Ask Wang Xiaobo for prose? Wang Xiaobo s Literary Criticism

Night Traveler Review: In Wang Xiaobo's pen, night is dark, scarcity, miserable, tense, sinister, forested, and boundless, which means darkness, depression, confusion, horror, despair, and death. When Wang Xiaobo compared the "Cultural Revolution" period to a long dark night, the connotation of the image of "night" in Tingkai was still relatively narrow, and from the perspective of Wang Xiaobo's entire life and his creation, he endowed "night" with rich and profound meaning.

Commentary: Like the weird blues, it is a state of mind, and it is the expression of the author's "present" state of mind when writing, here, the author of Bi Fuqin expresses the belief that he will never give in under coercion: "Some people can get happiness from submission and obedience, but I can't."

He said that there is only one kind of life that is desirable, and that is to be lost.

Wang Xiaobo is a smart and wise person, a person who can read life, and a person with a fighting spirit, I can feel it when I read his books. In his ** "** Era", "Love in the Revolutionary Period", "Standing at Thirty" and the essay "The Silent Majority", what he talked about the most was the harm that the Cultural Revolution brought to people in that era, especially the spiritual fooling was the most unforgivable. His anger is dissolved in the humorous and sharp sentences in the book, and the characters he describes have indelible blood, a love of life, a desire for truth, and an unforgettable pursuit of fun.

As he himself said, "I live in the world only to understand some truths and meet some interesting things." In 1991, "Times" won the 13th Taiwan "United Daily News" Literary Award Novella Award, **in the "United Daily News" supplement**, and was published in Taiwan.

The acceptance speech "Work, Mission, Confidence" was published on the 24th page of United Daily News on September 16, 1991. This award made Wang Xiaobo have a firm confidence in writing, "Before writing "** Times", I never felt that I wrote well, and "** Times" was consciously written well. This ** is my darling.

Since then, Wang Xiaobo's ** creation has been unstoppable. In 1995, "Future World" won the 16th Taiwan "United Daily News" Literary Award for the novella again. In 1997, "** Era", "** Era" and "Bronze Age" were published by Huacheng Publishing House, and the premiere ceremony was held at the Museum of Modern Chinese Literature in Beijing on May 13, triggering a craze for reading Wang Xiaobo's works.

In October, "The Silent Majority: The Complete Essays of Wang Xiaobo" was published by China Youth Publishing House. Anyone who has read Wang Xiaobo's works will have this feeling, and his works have two obvious characteristics, one is freedom, the other is rationality, and consistency, from life to death. His thoughts are full of strange flowers, which fill the dreary literary world with the fragrance of flowers, let us breathe the breath of maverick freedom, and let us feel the joy of thinking.

Before his death, he said that he "could not gain anything in the society in which I lived", but after his death, he used his words to let us "harvest elegance, harvest finely crafted romance, harvest black humor." ”

My favorites are "The Silent Majority" and "Maverick Pig", I like him a lot, the articles he writes are not extreme, and there is a sense of eloquence, even if he wants to refute himself, he says it leisurely. Authentic and bold.

All human suffering is essentially anger at one's own impotence.

I give you my whole soul, with its quirks, petty tempers, flickering light and dark, a thousand eighteen hundred bad things. It's so annoying, only a little good, love you.

Unwilling to be sober, preferring to indulge in indulgence all the time. I don't know the way back, and I'd rather chase it without regrets for a lifetime.

I was twenty-one years old that day, and I had a lot of extravagant hopes in the ** era of my life. I want to love, I want to eat, and I want to become a half-light and half-dark cloud in the sky in an instant, and then I learned that life is a slow process of being hammered, people get old day by day, and their extravagance fades day by day, and finally they become like a cow that has been hammered. But I didn't foresee this when I celebrated my twenty-first birthday.

I felt like I was going to be alive forever and nothing could hit me.

My courage and yours add up to enough for this world, right? To make our voice to the world, I dare alone, with you, I dare.