky, sweet, sour, bitter and salty, his heart is full of mixed feelings, the eyes of the flesh are floating in the curling incense mist, and the eyes of consciousness hanging in the air see the odor molecules of various colors and shapes, moving infinitely in the limited space, and turbid into a three-dimensional with the same shape as the restaurant space.

He didn't know why he wept, especially at the feast. No one hit you, no one scolded you, why are you crying? I didn't cry, is weeping just crying?

His tears were getting more and more, and his face was like a lotus leaf after the rain. All that is unjust and inhumane trembles at the sound of my guns. Let all the good, the good, and the fragrant smell laugh in the sound of my guns. Long live justice! Long live the truth......

Mo Yan said through the mouth of the executioner Zhao Jia:

At least at this moment, I am supreme, I am not me, I am the representative of the emperor and the queen mother, I am the hand of the law of the Qing Dynasty!

The tone of Mo Yan's works is always focused on bleak emotions such as paranoia, disgusting, vulgarity, and coldness, and embellishes vulgar content such as peeing, toilet, vomiting, drinking urine, and stool, and finally achieves the goal of shaping the land under our feet into a dark hell on earth.

Mo Yan described the world he made up in "Wine Country" like this:

But he fell into a big open-air pit, where the wine and meat vomited out of the wine country and the meat wine that came out of the wine country were fermented in thin water, and there were some bulging *** and all other conceivable dirty things floating.

It is a fertile ground for the growth of various viruses, bacteria, and microorganisms, a paradise for flies, and a paradise for maggots.

This is why some Weibo netizens have recently sued Mo Yan for allegedly "glorifying and whitewashing invaders", and this is why more than 9,000 people support the prosecution of Mo Yan.

Of course, literature can criticize satire, complain about the darkness of society, lash out at the injustice of the world, and expose the darkness of writers, who should be idealists, and his purpose should be to find light and meet the beauty of human nature by exposing the darkness.

But Mo Yan's words, can you feel that he is an idealist?