I love Rose Rain. If women are destined to have a relationship with flowers, then the last rose that blooms in late spring should belong to me.After the peak period, there is no colorfulness, but there is arrogance; there is no tenderness, but there is the fragrance and wildness of a single-petalled wild rose; naturally, there are not too few thorns that can also sting people. The rain that nourishes the roses and withers the roses overlaps prosperity and desolation, condenses life and death, and makes you feel the taste of life that was originally impossible to understand. I have a predestined relationship with Rose Rain.

In 1996, Late Spring Writers Publishing House published four volumes of my self-selected collection, including the novel "Rose Rain" and three biographies - "The Love Between Jiang Jingguo and Zhang Yaruo", "The Biography of Zhang Ailing", and "The Biography of Chen Xiangmei". In the late spring of 2005, the six volumes of my self-selected collection were released again by 21st Century Publishing House, like the second spring of life. In addition to the first four volumes, the novel "Remembering the Fragrance of Porcelain" and the treatise "On Women" were added .Interestingly, when the roses bloom in 2012, the six volumes of my self-selected collection will be published by Jiangxi Education Publishing House for the third time. Wind——Regional Literary and Artistic Creation in Evolution and Eternity", this volume of nearly 800,000 words once left the editor in charge at a loss, but in the end, she was born as a whole without giving up a certain part, which was reluctant.

In fact, it is still the same sentence 16 years ago: I love novels, not biographies.Mr. Zong Pu admired the words of a British critic: a novel is a distilled life.Regardless of my distilling skills, "Rose Rain" and "Remembering the Fragrance of Porcelain" distilled all the accumulations of my half-life in the ancient city of Nanchang and the porcelain capital of Jingdezhen, painfully and joyfully.Due to the vicissitudes of time and the temptation of the modern urban model, the ancient appearance, ancient alleys and ancient houses of the ancient city are disappearing day by day. Facing the dizziness of the skyscraper overpass, I wish my "Rose Rain" and "Remembering the Fragrance of Porcelain" 》, with the eyes of a woman like me, I left a bit of text photography and pen and ink video for this woman in this place.Some people lament that "The Rain of Roses" is "like a modern book", while others say that it is "no more than a novel in the market", whether it is false or true, for me, I cherish these two sentences very much. "!" In June 1991, at the request of the China TV Drama Production Center, I adapted it into a 30-episode TV series. In October 1992, the "Centre" issued dozens of printed scripts of 650,000 words. Spring and Autumn, and finally in the winter of 1997, a 28-episode TV series was jointly produced by Qiusuo Production Agency of Shanghai Yongle Film and Television Group and Jiangxi TV Station.It is said that TV dramas with contemporary themes cannot stand old like women, and "Rain of Roses" is the same as my debut "Four Forty-Year-Old Women", but it has withstood the vicissitudes of time!

"Reminiscence of Porcelain Fragrance" was originally called "Ceramic Story". It was published by Huacheng Publishing House in the autumn of 2000, and it has also been loved by many readers. It is not so much a story about ceramics as it is a story about women.Because the firing of ceramics is too similar to life, especially a woman's life!Earth and water, in the refining chamber of fire, knead and tear together, love and hate, inseparable. When the sky and the earth return to peace, what crystallizes may be qualified ceramics, or it may be unmatched. The pinnacle of art, it may be a defective product, or even a waste product, but no matter what it crystallizes into, you will never return to the original soil and water, never again!this is life.And the more exquisite the porcelain, the less it can withstand collisions. You must not think that the test of fire can cast steel and iron bones, no, as long as you accidentally touch it lightly, it will be smashed to pieces!This is too much like human feelings, especially women's feelings. "Reminiscence of Porcelain Fragrance" sadly asks about my life experience in Jingdezhen, the capital of porcelain, from the age of 22 to 30. It is an unforgettable dream that has passed through the years. In 1991, I contributed 4 episodes of the 9-episode TV series "Jingdezhen, the Porcelain City", which was the first large-scale feature film about the Porcelain City in China, and won the second prize of China TV; The 9-episode TV series "Porcelain City Celebrities" filmed by the first postgraduate students of the master's degree program in TV Arts was broadcast on Jiangxi Satellite TV on New Year's Day in 2005. Unexpectedly beautiful, natural, real, and touching. I have been watching people for many days: it’s beautiful! It’s too short! I haven’t seen enough!” Indeed, Jingdezhen, the capital of porcelain, has absorbed too much of my love.Of course, in "Remembering the Fragrance of Porcelain", the ceramics are real, and the story is fictional.But in any case, ceramics always give people eternal surprise.

My biography should actually be called a biographical novel. "The Love of Jiang Jingguo and Zhang Yaruo" was created in the late 1980s, and was not published on both sides of the Taiwan Strait until the early 1990s due to various reasons.This long biography is derived from stories heard in childhood.My patrilineal and matrilineal family seems to be legendary.My great aunt Li Yu was a member of the presidium who participated in the August 1st Uprising in Nanchang in 1927—a representative of the business community. He did not go south with the army. After suffering some hardships, he devoted himself to the business world.My parents’ wedding witness, Liu Jida, was invited by my aunt. This Liu Jida was the Gannan Commissioner who was beaten in Xinfeng in the early spring of 1939. Jiang Jingguo later replaced him.When my grandfather was in Nanchang, by chance, he rescued Zhu Peide, a warlord who was in a mutiny. Later, he disclosed the bank to the outside world, but he also fell headlong into the bottom of the Mexican silver crash that swept the world. In 1938, both my father and mother's families fled to Ganzhou. My grandfather died of illness soon after, and my grandmother, who had a three-inch golden lotus, supported the family.Mama Rong, the maid of my grandmother's family in Nanchang, worked at Zhang Yaruo's mother's house after she arrived in Ganzhou, and she did not cut off her relationship with her grandmother.One of the long and secret topics of discussion between the two masters and servants who love to smoke hookahs is the mysterious death of Zhang Yaruo. This topic has been extended to the return of the two families to Nanchang after the victory, and to the death of their grandmother.Once she found out that she was eavesdropping on our sister who was a god with her cheeks on her back, grandma would warn in horror: Don't spread nonsense, it's a terrible thing.Since it is a fatal matter, why do masters and servants love to listen and talk every year?When I was in southern Jiangxi, my father Hu Jiangfei was engaged in the music business, and my second uncle Wu Shixi was the protagonist of the drama "Shen Yuan". When "Shen Yuan" was performed, Zhang Yaruo died suddenly, and Jiang Jingguo violently and unreasonably banned the play. At that time It was my cousin Wu Shicang who led them to fight against Jiang Jingguo without knowing the depth.Although I searched for some relevant characters and consulted relevant historical materials when I started writing this book, this story has been accumulated in my heart for a long time.I think this is still a woman's story, the story of a sad Jiangxi woman. On October 20, 2011, Mr. Jiang Xiaoyan said to me personally in Taipei: "Your book is the earliest and the first comprehensive and profound book about my mother. I read it from beginning to end, from beginning to end, and I am very moved. .” The original name of the book was “Song of Everlasting Regret by Zhang Jiang”, but publishers on both sides of the Taiwan Strait changed it to the current name, probably because of the “celebrity effect”.

"The Last Aristocrat: Zhang Ailing" (renamed "The Biography of Zhang Ailing" when it was included in my self-selected collection in 1996, and now restored to its original appearance) was completed in 1992, and it was not published on both sides of the Taiwan Strait until the late spring and mid-autumn of 1995 due to various reasons.It seems that Zhang Ailing is completing this book. It is said that the same evening that Jiefang Daily published the book review "The New Text of "Looking at Zhang"/Reading (The Last Noble·Zhang Ailing)", Xinmin Evening News published the sad news of Zhang Ailing's death.I think this book was rated as an excellent bestseller in East China, and more than a dozen newspapers published news, commented and serialized it, which is not unrelated to this.Life is fate, from a certain point of view, this is a small romance.But my heart is not ecstatic.Thinking of Zhang Ailing's life, the body was in the bustling and bustling, but the soul was lonely and desolate; when Zhang Ailing passed away, the body was extremely desolate, but the soul could not refuse the excitement.Perhaps, all kinds of collisions of desolation and excitement give birth to all kinds of legends?

Regarding the creation of "Chen Xiangmei Biography", I have already made a lengthy description in the postscript of the book, so there is no need to repeat it here.From getting to know her to shaping her literary image, it took only two years. Although I approached her consciously, it cannot be said that I walked into her heart. When I visited the United States with a delegation of Chinese writers in July 1997, I was unable to meet her; from the end of September to the beginning of October 2004, when I was invited by New York University to go to the United States for an academic exchange again, it was a pity that I was unable to meet her. Get in touch with her.I don't know, did I write a real her?I just want to outline the life trajectory and the ups and downs of this woman's search and search in the vast and profound historical background.

Once the story is described, it becomes literature.Zhang Ailing said: "If history pays too much attention to artistic integrity, it will become a novel." My biographical literature is a biographical novel.Biography can be said to be a kind of nostalgia, a kind of remembrance of the past, a kind of helpless mourning for human beings who have no long time!A biography is like a net in a river that has sunk into the years. When the time comes, it will be pulled ashore swiftly, checked and concluded, thinking that what is caught in the net is the essence and the most essential. God only knows.The mesh is big or small, and the moderate one is not necessarily the most essential.

If everyone's life is a novel, my life was only entangled with writing novels when I was in my forties.It's just that when I tell my life people say I'm making up a novel, and when I make up a novel they say it's my life!My real life has no shortage of legends, but my fictions have no legends. In terms of quantity and weight, the biography of the 1996 self-selected collections overwhelmed the novels; the 2005 and 2012 self-selected collections all tried to make a tie. Short stories and essays; "Gandi·Ganwei·Ganfeng——Regional Literary and Artistic Creation in Fluctuation and Eternity" is preceded by a discourse, followed by my film and television texts; as if to be a witness, the old woman in Gandi That’s how I see women writing about women.It also seems to be still in the mirror, although the beauty is old, but I still look at myself for a long time and carefully.Of course, my heart was not satisfied, and I was still disappointed. After walking for a long time, looking back, fortunately, it is still "Women write, write women", and my heart remains the same.

Will all kinds of stories about the woman in the rose rain spread like "rumours"? In the late spring of 1996, I thanked Writers Publishing House and Ms. Li Yuying, the editor-in-chief, because they were able to publish such a set of self-selected collections in Kyoto early, and they really gave me great support. In the rose rain in 2005, with the great help of 21st Century Publishing House and old friend Mr. Zhang Qiulin, the six volumes of Hu Xin's self-selected works were released confidently. In the Rose Rain in 2012, the six volumes of Hu Xin's self-selected works appeared for the third time. It seemed that he was never out of date, and never looked old. No matter how you say it, it was a happy thing.Thanks to Mr. Fu Weizhong, Vice President of Jiangxi Publishing Group, and Mr. Xiong Kan, the editor-in-chief. They always respect me as a teacher. In fact, I and them are also friends who have forgotten each other.Thanks to Nanchang University for its support.I believe: the gurgling springs, with the same sincerity, will surely nourish a verdant garden.

I am confident that I keep an ignorant sincerity to others and myself. Love to read Walt Whitman's poem: "I would go to the bank by the woods / Stripped of all artificial pretense / Naked / I long desperately to touch myself like this."