脑海中的怪东西蕴藏着无限的可能,有帮助我们直面一切的力量。无论帕慕克在土耳其人眼中是率性直言还是哗众取宠,他对故乡伊斯坦布尔的爱实在是毋庸置疑。鲜少有人如此不遗余力地将一片土地的美丽与哀愁尽数呈现、永不疲倦,也鲜少有人不断挖掘潜藏在街前巷尾的城市密码、满怀虔诚,就连那些随着废墟行将消逝的物象在他的笔下也如此迷人:钵扎、芝米、一夜屋…… There are boundless possibilities in the weird things in our minds that have the power to help us face it all. Whether Pamuk is fair-minded or grandstanding in the eyes of the Turks, his love for his hometown of Istanbul is undisputed. Few people so spare no effort to present the beauty and sorrow of a piece of land, never tired, few people continue to dig hidden in the streets of the city password, full of devotion, even those who disappear with the ruins of the image His writing is so charming: bow tie, Zhimi, overnight house ...