Chapter 8 Book Review: Seeing Those People in the Republic of China Again

Text/Hidden Yueru The story I read was at that time, and I greeted them one by one, like a clumsy young man.They didn't know me, they just walked hurriedly and disappeared into the crowd. Those people in the Republic of China were a group of literati with strong bones and strong temperament.Their character and their stories have gradually disappeared into the mist of history with the passage of time and have been forgotten by the world.However, things will not end so simply. There will always be someone who picks up these stories gently and composes them into a collection, so I can see them again.

Baike is a good storyteller.He picked up nearly 80 people from the pile of old papers, told their anecdotes, and talked about their character.Those people in the Republic of China are really cute.The times created them, and the flames of the troubled times that alternated between hot and cold polished them to perfection.Prosperity can't last long, so it doesn't have to be dazzling.Generally, those who can be respected are simple and unpretentious people and things.The most beautiful scenery in the world does not exist deliberately, and you will miss it if you don’t pay attention.Do you still remember Cai Gongshi's figure guarding integrity, do you still remember Ma Yinchu's voice and smile, do you still remember Fang Dazeng's vanished legend, do you still remember Chen Xiying's arrogance and prejudice?Lightly in the heart, but dripped to the depths.

I don't think you will remember.If not, I won't remember either.Because in a peaceful age, heroes will retire one after another to make way for future generations.Perhaps it is this indifference that keeps them from being well known.It is with this book that we have the opportunity to meet them.In that era, go through the glorious years with them, and form a romantic relationship with them.But you don’t have to be as knowledgeable as them, you just need to be a postman who delivers letters for them every day, or just a boy who shines shoes on the side of the road, and you can occasionally listen to their complaints about the world and their opinions about life. Comprehension is also the fragrance of birds and flowers in spring.Will they really tell me what's on their minds?If you tell me, will it shake off the dust of this world and make the birds circle in the lower part of the lake?I don't know because I just came across this book occasionally as a visitor.

They can't grasp the pace and rhythm of the times, but they spend all their thoughts and energy on their respective research fields, and work tirelessly for it.Their genius and diligence, coupled with their peerless and independent personalities, have made great achievements.So, I saw Wu Dayou's Confucian-style physics, Zhao Yuanren's "fun" linguistics, Mei Ruao's diplomacy that shocked Tokyo, and Lin Baishui's journalism in which he sacrificed his life for revenge. John Ma's lifelong physical education... These people in the Republic of China are doing things that benefit the country and the people, but they are silent.They are calm, but in fact they are turbulent.They seem ordinary, but they always seem to have such a kind of tragic, every time they write, their future is unpredictable.So the fate of intellectuals determines the conscience of a country.

See also, it used to be like a branch full of flowers and leaves.Now, the era that belongs to them has come to an end, but it is only vaguely noticeable.But the back wave is like a tide, and everyone can chase after it!