This is just a fictional character to set off Zhao's bravery, which is common in all kinds of storytelling and is not recorded in the official history.
Yue (urban emotional female writer, author of Weiyang)
Yue is a contemporary urban emotional female writer and poet. Worked as a newspaper reporter and magazine editor. Many collections of poems and essays have been published. Once keen on classical literature research and traditional art creation, in recent years, he began to focus on exploring human nature and reflecting urban emotions. His masterpiece (the first novel), Weiyang, is China's first emotional private novel that explores love, marriage and sexual happiness from the perspective of human nature, with bold plot, beautiful and fresh language and profound and sharp thoughts. Yue's works, whether novels, poems or essays, all have their own unique personality style, especially novels, which are good at telling the seemingly fresh, outrageous, avant-garde and absurd love pattern that is closest to human nature with the keen, delicate and beautiful thoughts and language of intellectual women. She dares to challenge the limit of love with a low-key and sharp pen, and at the same time thinks about the changes of human nature and beast, looking for the bottom line of human morality and pseudo-morality. Weiyang's story has caused inevitable sharp topics in contemporary and post-modern, such as "incest" and "the change of human nature and animal nature" derived from the love between contemporary intellectual women and pet dogs.
Weiyang is the first novel created by Yue's professional literature. Love is an ancient topic. Human love is the only ideology associated with ethics and laws and regulations. With the keen, delicate and unique thoughts and brushstrokes of intellectual women, she presented an unusual love story with the heroine and launched a realistic, pioneering and absurd urban emotional story. The heroine Cheng Zhiyu is a 70-year-old female painter who was born in a Kochi family and received strict traditional family education since childhood. She used to be a goddess recognized by men and women. However, due to the arrangement of fate, she fell into an unavoidable marriage and encountered an irresistible 3D love. In the face of dramatic reality, her love and life are irresistibly full of drama. In the struggle of human nature, she finally became the most "out of line" person in the eyes of ordinary people.
Weiyang seems to be an emotional private novel advocating postmodernism, but the author's thinking is bold and atmospheric. With beautiful and fresh language, profound and sharp thoughts, interlocking and thrilling story, he deconstructed the fresh and unusual love mode that is closest to human nature. The unexpected and crying ending makes the novel look out of line, avant-garde and abnormal. In fact, the whole novel is like an intellectual woman walking in the night, which is very eye-catching, vivid and sexy, and it is easy to meet everything that people can imagine and can't imagine in this society. While the author dares to challenge the limit of love with a low-key and sharp pen, he tries to stab at human nature, think about human nature, discuss the bottom line of human nature and beast, human morality and pseudo-morality, and try to discuss with readers "love and marriage in the barren era of human nature", which is quite controversial and worth pondering. 0 1 Life is a marathon full of traps.
I hate that I didn't stick it on cow dung.
I am not a flower, I want to be a tree.
The ubiquitous illusion in life.
You think conscience is a sharp sword!
You should believe that I am not a wolf.
Family is like a madman who makes you helpless.
Don't treat my faith like a playboy!
Is this beautiful and short-lived feeling happiness?
10 This kind of man is like renting a house.
1 1 I can't add fuel to the fire, I have to have at least compassion.
12 this night, I just didn't expect this ending.
13 scandal spreads faster than plague.
14, you drunken ghost, where are you hiding!
15 refused, but didn't dislike it.
You are a typical vanity.
17 metamorphosis is also a philosophy of life.
The disaster came so suddenly and without warning.
19 is just a transformation.
I will help you and focus on you.
2 1 The fourth emotion besides affection, friendship and love
We are all lice on this skin.
Were you really there that day?
It's not too late to know the truth.
What an unexpected dinner!
We have to find evidence.
I believe you more than I believe myself.
You ... touched me!
Our family is not short of houses or money.
What are you worried about with me by your side?
3 1 I was lucky enough to lend him a day and a night.
Untying is a kind of enjoyment, pulling is a kind of injury.
Why did she kill me?
Every woman is a mountain.
Fate is simply an invisible rope.
The more you worry, the more such things will happen.
Choosing a man is choosing a fate.
We are pilgrims of love.
At the age of 39, people and dogs are easy.
Does he know what you mean? Is he reliable?
4 1 When people are impulsive, their IQ is equal to zero.
Happiness has never been defined.
There is a kind of existence, which is threat and challenge.
Love has nothing to do with happiness.
45 who is who's robbery, who is who's pain.
Everything has been arranged, and everything is an act of god.
Oh, my God, what's going on? Xiao Xiang Shen yin xing yin
Ginkgo tree shade, ginkgo tree shade, shelter from the wind and the sun. Old trees don't worry about lights, and rare stars know that I value local accent!
Elephant god firefly
Fireflies, fireflies, dream of chasing the night and burying empty feelings. Lonely brocade curtain windy and moonlit night, who comes to ask!
ManFang Ting Tour Shaoxing Qing Ji Shenyuan
Brother Chi is sad, the pavilion is wyndell dichinson, and the ruins of Viet Nam are stars. Shen Yuan's three practices are still as old treasures. Excuse me, why did the amorous guests in the past dynasties hang Hunan skirts? On the shore of the topic, tourists are quiet and birds are singing frequently. Stop it, the Millennium plan, towels are strong and weak. Strange wind and rain, such a flower soul. Love the garden, provoke, children cry. Sigh, the palace wall is weeping willows, and the twilight is killing me.
He Xin sent a message (the second Mao Zedong rhyme)
Momo Chunhua went. The sound of the east wind flute is sent at random, and the candle window is empty. Looking at the lights on the mountain several times, it is warm and difficult to live. Thinner and more bookish. God never needs to ask, but it is my karma and clever calculation. People hate it. Are dreams the same? The mysterious road to the world of mortals. Who knows, the long pavilion looks at the moon and the Phalaenopsis looks forward to it. Fahua is old before she adds heart. She can't bear to watch Qiu Hong travel alone. The rainbow passes through the sun and blocks the light. It is difficult to become a river and sea guest after China's entry into WTO. After the rain, there was a haze.
Reflections on Autumn Night in Geng Yin
Far and near are lights, and high and low are evening smoke. Mix's shadow is accompanied by fleeting time. It's still the round mirror of that year. It's hard to look the same. The rain goes with the wind, and the wind comes with the rain. It's sunny and round, but what day is it today? Stay until the mountains move, stay until the dreams sleep, and stay until the clouds open, lest the flowers fall!
Cut the plum blossoms and visit the Meiyuan Garden in Taizhou-Some thoughts on watching Bai Mei's proud snow.
Who is lonely if he doesn't borrow the east wind as incense? White is better than snow, what's wrong with dreams, and what's wrong with broken dreams! The thin shadow is cold and empty, and the makeup is light. It seems to be Milan. Who is Milan? Ice muscle trembles and leaks spring, which is everywhere and unique.
Shuilongyin Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes
Raise your head and fly in the sky, and the pipa band dances in the air. Wan Li, an oasis, is blessed with pearls. After a thousand years of operation, ten dynasties gather together. How should I evaluate it? Since the exposure of Tibetan scriptures, the world has been amazed, and Dunhuang studies have spread all over the world. Looking back, when the wall of the treasure cave was opened, the lights were like torches. On the Silk Road, on the banks of Mingsha Cliff, foxes and mice suddenly increased. Blue-eyed moustache, rare and frequently stolen, makes people sad. A great country suffers from wind and rain because of its weakness.
Tanyouwen West Lake Broken Bridge
Just like the broken rainbow twenty years ago, it is still broken in the lake today.
Three thousand people are doomed to old age, but how many dreams can break the tide of the river?
Guanjinsi Yuqiao Feiliangkou Station
There is a crane flying in front of Wengshan Mountain, and the public lost this knot and flew the beam.
The marsh fish should have turned into dragons, why is the grass still fragrant?
Peony in the courtyard of Gaogang Carved Building
Why is the national color clear when the old wall is hidden in the deep courtyard?
If people don't know how to bloom, why not stay alone?
Zhan Jinggangshan main peak
You don't need a famous yue to be the highest, as high as five fingers.
The lofty peak is priceless, and the immortal spirit stands on its own feet.
Untitled (three songs)
( 1)
In the prime of life, Jiangnan is full of spring, which is still an economic problem.
The world is full of red dust, sunny and rainy days, where the green light knows this body.
(2)
Dimly discernible dream flowers once reflected yarn, looking at the horizon every day for ten years.
But providence is not in people, and now it is sunset.
(3)
A word can often inspire, which is worthy of being gentle.
Fang Gen shed tears because of her dream, and she turned into a poem.
Willow green and clear waves are intentional, and the wind is dry and purple calyx is not striped.
What's the point of crossing the river when the ship is thin? Count the sky in spring and count the white clouds.
Reflections on Deng Teng Wang Ge (New Rhyme)
Qiongyu is heavy and majestic, and Hongdu is completely new.
A shocking article, which has attracted the wind and cloud for hundreds of generations.
I will listen to the jade sound on the railing with my friends.
Sunset depends on water and flies with smoke.
Climb high and wander around like guests.
Since ancient times, regret to this day.
If God is merciful, you should be able to dream of falling dust.
The empty corridor is like a shoe. Who dare you ask?
Feelings of Climbing Wanghai Building in Taizhou
The rising sun shone through the fog, and even the purple gas reached Penglai.
How many times did Wen Mengsheng, who worshipped the building, return to prosperity?
Chasing ge with the waves and playing the flute with the wind.
Song and Han dynasties saw the ancient and modern months again, and passers-by concealed their talents.
Thoughts on Visiting Sanqing Mountain
Look up, get carried away a few times, turn a hundred times.
The goddess is waiting in the clouds, and the python stone is completely ashamed.
Naked Lan Yan gives birth to a guest dream, who is allied with vegetation?
Purples are the fault of Dongfeng, and dark green is more focused.
Late spring awakened my half-life thinking.
Always in this season, sensitive to hear.
Weeping birds sing, jointing, ecstatic moon.
There was no plum rain during the Qingming brewing in March.
The tender vines are still growing wildly.
Another lush summer.
Disappointed with all the beauty.
After all, it was dried by the hot sun.
Scent can't escape weathering.
Thought, soul and spirit belong only to.
People who haven't changed their genes for thousands of years
Time and time again, I use my normal heart and dusty eyes.
Read the silent starry sky silently.
But I can never understand its silence and pain.
I thought the wings in the cocoon were as full as ever.
Will eventually cultivate into a nirvana phoenix.
It ignores all times, truth and fallacy are inseparable and unconventional.
More and more people pay attention to the words stuck in a vacuum.
In late spring, when I woke up, the window was full of birds singing.
It awakened my half-life thinking.
Accompanied by extended light and shadow and hunger.
Suddenly find yourself
Like a camel on the edge of a desert
It's like a sheep drinking a bucket of raisin wine.
It seems to be blocked by the burning lips of the Book of Songs.
I was evacuated by the romantic warmth of the Bible.
……
Suddenly understand, longing for October.
In the field of harvest, there is actually no commotion.
Only September geese fly overhead.
One by one, I can't stop.
I thought it was just my bird song.
Wrapped in a layer of feather gauze filled with mint, I finally decided
Publish some poems that are half hidden for dreams.
In the noise of the tide
Still sunny and round.
Or emotions.
This is still a cycle of glory.
Just as wheat looks forward to protection, keyhole looks forward to rust
Desire, but more is fate, less is longing.
Pure hydrogen balloon
there is no room for
I haven't tried.
Dare not for a moment
Pure with stupidity and exhaustion.
Watch out for guards
Be careful, too
Turbid gas invasion
pure colour
Like high mountains and flowing water
You can feel it with your eyes closed.
Spectacular mist
And the beauty of birds and flowers
However, it is so empty.
Distant sky
Pulling a rope that believes in purity
Long lai ge shan Deng huo
The bright moon hangs high above the head.
Warmth is a mirage.
The Splendid Road
The scene is gentle.
If it's not fiction.
Compromise paranoid memories.
Slash a pale life at random.
there is no room for
Dare not let go
Scenery beyond dreams
I think you have it.
I can't walk in.