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Uncle: We can finally talk about the road we have traveled Author: Ma Jiahui Publisher: Huacheng Publishing House
Uncle: We can finally talk about the road we have traveled Author: Ma Jiahui Publisher: Huacheng Publishing House
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Introduction · · · · · ·
This book is a collection of essays written by Ma Jiahui in his middle age, and also a long memory about home and travel. Life, love, travel... Ma Jiahui writes down all his thoughts, feelings and insights here, which is not only an understanding and commentary on the various aspects of life, but also a portrayal of his mood when looking back on the years. From a teenager to an uncle, it is a period of visible growth and maturity. Many people look forward to maturity but are afraid of growth. In this book, you can vaguely see the maturity and growth of a middle-aged man. It is brisk and sharp, humorous and vivid, all of which are touching and emotional in daily life.
From a boy to an uncle, it seems like a matter of a moment. The years are magnificent, the steps are stumbling, and all kinds of feelings come to mind. Half of my life has passed, and the years are imprinted here. We stride forward, occasionally looking back, but still remember to keep moving forward.
About the Author · · · · · ·
Ma Jiahui, born in 1963, was selected as one of the "Fifty Most Charming People in China" by Southern People Weekly. He is a famous writer, media person, host, and cultural critic. He holds a bachelor's degree in psychology from National Taiwan University, a master's degree in social science from the University of Chicago, and a doctorate in sociology from the University of Wisconsin.
He has been a host of Phoenix TV and Cable TV programs. He is currently the deputy director of the Chinese Cultural Research Center of City University of Hong Kong. He has written works such as "Dragon Head and Phoenix Tail" and "Mandarin Duck Six, Seven and Four".
Table of contents · · · · · ·
Side A - Home, there is always a reason to cherish Home: There is always a reason to cherish The love letter she tore up Even if we can't be husband and wife Choose a happy woman My father, my uncle, my apology Sitting on the wooden chair Meizhi Meizhi, are you married?
Black keys and white keys count stars
Side B - Those years we were young, fierce teacher, first sight, dormitory culture, three years of smiles and tears, curry, Mid-Autumn Festival, six feet seven, typhoon vacation, dormitory years, late night canteen, auditors that year, squatting on the ground to teach calligraphy, suddenly back to the 1960s, another kind of network fairness, not just for college students, speeches, you must always have a little confidence. Two - noisy
Side A - Who is the happiest and who is the least happy about the book list of the quarantine hotel for life with subtraction?
Come back or not?
Spring of anxiety The silence of regret The topic in the bar Happy time Virtual funeral The singing and music of Italy Living by subtraction The crazy time in the subway car The hot pot we had in those years of driving a taxi
Side B - The most beautiful time machine The color of the festival The weight of the festival The old phone number Love and hatred Breaking the rules Food is not ostentatious By the lake Good and bad Manuscripts are only for inspiration Reject fear Drivers Drivers The other meaning of the Internet of Things Bringing a world The love of cats and dogs Aging calmly Column for thirty years: Write about the smell of the city, your city, my city Calmness, leaving the scene Three - Travel
Side A - A few strange colors deep in my memory. The lesson of the day for the kimono girl who packed her luggage. Don't lose to the wind and rain in the golden wedding photos. The setting sun pavilion, Sanjusangendo Hall, and the food after the disaster. The waiter. Sunrise at Angkor. Sunset at Bakheng. The mosquitoes biting the children on the stage of the Mad King. The old Cuba, still in Cuba. The woman
Side B－The lake and the mountains are still my hometown. The road is low, but the people are not low. The red brick house of Huang Chunming, an amateur writer. The lake and the mountains are still my hometown. The mountains are not green, and the buildings are not tall. The most readable book beside West Lake. The regretful smile of the city. A night tour of Longchang. Enlightenment is love. The playboy is actually also a sour soup fish stall－confusion
Side A－That Person and That Thing The Last Nobleman Li Ao Jin Yong's Works Three Notes on Imagination The Real Xiaobao Magic Kungfu Run Run Shaw and Our Times The Ambition of That Time Marathon Waiting for You Face to Face with Ni Kuang The Woman Boss in the Wasteland, I Submitted My Manuscript Talented Women of the Republic of China and Dreamers on the Big Screen
Side B－The healing memory of the screen Leslie Cheung, Chow Yun-fat, the unparalleled restraint of Ang Lee, the old soul of King Hu, a 10-year sleep, Edward Yang’s dream, farewell to Chibi Maruko-chan, the distance between us and beauty photos, what we love after all is Man, not just Superman
Father saves father, son saves son, the tango never stops
