"Forever Eve" is the name of a column written by Sanmao, which mainly writes some of her life experiences and observations, and is her "memory of some beautiful life".
This is a topic that Sanmao thought of a long time ago, and she wanted to use this topic to write about her Friends of Western origin, but it was not written in the end. Later, it was used to record himself, and Sanmao became his "eternal Eve".
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Sanmao begins by quoting the Russian writer Dostoevsky: "Unless you are too despicable to favor your own people, you can shamelessly write about your own affairs." ”
Because of this sentence, Sanmao's writing almost stopped. The affairs of others have no enthusiasm for writing for the time being, and their own affairs do not dare to write again. Later, when I moved, I would pass by a man and a horse selling apples every day in front of my house, and Sanmao couldn't help but want to write about this horse. Later, I thought about many small things I had experienced in my life, "I can't help but want to write, and I can't do it without writing." ”
As a writer, this is the best state. When words and emotions surge in the heart, and the feeling of discomfort appears if you don't write, the text written is often the most real and moving.
Truth does not mean how close the plot and content are to reality, but a real emotion will flow out of the text. This feeling, riding on the wind of words, flows into the heart of each reader.
If Sanmao really stopped recording his own affairs because of the Words of the Russian writer, it would be a great loss for the reader.
Some people are born for writing. Not only because I have read countless books since I was a child, but also because my inner emotions are abundant, my innocence and romance, my imagination is wild, and my spiritual world is rich, Sanmao is such a person. Words are not tasks for her, but games.
"My writing was originally a game, and I sat down uninhibited and freely scribbled what I wanted to write on the paper. In me, it is such a natural and fun thing, so forcing myself not to write will be a kind of hard-to-learn patience..."
So Sanmao began to write himself unscrupulously. "Beautiful Eve" was born. She was "incredibly comfortable inside" and "as free as air."
Sanmao played while devoting himself to the article, writing to the extreme, even sad things, is a feeling of happiness.
The writer reveals his true feelings in the text, and the reader enjoys reading it. Following Sanmao's free brushstrokes, he was picking up the jewels left behind in life with her, and his heart always felt quiet and beautiful.
Yan Geling once said in a speech, "I feel that I want to write, and it seems that I will die if I don't write in my life, and I am passionate to this extent, and I have this sense of mission." "Sanmao is the same, writing becomes a mission, and if it is not completed, it will not be completed."
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"Scavenger Dreams" is one of the "Eternal Eve", which records sanmao hour essay is excellent, always as a sample essay in the class recitation, one day the teacher came up with a topic about the ideal, let Sanmao stand up and read.
"I grew up one day, and I wanted to be a person who picked up the pieces, because this kind of profession not only can breathe fresh air, but also can walk and play in the streets, work while playing, free and happy like birds in the sky." 」
The essay was criticized by the teacher and asked to be rewritten. So Sanmao wrote about being a popsicle seller, because he could "do business while taking a look at whether there were any good things that had been discarded in the garbage bins along the street." ”
Again asked to rewrite. In the end, this article ended with "Becoming a doctor and saving the people of the world". The teacher thinks this is an ideal.
Education will always do something against the will of the people, and the ideal is not a grand wish, but a joy. The scavenging mentioned by Sanmao is the dream she sent in her heart, and she has begun her scavenging journey since she was a child.
Sanmao's first toy was picked up from the ground, but it was just a curved branch. Sanmao likes to walk around, and the field trails are a road full of treasures for her.
A marble, a dog tooth, a pin, an empty bottle, all her treasures. Before Sanmao grew up and left home, her parents' home was full of everything she had picked up, and for others, it was a treasure.
In the Sahara Desert, Sanmao gave full play to his ability to pick up waste and laid out "one of the most beautiful homes in the world".
Sanmao said that if one day he is old, he will make a book, write down all the things he has picked up in his life, and then throw the books to the garbage dump, and some people will pick up the books and start to pick up the waste, so that the dream of scavenging in this life can be inherited.
Alas, Sanmao passed away without giving the world a little preparation, and those memories of scavenging were also taken away by Sanmao.
Writers are people who have compassion for the world, and they have a sensitive sense of beauty.
Jia Pingwa's home is full of bottles and cans, and for him, those things that outsiders seem to have no pulse are breathing life.
Xue Xiaochan is also a person who loves to pick up waste, broken bottles, broken jars, placed in the home, planted flowers, filled with water, are all beautiful enjoyment.
Although Sanmao has left, I still believe that she loves the world. Her love was hidden in the vast expanse of the Sahara Desert, in the fine crumbling of flowers and grass, in the daydreams of scavengering.
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Although Sanmao is married to Jose, who has deep eyes, she has always been a complete oriental woman. The nostalgia for the homeland is also sincere.
The arrival of his cousin's brother-in-law reminded Sanmao of all kinds of things in his hometown. Living on foreign islands for many years, not to mention Chinese, seeing his cousin-in-law and hearing his Chinese, he evoked the enthusiasm, sadness and memories in Sanmao's mind.
"The words of this person in front of me blasted away another world that I had not touched for a long time, and the people and things in that world flashed in my mind like sparks."
The brother-in-law is the captain of the ship, and there is a boat passing by Sanmao's residence, and he invites Sanmao and his friends to the boat to eat dumplings. Jose praised the dumplings for being extraordinary and especially delicious.
When he got off the boat and went home, his brother-in-law packed some dumplings and some other Chinese food for Sanmao. When parting, Sanmao sighed, tomorrow is the end of the world.
At night, Jose slept, and Sanmao was extremely homesick and hungry, so he secretly ate the dumplings in the refrigerator, leaving only five for Jose. The next day Jose accused Sanmao of being selfish. Sanmao giggled.
Sanmao is such a person, revealing cuteness in simplicity. Think of anything, do what you want, and don't think too much about it at all.
In order to compensate, Sanmao began to teach himself to make dumplings and conduct a dumpling experiment. Dough, roll out the skin, chop the stuffing, try it one at a time. From the initial "skin as thick as a city wall, dried meat like a waste bomb" to the final "like a group of moons on the beach", Sanmao has become a veritable dumpling king. Not only can she entertain guests with dumplings, but she also imagines opening a dumpling shop.
Sanmao calls himself a person who is often "in the moon of Valencia", a Spanish saying that describes a person who is fascinated by the moon, who is fascinated by the moon, whose soul is flying out of the sky and forgets where he is. This is exactly what Sanmao describes as being overly focused on any small thing.
The matter of selling dumplings has not been realized, but it is just a matter of imagination, and the technology of making dumplings sanmao has indeed mastered.
The guest ate the dumplings and said, "Everything you did for me today, I will remember for the rest of my life." ”
Sanmao ran to the bathroom and laughed.
"Where am I doing these things for whom, I'm just enjoying my life, using dumplings as toys and dressing up a table of genuine house wine that I dreamed of since childhood." 」
For Sanmao, doing things is not for others, and the fun is in it. If you are burdened with responsibility and pressure, you will not bother to do it.
She has the tenacity of an oriental woman, and is a free and lively soul, and the journey of life is just a dreamlike game.
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Even today, Sanmao's life is still enviable. Sanmao's text, without any deliberate pursuit of the effect, but unique.
In Sanmao's text, the reader seems to follow her thoughts and fly to the distance. It was a pure world without any dust stains.
Some people say that Sanmao's real name is Wandering. Yes, in the vast Sahara Desert, waiting for a love, waiting for a pure land, waiting for simple people.
Sanmao was like a child, embracing this complicated world, but as far as her eyes could see, it had become a gentle land.
Who doesn't wander through the vast expanse of time and space? In the ultimate life, we can't exhaust all our wishes, even the dreams of our childhood.
Always like a child, with the first love for the world and the initial curiosity, explore, hope, and be grateful for everything.
Sanmao is eve forever, she is the brave, fearless woman, no one can stop her, no one can change her. Her soul is transparent and cannot be disturbed by outsiders.
Zhang Yiwu once said: Sanmao's main achievement is not in literature, but in lifestyle.
The world loves Sanmao, loves her wen, and loves her. It is precisely her unique way of getting along with the world that has shaped her, shaped her writing and her books, and allowed more readers to contact her, understand her, and love her.
A writer's ideas can be imaginative, but they cannot be completely independent of the writer's personal experience. Sanmao wrote in her life and also with her soul. Words are Sanmao's channel to connect the world and a bridge that leads people to her. The memories of those beautiful lives in "Eve Forever" are engraved in the text and have been passed down to this day.