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This is the famous saying of writer San Mao, and it is also the most familiar sentence for everyone. As described in this article, her life is as beautiful as summer flowers and as beautiful as autumn leaves.

She is a veritable wanderer who has traveled all over five continents and really realized her dream of "wanting to see". She and Jose lived a life of poetry and distance as early as forty years ago.

She wrote:

A person must have at least one dream to pursue in his life. Where there is a dream, there is hope, and hope will guide you in the direction.

Christopher once said: "The better the dream, the more out of reach. Strangely, once you make up your mind, those dreams will come true soon. "

Dreams are not the capital that you desperately show off to the outside world, but a belief and motivation that you pursue internally.

People without dreams are not enough to talk about life. Such people, even in the scenic West Lake, still have no artistic conception of "light makeup is always appropriate".

Sanmao's charm lies in that she is not only free and easy, but also independent, and she can do whatever it takes to realize her dream.

People are great because of their dreams and practical because of their dreams.

Sanmao was born in Chongqing and grew up in Taiwan Province Province. Four brothers and sisters, she is the second. Originally named Chen Maoping, it was later renamed Chen Ping. Because she found the middle words really difficult to write, she left them out by herself, and her father Chen Siqing was also very helpless.

Sanmao likes reading since he was a child, and he has read all the world famous books on the market since junior high school.

Once, the teacher asked everyone what their ideals were. Naturally, there are all kinds of answers, most of which are very tall, and some say that they want to be doctors, teachers and scientists in the future.

Only San Mao said: One day I will grow up and be a garbage collector.

As soon as this statement came out, the result can be imagined, and the teacher was in distress situation. Sanmao thought for a moment, then said: Then I will be a stall, selling popsicles in summer and baking sweet potatoes in winter.

The teacher was finally angered. If you do this again, get out of here. After all, the arm can't beat the thigh. San Mao gave in reluctantly. I want to be a great doctor in the future.

San Mao, who is immersed in books at any time, doesn't like the cramming teaching method of the school, which leads to a sharp decline in school performance.

Under the severe reprimand of her parents, she studied hard and finally made up her grades. But the teacher suspected that she cheated in the exam, and drew two big circles on her eyes with ink, so that she could "parade" in the corridor.

Facing the laughter of the classmates, at that moment, Sanmao wanted to die.

Faced with the great shame of this life, she wanted to kill her teacher. Her personality became anxious, autistic and more withdrawn, and she tried to commit suicide and drop out of school.

At this time, Mr. Gu appeared. With love and care, he gradually dissolved the hard ice and hatred in Sanmao's heart.

The teacher discovered Sanmao's literary talent, encouraged her to start writing, and recommended her works to Bai Xianyong, the literary leader at that time, and published them in Modern Literature. At this moment, she stepped out of the shadows and began to make a name for herself in the literary world.

Sanmao's sensitive and withdrawn childhood also indicates the fate and ending of her life.

Sanmao dares to love and hate all his life, and the opposite sex is very good.

She once became lively and talkative because she fell in love with a painting teacher. First love is a boy who is one level higher than her. Sanmao is about to graduate. She was in a hurry and offered to get married, but the boy refused because both sides were still young.

But San Mao is a person who can afford it and put it down. Growing up watching the comic book San Mao Wandering, she had a wandering heart for a long time.

Later, she dropped out of school again, left Taiwan Province Province and went to Spain to study alone, where she met the love of her life-Jose.

This big boy, who is less than 18 years old, said sincerely in the face of San Mao, who is eight years older than him:

Deeply moved, Sanmao said, "You are only 16 years old, and I am 24 years old. Six years is too long, I can't promise. Besides, I already have someone I like. Listen to me and don't pester me in the future. "

Jose said, "Never mind, I'll wait for you for six years."

He said that and left, waving his French hat. It was getting late at this time, and he started jogging. As he ran, he turned around and shouted with a smile, "Goodbye Echo! Goodbye echo! "

On that day, it snowed once in a hundred years in Madrid. Snowflakes are falling among them, and the picture of Jose waving goodbye in the snow is deeply imprinted in Sanmao's mind.

From then on, he never looked for her again, even if he met her in the street, he just said hello.

During this period, she went to Spain, Germany and the United States to study. She has been in love several times in the past six years. Recently, she was going to be a bride, but her fiance died of a sudden heart attack.

She returned to Spain, and fate made her meet Jose again. Fate is really a wonderful thing, and feelings go around. This time, she didn't choose to let go.

Jose took her to his house, and the whole wall was covered with photos, yellow and black and white. Jose stole it from a friend in China, took it to the photo studio and posted it at home.

In the gloomy days without three hairs, he relied on these photos to relieve his inner pain.

Seeing this scene, San Mao burst into tears and was moved to cry:

Jose said, "God, it's not too late!" He danced with joy.

So they went straight to the Sahara desert to get married without falling in love.

Before they got married, they had a widely circulated conversation.

Jose: Do you have to marry a rich man?

San Mao: No, multimillionaires don't marry;

I like it. Billionaires get married.

Jose: After all, you have to marry a rich man.

Sanmao: There are exceptions.

Jose: What if you follow me?

Sanmao: This is enough.

Jose: Do you eat much?

Sanmao: Not much, not much. You can eat less in the future.

When I read this, I was always moved by their conversation.

When they got married, they had nothing, such as a car, a house and even a decent piece of furniture. It can be said that they are poor.

There was only one camel skull as a token of love, and Jose searched all over the desert.

Their life in the desert is poor, and they have no money to buy bedsteads, so they have to buy mattresses. Clothes are placed in cartons on the ground, and there are no cabinets.

There is no desk, so if they want to write, they will find a board to write on their knees. Without a table, they found a coffin lid. It is common to cut off water and electricity.

Although life is hard, the hearts of two people are warm, and the inner peace and harmony can never be provided by the outside world.

The quality of life is not entirely related to money. They just turned the trivial matter of daily necessities into a sweet thing.

Sanmao is a man full of love and water. As long as there is a lover who will accompany her all her life, she will not care about material gains and losses.

This difficult desert life experience became a happy time of her life.

Happy days are always short.

Their romantic life lasted only six years, and the smell of death has come.

1September 30, 979, Jose died in a diving accident. This day happens to be the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month, the night of the full moon. What San Mao wants is not reunion, but the separation of Yin and Yang between her and her lover.

When Jose's body was salvaged, Sanmao was heartbroken and almost crazy. She stood beside him, holding his hand and crying.

The deceased Jose seems to be emotional, and his eyes and nostrils are bleeding. San Mao wiped the blood and tears on Jose's face with a towel, and the blood and tears blended together.

After Jose left, Sanmao fell into the abyss. She wants to commit suicide and keep an appointment at Jose's grave. Fortunately, with parents and friends, Sanmao promised: Never commit suicide!

During that time, she bought many flowers every day to visit her lover in the cemetery and talked with him until dark.

Seeing off her lover, San Mao wrote the following words: It is you and me who are buried. We are the ones who left.

I study in Gaotang, and I have parents. I can't go with you, but don't be afraid. I hold your hand and you walk bravely. Although I am not with you, after you cross this tunnel, there will be a god of light to pick you up, and I will come for an appointment in a few years.

Mr Jiang Yang wrote in The Three of Us: "The three of us lost each other so easily. Good things in the world are not firm, colorful clouds are easy to disperse, and glass is fragile. Now, I am the only one left. "

This is also a portrayal of San Mao's mood at that time. Losing Jose is a huge blow to her, and it is a pain that she can never bear in her life.

I miss you once a day, and a grain of sand falls from the sky, thus forming the Sahara.

198 1 year, Sanmao ended her life abroad in 14 and returned to Taiwan Province Province, where she mainly taught in universities and gave lectures in various places.

His book "Walking Around Qian Shan" has been sought after by countless readers, which has set off a "San Mao fever" in the whole Chinese-speaking world.

There have been two men in her life in the past ten years.

One is Wang, who is known as the "king of western songs" and has written ballads such as "In that faraway place" and "The Girl of Dabancheng". Later, two geese handed books and crossed the distance of the strait.

Wang wrote to San Mao: Bernard Shaw has an old parasol, which has long since lost its function. He takes it with him when he goes out. He can only use it as a crutch. Wang laughed at himself and said sincerely, I am like Bernard Shaw's shabby parasol. After that, he postponed the date of writing a letter.

Sanmao wrote it down in a hurry and blamed Robin: "You are so cruel that I lost my crutch."

A few months later, Sanmao personally went to Xinjiang, met this "friend who forgot to make friends" and lived in his house directly. But their life experiences and ideas are different, and they don't get along happily.

Sanmao understood: Robin, who is nearly 80 years old, has been deeply scarred by life; Her love is far from healing the deep mental trauma of the old man.

Half a month later, Sanmao returned to Taiwan Province Province alone with her luggage. However, less than a year later, the news of Sanmao's death came.

In order to commemorate this friendship forever, Wang wrote a touching poem "Waiting-A Love Song for the Dead".

American Rick O 'Shea said that he still thinks of Sanmao today. This little-known person is Sanmao's lover in the last few years, who warms Sanmao with his love and tolerance.

They met in Taipei, but he didn't know at that time that she was already a great writer who swept the Chinese literary world. Shortly after they met, Sanmao traveled to South America under the sponsorship of the United Daily News, accompanied by an American photographer. After traveling for half a year, their relationship became close.

Rick and Sanmao drink tea, chat, walk and visit antique shops together. They like to hang out in the street together and pay attention to the lives of ordinary people. Whenever she remembers the past and cries, Rick will reach out and hug her.

Someone asked him: What kind of woman is Sanmao?

In San Mao's eyes, Rick is also a very special existence. She said to Rick:

Later, they could not live without each other.

1990, San Mao created the only movie script in her life, Rolling the World of mortals. 165438+ 10 In October, she came to Hong Kong to attend the film premiere and called Rick to say that she wanted to see him very much.

Only this time, they broke through the boundaries of friends. He stroked her long hair, hugged and kissed, and they became real lovers.

After San Mao returned to Taiwan Province Province, he often talked to Rick on the phone. The two had endless words, planned to travel to the mainland together, and talked about getting married. ...

It's a pity that God envies talents, Rick and others are not his brides, but the bad news of Sanmao.

Two days before her death, Sanmao was admitted to the hospital because of endometrial hypertrophy. Originally, it was a simple operation, but no one believed it. A few hours later, Sanmao ended his life with stockings in the bathroom.

Seeing the sad news on TV, he collapsed and fell into pain and confusion ... he knew that all their dreams could not come true.

Today, San Mao's death is still a mystery. Some people say that she committed suicide because she missed Jose so much, others say that she was afraid of cancer, and others say that Jiang Lang was the only one who died.

Wendy Wang wrote in "It's still early for women to understand all this":

San Mao once said to his sister Sophie: Sister, my life is ten times more wonderful than yours.

Yes, Sanmao has lived wonderfully for several generations with her short life. Sanmao has been pursuing a free soul all his life. Fortunately, God bless her, she did it.

I think her freedom is not willful enough to do whatever she wants, but powerful enough to do nothing if she doesn't want to.

The world thinks highly of Sanmao, and Liang Yusheng, a martial arts expert, calls her a "strange girl". "Weird" means maverick, noble in thought and unwilling to go with the flow.

Jia Pingwa, a famous writer, is her "loyal fan". Brigitte Lin was attracted by her charm and left a deep impression on him.

Ni Kuang, a great writer, said that Sanmao's outlook on life is different from that of ordinary people. She believes that there are two forms of life: body and soul. We should respect her choice and not be too sad. Sanmao must have her reasons for choosing suicide. ……

Sanmao is a book. No matter how long she dies, this classic book will shine forever, nourishing our generations to trudge forward.

If there is an afterlife, be a tree and stand forever. There is no gesture of sadness and joy, half in the dust and half flying in the wind; Half in the shade and half in the sun. Very silent and proud. Never rely on, never look for.

So finally, let's end with this passage from San Mao:

People are sad because we can't keep the years, and we have to admit that youth will disappear naturally one day.

The value of human beings lies in that we have made progress in life because of the changes in time and environment. The loss of time is of course helpless, but the gradual transformation of people can not escape the power of time.

We left so suddenly that we had no time to say goodbye; This is good, because we will never say goodbye.