Chapter 3 sequence

Dear Mr. Yoshito Sugitani: We have been separated for nearly a month, but the scene of being with you day and night in my hometown is vivid in front of my eyes.Regardless of your old age and frailty, you traveled across seas and countries to this backward and remote place to talk about literature with me and the literature lovers in my hometown, which moved us deeply.On the morning of the second day of the Lunar New Year, in the auditorium of the county guest house, the long report you gave us entitled "Literature and Life" has been compiled into text based on the recording. Published on , so that those who could not listen to your speech that day can appreciate and benefit from your language.

On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, I will accompany you to visit my aunt who has been a gynecologist for more than fifty years.Although you didn't fully understand what she said because of her fast speaking speed and strong local accent, I believe she must have left a deep impression on you.In your speech on the morning of the second day of junior high school, you used my aunt as an example many times to illustrate your literary concepts.You said that you already have in your mind an image of a female doctor riding a bicycle galloping on the frozen river, a woman carrying a medicine box, holding an umbrella, and pulling up her trousers, fighting with swarms of frogs The image of a female doctor, the image of a female doctor with a baby in her hand, bloody sleeves, and a loud laugh, and the image of a female doctor with a cigarette in her mouth, a sad face and disheveled clothes...

You say that these images are sometimes united and sometimes separated, like a group of statues of a single person.You encourage the literary lovers in our county to write touching works based on my aunt: novels, poems, plays.Sir, the enthusiasm for creation has been inspired by you, and many people are eager to try.A literary friend of the County Cultural Center has already started writing a novel on the subject of a rural gynecologist.I didn't want to run into a car with him, and even though I knew far more about my aunt than he did, I let him write the novel.Sir, I want to write a play based on my aunt's life.On the evening of the second day of junior high school, when we had a knee-to-neck conversation on the kang head of my house, your high evaluation of the French writer Sartre’s plays and your meticulous and unique analysis made me enlightened and enlightened!I want to write, write a good play like "Dirty Hands", and make a brave move towards the goal of a great playwright.I follow your teaching: don’t worry, take your time, be patient like a frog sitting on a lotus leaf and wait for insects;

At Qingdao Airport, before sending you on the plane, you told me that you hoped that I would tell you the story of my aunt by writing a letter.Although my aunt's life is not over yet, it can already be described with big words such as "magnificent" and "ups and downs".There are too many stories about her, I don’t know how long this letter will be, so please forgive me, please allow me to scribble, I can write as long as I can.In the age of the computer, writing with pen and paper has become a luxury, and certainly a pleasure, and I hope you feel an old-fashioned pleasure in reading my letters.

By the way, my father called me and told me: On the 25th day of the first lunar month, the old plum tree in my yard, which you called "brilliant" because of its strange tree shape, bloomed red flowers.Many people came to my house to appreciate plum blossoms, and my aunt also went.My father said that it was snowing heavily that day, and the fragrance of plum blossoms permeated the snowflakes, which made the mind sober. Your Student: Tadpole Beijing, March 21, 2002