Chapter 20 Chapter Twenty

The desert easily crosses a person's soul and fulfills a lifetime dream.As long as there is an encounter with it, there will be no scenery that can replace it in this life.The vast and boundless Sahara, full of wind and sand, gives people a kind of hopeless waiting.But there are always so many people who are willing to abandon the prosperity of smoke and water, travel thousands of miles, and come here to seek the desolation left behind. I often think that the most beautiful scenery can heal wounds.Only when a person is in a desperate situation can he fully understand the hardships of life, so that he can live with perseverance and courage.Sanmao came to the Sahara not only to find the nostalgia of her previous life, but also to repair herself here.Although, the desolate desert and the folk customs and customs of different styles are slowly wearing away the edges and corners of Sanmao.But she is willing to make some compromises for this magical land.

Put away your simple luggage and return to your home outside Ayon City.Sanmao, who had been traveling for more than 20 days, suddenly felt that this simple residence was so sweet and warm.Perhaps every Pingping guest longs for a small nest of his own.Until the day when you can't walk anymore, find a place where you can settle down and never say goodbye. In this desert wasteland, a hut, in Sanmao, is already a shelter from wind and rain.After the honeymoon is over, she is about to start a long life for the two of them.Sanmao said that when getting married, half of them are because of Jose's infatuation, and most of them are still for their parents. As for himself, he could have been single for the rest of his life.No matter how you live, it's all a life. You shouldn't talk about success or failure in this matter, or talk about heroes.

But Sanmao still lived in that city, but she still was herself and refused to give in.The whole of her heart is not open to anyone, and Jose can walk in and sit for a while, or even occupy a seat.But there is a corner that is always hers alone.If anyone wants to make a fuss on his own initiative, that is something she cannot tolerate. There was no vows between them, love and concubine, and they got married because they wanted to find a companion to walk through the road of life together.Sanmao is unwilling to stay together all the time, and sticks together inseparably. Many times, she prefers to read books alone, and treats Hexi as a shadow.Maybe some emotions are just so common.Because of the plainness, there are fewer worries and heartaches, and there are not many regrets.

Many people have fallen in love with this sentence: "Where the prosperity is at the end, find an uninhabited valley, build a wooden hut, pave a bluestone path, and be with you in the morning and evening." It can be seen that everyone has a peach garden in their hearts. Afraid of the erratic world, longing for a life as peaceful as water.Sanmao's exile was not to find the pure land of the soul, and to live up to his life.When one day you see through the scenery, it will be a day when the water flows slowly. She came to the desert, where the world is prehistoric, the things that have happened, the mistakes she made, and the people she loved are all as thin as green smoke, so ethereal and unreal.What she has is the present, and a man who is willing to accompany her to the end of the world, here, trying to live gracefully.

Sanmao hopes to plant vegetation and flowers in this wasteland.The shabby room is simple, but after Sanmao's careful decoration, the hut she lived in later became the most poetic, bright and beautiful house in the desert.She is such a woman, even if she is wandering, she cannot change her attitude towards life.It seems that it comes and goes in the wind and is loose at will, but deep down it is always as simple and pure as water. Jose received a monthly salary, marriage allowance, and rent allowance.Sanmao used the money to meticulously decorate her home in the desert.In that lonely and dilapidated hut at the beginning, brick by brick, every scene and every thing became full.The white walls inside and out stand so proudly in the cemetery area.Inside the house, there are homemade sofas, bookshelves, clay tea sets, and even lampshades made of Chinese cotton paper sent by Sanmao's mother.This home began to have an indescribable sentiment and elegance.

For the rest of the day, Sanmao regained the desire to strive for excellence.Jose went to work, so she went to the opposite garbage dump to pick up waste.Many discarded old things were picked up by Sanmao and taken home, where they were re-given a mission.The romance that she once thought was about to be lost is now being gradually found by her.She hopes that the missing civilization can be filled with heart. The boundless desert has been endowed with barrenness and dryness for thousands of years.The arrival of Sanmao adds charm and tenderness to this place.She once said: "I often analyze myself, people, and the class into which they were born is difficult to get rid of. My home, for the Saharawi people, nothing is necessary, but I, If you can't get rid of this shackle, you have to make the surrounding environment as complicated as before."

In the past, I thought that Sanmao, who was obsessed with the desert, only needed a tent and a few thin shirts to live a simple life.Little did they know that she had such various amorous feelings, decorating the home in the desert clean and beautiful.She hopes to build a peach garden in the desert, with mountains and water, flowers and grass, a fragrance of books, and music.Cook life with feelings and decorate life with stories. "Being locked up in this small town with only one street for a long time is like a person with a broken leg living in an alley with no exit, the same loneliness, the same life, no excessive joy, and nothing to talk about Sorrow. A life without change is like the warp and weft on a loom, each of which has been woven over the years, but the color is monotonous."

Her life is not a deserted city of wreckage.Therefore, Sanmao can find lost civilization and elegant art in garbage dumps and cemeteries.That day, Sanmao passed a large cemetery and saw a very old Saharawi man carving stones seriously.There are dozens of stone carvings, including three-dimensional protruding human faces, standing postures of children, lying postures of naked women, and many animals, such as antelopes and camels. Sanmao marveled that in this barren land, there are such rough and delicate natural creations.She didn't hesitate to spend money to buy a few, and went back to the hut to play with them carefully. She was deeply moved by this unknown art.Her home thus became a veritable art palace.This is her city, a poor and prosperous city, a lonely and noisy city.She is the master of this place, even if she lives alone, she will wait by her forever.

But Sanmao is not in his own city, he is complacent.Because the house is beautifully and uniquely decorated, many neighbors always love to visit.The enthusiastic Sanmao also taught the women in his neighborhood homework.These women don't care about hygiene class, don't care if they know money or not.When they came to Sanmao's house, they borrowed her clothes, shoes, lipstick, and eyebrow pencil.Because these things are extremely new items for them. As soon as they came, Sanmao's tidy house became chaotic.Clothes and shoes are worn on them without warning, and when they see something they like, they take it away.When you see a picture you like in a magazine, just tear it off.Sometimes, they sleep collectively on Sanmao's bed, feeling the comfort of the bed frame.They don't understand art, but they can deeply feel an unparalleled beauty, and they are intoxicated in this city full of happiness.

Later, neighbors living near and far would come to her.Although Sanmao abides by the rule that the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water, these close neighbors are unwilling to be alienated from them.Both Sanmao and Jose are casual, friendly people, and their neighbors take advantage of their shortcomings. There are always women and children asking them to borrow things. Those small things can be bought in the town, but they love Sanmao's house by nature, light bulbs, onions, gasoline, nails, matches, red potion, and even knives and forks for food, they take the trouble to look for them at the door. borrow.If they don’t borrow it, they will say a word: “You rejected me and hurt my pride.” Sanmao believes that every Saharawi is proud, so she dare not hurt them easily.

Although sometimes, Sanmao was extremely distressed by their unreasonable and entanglement.But later, Sanmao would treat all these as their natural and simple nature, and treat each other with tolerance.After living there for more than a year, Jose became the neighbor's electrical repairman, carpenter, and plasterer.Sanmao became a teacher, nurse, and tailor. The young women of Saharawi have extremely beautiful faces.On weekdays, they covered their faces in front of their clansmen, but they took off their veils when they arrived at Sanmao's house.There is a sweet girl named Mina who has a good impression of Hexi.When Jose was at home, she often dressed herself up very neatly to be guests.After a long time, he found an excuse to let Hexi go to her house to repair the doors and windows. Sanmao was very unhappy about this, and she told Hexi that Dang Mina was like a flower in the mist and a moon in the water.Fortunately, this beautiful woman is just a fleeting moment in Jose's life.Without lingering for a long time, one day she got married suddenly. Sanmao was very happy and gave her a large piece of clothing.This is Sanmao. In this vast desert, she is willing to treat every Saharawi with a generous heart. Sanmao's Sahara story started here.She allowed herself to go deep into the desert and walk into the life of the Saharawi people, and only then did she gain an understanding of the local folk customs and have real works that touched thousands of readers.Perhaps a real writer must have a broad mind, a clear mind, and a deep love for all things in order to write true, good and beautiful words. Sanmao is such a writer. She not only experiences and polishes life, but also melts into words.Her works do not require the modification of graceful language, and every word is natural.Readers can follow her authentic writing, walk into the desert naturally and calmly, and be a passionate and casual spectator in the story of the Sahara, taste different customs and witness colorful life. Sanmao said that thanks to these neighbors, because of them, the days in the desert have been colorful ever since.But loneliness has already drifted away.The boat of fate brought together people who were originally separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.Any cherishing is not for eternity, but for the hope that on the day of parting, you can wave your hands with peace of mind and say goodbye with treasure. "Our life is complicated, we pursue it all our lives, and we always feel that happiness is out of reach. I don't know that flower, that little grain of sand, is on your windowsill." Life is simple, love is speechless.It is us who live the life so shockingly and see the years as impermanent.Fleeting years, slipping slowly at the fingertips.I only hope that the bright moon will last forever, and my mind will be at peace.