Editor's note: Mr. Zhong Yue is a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association and a member of the Hunan Writers Association. Novels, essays, dramas, poems, etc., have won many national, provincial, and municipal literary creation awards. In particular, his novella "Snow Burial on Tianci Street" won the first Ding Ling Literary Award.
Shocking "Snow Burial"
—— Read Mr. Zhong Yue's novel "Snow Burial on Tianci Street"
Qingming returned to his hometown for a rest, made a special trip to visit Mr. Zhong Yue, and the old friends met and talked very happily. When it comes to his past literary creations, Mr. Zhong Yue is very interested, he has an excellent memory when he is approaching his old age, and he is full of excitement when he tells interesting anecdotes about his creations.
▲ The author of this article is Mr. Zhong Yue
During the conversation, he casually took out several old magazines from the shelves, including "Biansai", "Mangyuan", "Times", "Hibiscus", "Peach Blossom Spring", "Television, Film, Literature" and other periodicals and magazines, all of which published novels and essays written by Mr. Zhong Yue. He opened the magazine "Biansai" with great interest and said to me: "This large quarterly magazine has published my novella "Snow Burial on Tianci Street", which also won the first Ding Ling Literary Award. Listening to his account, I was quite surprised and emotional. After more than 30 years of absence, I knew very little about Mr. Zhong Yue's creative career in the field of literature, let alone that he was already a member of the Writers Association and the Chinese Prose Literature Association. Mr. works silently, humbly and low-key, these periodicals and magazines in front of me show that Mr. has achieved fruitful literary creations over the years, which makes me admire! I held the magazine "Biansai" and said to my husband: "I will take this magazine back and read it carefully, enjoy this award-winning work, and send it back to you tomorrow." The gentleman readily agreed.
Back at the Orchid Garden Hotel, I couldn't wait to open the magazine and read the award-winning work. I read the 90,000-word novella "Snow Burial on Tianci Street" almost in one sitting, the storyline of the novel is not complicated and twisty, and there are only a few main characters described in the book. What attracted me to it was the poignant, sad, and gripping storyline of the book that attracted me so much that I couldn't bear to read it. The tragic fate of Liu San,, and Yipan touched my heart, moved me and sighed. Especially at the end of the book, Liu San was buried in the snow in the cold town, and his frozen statue stood by the stone bridge stream.
Mr. Zhong Yue's portrayal of several characters in the novel is very successful. have a cheerful personality, simple and practical, and in order for the family to live a good life, she works hard day and night to run the stilted teahouse. She dotes on her daughter Panpan, and she also loves her man deeply, when the family encounters sudden changes, she messes up and has no master. The man died of illness in a foreign country, and she was so grief-stricken that she finally chose to die with the man who died. "She lay on her man's grave, her body stiffening...... This all-nighter, I must have cried all night... Great sorrow, great sorrow... People can't hold it anymore... Pity her and follow her man like this, go to ...... ", the tragic ending of this poor woman is embarrassing."
Panpan grew up slowly in the favor of her mother and under the careful care of Liu San, she was gifted and intelligent, and her somewhat stubborn personality revealed her weakness and kindness. She was attached to Liu San from the minibus, and she had to pester Liu San all the time and everywhere, "She is getting more and more stammered with Liu San, and she is more diligent than ever when she drills the shack." She not only asked Liu San to tell a lot of stories, but also asked Liu San to take her to play on the side streets and on the river beach. Liu San is used to and spoils Panpan, "Panpan, Liu San is more than before." "Panpan went to school on the first day, and took Panpan to school," but Panpan was very strange, she waved her little hand and retracted it. She didn't want to send it, but she wanted Liu San to send her to the school. So, Liu San limped and led Panpan to step into the threshold of the academy for the first time. Panpan's fate was also tragic, the family suffered a catastrophe, her father was sick and bedridden, and her mother left her to take care of her father. When she was helpless, only Liu San could protect her and shelter her from the wind and rain. But just as Liu San left the town to find her parents, the greedy businessman Shuai Fang Jin broke into the shack and raped her at night. She was disheartened and completely desperate, "In the dark, a terrible thought suddenly hit her heart, death!" Die?! Her heart shook like an awl into her heart, what a bloody cramp it was! "Poor little girl, poor panpan......
Although the author's description of Shuai Fangjin, the owner of Yongmaolong Fruit Shop, is not written much, his sinister and cunning profiteer's face and shameless nature of bullying and lustful are vividly portrayed in the pen of Mr. Make the reader grit his teeth and hate him, and want to smash this bad thing in the heart of the femme fatale with his fist to relieve his hatred!
Mr. Zhong Yue's description of Liu San, the protagonist of the novel, is undoubtedly the most perfect and successful among the characters. The image of this tragic character that the author focuses on rendering is vividly expressed between the lines, and these words deeply attract the reader and shock the reader's heart. Liu San is a storyteller living at the bottom of the town, with a bumpy fate in his life and suffering from the world. He is kind-hearted and knows how to repay his kindness. Liu San, who was lonely and helpless, came to the stilted house teahouse to tell stories, and the built a shelter for him. Liu San thanked the for their kindness, did their best for the prosperity of the teahouse, and did their best to repay them. "Since a fire twenty years ago, Liu San has never had a nest. Today, under the eaves of the Zhang family, tomorrow on the board of the Li family, now that he is taken care of by the, he Liu San is really grateful. "A lame wandering storyteller, if he falls in another house, will he be taken care of like a? Because of this, Liu San remembered that he was always uneasy, and he always wanted to do something big for the. This is hidden in the bottom of his heart, and in the next few years, Liu San naturally put his heart and soul on' Dumiao Panpan. ”
There was an accident in the stilted building teahouse, the' family suffered a flying disaster, and the boss of Yongmaolong, Shuai Fangjin, came to the door to force debts, "are so difficult to deal with", "But right now, how can the money of 200 oceans be handed over to the handsome boss?" … How could she not understand in her heart that this kind of silent debt collection is a hundred times more ruthless than yelling for money! Liu San at this moment, "My heart is very chaotic... What's next? Panpan's father is sick and must rush to it immediately; There was Shuai Fangjin sitting in the room, who wanted to reply. If you take it day by day, you will be tired from a day's rest. This person, this money, you have to think of a good way. don't think about anything, she's sick, she's a woman, and she has no plan, relying on her, I'm afraid it's in vain. "I don't know if it's out of sympathy and pity, or his original gratitude, in the face of the reality in front of him, the male owner is sick and uncertain, and a pair of weak mothers and daughters are difficult to deal with the creditors who come to collect debts. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he had a burden on his shoulders, such a heavy burden! … He seems to feel that he, Liu San, didn't come to this world to get anything for himself, he came, as if he came to live and die for this unfortunate mother and daughter. As he thought so, something indescribable gradually arose in his heart, ah! It seems to be a force. This force naturally put himself in the position of a life-threatening protector. He secretly felt that the power in his heart could resist anything in the outside world. Even though he knew he was disabled and penniless, he wanted to think so. ”
Where does Liu San's power come from? What was it that motivated him to dare to take on the role of protector? I was lost in thought, I was going to find the answer, to crack the author with an exclamation point "Ah! To describe where Liu San's power comes from?
Sympathy for the weak and protection of the weak is the integrity that men should have in traditional Chinese culture, and Liu San's bones flow with the heroic blood of men, and the heroic spirit of not being afraid of power. In the face of the weak mother and daughter who were unable to deal with the catastrophe, he did not hesitate and stepped forward to consciously take on the role of protector; Liu San is alone, helpless, fortunate to settle in the Tianci Street stilted building teahouse to tell stories for a living, and has been carefully taken care of by, he has been with the for more than ten years, and has fully integrated himself into this family, not relatives are better than relatives, the family is in trouble, he should come forward; Liu San is grateful to, and loves Panpan, this kind of love has long surpassed the love of ordinary people, Panpan's name was given by him, Panpan grew up slowly under his care, he told Panpan stories, taught Panpan to read, and taught Panpan how to behave. Panpan brings fun to his lonely life, he can't do without Panpan, he can't live without Panpan, his love for Panpan is hidden deep in his heart, which is clearly the father's unforgettable love for his daughter. Therefore, Liu San can't hesitate, let alone retreat, he must muster up the courage and straighten his back! This is where his confidence lies, the source of his strength. "I, Liu San, am the strong support of your mother and son, with me, no one will want to bully you!"
In the subsequent changes in events, in order to protect Panpan, Liu San tried his best, and his series of behaviors and behaviors also fully proved this. When Liu San realized that Yongmaolong's boss Shuai Fangjin had malicious intentions towards Panpan, he was vigilant and vigilant, always on guard, and he wanted to do his best to protect Panpan from being poisoned by bad people. "There is only one bunk in the shed, and I hope to sleep. Liu San didn't open a shop, he opened a shop. The rows were spread out on the threshold of the shack. After Panpan washed his feet and slept on the upper bunk, Liu San used a few wooden door panels to block the door, spread the quilt, smoke, and sleep. He was always afraid that someone would come in unprepared, and he was especially worried about the "meaning" like Shuai Fangjin said, only this kind of shop reassured him. "Liu San is going out to find Panpan's parents, he doesn't worry about Panpan, before going out, Liu San specially explained to the old brother on the fishing boat, "Liu San wants him to lose his eyes and take care of something, Panpan is left alone in the shed, he is not at ease." ”
Liu San learned that Panpan's parents had both died, and this bad news must not be let Panpan know, what should I do? In order not to let the bitter hope be stimulated again, he could only choose to conceal it. He thought, what kind of hope is in sight, she looks at her father and mother, and looks at the good news. But if you go back like this, you can't wait for it! So, he thought so helplessly, he had to learn the tone of a, wrote the letter, and then hurried back to the side street with the tear-stained, crumpled letter..."
Liu San's thoughts, thoughts, and actions are all for the promise he made in his heart at the beginning, he wants to protect the family and protect Panpan from harm. The inexplicable pain in his heart, the boundless melancholy, tormented him, and scorched him. He had put himself in the position of a protector, and at that time, the were still there, and her man was still there. But now, the two of them left quietly, leaving Panpan behind, and came to an end. … Right now, Panpan is alone. Protector, now, he is a real, real protector. ”
Back in the small street, Liu San learned the news that Panpan was ruined by Shuai Fang Jin from the old brother on the fishing boat, like five thunderbolts. "Ahh Oh my! My Hope...... Liu San only felt his head "buzz", dizzy for a while, and almost collapsed on the rear deckboard. He was so angry that he was going to settle accounts with Shuai Fangjin. Liu San limped to Yongmaolong, "I'm looking for your handsome boss." Liu San's teeth were gritted and gurgling, and he wanted to smash this thing for the tiger with a few punches, so in a fit of anger, he limped and ran straight to the back room to find the mad dog surnamed Shuai. When Liu San saw Shuai Fangjin, he was annoyed, angry and hateful. Without waiting for Shuai Fangjin to stand still, Liu San pointed at Shuai Fangjin's face and scolded "Brute!" Brute! "The wrung eyebrows, the trembling hands. A few guys in the line grabbed Liu San's arm, strangled his ribs and waist, looked at Shuai Fangjin, and waited for his master's fate. Liu San was thrown out of the gate of Yongmaolong by the thugs, he is not Shuai Fangjin's opponent, in front of the evil forces, he is weak, he can't even protect himself, let alone protect Panpan. Liu San lost, and lost badly.
Panpan left him a note and left. Looking at this note, Liu San only felt that there was a golden flower in front of him, the sky was spinning, the earth was spinning, and there was a pitch black around him...... and he fell on the deck. With tears in his eyes, he staggered to his feet, and he wanted to go back to the shack at once to clean up and go to Panpan. He said that if he couldn't find Panpan, Panpan would really go crazy... He's going to die too..."Liu San, who can't find Panpan, is desperate, completely desperate... Poor Liu San, he is already disheartened, no, to be exact, the heart is dead. "The mournful, whining barking of dogs came from the snow in the brook of the stone bridge at the east end of the street." The last sound of "Wangwang" whimpered like crying, and they all shouted in the direction of the stream on this side. Here, beside the stream covered in ice and snow, a man with a bent waist and a rotten body looked at the path on the other side of the grove for a long time, motionless, the stiff body, the wooden hands, the foolish eyes, the ...... Liu San! This is Liu San!
The climax at the end of the novel is full of ups and downs, and the breathtaking text is poignant, moving, and tear-jerking. I think that when the author wrote the ending of this paragraph, he must have had mixed feelings in his heart, and it was extremely difficult to calm down. The author writes these heart-wrenching storylines with great heart, how can he not deeply attract the reader, and how can he not make the reader cry and be moved. The author's portrayal of the character of Liu San at the end of the novel is extremely precise, and the vivid and tragic character image deeply touches the hearts of readers. The description of Liu San's inner activities in the last moments of his life is apt and vivid, and the mixture of pathos and coldness arouses strong resonance among readers.
"He hates this small street that made him spend his life's work, and he is reluctant to give up this small street that gave birth to him and raised him." "The thing he went to the most was the stone bridge and creek at the east end of the street. …… Standing and looking in the midst of faint hope and dark anticipation. This is how he passed his time, and thus sent away his last journey. He waits, he waits for a day and does not come back, he waits for a day; January doesn't come back, he waits for January; If he doesn't come back for a year, he waits for a year; If he does not come back for the rest of his life, he will be ...... forever Ah, the thought of this causes a desolation in his heart. "He can't walk the side streets, he can only wait here, stand here, look here. …… But what kind of hope did he hope to come back at once, and immediately cross the stone bridge and threw himself into his arms, crying and sorrowing, crying out to heaven and to the earth...... Then, he held her and didn't shout, he hugged her and walked back to the side street with her tightly in his arms ... Walk back down the side street......"
"The snow is still falling, Liu San who is standing by the stone bridge stream is motionless, the wind is blowing the rotten towels and rotten wool on his body, and the crystal snowflakes turn his whole body white." "Under the faint winter sun, his whole body was shining with silver, shining, at first glance, like a twisted smooth stone pillar, and like a statue of a miraculous axe..." He's standing here forever and ever... Liu San! ”
Putting down the heavy scroll in my hand, I sat in a daze for a long time, and at this moment, an inexplicable melancholy suppressed me, and I suddenly felt a little out of breath. I turned my head to look at the hazy sky outside the window, and my heart that could not be calmed seemed to follow the author's brushstrokes, leading me to Tianci Street, to the stone bridge and creek shrouded in wind and snow, looking at the stiff, pitiful and pathetic statue of Liu San, the cold snowflakes covered my moist eyes, white, blank......
About author:Xu Yuanjun, a native of Jinshi, currently lives in Changsha. With the title of editor, he has published many articles in periodicals and magazines such as "China Collection", "Chinese Cooking", "Literary Life • Art China", as well as "China Shande Network" and "Red Net". His new work "The Collection of Far Away Monarchs" has been published by China Commercial Press.