Do you know which book Mo Yan (a great man who won the China Prize for Literary Creation) chose an article "Mother"? Don't talk nonsense if you don't know.

Which book is Mo Yan's article Mother selected from? Big breasts and fat buttocks

Breasts and Buttocks is Mo Yan's masterpiece. 1997 "Big Breasts and Fat Buttocks" won the highest literary prize in China, and won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 20 12. This book has a wide influence on readers, but it has also caused great controversy. The novel enthusiastically eulogizes the greatness, simplicity and selflessness of the mother, the original creator of life, and the unparalleled significance of life inheritance. In this life flow chart full of history and war smoke, it is true, without any prejudice, and reproduces a period of history.

Mo Yan's aesthetic masterpiece;

Red sorghum, sandalwood punishment, chest and buttocks, wine country and life and death fatigue

Influenced by magical realism, his works tell a "legend" that happened in the northeast township of Gaomi, Shandong Province. Mo Yan constructed a unique world of subjective feelings in his novels, and created a mysterious transcendental object world with an obvious "pioneer" color through unconstrained narration and defamiliarization.

All Mo Yan's works:

Sandalwood punishment, life and death fatigue, chest and buttocks, red sorghum family, transparent carrot, chest and buttocks-supplementary edition, treasure map

Forty-one Guns, Song of Garlic, Thumb Sleeve, White Dog Sword, Selected Works of Mo Yan, Wine Country, Herbivorous Family, White Cotton, Mangrove Forest, Moonlight Chop, Old Gun and Bao Dao.

The Singing Wall, The Commander's Woman, Conscience Witness, The Room in the Keyhole, What smells best, The Legend of Mo Yan, Mo Yan's Prose, Selected Novels of Mo Yan, Dialogue between Mo Yan and Yao Wang, Reunion of Comrades and Frogs.

Breasts and Buttocks is Mo Yan's masterpiece. 1997 "Big Breasts and Fat Buttocks" won the highest literary prize in China, and won the Nobel Prize in Literature in 20 12. This book has a wide influence on readers, but it has also caused great controversy. The novel enthusiastically eulogizes the greatness, simplicity and selflessness of the mother, the original creator of life, and the unparalleled significance of life inheritance. In this life flow chart full of history and war smoke, it is true, without any prejudice, and reproduces a period of history.

Mo Yan, mom

I was born in a remote and backward village in Gaomi County, Shandong Province. At the age of five, it was a difficult period in the history of China. My first memory of life is that my mother sat under a pear tree with white flowers in full bloom and beat wild vegetables on a white stone with a purple mallet to wash clothes. The green juice flowed to the ground and splashed on the mother's chest. The air is filled with the bitterness of wild vegetable juice. The sound of wooden sticks beating wild vegetables is dull and damp, which makes my heart feel bouts of contraction.

This is a vivid, colorful and tasteful picture, which is the starting point of my life memory and my literary road. I use my ears, nose, eyes and body to grasp life and feel things. The memories stored in my mind are all three-dimensional memories of sound, color, taste and shape, and vivid comprehensive images. This way of feeling life and recalling things determines the appearance and characteristics of my novels to a certain extent. What makes me unforgettable in this memory picture is that my mother, with a sad face, is humming a ditty while she is working hard! At that time, in our large family with a large population, the hardest worker was mother, and the hungriest was mother. It makes sense for her to cry while playing wild vegetables, but she doesn't cry but sings. Until today, I can't understand the meaning of this detail well.

Once I saw a picture on TV, which I will never forget: an old lady with a haggard face and covered in mud came out of the room with some green cucumbers and celery after Israeli heavy artillery bombarded Beirut. She stood by the roadside selling vegetables. When the reporter pointed the camera at her, she raised her fist high and said hoarsely but firmly: We have lived in this land for generations, even if we eat the sand here, we can survive!

The old lady's words made me feel thrilling. The great concepts of woman, mother, land and life churned in my mind, which made me feel an indestructible spiritual power. This belief that you have to live even if you eat sand is the fundamental guarantee for mankind to survive the disaster. This cherish and respect for life is also the soul of literature.

In those years of hunger, I saw many scenes of losing my personal dignity because of hunger. For example, in order to get a bean cake, a group of children barked around the village breeder. The breeder said that whoever learns best will be given bean cakes. I'm also the kind of kid who barks like a dog. Everyone learns the same thing. The breeder threw the bean cake far away, and the children rushed to grab it. This scene was seen by my father. When I got home, my father severely criticized me. Grandpa also severely criticized me. Grandpa said to me: the mouth is the aisle. Whether it is delicacies or grass bark, it is the same in the stomach. Why are you barking for bean cakes like a dog? People should have backbone! Their words didn't convince me at that time, because I knew that delicacies and roots are different when eaten in the stomach! But I also think there is a kind of dignity in their words, which is human dignity and demeanor. People cannot live like dogs.

My mother taught me that people should endure suffering and live indomitable; My father and grandfather also taught me to live with dignity. Their education, although I didn't have a good understanding at that time, gave me a value standard to judge when facing major events.