I read about your practice in the world of mortals in your writing. Recently, when I am tired from work, I will turn to Dusk for Fools and read it carefully. In recent years, I haven't typed every word in the book seriously for a long time. Reading them is like reading you. I found at least two of you in your book. One is you in the street, and the other is you in the temple. When you describe every character in the book without any literal modification, such as Chen Yiliang, such as Cheng Xiaoqing, Bridgette, Chen Yiming, restaurant owner, etc. You really look like a cool bystander. What you have to do is to observe rationally, then record and express. Pure and unpretentious But I have seen your pain again, and the scars on others are more or less reflected in your own values of life. You are a theatre goer, but life in and out of the play is really resistant to experience, so you burst into tears. In the process of reading, I asked myself countless times, did Xiao Min ever cry alone in a dark and humid corner in his past life journey? However, every time I think back to meeting you, although there is little face-to-face time between us, every time, I feel from you that your extraordinary and overage silence has brought me countless courage and strength. Your silence reveals wisdom, wind and frost, precipitation, memory, return ... but on the other hand, read you, read your familiarity with words, and read your description of autumn wind, moonlight and loneliness of the earth. There is such a passage in the book, "I live in the wrong city and the wrong season. When I trudge in a desolate snow, I will be eager to feel the warmth of this human feeling, refuse everything, and get stuck in a hopeless place, so that I can be sad. " Shake all the forces. So many people's faces floated on the river of thought, and eventually passed away like running water, replaced by new faces. The past was just the stars and the wind last night. "At the age of thirty, your thoughts have reached such a height that peers can't reach it. But you're yourself again. So I still think you are a simple person. Because the simpler the heart, the more you know how to return to zero. Can carry more, infinite plasticity.

Thank the writer Ms. Xu Xiaomin for giving me a rich cultural feast. Under the influence of your books and words, I have begun to find my own direction. No matter how far the future is, as long as the direction is there and always on the road, you can go on. Looking forward to your next book!

Bookworm Hou Biyun 2020 1204