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张爱玲散文经典 存稿(Eileen Chang´s prose classics)张爱玲散文经典 存稿(Eileen Chang´s prose classics) 张爱玲散文经典 存稿(Eileen Chang's prose classics) Eileen Chang prose classic deposit draft.Txt Deposit draft My writing was slow and exhausting, so sometimes when the editor asked me for a copy, I couldn't get it out. He s...

张爱玲散文经典 存稿(Eileen Chang´s prose classics)
张爱玲散文经典 存稿(Eileen Chang´s prose classics) 张爱玲散文经典 存稿(Eileen Chang's prose classics) Eileen Chang prose classic deposit draft.Txt Deposit draft My writing was slow and exhausting, so sometimes when the editor asked me for a copy, I couldn't get it out. He said, "you have a copy of the manuscript. Get one out."." In the course of time, I suspected myself that I did hoard a lot of manuscripts and started to collect them. Sure enough, yes, there is. I'm going to take a few excerpts and give a brief introduction. Who is willing to publish it, can claim -- is probably named for them. The oldest one called "ideal ideal village", is about twelve or thirteen years old when writing. Before, and unfortunately lost. I remember a story was originally an untitled family ethic tragedy, a well-off family, surnamed cloud, marry a daughter-in-law named Yuee, sister-in-law called wind E. The elder brother went out to business, so the wind e took the opportunity to set up a plot to kill his sister-in-law. Here was the end, did not continue to write an article, new historical novels, the beginning is: when the words of the Sui Dynasty and early Tang dynasty." I love it, it is like a roaring orange red age Xing xing. I remember this one is in an old book on an empty page of the manuscript, book on short and wide, divided into two sections, red stripes printed with yellow bamboo. Filled with a pen, with a relative named "braided big nephew" comes to see -- I was seven years old, but there is a lot of the twenty year old nephew, he said: "drink! The romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties has come." I feel very proud, but always write only one so without the courage to carry it off. It seems that I started to attack the editor when I was nine years old, but when I posted the news paper, there was a lot of news about it, and I stopped trying until two years ago After a few years' rest, when I was in primary school, I wrote a novel with a tip for the first time. The heroine Jane and her lover, parks, suddenly a hand touched her shoulder. She was her cousin. She introduced her boyfriend to Aunt Jane, which led to the tragedy of the triangle love affair. Suzhen angrily drowned Dutch act. The novel is written in pencil in a notebook, the students sleep in the mosquito net to read, Molaimo, writing brush confused. In the book "the man named Yin Meisheng, a classmate surnamed Yin said:" why does he also surnamed Yin?" The pen was changed to Wang Meisheng. I'll change it again. Often and often change, the paper also rub wear. It was done in private. In school, there is a new kind of composition. I remember a line of phrases: "the intoxicating spring breeze has transformed me into a stone statue at your door."." The ideal village of the ideal belongs to this period. I can't believe this is what I wrote here, I could not endure the new literary cliche: "on the hill there is a pre exquisite dance hall. After dinner, the white talk about the smoke gradually faded, revealing the clear Southern Blue sky. You can hear the melodious music, like a screen of color, from the top of the mountain and all over the mountain....... Here some active youth, some hot red heart, there is no decadent old man, only strong old boy. The silver month fan fan wandering in the empty sky, she seemed to cry, she hated his loneliness....... There is the swimming pool, always like a benevolent old woman, wrinkled smile, when she saw many lively children like the little mermaid like plop jumped into the water to go, she happily broke the great silver water. She gave a loud laugh. Old as she is, her heart is forever young. The children love her and they want them to live up to her expectations. They are trying to be a master swimmer....... Along the way are booming, with a smile of wild rose, the wind came, their wrists, send a bright eye, as it is in the fashion show in like fashion show. The spring from a crevice flow, flow, flow, flow to the foot of the mountain, forming a piece of blue Yan Lian pond. The wind blowing drunk in the world, you can stay in the boat, without a plan, and let it gently, as if afraid of waking the sleeping wave pool, floating floating, floating in the green willow trees....... What a poetic scene it is!" 1. Taiwan Pavilion, the Ming Dynasty Yongle, a style of popular years in the upper of a scholar bureaucrat, Wang heavy sentences elegance, many lost the spirit. Although I do not love Zhang Ziping, fashion trend, but with two emotions filled with "Yo". I have friends, she also Zhang Zhang, I love her; I love Zhang Ziping, Zhang Henshui II, the two often argued. Later, I wrote a novel pure Yuanhu "modern novels, a dream of Red Mansions". My father is back on behalf of, quite decent, a total of five back: "vicissitudes of life treasure article live floor, chicken dog, Jia Lian Ying Jing Ming": "to end our lawsuit, Chen Ying Chi Yan fashion game": "don't trust the prodigal boudoir Wai, pious lover parameter code": "you love ping stem family dependents, desolate road life with mandarin ducks": "good news, empty tears, light swing lovers were in the rain:" set up traps contrue angels dance songs of insurance, don't dream home a surprise". Start writing Bao Yu received a photo from Fu Qiufang: "Bao Yu smiled:" you look out in the criticism of a sudden, she is pretty or beautiful or sister? "Xiren to him heavily glanced at a way:" hum! I'll go and tell Miss lin! Compare her to someone out of the picture...... Don't forget yesterday, Mrs. told this evening, master bus back to Shanghai from Nanjing, ask you to be a Yingmao thing, don't forget, also made the Lord angry. "" 1 Zhang Ziping (1893 - 1959), modern writers, who wrote the novel the love triangle. In the early years, he participated in "54" new literature movement, and was one of the initiators of creation society. During the Anti Japanese war was attached to the Japanese, after a traitor in jail. Zhang Henshui (1895-1967), modern writer. The work is extremely romantic novels, such as "Chun Ming scholars", "Jinfenshijia", "karma" sadness and happiness, are widespread. Write Jia Lian Officer: "dark and crowded with people in a house, even aunt Zhao Zhou aunt also grew up in the mansion, aunt Zhao also pulled the sleeves and Sister Feng smiled shouted:" two great grandmother! '...... Xifeng beaming, a pull a gem: "Po brother, brother to you like a chain! He was trained by the God of the railway bureau to do it Bao Yu...... Squeeze in, see Jia Yang lies on the couch, Yuanyang squatting stool is a lamp burning opium, leaning to amber inclined owe mother Jia on the leg on a couch...... This is really a Jia Lian flower blossoming is open enough, this music straight joy the usual Western style paixiang formality was forgotten, take a step back, lowered his hand, respectfully bowed to Jia Zheng, said: "thank you uncle's cultivation. "" The girls in the room feng Zhijiu celebration, "he sat and looked at the president, she smiled and said:" today you also happy, don't stand on ceremony, sat together to have fun! '...... Three pass the cup and pass the cup...... Jia Lian said: "I do not know how much trouble this year's famine, now..."... She gave him a look: "money in hand to bite the hand, please go more than two small wife! "Jia Lian laughed and said:" grandma at ease, you have peace two unborn children this beauty, I also discuss what little wife? " The wind sister sneered: "putting flattering! You own your home sleep in the dream are not forgotten in the small village of Qinyuan sweetheart mansion, also what hypocritically? Everybody's heart is bright! "Jia Lian said:" especially since you go to make a game, I listened to your advice, the trip has not been to, this is she can be a witness. " Xifeng said, "in addition to her, you still do not know a few outside support in the court! I'll ask to see you and Vic careful as a general ledger! "They see what Cha she went to the cable, quickly hit a cha mixed the past. " Jia Zhen with a letter for you Erjie please lawyers to sue Jia Lian seduction abandoned, because he "got a new future, Guan Sheng matter", to greatly cheat him a loan. Jia Lian not only to think of money, "Jia Zhen go there anyway this is an accommodation at first he has a, he did not dare to refuse." Jia Zhen moved uilenbergi the case-dough to him, if he is a pretext to turn a friend borrowed. Madam Chairman Jia Yuanchun presided over by writing under the new life fashion show, Qin Zhong intelligent family to elope, sent out the officer officer Fang lotus joined the chorus, copying Jia Zhen son and Baoyu pursuit; clever girls tied; Naozhuo Baoyu and Daiyu went together, the family does not pass, then just leave, Jia mother Mrs. Wang finally succumbed. "Xiren called Bao Yu to the office she farewell, Bao Yu pleaded that:" the old aunt recently do not give a good face, "then he himself also feel regretful, ask Xiren said:" what is strange treasure sister to me? " Man: how do I know about you? Gem...... A long sigh. "When we left, and with black mouth, trouble broke, the moment he could not recover, he had to go abroad alone. This is a popular novel, I also wrote a trainer. When I graduated from high school, published two new literary cavity heavy novels in the magazine, "cow" and "Farewell to My Concubine". "Cow" can represent the general "love of art" urban youth about rural work, perhaps its ambition is commendable, but I always feel impatient to see: "Lu Xing holding pipe, fork waist stood in the doorway. The rain stopped and the wet grass on the roof was dripping bright. The underground and yellow tan Zi Wang, a green. Shuixin sparsely with water, a few foxtail, gently shaking the chestnut ears. The blowing wind is still cold from nose rubbing, but it seems a little more than winter grass incense. Lu Xing at the door and knocked out the ashes, a tight waist belt, went to the bullpen. On the other side, thin summer sun through the fence, in the mud on the ground covered with a uniform rectangular shadow and light. Two thin white chicken shaking wet wings, and eat peck. Inside the cowshed, the dusty empty sink lay lonely, covered with a sheet of paper, sunning itself. In the corner, there are dry grass. One side of the fence was white with friction, which had been filled with grass and neck and worn and rubbed. Lu Xing gently put his hand on the worn fence, stroking the rough wood on his nose, a wisp of bitter taste. The slow climb, blocked the throat, tears pan full of eyes. " He sold his ox, and the spring came, and there was no cattle to plow, and he intended to send two chickens to his neighbour, and rent an ox. She was initially opposed: "Oh, my God!"! First my cow...... My cow...... Alive to go, and the silver hairpins...... It's the turn of the two chickens again! You are a man, you only count my things......" The ox was borrowed, but he had a bad temper. The Spurs spurred him on, and the ox stabbed him in the chest, and he sent his life like this. "It is a time when the evening, black coffin Paul send a lady Xing pimadaixiao two people to go out. She repeatedly pressed his face on the coffin plate cold, rubbed the semi dry seal paint with her hair loose. Big brown eyes of her meek trembling filled with tears; she whispered with trembling voice said: "first...... First my cow...... I'll eat strong cows that I can make...... It was taken alive...... Silver hairpin...... The dowry of 90% silver, shiny silver hairpin...... And then my chicken...... And you...... And you've got to be settled...... "She cried eructate - she found love things she ever encountered have long wings, in the cool breeze Xixi to culvert. " "The yellow moon slanting in the chimney said, soft smoke misty, holding the flower in the mounds in the open purple small horn, dog tail grass began to broadcast with maroon ears. The life unfolding in front of the lady of the house of Lu was a long night - a lonely night without the sound of squeaky chicken and the tall shadow of Deng's swing in front of the lamp!" Last year saw Li Shifang's "" Baigan clusters, to Farewell to My Concubine, write a novel, but because it is written, that beautiful sentences now only feel disgusting and hatred; because unable to break away from that memory, not exactly written. The "little" Chinese Farewell to My Concubine smell, is now popular costume drama. Xiang Yu is the rebel leader of jiangdong". Yu Ji was a pale, loyal woman behind the overlord. Overlord really unified the world, even if she did your Ji, the future is not coke concept. Now he is her sun, she is the moon, and reflects his light. If he had had numerous emperor's harem, meteor flying their sky. So she secretly hoped that the fight would go on. One night in the pit, she heard the enemy's "crying the Great Wall" in the Chu state at the camp. She hurried back to the camp to report bullies, but could not bear to wake him. "He is a young people forever in: although his scattered in front of the forehead hair has a few gray, and the sun has solidified his sword in the forehead to draw a few deep wrinkles, his face still sleeping with a baby frank and stubborn." Li Shifang. Peking Opera actor, one of the "four small Mingdan". He is a disciple of Lanlao mei. The king heard that Liu Bang had the best besieged on all sides, Chu. The "heart in pain, when she saw the king stubborn lips turned white. His eyes were cold and glassy. The stare of her eyes was so terrible that she could not help but cover her with her loose sleeve. She could feel his eyelashes on her palms and shortness of wing incitement, she felt a cold tears from the palm of her hand rolled into her arms. It was the first time she knew the hero's traitor was a tear animal." He threw off her hands and dragged his feet, Askew and back to the tent. She came to see him with a waist, sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. The candle left only a long thumb. The residual light penetration into the dawn has." "Give me some wine." He began to look humble." He smiled at her as he held his wine lamp in full amber, and held his hand on his knee." "We're done, man.". Look at the situation, we are doomed to be surrounded by the beast, but we don't do what we have to do is hunting, hunter. Tomorrow, ah, no, today, today is the last time we hunt. I want out of a trail, walk from the Chinese Army military helmet! Well, then, Liu Bang, does he think I've been caged in by him? I have at least a carefree hunting chance, maybe my shotgun will pierced his heart like me, piercing a precious purple raccoon general. Yu Ji, put on your Persian armor, and you must follow me until the last minute. We're all going to die on horseback. " Yu Ji refused to go with him, for fear of breaking up his heart. He said: "Oh, you have to stay in the rear, let the Chinese Army soldiers found you, take you to Liu Bang!" "Concubine smile. She quickly tied a knife sheath, only once, deeply stab into her chest." "He rushed to hold her waist, her hand still clutching the gold handle. Xiang Yu lowered his tearful fire, and big bright eyes fastened on her. She opened her eyes, and then, as if unable to stand the intense sunshine, she closed them again. Xiang Yu put his ear to her trembling lips, and he heard her say something he did not understand: "I am glad of this kind of trap.". "" "After her body is getting cold, Wang put her chest knife out in his blood were wiped out. Then, teeth, a boar roar shagari like voice, he shouted: "sergeant, sergeant, from angle of painting! Commanded the horse, we need to go down! "" The last scene is too much like Hollywood movies. Later, I went to Hongkong to study. After three years of rest, I didn't write in chinese. In order to practice English, even letters are written in english. I think it's a very useful constraint. Now I wrote again, without limit. It should stop, stop again when the pen for three or five years, and may have unknown progress. (income "gossip", December 1944 Chinese SCIENCE EDITION) C Crazy Horse Saoxiao
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