Pingo feels that Duras's writing and unique style fascinate readers who like her.

But Pingguo also knows that there is enough distance between one writer and another, and the language barrier has become an insurmountable distance.

Throughout, Duras was a French-language writer, a quintessential sensual and elusive French woman.

And when Pingguo reads, he often can't help but sigh: reading her is the real admiration.

As the French critic Mirel Calle put it: "Acknowledging or concealing is what forms the charm of Duras's style: the tremor of meaning." "Meaning tremor fluctuations", it comes from the power of the soul, and the soul is attached to a specific **.

Marguerite Duras was 70 years old in 1984 when she published the autobiographical Lover, which won the prestigious French Prix Goncourt.

The 70-year-old female writer still writes passionately about the experience of meeting and falling in love with her Chinese lover on the ferry boat on the Mekong River in Indochina when she was young.

Because of the dusty memories, the backlog of details, and Duras's insight into history, this passion is depicted, celebrated, rich, profound, and full of artistic tension.

The weeping and telling of the story, which conveys the emotion of the story, is a slap in the face to traditional literary reading, and readers around the world are amazed by this Duras-style novelty.

The love story is intertwined with the background of the colonial family's entrepreneurial failure, the love and hatred of the mother and brother, the hope and despair of youth...... All these images, these feelings, are expressed in extreme and tragic language, pathetic and low. Those who love love more, those who hate hate more. It's like poetry. The precipitation of history finally makes this poem show special beauty and profundity.

"I had this alcoholic face before I was an alcoholic. "Duras always thought so, always thought so, said so: despair, exists before existence.

Because despair exists, and existence is perceived. It all started with despair. This is the Durasian sentence, her way of feeling and thinking. Either she wanted to get an infinite amount, or she never got it.

Why alcoholism?

Duras said: "Drinking makes loneliness loud and ends up making people have nothing but alcoholism." Drinking doesn't have to mean wanting to die, no. But if you don't think about suicide, you can't go drinking. To live by alcoholism is to live with death at hand. When you drink wildly, you will be prevented from killing yourself, because with such a thought, you will not be able to drink when you die."

"People are missing a God. When people are young, once they find that it is a void, they have nothing to do about it, because it is nothing. Drunkenness is used to bear the emptiness of the world, the balance of the planets, the immovable movement of the planets in space, and for you, the silent indifference that is exclusive to the place of the painful struggle. ”

So Duras was admitted to an American hospital in Paris for serious illness due to alcoholism, fell into a coma, became sober, and then fell into a coma, and then became sober again. During her brief sobriety, the young man named Jan Andrei was always by her side.

Duras said to him: "After passing out like this, you don't know that I will live, and you will still want me." ”

He said to her, "Yes, that's true." ”

She can't even hold a spoon, and her saliva keeps flowing out, and she gets it everywhere, and she can't walk, she can't walk, and this is called Y· A. still loves her as a young man.

Jan André is 40 years younger than Duras and can never forget that one day Duras wrote back to him: "How difficult it is to live. So, he walked into her life and creation.

Either it doesn't, or it's magical. Duras said: "Without love, it is impossible to stay and not leave." Even if some of them are just words, it will always be like this. At worst, that's non-existent. ”

The love of forgetting the year is the appreciation of the soul.

Soul and soul transcend time and space, and ** is there to answer and sing, and death succumbs to love.

Duras, who fascinated Jan, was as entangled as he was during his life and after his death.

In "Lover Duras", Jan is like a lost ghost, babbling a story, more like a stream of consciousness, a graceful lyrical prose, everything is disordered, interludes, flashbacks, and even time and space are confused to recall their watery years. This love makes people sincerely feel a deep loyalty and selflessness.

As Jan said in an interview with reporters: "No, it's not a beautiful affair. It's a very... Very mysterious thing. An encounter. I always think of the phrase in "Love in Hiroshima": 'I like you, what a great thing!' No, this book, it's a letter I sent her, and I started doing what I did before the summer of 1980: still writing to her, forever writing to her. ”

Pingguo really wants to be such a prisoner and slave for once, for love.

Although she clearly understands that this is the danger of fascination.

Just as Duras studied law, mathematics and political science when he was in Paris, but eventually became obsessed with literature, Pingguo first studied public security management and finally became obsessed with literature. In fact, when she was still a little girl, Pingo, like Duras, told her mother that she wanted to write, and this was what she wanted.

And the mother was dismissive of it.

As a result, Pingguo had no choice but to study.

Read Duras's book, read too much, and read it again according to the chronology of the work.

How many people really understand the meaning of Duras's work? It is possible to appreciate it, and it is also possible to appreciate what is not understood. But Duras said: "It is better to let people not understand".

Yes, she would rather make her words difficult to understand, but she also wanted to maintain a kind of poetry and beauty.

Popularity is the most despicable thing about Duras, and it is impossible to do it. She's just about being different. It's either blank or ingenious.

Duras, throughout his life, pursued the diversity and richness of expression, and regarded the uniqueness of literary style and language as the most wonderful quality. It is not wrong to say that she is a pioneer of French literature.

Duras, proud as a god of freedom.

Pingguo watched a movie "Truck" written and directed by Duras, a two-hour movie, and not even a single character appeared, but it was praised by Pingguo.

In the early part of the last century, a young girl born in a peasant family in France with excellent character and learning, after graduating from university, was influenced by the propaganda of "going to the colony to make a fortune", and moved to the Indochina colony with her husband.

The husband fell ill and died there.

She gave birth to two sons and a daughter, and took on the burden of the family by herself. She taught French, piano, and worked as a pianist in a cinema, living frugally and frugally, and then using the hard-earned money she earned for ten years to buy a plot of land from the colonial authorities to cultivate.

She didn't bribe the officials of the Bureau of Land Management, and she didn't have any money to bribe, so the leased land they gave her was a saline land on the Pacific coast, which didn't grow crops and was eroded by the tides. It's a barren land, a wasteland. She did not lose faith, she wanted to fight against fate again with her own efforts.

She mortgaged her house to buy timber and hired local farmers to build a dam against the Pacific Ocean, which she did herself. But the were washed away by the sea overnight at the arrival of the tide, and they had been pecked by the local crabs, and the sea collapsed when the sea came.

She was old and weak, poor and sick, and finally died of depression.

This woman is the mother figure in Duras's "The Dam Against the Pacific", which is based on Duras's mother archetype.

Just as The Lover, which won the Prix Prix Goncourt, is autobiographical, Duras's famous work The Dam Against the Pacific Ocean is also an autobiographical work.

When Pingguo first read this book, he realized that his mother was literally reborn in the book.

As a result, Pingguo understood that literature begins with the expression of self-suffering. A writer doesn't become a writer if he doesn't write about pain, or he's just a flirtatious wordgamer.

There is only one kind of life for a writer, and that is the life of his heart.

So a real writer never has the problem of resource depletion.

Unless he's dead, unless he can't hold a pen, he'll keep writing.

Inner life is a river that is constantly surging, and the water is the same water, but each wave, this wave is different from that wave.

The mother in "The Dam Against the Pacific" carries more memories from life than the mother in "Lover", rough and clear truth.

Duras's sense of destruction stems from the destruction of her mother.

The world she lived in had been destroyed before she was destroyed.

That kind of wild laughter. The kind of fierce light that bursts with hope in her eyes when she robs the diamond ring given to her by the heroine's suitor. The kind of despicable psychology that needs material things and despises the heroine's pay. It's all the abyss of Duras's existential world that exterminates humanity, like the violence of Pingguo's mother.

As soon as Duras made a move, he handled the material with a surprising simplicity, both concise and to the point. Brevity is a necessary means to hit the nail on the head. "It's either poetry or nothing," she said. "Duras is a concise repetition. A few tragic images become arias, and tears are superfluous under the calm narration.

Pingguo's pain and sadness swept deeper and more violently after reading it.

Duras said, "I write about women in order to write about me, about myself that has been going through so many centuries." ”

Yes, Pingguo smiled, thinking of the precocious young girl lover who was impoverished and hurt and needed to be betrayed, the Susan who was trapped in the damage of the Pacific dam, the long-separated young woman who could never be reunited with her husband, the French woman who went to Hiroshima because she fell in love with a German soldier and had no faith in love, the crazy woman Stein who was abandoned by her fiancé, and the bitter wife who waited for her husband to return from the concentration camp for a long time, are the women who run through eternity: in the midst of all the hurt, she matures.

Yes. The inner life of Duras is a river that will stop but will not dry up.

After Pingo's visit to Duras's house, and after revisiting everything about Duras, he became even more convinced that he would write to death, like Marguerite Duras. Use your life to reminisce about the passing years, make everything in the past come alive, and write the best things.

In the dead of night, Pingguo opened the agarwood box, folded his hands, and silently meditated.

She remembered the Belgian police notice, so she pulled out her phone's photo album and looked through her own photographs. Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she saw one in the café, because at that time, just after serving an appetizer, Pingguo put the dish and the princess in the frame, and in the background, there was actually the elegant intellectual woman who was poisoned. She was sitting on the right side of the two tables behind Ping Hanhan, and she was staring at Pingguo's mother and daughter.