Huang Biyun
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"I love you like a whale to the sea", and I love your heart like a whale's yearning and dependence on the sea, while the bird's dependence on the jungle is inevitable and there is no way out.
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Huang Biyun, a famous Hongkong woman writer. 196 1 Born in Hong Kong. He graduated from the journalism department of the Chinese University of Hong Kong and obtained a master's degree in criminology from the sociology department of the University of Hong Kong. Diploma in Law, School of Professional and Continuing Education, University of Hong Kong. He used to be a journalist and a qualified lawyer. Rich life experience, once worked as a reporter for Hong Kong's English Tiger, an assistant to a member of parliament, and opened a clothing store. He has won many literary awards in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and his writing style is strong, and he tries his best to describe the dark side of human nature, which shocked readers. 20 14 won the Dream of Red Mansions Award for his biography of the macho man, becoming the first Hong Kong writer to win this honor.
Classic famous sentences
1, one day. Memories and nostalgia will not last longer than our lives; But between me and that day, how long is it, how far is the space, how many other people's things, my things, your things, how many trains have been driven, how many people have left, and how many people have come back. Is that day mixed with many things, many people, many moments, many distances, you don't remember? I don't even know when that day will come. I won't say, for example, I forgot you in Tiananmen Square on April 5, 1976. I thought of you at that time, but I couldn't remember the feeling of things. So forgetting is meaningless, just like saying silence in words.
2. I will spend my whole life trying to forget and fight against my thoughts and hopes; Things are never fair. I'm playing a failed game and losing my whole life.
3. If the pursuit results in death, religion, madness, forgetfulness, long-term sadness, restless sleep and exile-but please believe me, I want to live, to be stable, quiet and gentle-to create my own destiny with my own hands and to fight against my own created destiny with my own life-nature is also a tragedy of will.
I met you as if I were under a crack. Helpless: Helpless in this life. You will die, and I am teetering. But I approached you slowly and carefully, and it must be because of mutual pity.