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有人说我是文字魔女;但谁知道写作对我是多么痛苦?有人说我既胆怯又叛逆,既善良又心硬,既乖顺又刚愎自用;有人说,我靠写作,拯救了自己;有人说我怀念18岁以后的流浪时光,不同寻常的经历给了我不同寻常的质地,一无所有,奇迹与危险并存。北上南下,与地下诗人、作家、画家们“打堆儿”,体味着外面世界带来的每一次奇迹、邂逅、巧合和惊喜。但谁知道我的厌恶?有人说我母亲敢爱敢恨,在五六十年代,一个女人敢爱一个比自己小10岁的男人,并且为他生下孩子,可谓是特
Some people say that I am a text witch; but who knows how painful it is for me to write? Some people say that I am both timid and rebellious, both good and hardhearted, both good and self-serving; some say I save myself by writing; I miss the wandering time after the age of 18, unusual experience gave me unusual texture, nothing, miracles and dangers co-exist. North and south, and underground poets, writers, painters “fight pile”, appreciate the outside world each miracle, encounter, coincidence and surprise. But who knows my disgust? Some people say that my mother dare to love hate, in the fifties and sixties, a woman dared to love a man 10 years younger than himself, and gave birth to children, it can be described as special