Everywhere in Qian Shan: Three hairs I read.

Compared with many people who have been obsessed with Sanmao since high school, I have heard the name and know that there is such a writer, and I know something about her. That's all, that's all.

Until about half a month ago, I saw in a public message that several people were discussing what San Mao wrote about past lives in "A Thousand Waters of Qian Shan".

Yes, as a Yi-learning enthusiast, or a person wandering on the edge of paranormal studies, this kind of information has an irresistible attraction to me. So, almost immediately, I didn't hesitate to place an order in an east and bought a complete set of Sanmao complete works. Then, I chose Wan Shui Qian Shan to read as the first book.

So the impression of Sanmao began when she traveled around South America with her assistant Micha.

Ben wanted to read quickly, focusing on the paragraph she wrote about Indian past lives. I didn't know how to read the first chapter, so I decided to calm down and read it slowly, because it would be a sin and regret if I jumped over such wonderful words and souls.

Actually, when I read this book for the first time, there were many places that I didn't understand. However, after reading several other books, consulting relevant materials and understanding Sanmao's life experience, I will read this book again, and I can roughly understand Sanmao's state of mind.

1

In the first chapter, Micha saw Jorgen's enthusiasm for Sanmao, especially when facing the luxurious apartment like an art museum, and deeply felt that Jorgen's level matched Sanmao's preference and advised Sanmao to accept Jorgen.

But Sanmao pretended not to hear. "It's people who wake up from a big dream. Don't they understand what it means that heroes in the world are inevitable and wealth is like a spring dream?"

Sanmao, who had a dream of scavenging since childhood, never cared about worldly money and things outside her body. Especially after Jose's departure, San Mao is even more desperate.

a few years later, she sold the home that she and Jose had built bit by bit to people who liked house layout at a price less than half the market price. All the once cherished objects in the family are also given to the neighbors who like them.

A friend thought Sanmao was going to sell. Sanmao said, You can't afford my things, so just give them to me. Yes, in Sanmao's eyes, they are priceless, and only those who really cherish them are worthy of Sanmao's trust.

Now, what is there to miss in the world of these artworks?

what's more, Jorgen doesn't understand San Mao at all. He put Sanmao's book on the coffee table and gave Sanmao the Olive Tree. I don't know, at the moment, Sanmao "hates to see them the most."

Jorgen invited his "very literate" compatriots to talk with San Mao about the history, geography and art of Mexico. But in San Mao's heart, those are just "dead things."

San Mao doesn't like talking to them about this, because "they don't talk about living people, food, clothing, housing and transportation in Mexico, and streets and lanes, but only the historical materials and culture that books appeal to."

The purpose of Sanmao's trip is "to live a life", and Sanmao is so far away from them. If you are trapped in a high wall like this, it is not San Mao.

therefore, for love, San Mao is only curious. For Jorgen, Sanmao can only apologize. After trying her best to "try and try, there is nothing to explain", she chose to stay away.

2

After moving to a hotel, Sanmao is completely alive.

She went to see the faces of civilians in the underground car; I went to visit the museum, but I was only interested in the corn god and suicide. I also chased the tour guide to ask about the position of the suicide god department, and even later I went to study the suicide god.

Because no religion in the world allows people to commit suicide, it is very interesting and meaningful for San Mao to think that "this religion has given mankind the greatest respect and free will".

It is said that Sanmao's later suicide was caused by insanity, but in my opinion, maybe Sanmao wanted to leave after Jose left.

But for so many years, the mind has been enslaved by form, and the soul has been trapped in the body, so it cannot be free. On the one hand, I am worried about my elderly parents. On the other hand, Sanmao, who believes in metaphysics, may also be worried that suicide is not allowed and accepted by heaven.

Her Jose has gone to heaven. If she can't go because of suicide, how can she practice her agreement with Jose?

But at this moment, here, Sanmao has been carefully hiding in her heart that she wants to leave. After seeing the suicide god, she finally found an exit. Suicide is allowed and accepted. Suicide, no longer guilty.

After Sanmao committed suicide, it was reported that Sanmao died in the same posture as the statue of the suicide god.

this shows that.

3

wherever San Mao goes, he likes to "do as the Romans do" best.

So, on a flower boat, she will go to make friends with the boatman, get the boat and punt herself, and change her status from a tourist to a boatman. Even if you have enough money and eat, don't go to the luxurious China hotel, but insist on eating local food.

When I was in Mexico, I used to eat "take a ride" all the way to the end, so that my assistant Micha complained bitterly. Stay in a hotel, but also find an economical and cheap place.

Even later, when she finally saw the village where the Indians lived in her dream past life, she went in alone in exchange for helping with farm work, where she ate and lived with them and blended in with them without disturbing them.

perhaps in others' eyes, San Mao is a strange person. Even later, Michael said that he didn't want to work with Sanmao again. But how many people really understand Sanmao?

With Michelle, Sanmao treats her as a strict teacher, hoping that he can grow up with her.

Therefore, I don't take him to social parties or take action with him, because "he must understand his identity and responsibilities, and spoiling him too much will only make him gain nothing along the way".

"What he needs is personal experience and experience, and he can't always follow me to take things and listen to me explain the form and age of each building". So Sanmao forced him to learn Spanish and learn to face and handle chores by himself.

At the same time, she keeps setting an example for Michael.

In the inn where insects are falling like rain, Michael said that he couldn't sleep in his bed, and he didn't lift his head: "Yes, I can sleep under the sheets at night".

When Machu Biqiu was in a water disaster, Sanmao, who had always been careless, was more like a beast rushing out of her body. Thanks to her hard struggle with the tour guide, Micha and she were able to escape.

most importantly, San Mao understands that only by going deep into the bottom and getting in touch with the real people's lives can we understand the real form of a country and even society. And these are exactly what photographers and writers need, rather than "sitting in a cafe and talking."

so I always think that Michael is really lucky to follow San Mao on this trip!

It's a pity that Michael doesn't understand. Maybe he does, but his sense of superiority in the upper class makes him unable to put down his airs and admit it.

in the face of people's livelihood, San Mao is sensitive, kind and compassionate. In Honduras, she and Micha walked from village to town, filled with the faces and eyes of the poor residents along the way, which was beyond the reach of the bluebird.

Michael always said that San Mao was too bitter to stay in a big hotel with hot water and eat better.

But in Sanmao's view, "The children outside the window are hungry, how can I bear to sit in the big glass and eat steak through them?"

Facing her own heart, perhaps San Mao's departure made her feel helpless, so wherever she went, she had to integrate into the local people's life.

Because only these fresh life and breath can make her feel that she is still alive. Only with them can Sanmao have the strength to live!

4

With regard to the shore of the Silver Lake, San Mao said that he was the Indian past lives, and I always believed him.

Maybe many people are questioning whether there is a soul in this world, and does past lives really exist? Even San Mao himself said, "A dream came true by mistake. Sometimes, I am also puzzled and afraid by my own premonition. "

But this world is so wonderful that some people come to this world with strange genes, regardless of race or belief. Just as everyone is born with a different mission.

From the perspective of Yi-ology and metaphysics, we will find that everything in this world is really predestined, whether it's you personally, a certain region or even the rise and fall of the whole world.

Everything has laws, just like a huge hand, manipulating it. However, after all, we are all too small to get a glimpse of it, which is the ultimate!

While in Peru, Sanmao once met a girl named Annie, who said, "Do you believe in past lives and afterlife? I have known you, not in this life. "

and San Mao "smiled and took a look. Dutch girls hit it off at first sight, dressed up, talked politely, got sick fiercely, and even hid things."

why don't you believe it? If it is not predestined relationship in previous lives, how can we meet in this life? How can you trust a stranger without hesitation?

So when Anne was crying by herself against the French window, Sanmao chose to sit in the corridor. When the mass broke up, looking at Anne with tears in her eyes, Sanmao didn't go up to say hello. Just because I know you.

Later, Anne left without saying goodbye, leaving only a letter, in which she wrote, "Although I forgot to ask your last name, people like us who believe in immortality must have known each other in previous generations, but whether we will meet again in the future is unknown. I'm leaving without leaving you an address. "

looking at Anne's letter, San Mao didn't feel a trace of sadness. "Anne's upbringing forced her to write this letter. In fact, it's natural to be like us without leaving a word. Why doesn't Anne understand that mutual friend!"

yes, I don't like to say goodbye. When the fate is over, it's time to part. One more word, one more word, is redundant.

So isn't Sanmao's death a way to say goodbye to her?

how to write the ending?

San Mao, a woman full of spirituality, has too many words in her writing, but she always lingers. What kind of words should be used to make a summary evaluation?

But all the words seem a little pale.

the end is also a farewell, right? I seem to see San Mao's smile.

yes, it's better to stop writing!