In the Dream, the Flowers Fall and We Say Goodbye: Sanmao
by Zhu Danhong
About This Novel
The book "San Mao: Flowers Falling in Dreams and Farewell" written by Zhu Danhong is a volume in the "Alluring Talented Women Series" series. The author of the biography is San Mao, a famous contemporary female writer whose original name is Chen Maoping. Sanmao has traveled all over the world, and his life works and translations are very rich, which are widely circulated in Chinese societies around the world. "Sanmao: Dreams of Flowers Falling and Farewell" uses poetic language to reproduce the 48-year life of this legendary woman and the world of tears, tenderness and desolation she left behind.
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Official(3)Scraped 11d ago
In the dream, the flowers fall and parting
A stubborn girl, carrying his luggage and wearing a white dress with fluttering white hair, flew towards the sandy Sahara. Her sad and gorgeous life is vividly and vividly described in the vast sea of commerce. After the dream, when traveling, you should understand that it is just a wisp of dreams in the world of mortals.
I remember that when I was studying, I spent a few scattered books of San Mao's prose. I borrowed the book from my sister in the store next door. At that time, I had an ambiguous understanding of San Mao's book. But now that I read this book, I have a lot of thoughts after reading it. This strange woman must have her own uniqueness. She finally saw through the world of mortals and passed away gracefully, leaving behind pieces of text that will remain as eternal classics! Good luck all the way.
I think Sanmao doesn't want others to praise her like this.
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Official(3)Scraped 11d ago
In the dream, the flowers fall and parting
A stubborn girl, carrying his luggage and wearing a white dress with fluttering white hair, flew towards the sandy Sahara. Her sad and gorgeous life is vividly and vividly described in the vast sea of commerce. After the dream, when traveling, you should understand that it is just a wisp of dreams in the world of mortals.
I remember that when I was studying, I spent a few scattered books of San Mao's prose. I borrowed the book from my sister in the store next door. At that time, I had an ambiguous understanding of San Mao's book. But now that I read this book, I have a lot of thoughts after reading it. This strange woman must have her own uniqueness. She finally saw through the world of mortals and passed away gracefully, leaving behind pieces of text that will remain as eternal classics! Good luck all the way.
I think Sanmao doesn't want others to praise her like this.
