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Hello three astronauts, I am Yu Hua, a reader. Today, I read to you "Shouting in the Drizzle." Have fun.
Author: Yu Hua
After the sun had sunk as I wished, I saw my grandfather Sun Youyuan, who was standing behind me and was so close to me.
The old man looked at me with a pleading look, and I asked him, "How do I get to the South Gate?" ”
He shook his head and buzzed to tell me, "I forgot. ”
He forgot? Sun Youyuan's answer made me feel interesting, and I said to him: "Not knowing is not knowing, why should I say I forgot." ”
He smiled humbly at me.
At that time, the sky began to darken, I quickly chose a road to hurry up, walked for a while I found that the old man behind me was following me, I did not care about him, continue to walk for a while, I saw a woman in the rice field with a turban, I asked her: "Is the south gate in front?" ”
"It's the wrong way." The woman stood up and said, "You should go that way." ”
Raindrops in the Woods (Painted by Shishkin)
At this time, the rain came down, and I hurried forward.
I saw a sudden burst of fire rise in the distance, and more and more raindrops became entangled with the fire.
By the light of the fire, I saw the wooden bridge leading to the South Gate, and the memories of the past made me feel happy that I had returned to the South Gate.
The rain began to subside.
I walked into the village of The South Gate in the midst of shouting and shouting.
My two brothers stood there wrapped in sheets in horror, and I didn't know they were Sun Guangping and Sun Guangming.
I also didn't know that the woman who was kneeling on the ground and crying was my mother.
Then I saw a man with a naked upper body, the cool breeze of the autumn night blowing on his skinny chest, and his voice hoarsely telling the people around him how much had been buried in the fire.
I saw tears rolling out of his eyes, and he smiled miserably at them and said, "You've all seen the fire, it's spectacular, it's just too expensive." ”
I didn't know he was my father, but he attracted me, so I walked up to him and said loudly, "I'm looking for Sun Guangcai." ”
About Crying in the Drizzle
Yu Hua is an important contemporary writer with global influence. Crying in the Drizzle is his first novel and an important crystallization of avant-garde novel experiments since the mid-1980s.
The novel takes the irregular memories of "I" as a clue, constantly returns to the adolescence and childhood, and meticulously narrates the inner experiences and experiences of "I". Spiritual experiences, large and small, always seem to have a strong metaphorical power within them, constantly moving towards a more high and broad philosophical meaning. Since "Shouting in the Drizzle", Yu Hua's creative style has undergone a distinct and profound transformation, the distance between avant-garde novels and real life and ordinary readers has been narrowed, and his novels have begun to become the most popular pure literary works.
Source: China News Network; "Fear: The Black Experience of Life and the World- On Yu Hua's" (Author: Wang Xueqian)
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