Imitation of "The Moon and Sixpence"
> "The Presence" is a memoir-style novel with "Zhou Zhou" as the first-person narrator. The core of the story revolves around the complex and alienated inner world of the talented writer Tang Rongning.
As a person who experienced, witnessed and recorded the important stages of Tang Rongning's life (especially his emotional changes, breakdown of interpersonal relationships and the emergence of creative obsession), he has a unique identity. She did not intervene intentionally, but "happened" to be there, witnessing and recording all this.
Focusing on the process of Tang Ronning and her friend Xu Ruian becoming "no contact until old age" due to their "sense of distance" and extreme concept of "integrity", Xu Ruian's tearful letter of complaint became a painful footnote to the tragedy of this relationship.
At the same time, Zhou Zhou also "presently" recorded Tang Rongning's morbid obsession with her junior high school friends Shen Shuyue and Jiang Qin, as well as the cruel reality of how she regarded life and the people around her as writing material, as well as the confusion, insight and chill experienced by a witness who "happened to be present".
Good words and sentences
**Interpersonal relationships**
Everything depends on the word "smart". And Tang Rongning happened to be there. Like a silent rock in the deep sea.
Relationship is a river. As a downstream, I never know which snow mountain the water upstream melts from or which cloud falls. Depending on the season, you may be able to tell the difference between ice and snow melt water and glacier melt water, but what about last year's water and this year's? They are mixed together, can you tell them apart?
Am I more important? Yes. But this "importance" seems so fragile and so chilling.
Xu Ruian has been in a "weak position" in relationships for a long time, and her inner desires are blocked, like a stone waiting to be hit by the waves.
**Creative Traits**
Writing has become one of the few channels through which she can relatively smoothly discharge the silt in her heart.
Tang Rongning's writing style has always been like this: novel metaphors are like grafted flowers, and the angle of cutting is as tricky as a thin blade.
The finished product may not be perfect, but it always has a weird uniqueness. It's like a vine that is supposed to bear cucumbers, but grows a carrot?
Everyone else enters through the front door, but she climbs in through the chimney, covered in soot like Santa Claus, smiling at you with her white teeth.
Human life is the final nourishment.
**There is a dilemma**
In my eyes, she is like an evergreen tree, with its branches and leaves still looking green. But she herself probably only felt that she had experienced a complete withering, which made her barely look normal, rather than a true recovery.
The crowd's voices were thrown to her like pebbles thrown into the bottomless sea - not even a single response was stingy.
Every big party is nothing less than a torture for me. After the show, it felt as if the bones had been dismantled and then put back together, with blood blisters on his heels, and every step he took felt like he was stepping on broken glass.
The fallen leaves have disappeared as the wind blows, just like the passing time, falling on the path, covering the hot noise on the ground.
Those who make mistakes cannot be forgiven, and those who are forgiven cannot forgive themselves.
Concept: Relationship is a river. As a downstream, I never know which snow mountain the water upstream melts from or which cloud falls. Depending on the season, you may be able to tell the difference between ice and snow melt water and glacier melt water, but what about last year's water and this year's? They are mixed together, can you tell them apart?