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This book is a literary critical biography about Mo Yan, a contemporary Chinese writer and the first Chinese Nobel Prize winner in literature. The work adopts text reading method, based on Mo Yan's works, and conducts a detailed, objective and clear sorting and analysis of Mo Yan's literary creation. From the macro-perspective of contemporary Chinese literature and world literature, the author deeply analyzes the characteristics of Mo Yan's rural world and literary geography, sensory experience and materialized world, ethical transgression and cultural criticism, language style and stylistic features, Mao accent narrative and sound poetics. It is a mature and solid critical biography. At the same time, the author explains his unique insights and perspectives on Mo Yan and the future of modern Chinese novel narrative.

After a UFO crash, a space mail bottle was discovered in Sichuan, which turned out to be an alien life-saving system, which aroused the fear of all mankind and the attention of scientists. The United Nations Space Agency decided to form a world scientific expedition team led by China to conduct a global scientific expedition along the 30th parallel north latitude. The scientific expedition team started from 100 degrees east longitude and passed through Sichuan, Tibet, the Middle East, North Africa, the Mediterranean, the Atlantic Ocean, the Americas, and the Pacific Ocean, and then returned to China. From Mount Everest to the Mariana Trench; from the ancient Egyptian pyramids to the Vulcan fire murals in the Sahara Desert; from the Hanging Gardens of Babylon to the sinking of Atlantis; from the Hundred Screens Triangle to the ruins of the Mayan civilization. Ancient civilizations are vividly visible, and the mysteries of nature are revealed one by one. It is worthy of being a mysterious latitude. Through expeditions around the world, while uncovering mysteries one after another, it also fully demonstrated that this beautiful planet in the universe is the hometown of humans on earth. But the earth does not only belong to humans.

When Yao Jinnv was sixteen, she suddenly felt a tremor in the quiet air of Lucheng Town. This kind of tremor came from the north side of the town. The sound of metal grinding was deep and rhythmic, from far to near or from near to far, passing through the usually quiet and gentle soil layer, and then through the soil, it was transmitted to the walls, windows, door frames, beds, tables and chairs. Although the heavy rolling sound was broken down into slight tremors, the soft wind and rain of the countryside were obviously infused with a hard element. The strange thing is that when Jinnu asked people around her, they all said they didn't feel it. "Is there any trembling? You are too nervous to think blindly." My sister Jin Duo shook her head and continued to do her thing with the rag. Jinnu asked her mother and brother again, and they both said they didn't feel it. It's really weird.

One morning in July, I was discussing with my parents whether to continue learning to drive, when the phone suddenly rang. Mom said whose phone number was it so early? I said it wouldn't be mine anyway. Dad went to pick him up. It just happens to be mine. It happened to be a call from a driving school classmate. Dad said he is still a boy. Why did a boy call me just a few days after class? I knew that my father must have linked my unwillingness to learn to drive with this phone call. Today's parents are driven crazy by the fear of puppy love. I'm too lazy to explain. He grabbed the phone and said angrily, "Who is it?" A timid voice came from the phone, saying that the master was going to be separated today and that he had to rush to the driving school before seven o'clock. Being divided into masters means going to the training ground and actually driving. My cold heart started to burn again. This damn driving school has to kill our passion before it changes the course. I didn't bother to ask who the other party was, so I threw down the phone and shouted "Wow" happily.

In the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Weiguang built a new house in his hometown Shiyanggou and married a young woman. On the day the house was completed, he placed 28 salutes in front of the courtyard gate, with paper flakes flying like snowflakes. The salute gun was rented from the city. It had a brass-plated body and was as majestic as a presidential inauguration. Jiang Weiguang also walks around like a president. He waved his hand and said, "Let go!" The salute went off, 28 times, boom-boom-boom--, which scared away the sparrows and red-billed emperors in the valley. People are happy. Because of this arrangement and scene, people had only heard of it in legends in the past, but now it happened right under their noses. Of course, Jiang Weiguang opened the eyes of the villagers far more than this. He asked the men from the villages who had made their fortune in the construction industry with him in Hohhot to wear military band uniforms.

I don't know whether it was the mountain breeze that turned the strawberries red, or the sun that made them red. Anyway, the strawberries in N County this year were particularly delicious-the deliciousness with the smell of the sun and the smell of the wind intoxicated everyone who got close to it. The N County Government simply held a huge strawberry festival, attracting visitors from all over the world. That day, people hung up warm banners and slogans at the highway entrances leading to all directions: In this beautiful April, go to the place where the strawberries are ripe! Nowadays, all festivals in China are filled with huge crowds of people. Needless to say, the N County Strawberry Festival is so lively and crowded. We must pay attention to this group of strawberry-picking sisters led by Hao Xueyan, a salesperson at the Municipal Post Office. They are a group of women around forty years old. They are not so gorgeous and not so delicate, but they are holding small baskets and laughing happily in the strawberry stall. They are as lovable as the strawberries on the vine.

Sanwan is a beautiful place. Three large bays twist the valley into twists and turns, making it very mysterious. Yufang liked this place the first time she came to Sanwan. She likes the terrain of Sanwan surrounded by mountains and water - a clear river, winding around the mountains. The momentum of being surrounded by mountains and water is just in line with Yufang's inner dream. The name of the river is also nice, it is called Huangyang River. The terraced fields are covered with corn and sweet potatoes. Yufang stood on the cliff, looking at the jade-belt-like river, shouting with joy. But her sister came over and tugged at her clothes and said, wake up, she's still here. This place is poor. Look at the slope. It's so steep that even goats can't climb it. Look at this land, it's so thin that only a few miscellaneous trees like chestnut trees and tung trees can grow. Let's talk about the Tang family. The old man is so old, the old woman is bedridden, and a sister-in-law is married far away. How will you live after you are married?