Monogatari:
Today is International Poetry Day, which should be full of romance. But distant artillery fire, repeated epidemics, are frustrating. Many people think, spring is coming soon, right? Will spring come again?
Zhuang Zi said: "Sorrow is greater than death of the heart." But Ye Jiaying said, "Poetry, let our hearts not die." And the writer Sanmao, with this lively heart, lived his life into poetry.
On March 26, 1943, Sanmao was born, and there was one more maverick strange woman in the world.
Sanmao's original name was Chen Maoping, but the word "Mao" (mào) is troublesome to write, so she writes Chen Ping every time, which is also in line with her personality of "not seeking profundity, only seeking simplicity". Later, she simply took "Sanmao" in "Sanmao Wandering" as her pen name.
We like Sanmao, like her spontaneity, envy her love, and are deeply moved by her words...
Sanmao's life has lived out its true colors, like poetry. Walk through thousands of mountains and rivers to find the olive tree of your dreams.
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| spiritual scavenger |
"In my lifetime, be a sincere person,
Do not give up the love and dedication to life,
In a limited time and space, live an infinite number of days. ”
Mengtian Music: Pan Yueyun; Qi Yu - the only Pan Yueyun
I remember writing "My Dream" in composition class when I was a child. We often write about being scientists, policemen, doctors... But Sanmao is different, her dream when she was a child was to be a waste picker.
The teacher asked her to recite the composition, she said: "I grew up one day, I hope to be a person who picks up the rags, not only can breathe fresh air, but also can walk and play in the streets, while working and playing, free and happy like birds in the sky ..."
Before he could finish reading, the teacher angrily threw the blackboard and shouted, "In the future, I will pick up the rags, and now the book does not have to be read, rewrite!" So Sanmao wrote again: "I hope to be a peddler who sells popsicles in the summer and baked sweet potatoes in the winter..." When handed over, the teacher drew a big red cross and threw it back.
Sanmao had to write indiscriminately: "I grew up to be a doctor, save lives and help the injured..." The teacher was very touched to see it, approved a nail, and said: "This is a volunteer with ideals." But she didn't know that Sanmao hadn't changed her original intention.
Scavenging is for her a means of touching life.
After elementary school, she would wander the fields and pick up gadgets along the way. A marble, a big pin, a beautiful perfume bottle... These "small and useless" things are all treasures in her eyes, full of infinite fun.
We always stare at those tall things, but forget that the background of life is actually from the ordinary and real, and to find life is to see the colors that only belong to us. Sanmao is one of the very few people who can live out his own life.
"Disobedience is impossible, obedience is too light, obedience must be serious, only happy life, happy life is the most free." Even in the Sahara Desert, scavenging is a love interest that Sanmao can't quit.
When she first arrived in the Sahara, she lived with Jose in the cemetery area. The weather was extremely hot, often short of water, the roof was leaky, the ground of the house was potholed, and there was a large garbage dump directly opposite. But the difficult living conditions did not overwhelm Sanmao, and she started the old business of scavenging.
She made rotten sheepskin into cushions, picked up large wooden boxes of 5 consignment coffins, made Jose into bookshelves, tables, wardrobes and coffee tables, bought two thick sponge pads, sewed with colorful striped cloth to make a long sofa, and arranged lampshades of books, pottery and paper paste in the room, with colorful striped curtains.
In order to make the house more green, she brought back the large dark green water bottle that others did not want, inserted a bush of blooming thorns, and took advantage of the dark wind at night to dig up five flowers with Jose over the low wall of the Governor's house.
They also painted the walls, paved the floors, patched the roof... A dilapidated house turned out to be the most beautiful home in the whole desert.
Many people in the world seem to be busy every day, but their lives are like a pool of stagnant water; the people who really love in their hearts can actually live their lives
It was a good time.
Sanmao, a maverick spiritual scavenger, did not live as a teacher's expectation, did not become the mainstream of society, and took a simple day
Son, life has become infinite beauty.
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| romantic lover's |
"Love is like Ganlin, without it,
Even if the dry and cracked heart field sows more seeds,
In the end, there can be no vitality to sprout. ”
Rolling Red Dust Music: Chen Shuhua - a lifetime of waiting
If the Sahara is the lost hometown of Sanmao in his previous life, then love is the Ganlin that nourishes the boundless desert.
In 1967, the 24-year-old Sanmao was rejected by his first love and ran to Spain to study. That Christmas Eve, she met at a friend's house
Met Jose. Since then, Jose has often skipped class and asked her to take a walk to watch a movie.
Once, he said to Sanmao: "Echo, you wait for me for another 6 years, go to college for 4 years, and come to marry you after 2 years of military service
The happiest dream is to have a small apartment with a wife like you in it, and then I'll go and earn money to support you. ”
Jose was still in his junior year of high school. Sanmao knew that he was sincere, and could not bear to hurt him, saying, "Well, since this is the case, don't come to me from now on.
6 years is too long to know where I'm going. Jose waved goodbye to her in tears, and there was no contact since.
Sanmao continues to search for love in the vast sea of people. She had several relationships, but none of them broke up. Even the fiancé was heartbroken on the eve of marriage
The onset of a dirty disease suddenly died in her arms. Disheartened by love, she once again packed her bags and came to Spain.
All the love in the world may be predestined. Six years later, fate brought Sanmao to Jose's side. Jose pulled her excitedly
When I got home, Sanmao looked at it, and the yellowed photos covered the entire wall: "Why did you get so many of my pictures?" Jose said, "You send."
To Xu Bona's. Every time I go, I steal it out and get the photo gallery to enlarge. ”
Sanmao was moved to tears, turned around and asked, "Do you still want to get married?" But then he said, "Don't be good." Jose asked busily:
"Why not?" Sanmao said, "My heart is broken. Jose said, "It can be glued together with glue." Sanmao said, "There is a slit." ”
Jose pulled up Sanmao's hand and put it on his chest: "Here is a gold piece made, let's exchange it." ”
The person who truly loves you will love you as you are. Others looked at Sanmao's life and felt strange, only Jose felt that it was right
correct. Jose gave up the sea she longed for and accompanied her to the barrenst Sahara.
For Sanmao, age, economy, nationality, and knowledge are not important, what matters is each other's hearts and character, just like hers
The English name is "Echo", and she is looking for the "echo" of the soul.
Once, Jose asked Sanmao, "Do you have to marry a rich man?" Sanmao said: "If you don't love, the millionaire will not marry;
If you love, the multimillionaire also marries. Jose said, "It's all about the rich. What about me? Sanmao said, "Your words are only full."
That's it. Jose said, "Do you eat more?" Sanmao: "Not much, you can eat less in the future." ”
In July 1973, they married naked in the small town of Laayoun, and had to walk to register, but Sanmao said that she was the happiest bride in the world.
Because Jose gave her a complete camel skull. That's what Jose found through the desert and in the hot sand.
▲ Promise keepsake - camel skull
▲Marriage registration
Although living in the desert, Jose is hard at making a living, and Sanmao is tormented by illness, love can make the desert blossom brilliantly and break the house
Transformed into the most beautiful home in the whole desert. Even if she is financially strapped, Jose will still buy Sanmao her favorite lilies. Sanmao will too
Save up a few months of living expenses to quietly buy Jose his favorite toy...
The days of the Sahara were the happiest time in Sanmao's life. With Jose, Sanmao understood the meaning of walking: wandering, becoming
A person's thousands of mountains and rivers; stability, stemming from the tenderness and sweetness of two people. There is love, and only then can there be "The Story of the Sahara".
On September 30, 1979, Jose died unexpectedly while diving, and Sanmao's eyes once looked like flowers
The Sahara of Nishiki is only the loneliness that flies in the sky. "Every time I think of you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, and the Sahara is formed."
If you like someone, there is no pain. Loving someone may have long pain, but the happiness he gives is also a giant in the world
Big joy.
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| | of free dreamers
"A person has at least one dream,
There's a reason to be strong,
If the mind has no place to dwell, it wanders everywhere. ”
Dreamcatcher Music: Phoenix Fly - Fly Together
Many people think of Sanmao, the first thing that comes to mind is "wandering", in fact, wandering is just to chase dreams. Sanmao went to chase the desert wind and sand, not to beg for food, but to have a thousand reasons to escape the same.
In elementary school, when she said that she wanted to be a scavenger, she was yelled at by her teacher; in junior high school, she was wronged and humiliated by her math teacher because of her partial subjects, and drew two large circles on her eyes with a brush, which attracted ridicule from her classmates and began to tire of school, and she became autistic.
She began to think about the meaning of life. "Every time I see a cold, numb, expressionless face hurrying by. I am always wary of myself, not to live in such a big environment for a long time, and unconsciously become one of them. ”
Therefore, she resolutely ran away, traveled in all directions, saw the heavens and the earth, saw all sentient beings, and even more saw herself. She sometimes walks the streets of Western Europe, sometimes drives through American roads, sometimes appears in the Indian tribes of the Amazon Basin with a camera...
No one can be as persistent as she is, obsessively loving life and willfully free. She said: "I can't be seriously young, I can only choose to grow old seriously." "She wants to find the meaning and ultimate purpose of life, which is to find true freedom and then enjoy life."
In 1972, when Sanmao was flipping through National Geographic, the Sahara broke into her field of vision, and she immediately decided to settle down. She said: Find the nostalgia of your past life and give yourself to this strange land. The Sahara is not a bustling city, no bustling crowds; not a poetic countryside, not under the eastern fence of chrysanthemums; but a barren land that is almost primitive and poor, the most unsuitable place in the world. But for Sanmao, it is the paradise of the soul. "Sand is the most helpless thing, and the stable wandering is left to the wind to stop the wind." And the desert shelters them. Desert honesty and not vanity. You don't need to be exquisite, you don't need to give, as long as you are at ease. "There is pain, there is joy, and more of a natural growth of life." Life thrives as well as in such a desolate and backward place. It's not about struggling to survive, it's so natural for desert dwellers to live and die. I looked at the rising fireworks and felt their serene almost graceful. ”
Sanmao gave lectures to Saharan women and as a barefoot doctor treated women and children. Whether it is a soldier, a thief, a slave, she treats every soul with the most sincere and beautiful heart. "When I laugh, my face is like a spring flower, and I will certainly be able to move people, no matter who he is."
Although Sanmao seems to be wandering, she is the most stable person in her heart; she is in the barren and desolate desert, but her heart is like a blossoming flower; the wind and sand of the Sahara blow day and night, but her heart is still clear.
How many people in the world are caught up in family wealth and complicated interpersonal relationships, but their hearts have long been dusted, and even barren as a desert.
For Sanmao, to live is to live his life in the way he likes, "to find mirage-like happiness in a desert, and to let the barren land blossom with flowers of hope." "Human life is not about the length of life, but about whether or not you have lived happily.
Olive Tree Music: Qi Yu - Olive Tree
On January 4, 1991, Sanmao committed suicide by hanging his neck with nylon stockings. Although she has only lived for 48 years, her life seems to have the sorrow and joy of ten lifetimes.
Desert Arabs describe the tea they must drink three times in their lives: the first is bitter as life, the second is as sweet as love, and the third is as light as a breeze. I think that these three teas have been drunk, she has eaten the bitterness of life, tasted the sweetness of love, and has been as free as the wind. Without any of them, it is not enough to call "three" mao.
Some people say that Sanmao is going to look for Jose, or to find the olive tree in his dream. In fact, she was going to an appointment in the next life:
"If there is an afterlife, be a tree and stand in an eternal, posture without sorrow and joy." Half serene in the soil, half flying in the wind; half sprinkled with shade, half bathed in sunshine; very silent and very proud, never relying on never looking. ”
· Dear Taoists ·
What am I looking forward to in spring?
Is
There is a cup of tea between the flowers, and the apricot blossoms blow all over the head.
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