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Fang Fang: Even if all arrows go through the heart, they have to them

2019-nCoV Special
[International News]     29 Mar 2020
Life is like this. In the face of life, everyone has their own ways of living, each has its own ideas. Of course, each has its own bitterness, each has its own happiness; each has its own warmth, each has its own cruelty. This is the creation of a novel written by Fang Fang many years ago. Even if ten thousand arrows through the heart, but also have to carry Wen / Fang Fang one day, I went to Shen...
Fang Fang: Even if all arrows go through the heart, they have to them

Life is like this. In the face of life, everyone has their own ways of living, each has its own ideas. Of course, each has its own bitterness, each has its own happiness; each has its own warmth, each has its own cruelty.

This is the creation of a novel written by Fang Fang many years ago.


If all arrows go through the heart, they must bear them


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one day, i went to shenzhen, friend old Z drove me around shenzhen. Walking to a place, see a house. old Z said, all said that this house feng shui is not good, all the roads are directed at it, feng shui division said this is called ten thousand arrows through the heart. None of those who do business here are done. I immediately blurted out that this is really a good novel topic.

Another day, a friend told me one thing. Said it was a woman, her husband laid off after jumping off the building suicide. She had to work hard on herself to support her father-in-law and her son. Because of her long busy life, she completely ignored the influence of her father-in-law and mother-in-law on her son. As a result, the son accepted the idea that "if it weren`t for your mother, your father would n` t die ", and had a grudge against his mother. Growing up, she was also very cold to her mother.

The woman felt that living was totally boring. She said, I can bear the pain and the tiredness, but I can`t bear the eyes of my son, there is hatred in it. One day, a newspaper reported how the women in hanzheng street were struggling to make a living with a pole between men.

Day after day, some things like this and that are conveyed to me intentionally or unintentionally. Slowly, they connect a piece of life in my heart. In this piece of life, a woman named Li Polly appeared, she gradually clear, gradually prominent, gradually eye-catching.

This Li Baoli, is not pay attention to the taste of life, is not to talk about cultural upbringing, is coarse, is loud and loud, is hot temper, is in front of the husband`s boss, is mind, is ordinary and mediocre.

But at the same time, she is also warm-hearted and quick-hearted, is the knife mouth tofu heart, is strong and strong, is bear humiliation, is filial piety and love family, is able to swallow tears into the stomach, is optimistic to face life, is dare to bear, is to have great love and great kindness.

Actually this is the image of Wuhan woman in my mind. Walking down the street, I could see them, get on the bus, I could meet them, get into the restaurant, I could deal with them. In Wuhan, their shadows are always around, and their voices are almost everywhere. I think they`re too familiar with them, and they` ve already become more aware of the way they talk and behave.

An old industrial city like Wuhan and an old commercial city have countless laid-off women workers and countless women who do small business. Like men, they struggle to get a life in a time of intense competition, rapid pace and market chaos.

It is believed that many of them have experienced the great strain and pain of life, but when you see them, they rarely cry like little girls, or show a bitter face at all times, or see people complain about their experiences. They used to hide their inner pain with a bluster laugh. Say one more word, will you? Don`t you have to carry it yourself? can`t cry every day. With Polly Li, my heart also became warm.

Following Li`s eyes and gestures, I saw other characters again. Well, that`s what life is like. In the face of life, everyone has their own ways of living, each has its own ideas. Of course, each has its own bitterness, each has its own happiness, each has its own pain, each has its own happiness. Each has its own warmth, each has its own cruelty. Just, how much happiness, happiness and warmth in life, there will be how much hard, bitter and cruel. I guess that`s all I` m going to say.


Fangfang: originally named wang fang, born in pengze, jiangxi province, born in nanjing, jiangsu province, now lives in wuhan, china`s contemporary female writer, representative works "water under time "," ten thousand arrows through the heart "," scenery ", the latest long" is nothing and so on ", sina Weibo "fang ".

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