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Money and desire, despicability and nobility, light and darkness are all perfectly expressed in "Hell and Heaven". The author uses a family that made a fortune during the period of social transformation as a starting point to profoundly analyze the good and evil, beauty and ugliness in human nature. The protagonist Jin Dewang turns out to be just a farmer. With the mentality of getting rich, he uses any means to sacrifice the interests of the collective and others as his greatest pursuit. Even the love between his children has become a bargaining chip for interests.

They were in a great mood while sitting in the taxi that day. The sun is shining outside and the roads are wide. The car is driving towards Taiyang Mountain. They have long wanted to come out and play. There are lush trees everywhere. When she woke up in the morning, it was already nine o'clock. Liu Hongyan suddenly said, "Let's go out and have fun today." Seeing her excitement, Li Mei was in a good mood and said, "Okay, where to go?" Liu Hongyan said, "Taiyang Mountain." They were good friends and lived together. Liu Hongyan came to this city relatively early, four years ago, while Li Mei came out less than a year ago. She is still unfamiliar with various things in the city and many things in their profession. In a sense, Liu Hongyan is Li Mei's guide. Liu Hongyan taught her everything.

The night was already very late, and I was still looking at the proofs under the lamp. This is another new book of mine. Yes, I am a writer. Middle-aged writer. Yes, I am forty-one. Of course, some newspapers and magazines still sometimes refer to me as a young writer. It seems that no one has any objection to calling young writers. It's just that I know that in fact, I have undoubtedly entered middle age, or should I say the prime of life? Forty years old is a hurdle in life. As soon as a man reaches forty, his perspective on the world and his understanding of society (including many things) will be completely different from the past. In the eyes of others, might a writer be a little different? No, in fact we are not fundamentally different from anyone else. The only difference is the way we make a living and our daily status.

In the autumn three years ago, I would go to the Civic Square not far from my home almost every evening. This kind of wandering does not mean walking around with hands behind your back, but sitting in a wheelchair. Yes, it's the kind of wheelchair that you rock yourself. At that time, I had not yet completely freed myself from the great sadness. No one can bear such a blow. Originally, I was a healthy person, active and active in the company. You could even say that I attracted special attention, especially from girls. They like me. The first thing they like is my lively and tall legs - I am a tall, thin and handsome young man. I am a happy person, at least I used to be. I worked in sales for that medical equipment company, and my title was regional sales manager (of course, there was actually only one person). My performance is quite good.

This is a woman's story, but it records the changes that spanned more than half a century. Behind the seemingly calm narrative, what is told is that an ordinary woman was lifted up and thrown down; tortured and consumed in the historical tide of China's transition from the old to the new... What is hidden in her personal tragedy and comedy is the turmoil of the entire society. The text in this book makes us feel more deeply that the destiny of an individual and the destiny of the entire country are so closely related. Compared with the current preferences of men and women, writers seem to be more willing to look back at the clouds of history and pay attention to the restlessness and fear in the hearts of our contemporary people. Reading the past is to better prepare for the future.

I am a rural lothario who yearns for city life all day long. I also fall in love with Yunzi, an actor in the county troupe. I work as a helper behind the troupe, just to be with Yunzi. Everyone thought that I was not good enough for Yunzi, and they were all trying to stop our love. My family even arranged for me to get married. After numerous twists and turns, the Cultural Revolution began, and Yunzi finally followed a rising rebel.

In my impression, the snow that winter was particularly heavy, and it came one after another. That afternoon too, it started raining non-stop since noon. All shuttle buses to and from the county and countryside have stopped. There were no pedestrians on the road. There is snow everywhere. I was in the duty room at the station, helping my father on duty. It had been several days and there was nothing going on at the station. My father went to the countryside to find someone to drink and play cards with, so he asked me to help him stay in the duty room, fearing that there would be some unexpected calls from the county. The small station consists of two small houses, standing alone on the edge of National Highway No. 15. The sky is full of snow. I feel very bored. I have to take the college entrance examination next year, and I can't understand anything in the textbook. Dahuang (our dog) keeps spinning around my legs. I broke off a piece of steamed bun and threw it under his nose.

This book contains twelve short stories by the famous writer Wang Dajin. They may reveal various social contradictions with calm pen and ink, or present the darkness and distortion of human nature with a cold and ironic style... Secular men and women played unforgettable roles in the scenes of harsh human short dramas. The weaknesses of human nature are always under accurate perspective, and interpersonal relationships are coldly analyzed again and again, which is thought-provoking. Through this book, you can fully get a glimpse into the writer's inner world.

Many people think that time is always fair, but this is not the case. At the same time, some people are growing up and some are getting older. Yu Guangming always thought that he was advancing with the times, at least he did not admit that he was lagging behind. He regards his maturity as "growth". He remembered how happy he was when he learned that his nephew from the countryside had been admitted to college. He told almost everyone he met that his nephew was admitted to college. Almost everyone in the entire agency knows. Even one day when he was walking in the government compound, someone who was not very familiar with him asked: "Lao Yu, has your nephew been admitted to college?" It can be seen that Lao Yu's propaganda has been widespread. "You blow it every day, every day, and people all over the world know it."

A tenor singer with a flourishing career and a happy and peaceful family. Fate arranged for him to meet a beautiful but sad young woman, and the extramarital affair ignited as everyone knows. After paying a heavy price, he walked out of yesterday's marriage, but he looked around at a loss; the young woman was forced by her husband to languish day by day in suffering. When she was finally able to get rid of the shackles of an unhappy marriage and regain her freedom, she was changed by the unbearable sense of emptiness. The man who brought her passion in the first place returned to her ex-wife with a cold heart. Wang Dajin uses his novels to express this point of view frankly - desire is not only ubiquitous, but also dominates human existence, and the distortion and disillusionment of desire have completely reshaped the appearance of life and even human nature.