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"Representative figure of Beijing-style literature" after Lao She, Manchu Yehenala. Grand-niece of Empress Dowager Cixi and niece of Empress Longyu. Look at the urban life and fireworks described by the "Gege" writer. Life is always like this, and people cannot be satisfied everywhere. But we still have to live passionately. There are many things worthy of love in a person's life. Don't be discouraged just because you are not satisfied with one thing. The author Ye Guangqin is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves. The prosperity, liveliness and joy of the family in childhood, the twists and turns and experiences in the early years of adolescence, experienced special periods, witnessed rapid changes, and experienced the warmth and cold. But she has an unyielding heart, extraordinary knowledge, is free and bold, and is very enthusiastic about life. The content of this collection of essays mainly revolves around the lively and turbulent life of his family: the countless sparks he encountered in his daughter Gu Dayu's growth and education, the stubbornness and loveliness of his ninety-year-old father-in-law and the younger generation of the new era (Gu Dayu), the excitement of living in Japan with her husband, various amusing and funny stories, and the two or three past events that are engraved in the heart when recording the medical experience. It mainly reflects the common but rare smell of human fireworks in daily life.

The superiors assigned Houjiaping Village a task to capture six golden monkeys alive. So the village chief Hou Changshe started a vigorous monkey-catching campaign despite his father's objections. The monkeys were caught, but too many were caught. How to deal with the extra monkeys? Sell ​​them or let them go? The golden monkeys had their own ideas, and they started to act together... In the winter of the Gengshen Year of the 20th century, the weather was extremely cold. The deep mountains of the Qinling Mountains are overcast on top of the cold, the sky is gray, the sun has not been seen for nearly a month, and the water in the streams is almost solidified. There was no sound of rushing water, and the forest was as quiet as ever. The occasional chirping of birds was just a few lazily, one or another. The bamboo forest is densely packed, too thick to be dissolved, with layers of old green standing out, resisting this unbearable harsh winter. A fat bamboo rat emerged from the bamboo bush, turned around on the rock in a daze, and then burrowed back.

The train is traveling on the loess land in the northwest, heading towards Beijing. I'm not writing poetry, but I feel like poetry in my heart. I'm home, finally! Driven by the idea of ​​returning, I looked for happiness and beauty around me. The train is a soft sleeper all the way, arriving at one station and arriving late. You don't have to listen to the nagging station announcements and don't have to worry about being late. There are not many people in the carriage and it is orderly. The conductor introduces himself to each compartment. His dress is standard and his language is standard. He is sincere and touching. There is a wall-mounted TV at the end of everyone's bed, and the video is playing on the TV. The video picture is clear, and there are six or seven controllable channels. The weather is still hot, and on sauna days, I sweat every time I move. Not only China, but the climate of the entire world is a bit chaotic.

The work is set in Beijing under Japanese occupation, and tells the story of Uncle Qi and Niu Qingyu, a father and son of a declining bannermen aristocracy. Their experiences reflect part of the scene in Beijing from the 1920s to the 1940s.

Sun Honglei stars in the original novel of the TV series "A Generation of Heroes", which is more exciting than the TV series! In the 1920s, Qingmuchuan in southwest Shaanxi was poor and backward. He Futang, the son of the caravan, worked hard to avenge his father, and finally killed Liu Qingfu and settled the family feud. Wei Zhengxian, the leader of the original militia group, was an enemy of He Futang. He Futang sized up the situation and pretended to defect to the powerful bandit Wang Sanchun. Amidst the strife between various forces, He Futang managed to survive alone and accidentally saved Wei Zhengxian's wife Cheng Lixue. Cheng Lixue felt the beauty and backwardness of Qingmuchuan and decided to stay in Qingmuchuan to teach and open up people's wisdom. However, the "hatred of seizing his wife" made Wei Zhengxian even more angry. In the name of "suppressing bandits", he instigated the Kuomintang troops stationed in Hanzhong to invade Qingmuchuan. He Futang took the opportunity to offer the powerful bandit Wang Sanchun to the Republic of China government to avoid the disaster of war. Wei Zhengxian decided to make a desperate move and wanted to raze Qingmuchuan to the ground. At the critical moment, He Futang resolutely defected to the People's Liberation Army and ushered in the peaceful liberation of Qingmuchuan. With the efforts of He Futang, Qingmuchuan was able to avoid the suffering of war in an era when thousands of horses were silent and stormy.

The Palace of the Sun was, and is, a not-so-famous place in Beijing. Sometimes my mother would take me to stay at Taiyang Palace for two days. Taiyang Palace was in the countryside, and it took half a day to take a tricycle out of Dongzhimen. The best time to go to the Sun Palace is late summer and early autumn. The weather gradually turns cooler in the morning and evening, and various fruits begin to go off the market. The climate is neither cold nor hot. It is a season for people to play and eat. I like this season. Taiyang Palace was also the beginning of my contact with the countryside. From here, I learned what "countryside" is, what is retting manure, watering the ground, weeding, and tipping. Even after the "Cultural Revolution", I went to the countryside to join the queue and looked at the rivers and canals in other places. The yellow dog Baiyang didn't feel unfamiliar.

The doorbell rang loudly, and I looked outside through the peephole. There was a shaking blur outside, as chaotic as fog. When I finally figured out that the blurry eye was a human eye peering in from the other end of the cat's eye, I was so scared that I took a few steps back and took a breath of air. After retirement, I live alone in Beijing. I belong to the series of empty-nesters. The issue of public security cannot be ignored. Although I have no money and no sex, it is still a worrying thing. Looking in from the peephole, there is definitely no reason. This person is lying on his stomach and looking in, trying to figure out what is going on in the room. He either has an ulterior motive or is out of his mind. I waited for the big eye to leave at the other end of the cat's eye, but that eye just flickered and refused to leave. I asked who it was, but there was no response and no eyes left. I asked again who it was, and there was a squeaking sound outside the door, like a rat.

The car drove away, and the dogs ran after it. Aki looked at his group of friends from the back window and was very excited. Hujialiang's dog followed the car for seven or eight miles. The car turned a few corners and disappeared. Aki was lying on the seat, whining softly, maybe crying. When I arrived in Beijing, I moved back to my home in Wangjing. There were a lot less things in the house, and none of the books on the shelves were touched. The old cat sent a message saying that the small fragrant locust tree was thrown away by the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine said that there was a ghost in the word "" in the locust tree, which was unlucky.

The raccoon dog was kicked by me, with his flat face on the ground, his butt stuck out high, and a whining sound coming from his mouth. The cake with the red roses on top was pressed under him and turned into a blurry ball. We laughed, and Su Hui grabbed a handful of dirt and sprinkled it on the raccoon dog, making the raccoon dog's face even more unclear. Su Hui is a quiet and peaceful child, unlike me, who is "extremely naughty" (my mother's evaluation). Su Hui's behavior towards Li was beyond her code of conduct. Tanuki is a bastard, his mother is Japanese, and he lives in Yokohama with his sister. We don't pay attention to how far Yokohama is from Beijing. What we pay attention to is Tanuki's strange appearance and silly temperament, as well as the frequently changing delicacies in his hands.

The author is a master of telling stories, and the sighs and humor she naturally reveals in the story are so extraordinary... From the language to the characters, everything is precise and exudes a certain charm. The narrative is written with numerous family treasures, the succession is smooth and the transition is smooth and impatient, and the movements reveal the ladylike legacy and cultural heritage.

Brother shepherd boy, come here, let me ask you, where can I buy good wine if I want to eat it? Little girl, come here. If you want to eat good wine, go to Xinghua Village! --Peking Opera "Little Cowherd". I got off the long-distance bus at Qingshanwu. There was a battery car waiting at the station. The driver said that it was a special trip to pick up the bus. It was still a long way from here to the "Deep Apricot Blossom". Besides me, there were two young people who got off the bus. The three of us got on the sightseeing battery car. We all said that the service at "Xinghua Deep" was quite attentive, otherwise the journey would have taken 40 minutes.

A woman named Xian Xiangchun gave Deputy Secretary Ye five bottles of toon. She wanted to be the deputy director of the women's federation in the village, but Deputy Secretary Ye was actually moved by these five bottles of toon. Deputy Secretary Ye recommended her to the secretary. Can Xianxiang really become the deputy director? What other interesting stories happened? It is quiet in the township government compound. The quiet compound indicates that something important is about to happen. "Listening to thunder in a silent place" generally refers to such a situation. There were still three hours before lunch, and what I wanted to do was go to Zhenxi Street to take some photos of the old donkey doing the grinding. This may be the last donkey still walking on the mill road in China.

The author is a master of telling stories, and the sighs and humor she naturally reveals in the story are so extraordinary... From the language to the characters, everything is precise and exudes a certain charm. The narrative is written with numerous family treasures, the succession is smooth and the transition is smooth and impatient, and the movements reveal the ladylike legacy and cultural heritage.

This book is the essence of the family novels of the famous writer Ye Guangqin, including "Xiaoyaojin", "Three Fives", "Picking Up Jade Bracelets", "Little Herding Cows", etc. The novel takes the perspective of "my" as the axis and uses opera as the introduction. It jumps from the Republic of China to the present, from the aristocratic family to ordinary people, the characters and beings in Beijing over the past century and the vicissitudes of the times. The author is well versed in traditional culture and Beijing's customs, and is able to combine romanticism and realism in his writing, which gives this book a strong Beijing flavor and extraordinary charm.

Even though it was pouring rain outside, Fuer came on time. Fu'er is a close relative of mine, but I don't know which brother's grandson he is and what his name is, and I'm too lazy to find out. The blood relationship between my nephews and I has faded, not to mention another layer of separation. Apart from the fact that the Fu'er in front of me has the same last name as me, there is no overlap in appearance, style, cognition, and concepts. That is to say, when we meet on the road, no one will stop for the other, and no one will look at the other twice. We didn't know each other before. I took out a dry towel and asked him to wipe the water from his head. Even though he knew that this small towel couldn't dry his wet hair, he still made a gesture of concern. I know that my approach is very superficial and very fake.

The author is a master of telling stories, and the sighs and humor she naturally reveals in the story are so extraordinary... From the language to the characters, everything is precise and exudes a certain charm. The narrative is written with numerous family treasures, the succession is smooth and the transition is smooth and impatient, and the movements reveal the ladylike legacy and cultural heritage.

This book contains more than 200 essays such as "Can't Find the Feeling", "Arranged Marriage", "Self-Revolution", "Friends Are Happiness", "Good Men Don't Fight with Women", and "Afraid of Literature".

Most of the works in this book take the mountains and forests of the Qinling Mountains as their themes, depicting the relationship between man and nature, and man and animals. There are 8 chapters in total, including "Blackfish Chitose", "Mountain Ghost Muke", "Monkey Village Chief", etc.

This book includes more than a dozen short and medium-length novels by Ye Guangqin, including family novels such as "The Golden Terrace", "The Stealing of Royal Horses", "Shude Bridge", "Japanese Tomb", "Dream Never Goes to Xieqiao", as well as a series of novels written during his period of temporary service, such as "Two Tremors of a Long Worm" and "A Thousand Years of Black Fish". His creations change scenes and express a variety of world conditions and human emotions.

A "Jade Bracelet" that has been passed down for several generations records the story of the old and young of the royal family in the capital, and also carries the complex lives and emotions of the old and young. The author speaks calmly and eloquently, bringing readers into that long-gone history. And that period of history and those different lives are still vivid, interesting and thought-provoking to read today.

"Black Fish Thousand Years" includes Black Fish Thousand Years, the second part is Tiger Dafu, the third part is Mountain Ghost Muke, the fourth part is rain, the fifth part is fog, the sixth part is wind, the seventh part is photogenic, the eighth part is Kuan Nima Road, the ninth part is Notes of Caiziping, the tenth part is boring when you wake up, the eleventh part is boring when you are drunk, and the twelfth part is all about losing weight for another night.

Ye Guangqin's another masterpiece of prose following "I Love This Lively Life"! It is as deeply rooted in the hearts of the people as "Walking Alone" and has been praised by Lu Yao, Chen Zhongshi, Mo Yan and Jia Pingwa. To appreciate life, you have to use your flesh and blood to taste it all over and over like a rolling needle felt. Only by being able to hit the nail on the head can you realize the mystery and greatness of life. The reason why people can feel "happy" is not because they live comfortably, but because they live with hope. Ye Guangqin is a person who has experienced ups and downs. The content of this book is mainly selected from some of her later stories. After going through the storm, looking back at those experiences gave her a calmer and more transparent mentality. The main contents include: the author's thoughts when she returned to her old home decades later, the past dramas that she and her family loved; the reasons why she got into literature and the people she missed; the living conditions in Japan and her feelings about Hiroshima, as well as what she saw and felt when she later traveled to the mountains and rivers.

The mother's wedding night was turned into a mess by herself. She destroyed all the destructible furnishings in the room. The daughter's erotic dream also turned into messy fragments as the bottle broke, splashing everywhere, loud and shocking. Fearless, unstinting, unyielding, and strong, the furious mother fully demonstrated her aura as a descendant of the flag soldiers in the South Barracks outside Chaoyang Gate in Beijing. This unbridled vitality was not found in the family she joined. Her actions disrupted the original order of the family, and everything became unorganized. Historians often say that the invasion of the Central Plains regime by nomads added vitality to the sluggish Central Plains culture and promoted the progress of Chinese culture.

This book selects some of the author's excellent novellas. The background of the story of "Douzhi Ji" is old Beijing. It mainly tells the story of a maid who was good at cooking in the author's childhood. In the article, the servant Mo Jiang, a typical image of an old Chinese woman, is very vividly portrayed by the author.

The Peking Opera "The Legend of Thieves" is adapted from the traditional play "Jiajialou" and tells the story of the green forest at the end of love. --Author's Note. The bus was bumpy all the way, crawling along the mountain road, heavy and slow, and might stop at any time. There is a hazy sky above our heads, dark and thick, and under our feet are rolling clouds, equally dark and thick. Occasionally, a branch of a tree emerges from the thick gray, a cluster of dark green leaves, with a damp moisture, mature and ferocious. It is a green barwood, a tree that is too common in the Qinling Mountains. The car was filled with the strong smell of diesel, dry smoke, stinky feet, firewood and chicken manure. The driver at the front was holding a cigarette in his mouth, his eyes blurred, one hand on the window, the other on the steering wheel, carelessly waving the lives of dozens of people in the car.

When Mo Jiang was led into the house by his father, I was lying on the table doing homework. The reason why this detail is so vivid in my memory is because when I first entered elementary school, I was so confused by those inexplicable phonetic letters "ㄅㄆㄇㄈㄉㄊㄋㄌ" that I almost threw the book on the roof. People who have learned phonetic alphabet may have had this experience. For a child who is not yet enlightened, he is exposed to these abstract symbols when he first goes to school. The difficulty is no less than reading a heavenly book. These symbols greatly reduced my interest in learning. In fact, at that time, I could already read "The Grimm's Fairy Tales" and had read "The Three-Character Classic" and "The Thousand-Character Classic", which are must-reads for children. I knew some of the rules of "don't be slow when your parents call; don't be lazy when your parents tell you." Perhaps for this reason, Teacher Ma is indeed always sick, and the classroom bell is often ringing, but the classroom is still noisy, like a toad pit.