This is the 124th original content released by Chenma in 2020. The full text has a total of 2,198 words. It takes about 2-4 minutes to read. I haven’t read prose in many years.

This is the 124th original content released by Chen Ma in 2020.

The full text has a total of 2198 words. It takes about 2-4 minutes to read.

In my memory, I haven’t read prose for many years. The last time I was seduced by prose was when I was young. It was when I read Sanmao, Xi Murong, and those wandering words about flowers, birds, clouds, and grass. I was so seduced by the breath between the lines that I wanted to leave the disturbing place immediately. When I was a boy, I wanted to wander around the world and live a life of peace and tranquility...

My son is in junior high school, and the Chinese reading questions have begun to dismantle prose. Occasionally I accompany him to do Chinese reading comprehension. It is always difficult to like the essays used as topics. There are also many beautifully written and artistic conceptions, but human psychology is very strange. As long as it is related to exam-taking, Two words, no matter how good the artistic conception, no matter how beautiful the words are, it is difficult to appreciate the beauty. I don’t know how many Chinese people under the exam-oriented education have a similar experience to me when it comes to prose reading experience.

The beauty of prose

However, prose reading in adulthood is completely different from the reading era. There are no assessment requirements for exam-oriented education. There is no need to chew up and round out the meaning of the author behind each sentence. You only need to focus on the present and focus on The artistic conception and reverie that the text brings to us when reading are enough.

Therefore, the purity of reading, in my opinion, is best reflected in prose.

is curious about Yan Shuxia because of a familiar friend from the publishing house. She is very fond of Yan Shuxia and loves the erraticness and agility of her words. She often praises me and asks me to read it. He also told me that if I read Yan Shuxia, I would definitely love it too.

Reading

When I read Yan Shuxia, I was truly bewitched by her.

Yan Shuxia's new collection of essays "The Life Without" was published by Xinhua Pioneer in October 2020. Naturally, I started to buy it immediately. I was curious about this author who has been recommended several times. I am curious about this author who is said to make me fall in love with it as soon as I read it. A master of words.

This collection of essays by Yan Shuxia, "The Life Without", includes three volumes: "Horizon", "Shadow of a Certain City" and "Before Dark", including a total of thirty-five essays and one short story.

Cover of "The Life Without"

Sure enough, my friend understands me. Reading Yan Shuxia's prose, I was stunned for a moment subconsciously. Yan Shuxia's writing is really extremely smart and erratic. Many things seemed familiar to me in a trance. The resonance is the memory that belongs to oneself.

There are countless definitions of living in the world, but I want to live a life of nothing.

What is the definition of living?

A writer who is used to reversing morning and dusk has different daily living habits from ordinary people. She is asleep when others are awake, and she is still awake when others are asleep.

was wandering the streets at three o'clock in the morning, walking, looking for food, and walking around in her daily life.

The streets at three o'clock in the morning

A life with nothing, the house is rented, the address changes every three days, nothing is left, there is nothing.

But, who says this is not life?

Who says that this kind of life is not a good life?

There is a time in everyone's life when you don't have to be like others, let alone worry about others, and simply be yourself. Even if you can't leave any trace of your existence, that's still life.

Yan Shuxia, a contemporary writer. Born in 1982, graduated from the Institute of Taiwanese Literature, National Chengchi University, with a doctorate. He has won the Hualien Literary Award, Taipei Literary Award, Lin Rongsan Literary Award, etc. His major works include the collection of essays "The White Horse Across the Dawn" and "The Life Without".

Winter is suitable for hibernation

Yan Shuxia wrote about winter "Winter on Sakagami":

When winter comes, I want to bury the room in the slope and spend the winter like seeds. Or I drove the car into the river and let the reeds at the bottom of the river cover me.There are always a few tentacles in winter's heart that are far-fetched... It's best that no one can find me. ... Talking among friends: Ah, she probably went to sleep...

Light words, weird dream-like thoughts. I would like to say that I am also a patient like this: every winter I feel like I just want to hibernate - like a tree frog, dormant in a hole, motionless, silent, as if I don't exist.

Winter is suitable for hibernation

In the winter in Chengdu, there is no heating. When it is extremely cold, even talking is filled with thick steam. This kind of season is only suitable for staying at home and hibernating. The windows with only a small gap are only used for simple ventilation. Cooking a steaming pot of hot pot at home is like the smoke of human fireworks, lingering around and making a room feel lazy.

Father's Memory

Lucky people are healed by childhood throughout their lives.

Yan Shuxia’s childhood memories are beautiful because of his father. Among the countless words, there are beautiful memories of my father in childhood. When she went to the cinema to watch a movie, even if a boring movie made her parents fall asleep, she still remembered that scene deeply in her memory. The silence of the entire cinema was exaggerated by the adults, and a child was quiet. Jing stared at the screen with her eyes wide open...

Fragments in memory

In the memory of going mountain climbing with her father, the hand that held her hand all the way was reassuring and she always called her "father" However, when he really turned his head, he discovered that the face was not his father's.

The trauma that the father brought to his daughter after running away from home flashed through the words. The peace of mind that I once felt slowly turned into disappointment. So I lived alone, so I frequently changed rentals, so I imagined again and again whether I would live this life alone, and finally be cured by another person in my thirties, who would replace the vacant father's position. Give her warm hands and give her enough sense of security.

Early morning confusion

People who live alone for a long time will be in a trance for a long time once they are disturbed. It is the hustle and bustle after tranquility, and it is an unaccustomed life.

When Yan Shuxia was writing his doctoral class, he got up early to go to class. He was so sleepy that it was the sleep time of his biological clock, but he had to brace himself and drag his sleepy body from one city to another to go to class. The sky is getting brighter, and the sky I saw during the journey cannot stop the numbness of my biological clock. The light changes from one journey to another in a trance, making people dizzy and feeling burdened...

The changes in light

In order to devote herself to normal life, she took a notebook and went to the library, trying to make herself in In that environment, you are more engaged and worldly. But in the end, I was asked not to type. The sound of typing was very noisy.

I remember that when my son and I were sitting at our desks, he always disliked the sound of my typing that would disturb him.

Actually, that’s it. If you can really be calm, how can the sound of typing bother you?

However, if you can't live in the world, then just pack up your notebook and get out. I guess at that moment, Yan Shuxia felt relieved in his heart. He felt relieved that he finally tried to live in the world, and he also felt relieved that he finally stopped forcing himself.

Prose writers should write in a refined and free way. In my opinion, they should enter that state first.

Yan Shuxia's dreamlike words break away from the transparency of prose, making people feel trance-like and immersive when reading. There are also many jokes that resonate with me.

Life is a huge container, and there is nothing in the container - Yan Shuxia

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