Chapter 6 postscript

One night earlier this year, I had a rough draft of this novel in my mind.At that time, I just wanted to write a story about a blind girl and a soulful boy.The original intention was to put it in the fifth episode of "ChannelA" as a short story.Later, I thought of more and more plots, and a short story simply couldn't fit, so I began to consider turning it into a long story. Except that the heroine in the book gradually loses her eyesight, the current story is completely different from the story that flashed through my mind that night. I did some data collection for the heroine's illness and consulted a professor of ophthalmology.In the end, I chose the condition "inflammation of the optic nerve" because it occurs in young people.The patient's vision atrophies and may become completely blind within a few years.It may also be "lucky" to keep the status quo.

But I always wanted to be able to talk to a girl who was blind or gradually losing her sight and learn more about her life.The publishing house helped me find a female college student who suffered from macular degeneration and lost most of her vision when she was seven or eight years old.I had a phone conversation with this girl.She's breezy, has a bright voice, and has done a great job at college and is planning to study abroad this year.I learned about the amplifier, an aid for the visually impaired, from her. She didn't mind talking about her illness.When we talked about love, she said shyly that she didn't want to be a burden to others.She is not my reader. The books she has to read in school have exhausted her eyes, and it is impossible to read extracurricular books.I hope that one day, someone will read to her.It is also good to read my novels.Others are also good.The time of reading is happy.

After collecting these materials, I will start my own story.I am used to not being able to write a manuscript until the deadline.The two or three months before the Hong Kong Book Fair in July is often the day when I start writing.This story has been delayed for me, when I finally start writing.A series of things happened around me.It can be said that this was the most turbulent period of my life.I didn't expect that the situation in Hong Kong was similarly turbulent. My stress is indescribable, the family chores I have to deal with are indescribable, and writing is the one thing that requires the most concentration.On tired and heavy days, I tell myself that if I can get over this difficulty, I can also face greater difficulty later.

The name of the book is, these days, I don't know how many tears I shed.I had to face old age, sickness, death, the reality of life from blooming to withering.I also had to face deadlines for submissions.It turned out that I was also in a race against time. I have to thank my relatives, friends and colleagues around me for helping me deal with many tedious things so that I can concentrate on writing.People who write may be lunatics, but pain and disaster have become the nourishment of creation.In this race against time, I finally sprinted before the deadline.However, I feel that I have aged three years all of a sudden.So, who wins?Is it me or time?

After the story was finished, I felt as if I knew Xu Hongzhi and Su Minghui.I sympathize with them, and I also yearn for such love.However, just like the ending of the novel, the world is changing, and people meet at the right time, but a farewell is inevitable. Zhang Xiaoxian July 21, 2003 at home in Hong Kong