In the distant and mysterious Sahara Desert, a story is unfolding. It's not just a journey across the desert, it's an adventure to the soul.
Sanmao is a woman who is full of desire for life and unswerving in love, she abandoned her comfortable life and followed her lover Jose to this "hometown of her past life" in her heart.
But this desert has both dreamlike beauty and endless hardships and challenges.
This article will reveal the real life of Sanmao Sahara: the hand of writing is used to deliver water, and daily necessities are all picked up.
Dream and reality in the desert
In the vast Sahara Desert, Sanmao and Jose are extraordinarily small. The desert wind, with the heat of the scorching sun and the cold of the night, never stopped blowing through every inch of the land.
And in this seemingly desolate area, Sanmao found her dream.
Growing up in an environment of material abundance, she always had a longing for the distance and an unusual view of life in her heart.
Her dreams are like a strange flower in the desert, desperate to grow towards the sun.
She used to be the kind of girl who, in her spare time, would stare out the window and imagine what the scenery was like in distant places. Books became her wings, taking her over countless kingdoms and deserts.
And when she meets Jose, the man who is willing to give up everything for her, she knows that her dream has finally found a home.
Together, they embark on a journey to the Sahara, where there is the "past life homeland" in her heart, the freedom and adventure she craves.
In the first few days of arriving in the Sahara, everything was so new and challenging. Their dwelling was a humble hut surrounded by endless sand dunes, and most of the furniture was scavenged from the ruins of the neighborhood.
When night fell and the temperature of the desert plummeted, they snuggled together and made a fire with wood that Jose had picked up.
During the day, Sanmao would pick up a heavy bucket to fetch water from a distant water source, stepping on the hot sand with every step, but her heart was full of satisfaction and happiness.
Although life was hard, Sanmao never complained. In her eyes, all these hardships are the spice of life and the only way for her dreams to come true.
She likes to pick up a pen in the early morning, when the first rays of sunlight shine on the desert, to record what she sees and feels. She wrote about José's smile, the tranquility of the desert, and the endless starry sky.
Her pen is full of love for life and longing for love, and every word shines with hope.
But living in the desert is always fraught with uncertainty.
Once, a sudden sandstorm nearly cost them their lives. The sky suddenly darkened, and the wind and sand cut through the air like knives, and they hurriedly hid in their huts, hugging each other tightly with their bodies, waiting for the storm to pass.
After the storm, Sanmao walked out of the house, looking at the devastated desert, and couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.
She knew that this was the life she had chosen, and no matter how hard it was, she would stick with it.
As time went on, Sanmao and Jose's life in the desert became more and more regular. They learned how to look for traces of life in this inhospitable land, how to find joy in a difficult environment.
Although people on the outside world may not be able to understand their choice, for Sanmao, this is her home, where her dreams and the people she loves deeply.
Her heart has finally found a place to live in this desert.
The sweetness and sustenance of love
In Sanmao's life, love is a moving hymn and a symphony of joy and sorrow.
Her love story with Jose, like the desert of the Sahara, is both endlessly bitter and indescribably beautiful.
In her works, this love is portrayed as an idealized image, like an oasis in the desert, which countless readers fall for and yearn for.
However, reality is always more complex than words. Jose gave up his dream of the sea for the sake of Sanmao. He was originally a sailor who loved the sea and had an infinite yearning for the boundless ocean.
But for the sake of Sanmao, he chose stability and chose to accompany her most by the desert. This sacrifice is the heaviest weight of love.
And Sanmao is not the woman who can only write quietly at home, she has learned to survive in the desert, carrying heavy buckets with her delicate hands and shouldering the burden of life.
In their cottage, José would try to restore the furniture he had picked up, while Sanmao would be busy between words and life.
Even in the most difficult times, her pen still flows with a love for life and a deep love for Jose.
She recorded the bits and pieces of their lives in words, every quarrel, every laughter, she carefully preserved.
She creates an ideal world in the text, a world that belongs only to her and Jose.
But life is always unsatisfactory, and their lives are full of endless challenges and hardships. Jose often went out to find the supplies they needed to live, while Sanmao stayed at home and waited.
Whenever Jose leaves, Sanmao's heart is full of worry. The desert is a place full of dangers, and any small mistake can lead to irreversible results.
But every time Jose returns safely with a full load of supplies, Sanmao's heart will be full of joy again. Their lives are hard, but they are full of dependence and love for each other.
However, fate always inadvertently hits people hard. Jose's unexpected death was like a sudden sandstorm that completely turned Sanmao's world upside down.
The person she depended on, the partner she lived with in the desert, was suddenly gone from her. Sanmao's world seems to have lost its color all of a sudden, and she can no longer find a way forward. She became the lonely wanderer, and there was no more place to live in her heart.
In the days following Jose's death, Sanmao's life became even more difficult. She had to face all the challenges in the desert alone, struggling with loneliness and despair every day.
But even so, she still retains her love for Jose in her heart. She perpetuates this love in words, in which she talks to José and tells him about her thoughts and endless sorrows.
Her words have become the last sustenance in her heart and a testimony of the love between her and Jose. In those dark and cold nights, it was the words that gave her a touch of warmth, and it was Jose's love that gave her the courage to move forward.
The Destiny of Words and Souls
In Sanmao's life, words are not only a tool for expression, but also her soul mate.
For Sanmao, the Sahara is more than just a desert, it is a microcosm of the life she has experienced with Jose, a place where dreams and reality are intertwined in the depths of her soul.
Every grain of sand, every gust of wind, breathes new life in her words.
Even after facing the hardships of life and the sad death of Jose, Sanmao's pen did not stop, and she recorded her sadness, loneliness and deep thoughts on life with words.
In the days after Jose's death, Sanmao seemed to have lost the compass of his life. Her life became at a loss, but she still kept writing.
Every day, she would sit at a simple wooden table, facing the vast desert outside the window, and the pen in her hand seemed to come to life, flowing lines of words full of emotion.
In these words, Sanmao not only recorded her bits and pieces with Jose, but also expressed her views on life and confusion about the future.
In the dead of night, she would be alone, reminiscing about the time she spent with Jose, tears often flowing along with the words.
In Sanmao's paintings, the desert is no longer a dead and silent place, but a space full of life and emotion.
She uses delicate words to depict every corner of the desert, every invasion of wind and sand, and every magnificent scene of sunrise and sunset.
In her writing, the desert seems to have emotions and souls.
She spoke to the desert and told it what was on her mind, and the desert responded to her in its own way. In Sanmao's life, the desert became her friend, her home, her everything.
However, the weight of life eventually made Sanmao feel unbearable pain. After experiencing countless dark nights, Sanmao chose to end his life by suicide.
At that moment, her writing also reached its end. Her life and her words are like an unfinished symphony, tragic and profound.
She used her life to complete the ultimate pursuit and expression of love and life.
Sanmao's departure left a deep shock to the world. But her words, like her soul, remain in this world forever.
Every time we open her book, it's like having a deep conversation with her soul. We can feel her deep love for this world and endless thoughts about life.
Although her life is full of hardships and sorrows, her love and words are like a touch of splendor in the desert, forever shining with the eternal light of mankind.
After a long and arduous journey, we have finally come to the end of the story.
Here, we not only witnessed Sanmao's ultimate pursuit of life and love, but also felt her deep struggle and helplessness.
Her words are like a reflection of her soul, recording every heartbeat and every tear.
Despite the hardships of life and the death of her lover, she still insists on recording her feelings and thoughts with a pen.
But in the end, the weight of reality made her choose an extreme way to end her life, and her departure made us deeply feel the fragility and impermanence of life.
But her words, like her soul, live on forever in the world, continue to inspire every soul who perseveres in the face of hardship.
Sanmao's story tells us that no matter how difficult life is, as long as there is love, there is the strength to continue to move forward, and her words are the most beautiful scenery in her life, which will always be remembered in the hearts of those who have been touched by her.