Chapter 33 postscript

This is my first novel. I wrote it from spring to summer. I was in a trance, and my emotions were not stable during the period. When I finished typing the last word on the computer, I just received an overseas long-distance call. When I heard "hello" from the other end, I didn't realize it for a long time. On the pierced iron window of the bungalow, the children upstairs were practicing the piano, and I threw the cigarette in my hand into the ashtray, and said to the microphone in German: "I love you." Yes, I say the phrase "I love you" in almost all novels, sometimes I say it gently and gracefully, sometimes I say it maniacally and desperately, and sometimes I say it greedily and recklessly, or timidly.Anyway, I spoke out, and I've had readers tell me they love it, love it a lot.

This is a semi-autobiographical book. Between the lines, I always want to hide myself better, better, but I find it very difficult. I can't betray my simple and true philosophy of life, and I can't hide that feeling. The trembling, pain and passion rising from the soles of my feet, although many times I am always passively accepting everything that fate bestows on me, I am a young woman who is so fateful, so contradictory and so unreasonable. So I write all I want to say, without getting defensive. I don't know where the ultimate fate of this book will lead, but I do know that once it's finished, it will be out of my sight, out of my control, and it will be placed in your hands in place of its author and author. You communicate, talk to you.

I think I am very happy that I can publish this book before the year 2000, before my 27th birthday. A great cause for curiosity and love. Here I would like to thank all my friends, teachers, and parents who have given me encouragement, help and beautiful memories. I would also like to thank the editorial department of Buhuo Series.I came to Beijing to hand in the manuscript in very hot weather. I felt extremely tired that day, and the taxi drove me and my girlfriend, who were yawning all over the place, on the ring road.Pushing open the door of the editorial office of Buhuo Series, I saw Mr. Bai Ye.Then we walked in and sat down, and my manuscript was neatly placed on the large and clean desk.

1999.7.20