A book that talks in sleep.

Publisher: China Culture Publishing House

Editor-in-Chief: Domestic Editorial Department of China Culture Publishing House

Address:No. KLOC-0/Beilijia, Liuliqiao, Fengtai District, Beijing

Editor in charge: Hongyu

Binding Design: Sichuan Shuming Culture Communication Co., Ltd.

Printing: China Culture Publishing House

Format: 700×1000 mm116.

Word count: 250,000 words

Stamp: 16

Version: 20 14 1 version 1 print.

Pricing: 35.00 yuan Sleeping is a collection of literary novels edited by Mr. Zhang. Sleeping in a dream, he crossed the history of China for two thousand years by magical realism, and created the image of a loyal warrior who is kind, just, resourceful, brave and just. The works involve many dark sides of history, and the tendency to satirize the present and criticize reality is also obvious. But the main idea of the book is to pursue light and justice, judge evil with positive energy and whip darkness. The book is concise in narrative, fluent in writing, vivid in language, informative and interesting in content, and fascinating to read. The book was published by China Culture Publishing House in June 20 14.

Gong Yu, a loyal soldier, is the most unprecedented figure. He was born in Chang 'an, the capital of the first year of A.D., and it has been 20 13 years since his birth. Including leap years and leap months, he is 2 100 years old. In the long 2000 years, he has participated in everything from the emperor to the senior official to the production team leader, with 360 lines and 360 occupations.

Because of a wonderful book, Zhong Wugong got to know Brother Jian, and then got to know Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangwu of Han Dynasty. Because of a mistake, Zhong Wugong went to Dunhuang, mistakenly entered the Western Region, and made great achievements in thirty-six countries in the Western Region. Because there was no meritorious military service, neither letter was the first, so he decided to go deep into Wuling to make contributions; Because of Brother Guang's inspiration, I realized for the first time that "land system reform" is the foundation of China's social prosperity and stability, so I helped Emperor Guang to "retreat the land" and realize the revival, and I was awarded the title of "a brave man".

Zhong Wugong deeply thinks that he is a great man who speaks righteousness and has solar terms. He takes loyalty to the monarch and patriotism, eliminating evil as his duty, pursuing truth, not afraid of violence, being serious and responsible, and persevering. Unwilling to do two things, Cao Wei and the west voted for Shu Han; In order to avoid the official position of Sima Qiang, I stayed away from Taibai. After learning that "the world is for the public", Zhong Wugong actively went out to be an official, but he ran into a wall everywhere, which backfired. In particular, he presided over the land reform for five times, and achieved the goals of "rejuvenating the country by Wu", "governing by Tai Kang", "prospering by Kaiyuan" and "governing by Xian Ping", but he finally fell into the fifth land reform movement in Qin Long in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhong Wugong's life is legendary. He won in the class struggle, but lost in the line struggle. He swam to us from the long river of history, giving spiritual enlightenment to the world and a beautiful interpretation of the meaning of life. Finally, although Zhong Wugong was bruised and dying, would "he" die? Should I die? Hiding it will leave us with a question mark.

Chapter 1: Students and teenagers are in their prime of life, and kindness will never forget to describe their life.

Chapter two: Like-minded people get to know each other and follow Liu Xiu's like-minded.

Chapter three: Luoyang city ambition is unpaid and achieved in Dunhuang.

Chapter four: I lost my beloved concubine through hardships, and traveled across mountains and rivers to proclaim and comfort the western regions.

Chapter five: I returned to Luoyang without any military achievements. I first met Zhong Wugong in the late 1980s. That year, I took the college entrance examination for the tenth time and failed in Sun Shan for the tenth time. I took the college entrance examination for the first time in 1980, because all primary schools, junior high schools and senior high schools were studying in a small town called Wharf near the Yangtze River, and all the teachers were barefoot. Everyone knows that barefoot teachers are a major feature of China. Because most of them are self-taught and their strength is liberal arts, I have to choose liberal arts. I still remember some topics in those days. China people ask what is the classical Four Great Classical Novels of China? History needs to choose between Yue Fei and Qin Gui who is loyal and treacherous. Geography requires that the Tropic of Cancer passes through which provinces in China. A few years later, I told my daughter, who was a freshman in college. The daughter said, you tell fairy tales. I am telling the truth. The daughter said, then you are a parallel college student. Since then, I have lost my prestige in front of my daughter, and I have to use a flattering tone every time I talk to her. However, I am ashamed that I failed the pediatric exam. When my classmates came back from college to be my class teacher and subject teacher, I was still studying again. Then, my classmates who changed classes to repeat classes came back to be my class teacher and subject teacher. In this way, I read from senior three to senior twelve, but I still didn't get in.

All my colleagues know that. At that time, although it was not a complete era of "learning to be an official", the country was in a state of great need and thirst for talents. It is a glorious thing to be admitted to the university, and the state is also responsible for the distribution of work after graduation, so we can have an "iron rice bowl" from now on, so everyone's enthusiasm for learning is very high. Although not everyone finished high school for 12 years like me, there were more students in the eight-year anti-Japanese war than a drop in the ocean. In order to hide shame, it is more common to change your age and name. If you meet a man in his fifties, as long as he is not a city dweller and his parents are not intellectuals, calling him "Chen Gang" or "Tu Qiang" is probably not his real name. There is no doubt that he must be an old college entrance examination professional with the meaning of "tempering" and "holding back anger". At that time, many people changed their names, ages and jokes. I remember that I have a female classmate named Bai, who is also surprisingly fond of liberal arts, especially classical literature and classical Chinese. After several years of failure in the exam, she accidentally changed her name to "Bai Gupei" and regretted it. I changed my age and name at that time, seven or eight times in a row, and finally my talent was exhausted. I was simply called "Zhang San" according to the ranking. I almost took advantage of it and changed my age. When I graduated from college, I was actually 32 years old, but I was still 22 years old in my file and ID card. After taking part in the work, there is a 20-year-old girl at work who will marry me anyway. I can't miss my youth, so I have to tell you my age truthfully. The girl blushed and said, then I'll call you uncle. Now that I think about it, I don't know if this is a stupid behavior. I can't help it, but I won't have such an opportunity again.

How can I have a senior year on my face? But my father refused to give up. That day, I took the 1000 yuan my father gave me, and prepared to go to Wharf Middle School to pay the re-reading fee-my father would catch two little pigs to raise every Mid-Autumn Festival. Others catch piglets at the beginning of the year, raise them at the end of the year, and kill them until the New Year. My family has never killed a pig during the Spring Festival. It is said that it's my treat to be admitted to the university next year. But I always failed in the exam, so he sold the pig to the pig dealer in August of the solar calendar every year. Except for saving enough money to catch two little pigs, all the extra money was paid for my re-reading. That day, I walked around the village with that thousand dollars, because I heard that the head teacher of the repeat class was already my eighth grade classmate, so how could I have the face? The sweat in my hand has soaked the ten pale green bills, as if I smelled sour pig excrement, as if I heard the miserable howling of the twenty pigs under the butcher knife, as if the ghosts of the twenty pigs were behind me. They are sincere and United, running in a hurry, chasing me and shouting to me in unison: You idiot, you might as well be stabbed. Let's go to the college entrance examination and give me my life back! Give me back my life I clung to the Cooper at the head of the village and dared not let go. At this moment, I saw a man walking towards the village under the escort of two policemen. When he passed me, he stopped and asked me suspiciously, are you Zhang San? I hesitated and nodded. He told me again, don't go to school yet, come to my house at night. Feng Piaoshi, formerly known as Zhang, male,1born in February 1963, was born in Ruichang City, Jiangxi Province, and graduated from the Chinese Department of Jiujiang Normal University. I used to be a teacher, and later I worked in many grass-roots departments. Now I work in Ruichang Civil Defense Office.