Why do you like Yu Hua? Things are like smoke.

The world is like smoke. I really looked at it carefully. It's Yu Hua's work in the 1980s. The yellowed paper, with some vague handwriting, also looks quite tasteful of that era.

When the story changes from one plot to another, the author likes to use ". . . At that time. . . Only know "to describe. I was really not used to it at first, but in retrospect, I actually fell in love with this sentence.

Each character's name in the text is called by the numbers "4, 6, 9" or the characteristics of the character "blind, lame, fortune teller". 4, 6, 9, the blind, the lame, the fortune teller and so on. They are the relationship between father and daughter, the relationship between grandmother and children and grandchildren, the relationship between neighbors and the relationship between the dead and the living. . . So that movecity often looks back to see who 4 is when watching it. Who is 9 and what is the relationship between them?

And each of them is wet, gloomy, fatalistic, pedantic and elusive. For example, a father sells his daughter for a living, a blind man sells his daughter for six feelings, and a fortune teller sucks his blood for his son to live forever. . .

Smoke is a book that hurts after reading it. Language is like a book, which can't be poured into my throat. Yu Hua wrote several people's lives with plain and simple words and twists and turns.