Chapter 62 Preface to "Beijing Beijing"

sequence Feng Tang Will be my last feature-length novel based on my own experiences.Together with the previous "Give Me a Girl at Eighteen", the three sections form a loose growth process, and I hope to have a basically satisfactory explanation of the time I spent.Just like when studying zoology, different cross-sections of coelenterate hydra were taken and placed under the microscope, some crossed the testis, some crossed the ovary, and some did nothing.In this way, the least effort is used to understand the most truths. The twenty-one diaries and four hundred and fifty letters accumulated can be burned now.What should be wiped out is no longer remembered.Those who should become ghosts and souls, come here uninvited, and cross the wooden bridge in my dream.At least there is no temptation.At the age of seventy, without a box of diaries and handwritten letters, you can open it for inspection on a cloudy day and re-read it, so you won’t ask again: What the hell is going on?

Wanting to have a daughter, she has a thin heart and a narrow heart, with melancholy eyes.Milk, soy milk, rice soup, Coca-Cola watering, grow up in a decade or two.If I have the courage to show her the unabridged version of these three novels, if I have the confidence to say, at that time, your father is generally in such a bad state. If you don’t understand, you and I will only talk about fame and fortune and how to be a sugar daddy in the future. Sister-in-law Mie pleases her mother-in-law.If so, I think I have a basically satisfactory account of the time I spent. I have hated it from the beginning, and now I hate people and words that are too narcissistic.But history cannot be tampered with. Even if you know that you are a bastard narcissist, you can't travel through time and slap that bastard.When writing, I tried various possibilities of Chinese, and tried to use appropriate narratives and perspectives to reflect the landscape and emotions at that time. At the time of "Give Me a Girl at Eighteen", there were only fantasies and no emotions.A certain look of a certain girl can shake mountains and rivers more than typhoons and earthquakes.The little girl herself probably didn't even know that there was a little kid who was so excited and had a swollen chest because of her.This little girl may have been transformed from a sow, but this will not affect the whole incident in the slightest.Sometimes, there are only feelings, no stories.The future is too far away and the past has no meaning.Everything is erratic, it can't be inserted, it can't rain, and the fat in the hand becomes a sparrow with wings.Because I'm not sure, it's all fake, but I have a ticking heart.The left ventricle ejects blood casually to the lower body and the whole body, where it is transformed into essence, urine and tears.There are emotions, stories, balance and ambition, but without fantasy, it will be vulgar if you are not careful.After acknowledging the destiny, I stopped being in awe, the sky suddenly darkened, and my belly immediately swelled up.

Still troubled by time.After that, I will try to write history.Only write history, the knives and fists of history, the pillows and embroidered beds of history.Strange, powerful, chaotic, divine, write about other people and time more presumptuously.For example, "Consulting Career of Confucius" is a mixture of Confucius and Marwin Bower who founded McKinsey, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, Confucianism and Christianity, politics and business.The monarchs of small countries in the Spring and Autumn Period were similar to the CEOs of large companies today. They also had long-term goals.Another example is "Li Hongzhang's Qing Empire Co., Ltd." and "Zhu Yuanzhang's Ming.COM".If after finishing these few books, I have learned to use imagination, make up stories, create climaxes, refine themes and other worldly writing skills, will I have no reason to continue to indulge in worldly pleasures, not write full-time, and waste time?

This article is the original "Fu of Beijing and New York City".After much deliberation, I still call it, the first chapter starts from Yanque Tower in Dongdan, Beijing, and the last chapter ends with the Little Great Wall Restaurant in Beijing’s East Third Ring Road. It tells how people leave the furry state in my knowledge, and start to pretend to be aggressive. become the backbone of society. It is for sequence.