This book is a collection of autobiographical essays, describing the author's daily chores. The words are plain, but the feelings are profound, giving people a relaxed feeling.
The author is Shen Fu, and his name is Yimei. He was born in Suzhou during the reign of Qianlong and Jiaqing. He was rich in the early stage of his life, but his fortune declined in the later stage. His whole life was written with a pen, and he inadvertently wrote a classic.
? Speaking of honesty, I have to mention translation. Beichuan found different versions to compare:
Ren Hongyan: When I arrived in Jingjiang, it was already evening and it was getting dark.
Zhang Jiawei: I will arrive in Jingjiang at about 4 pm.
Grover Guan: Before evening, I finally arrived in Jingjiang.
Zhou Gongdu: Arrive in Jingjiang in the afternoon.
Yu Pingbo: Actually, we sat side by side. At first, we kept our eyes and ears open, but after a long time, we didn't care.
Which version do you like?
Excerpt:
1. Love is a bell, although it is ugly.
2. Food and clothing, coke for life, no need to travel.
I have been disturbed since then, and I don't know when I will wake up.
4. Love, right or wrong, everything is put down.
He is repetitive, indifferent, wasting his time and living smartly.
6. When I am free, I will stand with you at dusk. I will laugh in front of the stove and ask if the porridge can be warm.
7. But when you see the fluorescent lamp on the other side, it will disappear at 10,000 points, and it will be woven in Liu Di Polygonum.
8. Whenever the wind gives birth to a bamboo garden, the moon is on the banana window, people are fascinated by the scenery and their dreams are reversed.
9. Autumn invades the thin figure, and the frost dyes chrysanthemum fertilizer.
10. But I saw the frost forest all the way in the osmanthus fragrance, and the sky under the moon was silent.
People often ask, what is the meaning of life?
This book really tells us that life is just a big dream that lasts for decades.