On the evening of October 28, 1984.

Long Shao had already gone to sleep, and he was really tired these days.

Govin sat alone at the desk, and there were some letters on the desk in front of him, one of which had been opened, and Lin Yiming's familiar font on the horizontal line of manuscript paper was printed in his eyes line by line.

The dim light overhead shone on the letter through Govyn's back, and it was colorful.

In the letter, Lin Yiming explained some of the situation in Shanghai.

In these days, the relationship between Lin Yiming and Gan Xin has made great progress, the two have begun to date, often go to the cinema and the library together, and this letter is a friend who dragged Gan Xin back to Beijing.

Lin Yiming also made a brief introduction to the old man who Govin is more concerned about: The old man is in good health now, and his daughter Li Xiaolin took care of the old man while starting to work in the "Harvest" magazine. The atmosphere of "Harvest" magazine is also very good now, only Li Yu often remembers Gowen.

Lin Yiming also said that Shanghai has now set off a wave of reading and discussing the "Towards the Future Series", and whether it is a Xinhua bookstore or a private bookstore, this series of books has always been priceless. Perhaps because Shanghai is Gowen's home base, his "Walden" in this series is more in demand than the others. Lin Yiming can often hear students reciting "Walden" on the Fudan campus.

Many college students, including Li Hongbo and Li Changzheng, have come to see Gewen, some of these students have come to Gewen to ask for advice on some creative issues, and some have come to visit him. By the way, there is also Encore, who has also approached Govyn a few times. But when Lin Yiming asked her something, the girl always kept silent.

I didn't see it, boss, your level of pickling girls is really amazing!

After reading Lin Yiming's letter, a faint smile appeared on Gewen's face, and from between the lines, he seemed to see Lin Yiming's long-winded appearance of that kid's mother-in-law again.

It's only been a little over a while. Govin actually missed those people and things in Shanghai.

Putting down Lin Yiming's letter, Gowen casually picked up another letter on the table.

This letter from Lanzhou, Gansu Province, is written by Zheng Yuanxu of the editorial department of "Reader" on the cover.

The main content of the letter was that the editorial department received a call from Mr. He Jingzhi asking for all the manuscripts of "The Rise of Great Powers". According to the editorial department, Govin's "The Rise of a Great Power" will be used as a key radio program of the Central People's Radio Station to present the National Day military parade and the people of the whole country.

For such an honor, Zheng Yuanxu congratulated Ge Wen on behalf of the entire editorial department of "Reader". At the same time, the adaptation fee given by the Central People's Radio Station has been sent to Shanghai together with the manuscript fee in September, and I hope that Gewen will check it.

In addition, Zheng Yuan asked Govin in his letter if he intended to wait for the serialization of "The Rise of a Great Power" to be published in a collection. If possible, the Gansu publishing house, which is part of the same system as the Reader, is willing to buy Gowen's distribution rights at a high price.

Looking at the September 2, 1984 written at the end of the letter, Govin couldn't help but want to complain about the Chinese postal system at this time.

Even if you want to forward it again, it won't take you two months! If this had been placed in the future, China Post would have been complained about to 315 a long time ago!

The radio version of "The Rise of a Great Power" mentioned by Zheng Yuanxu is consistent with the news that Ge Wen got from Mr. Xiao before, but he had already ceded the publishing rights of the book to "Reading" magazine, so naturally he could not agree to Zheng Yuanxu's request, so he could only wait to see if there was a suitable opportunity to cooperate with Gansu Publishing House in the future.

After thinking about it, Gowen did not immediately write a reply to Zheng Yuanxu. Instead, he opened another letter on the table.

The mailing address for the letter turned out to be the United States.

Govin thought about the Americans he met after crossing over, and the only ones he knew were Nicole Kidman, a teacher at Fudan, and Robert, an American science fiction writer who had visited Wèn in China. In addition, there is only Sanmao, who once replied to Guò.

Thinking of this, Gowen's eyes lit up.

Could it be that this letter from the United States is Sanmao's reply?

Govin eagerly opened the letter, and then saw the familiar raw-edged paper.

It's her!

Gowen:

Thank you for writing back to me.

Thank you also for your encouragement.

At the beginning of this year, he came to California for surgery due to illness and is currently recuperating.

The view is nice. The depression was a little less, but I felt better when I received your letter.

But for me, sadness is the most chewable taste. If you don't go through this pain. It is impossible to enjoy the joys of other lives.

Sad is not possible to amortize all at once, it is forced to pay in installments. Even if people have the capital.

There's no way for anyone to settle out quickly.

Sometimes, we need to be cruel to ourselves and not to indulge our pity too much. Great compassion, and then survival, is better than not dying and bargaining with those little sorrows ****. Some people's grievances are just a habit, don't seriously help them solve it, this unhappiness, living is the enjoyment of those people's daily life.

Sometimes we are sad because we have been wronged, but we refuse to understand that this feeling is really self-inflicted.

Frustration is painful, but few people use the experience of frustration to mend their lives.

This pain was paid in vain.

A smart person is often not happy. Great wise people, often smiling and open-mouthed.

The most constructive thing about sadness is to understand that the heart is still in the old place.

Creation makes people, and people rely on their own creation to make the sky.

……

Anyway, thank you for the poem you wrote me. The poem has the power of a sunflower, it is beautiful and warm.

Bless you and bless me with peace and happiness in the days ahead.

Thank you.

In addition, when I saw your poems, I was a little ashamed of myself, and I finally found a more satisfactory one from the old works, and I invite you to appreciate it.

Sanmao on

California, 11 July 1984

After the text of Sanmao's letter, there is another piece of rough-edged paper with a poem on it, and Govin looked at Sanmao's delicate handwriting and read softly:

If there is an afterlife

If there is an afterlife, make a tree.

Stand for eternity.

There is no posture of joy and sorrow,

Half in the dust,

Half fluttered in the wind;

Half sprinkled with shade,

Half soaked in the sun.

Very silent, very proud.

Never rely on, never seek.

If there is an afterlife, it will turn into a gust of wind,

An instant can become an eternity.

There are no sentimental feelings. There are no amorous eyes.

Half free in the rain,

Half traveled in the spring light;

Lonely, lonely to go on a long journey,

Take away the faint thoughts,

Never miss, never love.

If there is an afterlife, be a bird,

Fly through eternity, without the distress of being lost.

There is a fiery hope in the East,

There are warm nest beds in the south.

Retreat the remnant sun to the west and awaken the fragrance to the north.

If there is an afterlife,

Hope that every time we meet,

can be turned into eternity.

Govin gently admired what a touching thought it was to be a tree and stand for eternity.

Eternity is an ethereal thing. If it is a human being, there will be joys and sorrows, just as the moon's cloudy and sunny days are unavoidable. But Sanmao said that in his next life, he would be a tree that was half peaceful in the dust, half flying in the wind, half sprinkled with shade and half bathed in the sun. No matter where you take root, you must stand for eternity, even if you dry and fall, even if you fall, you must stand there unmoving, and maintain an eternal posture.

She's proud. Very persistent, and does not blindly follow anyone's persuasion!

Gewen knew that this poem "If There Is an Afterlife" was by no means as simple as written in Sanmao's letter, saying that he was letting himself appreciate it, but in fact, Sanmao was using poetry to express his intentions.

Govin remembered a passage written by Sanmao after Jose's death in his previous life: "Thank God, I am the one who lives today." I am the one who suffers, and if I ask Jose to endure this minute and minute of the long night, then I will never will. Fortunately, none of this will be his turn, and if he lives like me, then I will have to fight with God to replace him. ”

Sanmao chooses to be an immortal bird, and does not speak lightly of disappearing and dying, just because of love, only because of a commitment with Jose.

A woman can be so strong, what is the strength that supports it? Not attached, not dependent, not searching, seems to identify what is in life, but disdainful of the arrangement of fate. A person's belief is so great that it can destroy a qiē or support a qiē.

It's just that when things backfire, people are always willing to look forward to future lives, hoping that every encounter in the next life will become eternal. However, the afterlife is always just a mirage, we cannot be eternal, and there is no afterlife. Those expectations for the afterlife can only be sung in poetry.

Knowing that his last persuasion failed, Gowen wrote a poem "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" and gave it to Sanmao, hoping that she could put down the burden in her heart and find happiness again. But Sanmao replied with his song "If There Is an Afterlife" in response, this contradictory woman who has been wandering all her life and yearning for freedom and tranquility until death can't let go of her dead husband at all, and she can't give up that persistent love. Her only faith in life was love.

The greatest sorrow in life is that I still love him, but he is gone!

There is a kind of woman who can live for love or die for love, and Sanmao is such a woman!

How many people can do such purity?

Gowen picked up the pen from the desk, spread out the letter, and wrote a reply to Sanmao with a complicated mood.

……

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The next day, Govyn's mood was still a little low, he stood at the post box outside the post office for a long time, and waited until the postman took all the letters in the post box before sorting out his mood and walking in the direction of Bayi Park.

In addition to the letter sent to Sanmao, Gowen also wrote back to Zheng Yuanxu, the editor of the Reader.

Influenced by Sanmao's letter, Govin rewrote Sanmao's poem "If There Is an Afterlife" and sent it with the reply, and the publishing rights of "The Rise of a Great Power" had been taken away by Sanlian Bookstore, and he recommended Sanmao's work to the Gansu Publishing House, and attached Sanmao's American address.

Gewen hopes that Sanmao's collection can be published in China, and it happens that Gansu Publishing House also has demand.

At the same time, Govin also knew that although Sanmao was not only very famous in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan at this time, but also heard of Sanmao's reputation in places where Chinese people lived abroad, Sanmao's economic conditions were not very good. She lives alone as a woman, and she also needs to pay for the surgery, and she may not be able to make ends meet with royalties alone.

In any case, Govin wanted that woman to be happy. (To be continued.) )

ps: Sanmao is a dream of the author when he was in junior high school, so when writing a novel with a real background like the big era, this dream must be realized.

I hope you can read Sanmao's works, this is a very real woman.

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