"Home" was my first full-length novel ("Perdition", which was published before "Home," was just a novella).

It was written in 1931 as part of the Riptide Trilogy. That's why when it was first published, the name "Riptide" was used.

I didn't spend much time writing this novel. But without the first 19 years of my life, I wouldn't have been able to write anything like this.

I've said early on that I don't write novels for the sake of being a writer: it's my past life that forces me to pick up the pen.

I may not be the one in "Home", but the characters in the book are all the ones I have loved and the ones I hate.

Many of the scenes I have seen or experienced with my own eyes. When I wrote Home, it was as if I was suffering with some people, struggling with some people.

I laugh with those lovely young beings, and I mourn with them. I know I'm digging the grave of my memories.

Those painful memories are still very vivid. When I was a child, I was often forced to witness the destruction of some lovely young life, to the point of a tragic end.

At that time, my heart was tormented by love, but at the same time it was full of vicious curses. I had the kind of feelings that Juehui had in front of Mei's spirit.

I even said what Jue Hui said in front of his brother: "Let them be sacrificed once." "It wasn't until I wrote 'Home,' mine

"Accumulation of indignation", I am for an unreasonable system

"Accumulated anger" has a chance to be revealed. So I wrote one in 1937

In the "Generational Order", he boldly says: "I want to call out my 'I accuse' to a dying system." "Home" was written in this mood.

Now, twenty-two years later, when the irrational system I attacked has been eliminated, I am still thrilled to reread this novel.

This can be explained: my personal love and hate in the book is too deep. Of course, there are many shortcomings in works like this: both at the time and today.

Today, however, it seems that there are more shortcomings and more obvious ones. Like all of my works, it lacks calm thinking and careful conception.

When I wrote Home, I said, "I'm not a preacher, so I can't clearly point out a path, but the reader can find it himself." "In fact I could have shown the way to younger readers more explicitly, and I have a responsibility to do the same.

However, I was young, naïve, and I took personal love and hatred too seriously. When the People's Literature Publishing House reprinted "Home" this time, I wanted to rewrite the novel.

But I finally gave up on the attempt. I can't hide my shortcomings twenty-two years ago. And I also want to use my future energy to write new things.

"Home" has fulfilled its historical mission. I simply kept it as it was. However, I changed it anyway, but only the inappropriate words, and I also deleted some redundant words.

"Home" is naturally not a successful work. But I ask today's readers to be lenient with this novel written by a twenty-seven-year-old young man.

I love it myself because it tells me at least one thing: youth is a beautiful thing. I always remember: youth is a beautiful thing.

And it's always been a source of inspiration for me. Barkin, March 4, 1953