"Alive" is the representative work of writer Yu Hua, which tells how a person struggles and tries his best to live in a long time.
The story is set in the big era, the protagonist Fugui was born into a landlord family, and when he was young, he became addicted to gambling and lost all the property in the family.
Since then, with the outbreak of civil wars, three antis and five reactions, the Great Leap Forward, etc., Fugui and his wife Jiazhen have lived involuntarily under the wrapping of the times.
Suffering, blood, death, as if endless, tragedies are staged one after another.
At the twilight of life, all the people who passed by were gone, and only the old Fugui accompanied by an old cow, recalling the past in the sun.
Writer Yu Hua uses his plain and thick tone to condense the entire era with one person, taking us through time, living, death and the meaning of life.
Nothing is more convincing than time,
Because time doesn't require us to change everything.
There is nothing more cruel in this world than time, it is just, just to the point of cold-bloodedness. It never stops for anyone, it always takes away many things from your life before you are caught off guard.
Compared with the time when thousands of years have not changed but washed away the destruction and buried everything, people are really small.
When we first came into this world,
Because I had to come;
Eventually we leave this world,
It was because I had to go.
In fact, whether we are born or die, we are equally powerless to fight back.
Test a person's standards,
It's about seeing where he puts his time.
We always say that time has no trace, in fact, time has traces, it remains on our bodies, in our hearts. What you have gained, what you have lost, what you have worked hard, what you have consumed, time is vividly remembered.
Man lives for the sake of living itself,
Not to live for anything other than to be alive.
What is the meaning of life?
Perhaps we have all pondered such a question, consciously or unconsciously. In order not to live up to parents, in order not to live up to lovers, in order not to be looked down upon, in order to be recognized by society...
We can have a thousand answers, but in the end there is only one answer: to live up to ourselves, to live up to this life that is only once.
Don't be confused, the dead still want to come back to life,
You can't die as a big living person.
Being alive is not easy compared to dying. At a particular moment, one should perhaps have the courage to die, such as for something more precious in one's heart.
But this does not mean that life is not precious, we should have the courage to live more than death. Those who have sacrificed are heroes, and those who live hard and tenaciously are not heroes?
Such a long life, such thorns, a thousand ravines, so many pains, setbacks, sorrows, do you dare to walk bravely, walk through?
Life is everyone's own feelings,
Does not belong to anyone else's opinion.
For a long time in my life, I cared a lot about how other people felt.
Because of the inexplicable inferiority in my heart, because of the urgent desire for security, because of the fear of being isolated, I am always used to compromise, used to pleasing others, accustomed to wronging myself.
Later, I gradually understood that each life is actually an independent planet, and even if you are close to each other, you are still two individuals.
Whether you are sad or happy, only you can really feel it.
Maybe the meaning of growth is a process of gradually moving towards loneliness, and you will slowly understand that 99% of the things that happen to us every day are meaningless to others.
Life is such a roaring train, and you are the only one at the helm, and other people occasionally get on this train, but they will eventually leave at a certain station, all passers-by.