Chapter 29 Chapter 29 Rolling Red Dust

What is time?It's like wind and smoke, you can't touch it, but it has always been like a shadow.Everyone is rushing with time behind their backs, watching spring water and autumn wind, clouds coming and going, rushing for dozens of years, and turning gray in a flash. Having experienced too much, the days became thinner and thinner, and I began to look indifferent to the world, often speechless.Calm down alone and sort out all the past.Only then did I realize that the life story has been played out several times over and over again, and there is no role worth playing.Only mountains and rivers, spring, summer, autumn and winter, are articles that can never be tired of reading. As long as you live, you will read them every day.

Sanmao returned to Taipei and went back to writing at his desk.When a person is born, what he should do and what life he should live seems to have already been arranged.Sanmao, who has been associated with writing since she was a child, has been going around for decades, but she still can't do without pen, ink, paper and inkstone.After losing her love, her life seemed to become obscure, simple and plain.There are no stories to fill the years, and the time is rushing like running water. Sanmao knows that there are not many days left. In the blink of an eye, it was 1989, and this spring, for Sanmao, was full of colorful scenery.She came to the continent that she had not returned to for more than forty years.I met Zhang Leping, the author of "The Wanderings of Sanmao" and a famous old cartoonist, visited the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and returned to his hometown, Zhoushan, Zhejiang, to worship his ancestors and visit his relatives.

A year ago, Sanmao wrote a letter to Zhang Leping in Shanghai through Changsha Daily in Hunan.The content of the letter expresses her admiration for him over the years.The pseudonym Sanmao, as well as her half-life wandering, have an inexplicable relationship with Zhang Leping's "San Mao's Wanderings".She told Zhang Leping that his books gave her a rich childhood. Zhang Leping, over 80 years old, was recuperating in a hospital in Shanghai at that time.This unexpected letter brought surprises to his old age.He dictated a letter back, and with trembling hands, drew a portrait of Sanmao as a souvenir.Later, Sanmao simply recognized the old man as his father.Fate brought this pair of strangers who had known each other for more than forty years together.

In April in the world, the peach blossoms and willows in the south of the Yangtze River are full of spring.Sanmao boarded the plane to Hongqiao, Shanghai. After getting off the plane, he went directly to Wuyuan Road in Xujiahui to look for Zhang Leping.The old old writer greeted each other in the wind. Although it was the first time they met, it was like reuniting after a long absence. Sanmao later said: "I used to be a little puzzled, why two people surnamed Chen and Zhang who are completely unrelated, after 40 years of vicissitudes, could get so close and communicate. Now I understand .My father and I have many similarities in artistic spirit, attitude towards life, and taste, so we can get to know each other. Not only can we become father and daughter, but also friends and confidants. I feel happy to have such a father and such a family.”

It can be seen how deep their love is.In terms of emotions, Sanmao has always been a person who dares to love, hate, and laughs and laughs casually. She is simple, kind and true.She stayed at Zhang Leping's house for five days.During these five days, they sat and sipped tea, talked about writing, life, and worldly affairs.Despite the decades of time difference between them, there is no distance at all. In his free time, Sanmao visited places of interest in Shanghai alone, including his favorite Grand View Garden and the ancient town of Zhouzhuang.San Mao, who is used to seeing the desert scenery and exotic customs, was touched by the misty and picturesque spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, making her heart moist and soft.She has kept these tender feelings deep in her heart, so pure that they are not stained by a speck of dust.Therefore, Sanmao in the eyes of the world will always have a desolate taste of the world, rough and vicissitudes, without the elegance and gracefulness of women from southern countries.

"It turns out that there are so many beautiful purples and reds blooming all over the place, and they are all ruined like this. What kind of day is the beauty of the day, who's house is the place to enjoy the pleasure? The morning flies and the evening rolls, the clouds and green pavilions. The rain and the wind, the mist and the painting of the boat - Jinping people Intuit It’s a cheap time to watch.” Listening to a performance of Kunqu Opera, I was shocked to realize that the life in the drama is so verdant and beautiful.Like a flower and a beautiful family, the years like water flow, Sanmao knows that she still owes a love affair to the water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Leping, Sanmao took a boat to Zhoushan, Zhejiang.Along the way, you can see weeping willows and painted bridges, flying birds and misty waves. These scenes are as gentle and prosperous as the red building in the dream.But she was not Yuan Chun, who returned home to visit relatives with a noble status.She is just a wandering traveler for many years. At her twilight age, she returns to her hometown to see her hometown and relatives whom she has dreamed of thousands of times. Sanmao went to the Chen family ancestral hall and solemnly offered sacrifices.I went to the cemetery of my grandfather Chen Zongxu again, lit incense and knelt down, weeping uncontrollably.She even took a piece of local soil from the grave and hid it in a wooden box.He took a ladle of spring water from the ancient well in the ancestral house and put it in a bottle.She wants to bring these back to Taiwan, which is the most precious gift from her homeland.When one day, when you miss your hometown, take it out, drink a few sips, and chat to comfort your heart.

When returning to her hometown this time, everything Sanmao did, her emotions and etiquette are just like traditional women in old China.Maybe many people don't understand how this deviant, uninhibited woman, who has traveled around the world and grown up under the influence of Western learning, has such awe and respect for traditional Chinese customs.In fact, San Mao has always been obsessed with Chinese culture and nostalgic for his homeland deep in his bones.Although she has lived far and wide all her life, her heart has never disappeared from this land. Sanmao, who returned to Taiwan from the mainland, chose to leave her parents' house and move into her own apartment.She left a letter to her parents, but she didn't take anything away, including the beloved baby she treasured all her life, and Jose's photo, nothing was moved.This time, she probably really let go.The family said that when she came back from the mainland, she had a significant change, and her soul seemed to stay there.

Later, there was Sanmao's first Chinese script, which was also her only movie script - "Rolling Red Dust".It seems that she interprets the unfinished stories in this life in this way.Cao Xueqin wrote it to let the world explore and guess his luxurious and tragic life in books and dramas.And Sanmao took "Rolling Red Dust" as his last writing in this life, leaving an eternal legend and setting eternal puzzles for future generations. In 1990, San Mao wrote "Rolling Red Dust" at the repeated requests of Hong Kong director Yan Hao.Sanmao said: "Without Director Yan Hao, this script would not have been born." She also said: "This is indeed a good show. The ancients said that Qu Gao is like a few. We hope that this drama will make a leap: Qu Gao And the audience, both applauded and well-received."

Everything in the world has an antecedent cause. This writer who has loved movies all his life never thought that he would enter this circle one day.She always thinks that behind the radiant light and blooming flowers, there will be unstoppable loneliness and neglect.So she is willing to exile herself, scavenging waste in the Sahara Desert, and fishing on the coast of the Western Ocean. Traveling all over thousands of rivers and mountains, after all, there must be a time to stop.At first Yan Hao invited Sanmao to write the script, but she declined for various reasons.Later, Yan Hao made an appointment with Qin Han and Brigitte Lin, who were red at the time, and invited Sanmao to the restaurant.Several people persuaded Sanmao together, hoping to cooperate with her.Sanmao only said that he might go on a long trip, without any positive promise.That day, Sanmao was drunk, accidentally slipped when returning home, and fell downstairs.This fall, not only was admitted to the hospital, but also fell into the world of mortals.

Sanmao, who was on the hospital bed, began to painstakingly write her script - "Rolling Red Dust". "It hurts my heart and lungs, and the pain of writing along the way is unbearable. After finishing the manuscript, I can only go to the mainland for romantic exile. I can't do anything else for a year or so." A few months later, when she sent a thick stack of manuscript paper to Yan Hao, In front of Qin Han and Brigitte Lin.After reading the script, the three were deeply moved.That year, "Rolling Red Dust" was put into filming. As a screenwriter, Sanmao put himself into this red dust and fireworks, pouring all his heart and tenderness into it.After so many days and nights of hard work, "Rolling Red Dust" finally won twelve nominations for the Taiwan Film Golden Horse Awards.Sanmao, who never likes competition and does not admire fame, was inexplicably involved in the fierce competition for the Golden Horse Award because of this movie. During its Hong Kong premiere, however, the film came under attack for political reasons.Political turmoil will always put people in a dangerous situation from which it is difficult to escape. With no choice but to bet on her life, she placed all her chips and waited for the final victory or loss.On December 15, 1990, Sanmao dressed up to attend the 27th Golden Horse Awards Ceremony.The judges of the Golden Horse Awards announced that the movie "Rolling Red Dust" won eight awards including Best Feature Film, Best Director, Best Actress, and Best Supporting Actress.Sanmao competed for the best screenplay, but she did not win. The drama ended, and the dullness ended.Life is disillusioned, prosperity and decline are fixed.She walked away, this world of mortals was not what she imagined.I never thought that after going through a lifetime of ups and downs, after hundreds of turns, I still just turned around alone.Lonely, sad. The stars move and things turn, and the sea changes.The rivers and lakes are still the old rivers and lakes, and Sanmao is still the Sanmao of the past.