Ann's book is no stranger, like a lightsaber reincarnated in a previous life, which goes straight into people's hearts and leaves a shadow. Among the characters, Shansheng, Inland River and Qingzhao are particularly fond of inland rivers. She is the soul and symbol of the characters in Ann's works, or she has this kind of personality, which has taken root in this trend. Other characters seem to have forgotten their names, perhaps too many, and they are just running towards life, spreading, dying and suffering at the bottom of hell. Ann explained it more easily than I did, and the clues of the incident were clearly visible.
The white cover of the book is elegant and indifferent, which is her consistent style. Lotus characters are delicate and slender with winding background. The woman who said on her blog that she didn't go to Medog, Tibet to write this book finished this book last year with bright mind, pessimistic eyes, fearless and firm spirit, empty fingers and strange imagination. Different from the past, this is a fictional novel with a real background. A lot of scenery descriptions in the book come from the birthplace of the mysterious lotus, all the way to Medog. Of course, many of these words are as rough as breathing, but they are true and false, and they can't be verified or chewed.
After reading this book, I realized that Ann and I have similarities. If she wrote books and her own things, it would be extraordinary. After all, she is a famous writer, and her works are widely circulated. Of course, I am not a famous writer. Ann combines her life, personality, yearning and spiritual pursuit in the subtle connection between characters and scenery, which is natural, like a plant, with a bright roof and far-reaching implications. I am glad that I have such a writing experience, not just once. In fact, when a writer is lonely, he will also rot his venting things in the book, so that readers can ask questions and draw inferences. No matter how much the author has experienced in writing, the space occupied by personal color often contains huge inner thoughts. So is Ann's book. Marginal groups, biased stories and the humanistic spirit of the suffering world are the artistic conception I want to achieve in my heart.
Ann's writing and diction have experienced the approaching touch of life and death, such as iceberg snow, wet rain, fernlike plants, the temporary turmoil of the four seasons, the inscription of Buddhist paintings, the baptism of dreams and meanings, and the guidance of the Bible, materialistic books, scientific theories and dialectical methods. It is undeniable that knowing such books in hand will make you depressed for a long time. Words can't escape the bondage of spirit all the time. What Ann can do is to pull the words and spirit far away, but there is still a trace in the middle, like the steel cable in her book, swaying on both sides of the cliff, which makes people afraid to look down. If they walk through the abyss, they will feel nothing. Words are like this, just relying on, the process is more important than the result.
The three people's vicissitudes and gloomy experiences are all around the uncommon word lotus. The characters in Ann's works are unique and distinct, with natural innocence, just like Medog's children, whose bright eyes are empty. They all become vulgar, isolated, lonely, empty and rambling. As Ann wrote, no one can get close to a huge wound. Disease, life, journey, trekking and chasing are meaningless, except words are words, and the rest are humble. The character's personality and experience will not surprise and sigh, but I believe Ann can move forward like this, and her heart will be much calmer.
After reading it, I especially like some letters written by inland rivers to Shansheng, which are shocking. I don't quote the original words here, but the first one says, I don't want to take too many photos, which will make nature meaningless. Let them continue to stand quietly in the vast history, undisturbed, because memories really don't need these things. Therefore, this book is worth your own perception.
Large areas of flowers and plants, varied vegetation, looking up at the sky, decaying moss, clean gardenias, neon peony, purplish azaleas, fresh roses, snow-white waterfalls, towering peaks, evil weather, God incarnate heaven and earth, endless wailing, divorce of marriage, gloomy forest, dirty knot of childhood, calm mind and heartless fate. I can't sum up too many decorations, so I have to give up. Artistic conception, implication and course are all illusory, and I'm afraid I can't catch up. Or the ordinary life in the past will be just as real.
Although the journey is not far now, there is not much scenery, and my life circle can't be as full and affectionate as Ann. Of course, I also brought too many personal factors into it. After walking so many roads and watching all kinds of fantasies about the world, there is no reason for everything to be normal in my impression, because I have never found my place in this muddy and despicable world, so I should not be confused and look forward. It's hard to talk about being the truest self. It's just that the expectation and innocence in my heart always beat my fragile heart. Everything is like a dream, and the journey is still happy, so I am grateful.
In the process of reading Ersanshi, I was gradually surprised by the spirituality of her words. This spirituality is rare in the works of mainland writers. China society has a whole set of procedures to kill genius. As a genius, he either chose to live in solitude or was regarded as a heretic. Annie Baby seems to be a genius, because only a genius can write "... take more than 520, because I like its length 10 cm ... because the extra 1 cm can make people feel that time stops a little longer." Such a sentence. In the face of this description, the world is in a trance. Let's paraphrase Annie Baby's sentence: Because of this pen, people can feel that the world is a little closer to us.
After the compliment, it's time to meet. As mentioned earlier, it is precisely because of China society's consistent hostile attitude towards genius that the development of genius is a bit deformed. Annie Baby's words made me change my view of half of her, but the remaining half, that is, the deformed world view bred by the combination of narcissism and inferiority rooted in her soul, really made me beg to differ. As Annie Baby said, her favorite novel is similar to a dark closed container, and the color choice of "deep red" is described in many places in her article. From this color, we can imagine the subjective noble sentiment and gloomy objective conditions of the parties. Obviously, this makes her reject the world, and at the same time makes the dark red flowers push their luck in the closed heart.
The 23rd event started with a long trip. In my opinion, it represents Annie's attitude towards the world: a little taste, if you want to leave. Travel is just a way for Annie Baby to keep her distance from reality. This reality has done too much harm to the heroine in her book, making the whole brushwork low-key and gloomy. Baby Annie described the people in the waiting room as "suspicious" and the men attending the party as "pseudo-middle-class rich". She declared her world outlook with pen and ink, and knocked down a large number of innocent people with one stick. This sensitive and exclusive worldview is narrow and closed, and even people who focus on color and clothing description belong to this narrow space. Many things have disappeared in her works, and the main components of these things are suspicious guys and pseudo-middle class. Well, besides these, what else will precipitate in her world?
The heroine's eyes are reflected in the details depicted in the book. These details are based on the tireless description of colors, clothes, perfumes and various furnishings, and the subjective psychological activities of the heroine, showing readers a group of petty bourgeoisie paintings. For example, the color is mostly dark red, and people's appearance standard is clean. The taste of clothes depends on whether they are made of cotton cloth. You must eat spaghetti or some fixed brand of chocolate ... For Annie Baby, who has repeatedly declared her unruly personality, her original intention is to pursue a certain style, but she doesn't know that her shoes have been contaminated with vulgar sewage. In terms of style, paul fussell sarcastically wrote: For the "real" upper middle class, it is particularly important to completely abandon man-made fibers. The label of Anne Baby represented by cotton shirt shows her unique taste, but I don't know that these props with extraordinary taste in her eyes are also very suspicious. Besides, the food she chose, such as spaghetti and chocolate, also belongs to vulgar food in her hometown, which is equivalent to being sold as a laborer in the United States or as a biscuit fritter in the eyes of China people. Before these foreign goods reached her pen, they began to give off a disgusting smell. In many cases, there is no difference between style and vulgarity.
The real details should stand in a relatively objective position. It is just a glacier above the water, a code left by time, waiting for readers to discover and decipher the world behind it. For example, as long as a French woman wears an ordinary silk scarf around her neck, she can show us the dignity and glory that her ancestors once had, so the details of this silk scarf are very important; For example, when Stanley Ho, the gambling king, celebrated his birthday, the Hong Kong paparazzi listed in detail the menu at the banquet and the gifts given by the guests, which fully satisfied our desire for gossip. For another example, the Frenchman, who is rich in red wine, reported Bergkamp's subtle pass in Arsenal-Chelsea match with such a metaphor: his pass is like spreading a white napkin on his arm and then handing it to the striker with an open bottle of red wine ... These subtle and accurate details have the genetic accumulation of his ancestors and also provide readers with the possibility of imagining reality efficiently. The details of Annie Baby can also provide readers with some imagination space, but the space of this deformed genius is poor, and it is only integrated into his personal experience, and there is almost no emotional success. Without three-dimensional, there is no depth and cultural inheritance that a complete concept novel should have. The plot of the novel based on this is full of absurd ideas.
The reader is innocent. When Annie Baby evokes the darkness in their lives, she gives them enough dignity from her lover. The heroine has always been attached to different middle-class men, and those men with excellent conditions are unconditionally obedient to her, just asking her to be with them. This carrot and stick technique is undoubtedly very successful. In addition, Annie Baby also created another woman who lives alone with the protagonist. This woman is a famous singer, but she just treats money like dirt and finds a waiter as her boyfriend. The waiter's only hobby is drinking a little wine and watching football games. I can only say that this description is very doubtful, because we all know that this is not Jin Yong's martial arts novel or fairy tale, and the relationship between characters should be based on reality and credibility. But the problem is, in the face of those already flashy details, it will be more stupid to take the plot too seriously. After comparing the details for such a long time, I think many people will lose patience with these seemingly ingenious fairy tales that are divorced from life.
Similarly, paul fussell's Vulgar said: Vulgar is a unique phenomenon in the era of commercial fraud-commerce, which can be regarded as grasping the essence of vulgar existence. The personality advertised by Anne Baby is actually only subordinate to the needs of business and interests. After all, the royalties of Twenty-three Things sold at a pretty good price; As for whether it is fraud or not, I think the description of smoking 520 cigarettes is at least sincere, but whether the heroine's inner pain over the years can last forever is another question.
When you pass the overpass next to your home, you can always see a beggar dragging a broken leg. He has gained a lot, and the tragic wound on his leg seems to never heal. After reading the February 23rd Incident, I unconsciously thought of beggars and the words "business" and "fraud". Although this association is not appropriate, I still can't help but feel that Annie Baby has such a similarity with him.