The book "Border City" is very romantic, and the life of the people in Xiangxi described in the book perfectly reflects the noble beauty of human nature.

The love between the old boatman and Cuicui's ancestors and grandchildren, the mutual admiration between Cuicui and Cuicui, and the brotherhood between Cuicui and Tianbao are all very pure feelings.

This is what Zhuang Yan can personally feel after staying in the tea mountain for so long.

If it weren't for the tragic ending in the end, the book could be said to paint a complete picture of paradise.

Some people speculate that this book actually represents Shen Congwen's two life stages, and the unique romanticism in it represents his lofty ideals and beautiful yearning when he was young.

The tragedy that follows was written after he felt the impact of modern civilization and his understanding of human nature after middle age.

The tragedy of the ending also symbolizes the violent impact of modern civilization on traditional culture, and at the same time indicts the loss of traditional virtues in reality.

However, Zhuang Yan doesn't think about what Shen Congwen wants to express now, he just wants to write what he has seen and felt with his own eyes.

He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to recall what he had seen and heard in that world during this time, the beautiful natural customs of Xiangxi, the enviable beauty of human nature, and what Cuicui thought in their hearts.

This is the most difficult time for Zhuang Yan to write so far, in the past, he basically only had to copy it, and at most it was to change what was too outrageous and unreasonable.

And now, he only has a story in his head, but not a single word, and the whole book is basically on his own, and he needs to properly depict what he sees and feels, and shows people a complete border city.

This border city may be different from Mr. Shen Congwen's border city, but Zhuang Yan also hopes to be able to express everything he wants to express.

"Where should I write first?order?flashback?" Zhuang Yan muttered to himself.

After thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that the order is not very good, in fact, the main part of the story is the content of the later, and the story of two years ago is just a foreshadowing of the story, and it is impossible for Zhuang Yan to push the timeline of the story forward by two years for the sake of a foreshadowing.

"From what angle? God's perspective, or from the big yellow dog's perspective?"

The perspective of the big yellow dog is still a little different from God's perspective, because Zhuang Yan spends most of his time by Cuicui and his grandfather's side, and the things in the perspective are actually not much different from what they see.

However, because Zhuang Yan has "mind reading", he will always have some understanding of the stories of the send-off, including the story of the ship's general Shunshun and the old grandfather and daughter.

The integration of these fragmented thoughts, coupled with Zhuang Yan's reading of the original book, can naturally become a complete story, which is God's perspective.

For example, the two of them, because they fell in love with Cuicui at the same time, they told Tianbao that he had fallen in love with Cuicui two years ago, and they also agreed to sing on the same mountain.

Zhuang Yan didn't see these things personally, but as long as they chatted later and their psychological activities, they would naturally paint a picture, and the picture of their brothers chatting at that time would be vividly presented in his eyes.

In the end, Zhuang Yan still felt that the perspective should be wider and write all the things in the corners and corners, because after all, this is not just the story of Cuicui, it wants to show the humanistic customs of the entire Xiangxi.

"A few years later, when Cuicui sits under the newly renovated white tower, she will definitely remember the night when her grandfather took her to watch the dragon boat race during the Dragon Boat Festival......"

Zhuang Yan began to write, but he used a very advanced writing technique that no one had ever used, and Zhuang Yan himself did not realize this now.

It's hard at the beginning, but as soon as this one opens, it will be written very quickly, this is the difference between experienced and unexperienced, if you haven't experienced it, you may have to fantasize out of thin air, but Zhuang Yan only needs to remember. What he had to think about was how to describe what he remembered in a more accurate language and in a more vivid way.

However, no matter how fast he writes, it can't be as fast as pure typing before, and after a morning, Zhuang Yan only thanked more than 10,000 words.

After writing more than 10,000 words, Zhuang Yan didn't write again, because Chen Jiaqing had already called him outside for dinner.

After eating, Zhuang Yan was going to continue writing, but suddenly thought of what he said to Liu He and them yesterday, and Zhuang Yan decided to put down the keyboard first and go to Duan Qirui's house to visit.

This time, Zhuang Yan was prepared, no longer empty-handed, but he didn't bring any expensive gifts, just some ordinary fruits and milk.

When he arrived at Duan Qirui's house, he didn't expect that it would be Liu He who opened the door.

Zhuang Yan was a little stunned, "Why is Mr. Liu coming to open the door?"

Liu He smiled: "I saw you upstairs." ”

Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, thinking that this Liu He really didn't have a little fight, listening to his words, maybe he would have been staring inside and out for a long time, otherwise he wouldn't happen to see himself coming.

And he also came to open the door in person, without worrying at all that he was a senior, and he had to stand upright.

At this time, Qirui and his wife also came over, Zhuang Yan handed over the fruit in his hand, and Duan Qirui's wife took it. Duan Qirui blamed: "What kind of fruit did you bring with you when you came?" ”

"Nothing to bring, only some fruit. Zhuang Yan said.

Duan Qirui said again: "Who said that there is nothing to bring, we don't eat the fruit you bring here, and it will be bad if you put it in the refrigerator, it is better to bring two of your books, and I will show off when I look back and see other people, tsk, this is a book signed by a Chinese pioneer writer." ”

Zhuang Yan knew that Duan Qirui was ridiculing him, so he didn't care, and said with a smile: "I'll bring you a few copies next time, are two books enough?"

Before Duan Qirui could speak, Liu Yi pulled Zhuang Yan and walked inside, "Don't listen to this old thing's nonsense, if he wants your book, let him go to the signing meeting by himself to queue up, going through the back door is the capitalist one, we can't encourage this kind of unhealthy atmosphere." ”

While laughing, the three of them walked to the small living room where they were chatting yesterday. This small living room is not large, but there is a coffee table and a few seats around it, which seems to be specially set up by Duan Qirui for visitors, which is convenient for chatting.

They chatted without any specific content, basically talking about what to talk about, one moment talking about Western literature, and the other talking about Zhuang Yan's books.

Later, Liu He talked about his travels around China in the past few years, "Now the transportation is convenient, unlike before, you may not be able to come back after running away for more than ten years." And basically I can run more places, let's just say that I was in Hunan last month, and now I am in Jinling, which is completely unimaginable if I was young. ”

Zhuang Yan heard that he was in Hunan last month, and became interested, and asked, "Mr. Liu came from Hunan this time?"

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