Selected Classic Fragments of Mo Yan's Red Sorghum

New wine is brewed on September 9th, and the good wine is in our hands. Good wine, drink our wine, ventilate up and down without coughing; Drink our wine, nourish yin and strengthen yang, and your mouth doesn't stink; After drinking our wine, one person dares to walk the green brake; Drink our wine and don't kowtow to the emperor. One, four, seven, three, six, nine, one. Come with me.

Son of a bitch, it's not that cheap to recognize your father. Is it easy for your mother and I to get you out?

Our territory is called Eighteen Li Po. Let's call it Eighteen Li Hong.

You can't cry when sitting in the sedan chair, and crying and spitting in the sedan chair is not rewarded; You can't lift the hijab. When you lift the hijab, something will happen.

human blood and human flesh have changed all dogs' faces. Their hair is bright, their skin is tightly stretched by strips of tendon meat, their hemoglobin content in muscles is greatly improved, and their temperament has become fierce, murderous and aggressive. Recalling the miserable life when they were enslaved by human beings, they all felt ashamed. Attacking humans has formed a collective subconscious among dogs. Father's frequent shooting has further strengthened the enemy's mood among dogs.

As a result of swallowing human flesh, all dogs' white eyeballs are covered with dense bloodshot, and the life of swallowing fishy smell and prancing for several months awakens their memories that have been anesthetized by thousands of years of docile life. Now they are full of profound hatred for people, the animals that walk upright. When devouring their bodies, they not only satisfy their hunger, but more importantly, in the process, they vaguely feel that they are challenging the human world. It is crazy revenge on the rulers who have enslaved them for a long time. Quotes from Red Sorghum

A bachelor is bitter, but his clothes are torn, and no one can mend them ...

Being virtuous and doing good often doesn't die a natural death, but killing people and setting fires leads to promotion and wealth.

Commander ... I'm finished ... You met my wife ... Give her some money ... Don't let her remarry ... After my brother didn't ... She's leaving ... Just like that, the incense will be broken ...

Grandma first attracted the attention of Shan Tingxiu's little feet, and so did she first arouse the lust of Yu Zhanao, a sedan chair bearer. Grandma is proud of her feet. As long as you have a pair of small feet, even if your face is pockmarked, you don't worry about marrying; As long as you have a pair of big feet, no one wants you even if your face is like a fairy. Grandma's feet are small and her face is handsome, which is a model of beauty at that time. -I think that in a very long historical period, a woman's feet were alienated into a quasi-sexual organ, and the petite pointed feet made men at that time get an aesthetic pleasure containing many erotic elements.

In a sense, heroes are born, and heroic temperament is a potential undercurrent. When encountering external incentives, it will be transformed into heroic behavior.

Girl, what are you going to do? A thousand miles of marriage is a string. No husband and wife without kindness, no husband and wife without enmity. Marry a chicken with a chicken, and marry a dog with a dog. Your father and I are not dignitaries, and you are not rich. Finding such a rich man is your good fortune, and it is also your father's good fortune. Your father-in-law will give me a big black mule as soon as he opens his mouth. What a grand style ...

How did the red sorghum in Gaomi Northeast Township become a sorghum wine with a fragrant aroma, a sweet aftertaste like honey after drinking, and no damage to brain cells after being drunk? My mother once told me. My mother repeatedly reminded me that the secret of family heirloom must not be easily revealed. First, it will damage the reputation of my family. Second, in case future generations reopen the shochu company one day and lose the advantage of exclusive operation. The craftsmen in our place, whenever they have some unique skills, always prefer to pass on their daughter-in-law to their daughter-in-law. This rule is as serious as the laws of some countries.

I would like to use this article to summon the heroes and ghosts who wander in the endless red sorghum fields in my hometown. I am your black sheep, and I would like to take out my heart pickled with soy sauce, chop it up, put it in three bowls and put it in the sorghum field. Fu Wei is still popular! Shang Xiang!

Grandma felt very tired, and the slippery handle of the present and the life world was about to slip out of her hand. Is this death? Am I going to die? Never see this day again, this land, this sorghum, this son, this lover who is leading troops to fight? The gun rang so far away that everything was separated by a thick layer of smoke. Bean officer! Bean officer! My son, you help your mother. You hold her. She doesn't want to die. Oh, my God! God ... God-given my lover, God-given my son, God-given my wealth, God-given me a life as full as red sorghum for thirty years. God, since you gave it to me, don't take it back. Please forgive me and let me go! God, do you think I'm guilty? Do you think it's right or wrong that I slept with a leper and gave birth to a nest of demons with rotten skin and flesh, making this beautiful world filthy? God, what is chastity? What is the right path? What is kindness? What is evil? You have never told me that I have to do it according to my own ideas. I love happiness, I love strength, I love beauty, my body is mine, I make my own decisions, I am not afraid of sin, I am not afraid of punishment, and I am not afraid of going to your eighteen layers of hell. I've done everything I have to do. I'm not afraid of anything. But I don't want to die. I want to live. I want to see the world more. My God ...

There are bandits in the northeast of Gaomi. They haunt the sorghum fields like fish. They gang up, pull donkeys and kidnap tickets, and do all the bad things and do all the good things. If you are hungry, catch two people, deduct one and let one go. Let the released people go back to the village to report how many pieces of cakes rolled with eggs and green onions are sent. When eating a big cake, you should stick it in your mouth with both hands, so it is called "cake".

a thousand miles of marriage is a thread, and a lifetime of love is a perfect match.

The bearers are sweating and sour, and Grandma is a little obsessed with breathing the smell of this man. Her old man's heart must be full of Chun Qing waves. Sedan chair, a sedan chair bearer, walks down the street with eight steps, which is called "stepping on the street". On the one hand, it is to please the owner's family and get more gratuities; On the other hand, it is to show an elegant professional demeanor. When stepping on the street, it's not a hero who walks unsteadily, and it's not a hero who holds the sedan chair pole. The qualified sedan chair bearers are all waist-tied with their hands, in step, and the rhythm of the sedan chair's shaking should be the same as the sad music blown by the drummers, so that all people can realize that there is an equal amount of pain hidden behind any happiness. When the sedan chair went to the plain, the sedan chair bearers ran wild, one for the sake of traveling, and the other for the sake of tossing the bride. Some brides were thrown by sedan chairs and vomited loudly, and the dirt was full of brocade and embroidered shoes; Carriers get a kind of venting happiness in the bride's vomiting. These young and strong men, for others carried to the bridal chamber of sacrifice, the in the mind must not taste, so they want to toss the bride.

The sedan chair is tattered and dirty. It's like a coffin, and I don't know how many brides are bound to be dead. The yellow satin lining on the car wall is dirty and oily. Three of the five pale ropes are buzzing above grandma's head, and two of them are leaning on the curtain of the car, wiping their bright eyes with rod-shaped black legs.

The wedding day has finally arrived. Grandma was put into this four-person sedan chair, and the big mouthwash and small suona blew miserably in the front and back of the sedan chair. Grandma couldn't stop crying. The sedan chair set out, and suddenly it was like walking on clouds. The lazy trumpeter stopped playing not far from the village, and the bearers' feet got up quickly. Excerpts from classic quotations from Mo Yan's works

The most taboo thing in the world is perfection. Look at the moon on that day, once it is perfect, it will soon be tired; The fruit on the tree, once ripe, will soon fall. There is always something lacking in everything in order to persevere.

1. Lie under the covers for a whole life. I know it.

2. Put a full stop after each sentence, and remember it as waiting for nothing and confusion.

3. Don't blame me for being too cold-blooded. The truth is so cruel-when you were in two of a kind, you were happy to give, and he was happy to take it all. You didn't feel sacrificed, and he didn't feel how bitter you were. If love is really a balance, when you love, your sincerity is equal to your response. When you don't love, no matter how much you pay, the painful sacrifice is just to make the light heavier and heavier. This is the case, and so is business life. Regardless of whether it is Qiong Yao or papaya, remember earnestly: be willing to do it, be happy to accept it, and don't take sacrifice as a slogan.

4. Both men and women learn love in love, sum up experience in failure, and make fall in love again in a better posture.

5. The emptiness and vacillation in the eyes congealed into dense sadness, which gradually spread and dispersed in the youth sky.

6. When my careless mood is turned into words, I will use it to record my eternal life.

7. At that time, the light ran over youth, and I will annotate sadness with happiness.

8. Dusk is a short sadness of youth.

9. Looking back. Only then did we see that we were writing sad youth with a happy mood.

1. Even if the world forgets you, there will always be a few people who say happy birthday at the beginning of your life!

11. Extreme obedience is rebellion.

12, a simple example, a piece of jade, bought for one yuan, you will not value it very much, bought for one thousand yuan, you will naturally collect it carefully. If you don't talk about remuneration, you will always put yourself on the level of one yuan. You don't know whether you have added value or not, and you don't know whether it is necessary to enrich your added value. In the long run, you will starve to death without being buried.

13. Marriage is a matter for two people. Divorce is the Siberian butterfly. If it flaps its wings from a distance, a hurricane will come to the whole city.

14. Longevity is a wine brewed in a lost way. The older you get, the more fragrant you get.

15. The old blacksmith touched the blue steel rather than hitting it. Three sons, peak sexually, each with an 18-pound bell, each with a bell, carrying fanaticism and passion, like the hoof of a fierce horse in Mercedes-Benz, smashed it quickly but clearly. It is strange that there is no sound. Usually, the noise made by the father and son while the iron is hot can be heard in half a street, and even the whistle of the train can be covered. But now, this forging and this labor are extremely intense, and even the cricket chirping on the corner of the wall is audible, making people feel the sadness of late autumn and the short life. (moonlight chop)

16. The old blacksmith took the parcel from the girl's arms, put it in front of the ancestral tablet in the north direction of the house, knelt on the ground, and gave a gift of three kneels and nine knocks. After the ceremony, he untied the parcel and said sadly, ancestors, bless you! When I finished, I put my middle finger in my right hand, and my mouth broke. Under the blue light, his blood became blue, and it dripped down on the steel, making a tinkling sound, as if pearls fell on the ice, then biting the Buddha in my left hand, dripping blood on it, and making a sizzling sound, as if the steel was hot. The blacksmith's sons smelled a strange aroma, which was quite close to the aroma of the human blood steamed bread wrapped in tea when it was placed in the stove fire for barbecue. After the blood sacrifice, the blue color of the steel was shallow and light, not as hard and sharp as it was at the beginning, but added a little gentleness, which was somewhat similar to the moonlight glow in late autumn. Then, without bandaging his fingers, he lifted the steel, like holding a baby who had been handed down for ten generations, and stuffed it into the blazing fire. (moonlight chop)

17. In love, money is used to replace beautiful clothes to buy romance. In marriage, money should be used to worship rice, oil and salt to solve diaper problems.

18. Love is psychological enjoyment, and marriage is a rigid equation.

19. Love is one plus one equals zero. Two people kiss like one person, and marriage is one plus one equals three children to complete eugenics.

2. Being knowledgeable is the skill of a thousand donkeys. Easy to delay and lag.

21. Everyone has had nightmares, right? No one will really resist sleep because of a nightmare. Moreover, no one is really interested in other people's nightmares, and it is only oneself who is worried. Your nightmare, just be a wake-up call.

22. The white dog with black paws walked to the bridge, stopped his feet, looked back at the dirt road, raised his chin and looked at me, using his muddy dog eyes. The look in the dog's eyes is distant and desolate, containing a vague hint, which evokes a misty feeling in the depths of his heart. (a white dog has a swing)

23. Men and women are like wars. If they don't attack and defend, they only give in, and naturally they all lose. Maybe some women will say, if you lose, you lose. Anyway, you are willing to give it to him. He can take whatever he wants, including youth, money and heart. I think I am great in love, but I don't know that love is easy to blurt out and get rid of. Repeated concessions have made him understand everything-I do what I say, and I can't get rid of it, like an extremely cheap umbrella, which is thrown aside in sunny days and used to cover the sky in cloudy days. I don't feel dreary and precious when I throw it away. This kind of woman deserves to be bullied and played by him.

24, years. Mixed tastes.

25. Bang-this stick also hit my hand bone that covered my head. Holding my head, I ran into the yard. Standing with the red skin.

26. Director Pi Fahong ran into the yard covering her head and said loudly, "Wang Guihua, I want to divorce you!" "If you don't leave, it's not done by people!" My mother roared. "Revolution! Revolution! "I shouted proudly. Bang-I heard a dull sound coming from my head, and golden flowers were popping up in front of me. Then I saw Wang Gui's red face and her wide eyes, and then I heard her say, "Little rabbit, you are not a good thing either!"

27, so. You should dress lightly and simply when you are in a state of chaos.

28. The year of writing at the desk. By the window It is the black river where the soul rushes to youth. Abrupt world.

29. Wang Guihua rushed out with a noodle stick. I ran out of the yard, ran out of the alley and stood in the street with my skin red. (hanging image)

3. I put your stories into my microphone, above my life and under my memory.

31. My wife-this unlucky person who left the polypropylene factory ten years ago-came running breathlessly. I sank the gun on the left to the end and shouted: Will! Then he raised his head and looked at his wife who was running all over and asked, what are you running for? Was there a fire at home or were you raped? (handstand)

32. We always describe our embarrassment in the gap of youth in poetic language.

33. I am on the other side of the river, watching that I have returned, and it is hopeless to return.

34. I always like to go against time and look for the footprints of my youth.

35. No matter how lonely and boundless, those figures will always be unforgettable.

36. A good blacksmith always looks forward to the birth of a good piece of steel, and then makes it obey his will and become a treasure knife in a strange way. Classical sentences in Mo Yan's works

1. There are some oil paintings hanging on the wall that have lost their color because of age. There are some naked children on the paintings. They are all born with meat wings and are as fat as red watermelons. Later I learned that their names are angels. At the end of the church, there is a brick platform.