打骨子里喜欢萧红的文字,喜欢呼兰河畔的那人那事,喜欢广阔的关东原野——那美丽而丰饶的土地。童真的萧红在呼兰河小城生活。扎彩铺、放河灯、跳大神、逛娘娘庙会、看野台子戏……一切都有声有色地进行着。我很佩服萧红的性格,在那多压抑少轻快的世界里,仍能以童心与诗趣面对一切。她骨子里流淌着的自由的血与我的心紧紧相连。翻开她的书,就像翻开了一本连轴转的连环画,一个画面接着一个画面,再也停不下来。 Hsiao Hong loves playing the text, like that Hulan the man thing, like the vast Kanto wilderness - that beautiful and fertile land. Hsiao Hung Xiao Hulan town life. Zacai shop, put the river lights, jumping God, visiting the Niangniang temple, see wild Taiwan sub-drama ... ... everything is vividly carried out. I admire Xiao Hong’s character, in that more repressed less brisk world, still with innocence and poetry and fun to face everything. The free blood flowing in her bones is tightly connected with my heart. Open her book, like opened a comic rotation picture book, a screen followed by a picture, no longer stop.