In 1972, Zhang Ailing moved frequently so that her neighbors would not discover her secrets. Over a period of 23 years, she moved back and forth 180 times, only to be revealed a week after her death. After her death, people learn her secrets, and the mystery of real life is also revealed.
On September 30, 1920, Zhang Ailing was born in the family of Qiu Miao, and her ancestors were the humeral ministers of the glorious Qing Dynasty. Li Hongzhang, a famous minister of the late Qing Dynasty, was Zhang Ailing's great-grandfather.
Zhang Ailing's father, Zhang Zhiyi, and her mother, Huang Suqiong, both came from a prestigious family in the late Qing Dynasty, and under the subtle influence of her parents, Zhang Ailing has always been wrapped in an aristocratic atmosphere. It was also under the influence of his father's poetry that he became fascinated by literature.
Zhang Ailing was able to recite Tang poems at the age of 3 and wrote her first novel at the age of 7. At the age of 14, he imitated Cao Xueqin's tone and wrote a "Modern Dream of the Red Chamber".
At the age of 19, in the essay "Genius Dream", he wrote such a sentence as "Life is a gorgeous robe, crawling with fleas", which made people impressed. In 1945, Zhang Ailing became a hit and was a shining star in the literary world.
Zhang Ailing is a woman with a lonely temperament, but this does not mean that she is not afraid of loneliness. Love often begins with emptiness, with loneliness. But people often forget that love itself is a lonely thing.
Zhang Ailing wrote Sheng Jiuli based on herself: When she returned to the bright moon, she couldn't help but feel a pang of emptiness. 22-year-old Zhang Ailing wanted to fall in love, and it was Hu Lancheng who appeared.
In 1944, 24-year-old Zhang Ailing met Hu Lancheng, 38. The 14-year-old age difference between the two gave Hu Lancheng a chance. In front of Zhang Ailing, Hu Lancheng has experienced many world events before he has the qualifications to talk with Zhang Ailing at night.
Hu Lancheng accidentally saw Zhang Ailing's photo and was overjoyed, so he inquired about Zhang Ailing's residence. The next day, Hu Lancheng came to visit, Zhang Ailing did not open the door for him, ate the closed door soup, Hu Lancheng was inevitably upset in his heart.
But he is not a person who retreats from difficulties, and the more arrogant Zhang Ailing is, the more interesting he is. Before leaving, Hu Lancheng stuffed a note into the door and left his name and phone number.
The next day, Zhang Ailing called: because she felt that she was rude yesterday, she wanted to visit. When he first saw Zhang Ailing, Hu Lancheng had already fallen. Sweet words always come with an open mouth for Hu Lancheng, but Zhang Ailing does not know.
Hu Lancheng, who is good at clever words, gave her the most emotionally compatible tacit understanding, satisfied her inner "little girl" desire for love, and let Zhang Ailing enter her first failed marriage.
Her literary attainments also reached their peak in the company of Hu Lancheng. She ignored Hu Lancheng's identity as a traitor and resolutely reconciled with him. She was willing to endure Hu Lancheng's several betrayals, and still gave him financial help when he was in distress.
But Hu Lan became a merrier, and when he had a family, he was still entangled with other women, and he made the other party pregnant. Zhang Ailing was angry and hateful, and after breaking off relations with Hu Lancheng, she went to Hong Kong to heal her injuries.
In 1955, Zhang Ailing entered the United States and began the second half of her life, which was lonelier than fireworks. In March 1956, Zhang Ailing came to the city of Petersburg. Here she met her second husband, Raya.
It seems that Zhang Ailing has some paternal complex. She herself said something like this: I've always been kind to older people and slightly despised people who are about the same age as myself.
When Zhang Ailing met the German writer Lai Ya, she could always talk from sunrise to sunset. She is not afraid of the 29-year-old age difference, and she does not dislike Laiya for being seriously ill and penniless.
Soon after, Zhang Ailing found out that she was pregnant, which was the biggest test of her life for Zhang Ailing. She was never good at taking care of her life and taking care of herself, and she never had a way to do it well.
She was at a loss for the child and could only write to Raya for help. Before he could receive a reply, he was anxious to find Raya. After seeing Raya, the two discussed beating up the child.
In the matter of abortion, Zhang Ailing appears to be selfish. She didn't like children and never wanted to be a mother. What's more, at that time, her and Laiya's financial situation was not ideal, and after all, she buried her only chance to become a mother in this life.
After marriage, Laiya suffered two strokes in succession, and was paralyzed for two years before her death, and her life was all taken care of by Zhang Ailing. During this period, Zhang Ailing also took the dying Laiya around to seek medical treatment. It is not difficult to imagine Zhang Ailing's obsession with Laiya, who prefers to endure poverty and labor.
After Lai Ya's death, Zhang Ailing was really lonely. Laiya's death is not a blow to Zhang Ailing, but a defeat, and she has completely become an independent linshui illuminator.
In the 1980s, Zhang Ailing's life was almost isolated. From 1984 to 1988, she moved on average once a week, more than 180 times.
Zhang Ailing always said that there were lice everywhere she went, which made her uncomfortable. The lice are about there, but they are moved once a week, and she still hasn't found a suitable place that makes her feel free of lice, and even spends $200 a month to buy insecticides.
In September 1995, Zhang Ailing died lying on the only camp bed against the wall in the room, looking peaceful.
Zhang Ailing's heart is like a mirror, and the filthy and emotional barrier of people's hearts are thoroughly dripping in her pen. Men and women and those things, as if to her, like wild flowers, came and went. She also did not expect that she would be blown down by the ten miles of spring wind.
Just like when others are in distress, everyone can say a few words of comfort. But when it was his turn, even if it was his sincere consolation, he became a vain coconut, and he could not convince himself.
The truth is always told to others, just like Zhang Ailing's love novels are always written for others to see. Without that little personal bondage, no matter how real things are, it is not her own.
@Mr. Nangua Zhang Ailing's lifelong brightness and dampness have inadvertently penetrated into her literary works. What do you think about that?
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