Who can introduce Su Tong's works? If there is a brief introduction, you can get extra points if you answer satisfactorily.

Introduction:

Highlights of this book: Three big chimneys are symbols of the north of the city. The sky in the north of the city gathered all the industrial fumes, and the particles of carbon black and cement fell bit by bit in the hot air in July. The windowsill of people in Toona sinensis street is covered with black and white dust. If you neglect cleaning, dust can accumulate half an inch thick in a few days, and children often mistake it for a layer of powder. The chimney of the chemical plant is beautiful orange-red, and the pungent smell of phthalic anhydride permeates around the cylinder of the chimney. People passing by the gate of the chemical plant occasionally look up at the chimney of the chemical plant. Even if they know the production process of phthalic anhydride, camphor or washing powder, sometimes they will inevitably have naive illusions. They think it is a strange fragrant and pungent chimney, and it has prepared all the air components. Just after the rainy season, the sun shone through the thin clouds, baking the blue tiles on the roof and a narrow gravel road. The blacksmith's two yellow dogs have cleverly retreated to the doorway, watching the fiery white light floating on the road like mercury. July is already a hot season in the south, and there are often few pedestrians sunbathing in the streets during the day. Only the tin shop makes a stimulating sound of knocking on the tin, while the noise of flies hovering in the trash can and toilet is harmful to the nap. It's half past one in the afternoon. Li's double cat alarm clock rang on time, and Li Xiuye's short sleep was suddenly interrupted. He jumped out of bed and put on gray vinylon pants in a hurry. He habitually touched the bicycle key in his pocket with one hand, but he didn't touch it. He may have forgotten to lock the car. Li Xiuye thought of putting the lunch box in her bag and going to push the bike at the door, but the bike was gone. Who took off the straw hat hanging from the faucet and threw it on the ground? Li Xiuye scolded me on the straw hat. Where is my bike? Damn it! Sheng Da is not at home. His white sports vest and blue track pants are soaked in the basin. Li Xiuye walked to the door and looked at both sides of the street. There is no sign of his son. He shouted at Shenyang, diagonally opposite, "Sheng Da, Sheng Da." There seems to be no one in Shenyang, and Sheng Da doesn't seem to be in Shenyang either. Li Xiuye began to curse again and said, "X, you son of a bitch, how dare he ride my bike out?" That day, Li Xiuye borrowed a bike from an old man in the west of the street. That's an old car. The old man said, I don't know how your driving skills are. I am the only one who can drive this car. There are no brake handles and bells. When riding, the faucet should be tilted to the left. Li Xiuye was in a hurry to go to work in the iron foundry in the west of the city, and her body was left. I remember, he got on the bus in a hurry, waved at the back and said, old man, come to my house to play chess tomorrow morning and kill you. I saw Li Xiuye riding across the railway bridge that day, with a scowl on his face and muttering as if he were cursing. At that time, no one knew that Sheng Da had stolen his father's bike, but people who knew Li Xiuye's temper were never surprised by his curses and anger. It's about 500 meters from the railway bridge to the North Gate Bridge. Li Xiuye flew by. He calculated the time of his trip. If he keeps the high speed, he may not be late. As a result, Li Xiuye's broken bike almost screamed and climbed the slope of the North Gate Bridge. When Li Xiuye went down the mountain, she heard the wind pouring into her ears. In addition, he heard the truck carrying cement honking its horn. He tried to grab the brake, but it was as useless as a broken line. Li Xiuye felt that she was running towards the truck in a white light, like a train or a bird diving. The last thing he saw was his son Sheng Da's smiling face, and his son's ass was twisting from side to side on the bicycle bar. He seemed to see his son riding on him with difficulty and happiness. ……

Poppy house

Abstract: Content fragment of the article: Ploughs, hoes and other farm tools are piled up in the barn, neatly leaning against the earth wall, just like the shape of a row of people. Rust smells from them. This is my barn, a dark and unfathomable space. Grandma's spinning wheel is still suspended in mid-air, and a thin spider web is formed around the wheels and blades. Romance regards the spinning wheel as a giant spider, always looking down on people's heads. As the sunshine on enough paper fades, all the sundry farm tools disappear, leaving only a vague outline. You look like a row of people. It's getting dark The desire for romance strikes again. He ran to the door and pushed open the wooden door desperately. He heard the crash of two big locks, and the door was locked by his father and could not be pushed open. "Let me out. I won't steal buns to eat! " Romantic scream. Romans crouched down and looked out through the door. In the mansion stood a group of long-term workers and maids. They seem to have a good thing: they are as happy as dogs What are they happy about? Romans hit the door with his fist, and it rang wildly. He saw dusk fall into the sky like iron. Romance is afraid of the dark, and he will be hungry as soon as it gets dark. Hunger turns romance into a grumpy cub. 1930 Liu's mansion was shocked by his shouts. Yi Yan shook the door and shouted, "Let me out. I want to eat steamed buns. " Someone is looking at the barn. Romantic thought I heard it, why not unlock it? Love can tell from their mouths that they are calling hungry ghosts. Hungry ghosts will kill you sooner or later. Romance hit the door with her head. A maid came up with a bunch of keys hanging around her waist. Two iron locks fell, and the crimson sunset came face to face, and romance shook her eyes. That's because there is not enough light. You see romance grab a miscellaneous stick and put it on the maid's stomach. This is his habit of dealing with them (this action will be repeated later).

boudoir

Brief introduction: The novel "Wives and Concubines in Groups" describes Song Lian's transformation from a schoolgirl into a big family of four aunts of the Chen family, gradually melting into the jealousness and jealousy of the Chen family, witnessing the tragic fate of the Chen family's daughters one by one, and finally turning herself into a madman. The author described the grievances and intrigues in a feudal courtyard with a heavy style. Su Tong's famous work is 1987' s Escape in 934. Since then, Su Tong has been regarded by critics as the leader of the "avant-garde" (or "post-trendy"). After 1989, Su Tong's style changed, from form to story, trying to tell some old stories in an old-fashioned way, among which "Wives and Concubines in Groups" is a typical masterpiece. Accurately speaking, "Wives and Concubines in Groups" does not reflect Su Tong's face as an "avant-garde". This novel has the intention of returning to tradition, and even many people push this novel as a masterpiece of "new realism". This paper chooses this novel as the representative work of the avant-garde, mainly because it has great influence and marks the maturity of Su Tong's narrative style. Moreover, this novel, which looks full of classical flavor, also shows a very modern narrative way; It emphasizes language sense and narrative syntax, and still does not take off the coat of formalism, so. As a representative work of the "avant-garde", it is also appropriate. This novel tells a woman's marriage tragedy. Contrary to most "new youths" in the May 4th Movement, Song Lian, a "new woman", entered an ancient family. "She almost consciously became a victim of the old-fashioned marriage, and her ten exercises resolutely became the driving force for her to go to despair. Obviously, Su Tong gave this woman too much femininity. She is familiar with jealousness, jealousy and intrigue among women, and even won the favor of Chen Zuoqian with her "alertness in bed". However, her pure temperament and straightforward personality can't save the fate of a concubine after all. There is almost no detailed description of Chen Zuoqian in the novel. This old man who is keen on concubinage looks a bit like Ximen Qing. He covered up his decadent and empty life with his enthusiasm for his bedmate. In the whole story, he is a supreme and pale background, so that in the film adapted by Zhang Yimou, Chen Zuoqian only has a dignified and vague figure. Philip seems to have some energy, but under the cover of his handsome appearance, he is afraid of women. For the people in this family, swooping is a categorical denial of this old decadent life. Su Tong not only wrote about the tragic fate of women in the patriarchal society, but also wrote about the inevitable collapse of the patriarchal history. Although the symbolic meaning of the well is somewhat reluctant, the gloomy background silently devours the bright hope of life, and the old life is exhausted.

Binu

Introduction: Binu's story itself is a huge metaphor. Telling the story of suffering and sadness by metaphor can be said to be a legend of tears. In the novel, people in Binu cry in various ways, which is related to age and gender. Crying is undoubtedly the most basic emotion and one of the most common expressions. But under the cruel rule, this right was deprived and distorted. Su Tong opened the distance between language and reality with avant-garde rhetoric-an illusory and mythical distance. He deliberately weakened the sense of scene and reality of historical suffering, making it imaginative and thoughtful. Vivid details have amazing real effects, satirizing and flogging the oppressive power with relaxed language. In the works, Binu's husband is always absent, but it is this absence that makes the characters and works fly. It also makes this kind of emotion known and appreciated across the times. As the author said: A well-known story is always a difficult problem for the author. Everyone has a Meng Jiangnv in his heart. My understanding of Meng Jiangnv is actually an understanding of a gender. Understanding of a simple heart, understanding of a long-lost emotion.

My understanding of Meng Jiangnv's fate is actually an understanding of suffering and survival. The story of Meng Jiangnv is a legend, but it may not be a legend of a woman at the bottom, but a legend belonging to a class.

river bank

Introduction: Wenxuan, son of martyr Deng. In that turbulent era, the title of the families of martyrs was questioned and experienced many hardships. Some people exposed the falsehood of his martyr status, others exposed his improper writing style, and even used his fish-shaped birthmark as a reason to refute Ku's anthology. Ku Wenxuan even cut off his penis after being accused of style problems. In order to keep the monuments of his father and grandmother together forever, his son Ku Liang Dong carried Deng's monument to the boat, but it attracted a huge crusade on the shore. Ku Wenxuan miraculously carried his mother's monument and jumped into the river. The whole novel is full of mystery and sadness, hardship and helplessness.

The story of Xiangchunshu Street

Introduction: This book vividly reproduces the cruel youth of a group of teenagers in South Street and the life of their neighbors. The loneliness and fatalism of the characters are vividly displayed in Su Tong's novels.

My imperial career

Brief introduction: My Imperial Life is a historical novel written by Su Tong with realistic and modern techniques. It is also a historical story of Su Tong's creative imagination, random construction of palaces and blending according to his own formula. The figures in the 70' s dynasties were all nihilistic, but the stories were true and credible. The first-person narrative is adopted throughout the work, which tells the story of an ignorant prince named Bai Duan who becomes the puppet king of the country under the control of the old lady's desire for power. Although he holds the power of life and death of his subjects, he always lives in fear and anxiety. He is a political tool used by his grandmother and mother. He tried to resist, but he could do nothing. A person who should not be an emperor, a person who has no ambition or ability to be an emperor, became an emperor. No wonder Sun Xin, a white and crazy old imperial secretary, repeats an ominous word over and over again. The national disaster is coming! Disaster will come at any time, and Bai Duan has always had a deep shadow in his heart, so he is sad and helpless. The whole novel is full of sad songs and sorrows. The writer's narrative is extremely calm. There was a river of blood in the palace, and the sword was shining: Mrs. Yang was crucified alive in the coffin; The former imperial concubine was put into limbo on trumped-up charges. Because she was good at playing pipa, ten fingers were interrupted by jealous Mrs. Meng. The crying waste princess was gouged out by the little emperor; How tragic! The author's pen should be calm and even appreciative: the tongues of those concubines who love to cry look like delicious pig tongues dipped in red oil. Outside the palace, the wounded soldiers who fought for the country died at the hands of their loyal emperor, and the bloody trial of Li Yizhi who failed in the uprising was even more unbearable. But the author's language is always calm, gorgeous, elegant, mysterious and gentle. The details of the work are true and the narrative is delicate. It basically reproduces the life of the protagonist.

Tattoo times

Introduction: The boy was born on the night of January, which coincided with the day when the heavy snow began to rest. The north wind blows the ice under the eaves, Xiangchunshu Street.

The stone road is muddy, and the moat parallel to the street is covered with thick ice. Xiaopi's mother doesn't know her.

The long pregnancy is coming to an end, and she wakes up in the scream of the alarm clock, ready to go to the chemical plant to work the night shift. The house by the river is full of

In the dark, the abducted mother groped for a while in the dark, raised the bamboo green and opened the door to the street. The snow in the street has frozen.

Turned into pale ice, and the street was empty except for a few dim street lamps. Xiaopi's mother wants to tie two pieces of hemp on her rain boots.

The rope prevented her from slipping and falling, but she couldn't bend down. Xiaopi's mother went back to the house to push the man on the bed. She wants him to help.

Tie those hemp ropes. The man is still fast asleep and can't wake up. Xiaopi's mother suddenly became anxious. She was afraid.

I'm gonna be late. She cursed the man in bed in a low voice and decided to take a shortcut to work in the chemical plant.

Xiaopi's mother chose to cross the frozen river, because on the other side of the river is a chemical plant that produces camphor and oil.

She opened the usually locked back door of the river and dragged her heavy body down to the glacier, stumbling like a goose on the glacier.

Ok, the sound of fine ice ballast breaking came from under the rain boots. Mob's mother suddenly got a little scared. She saw a hundred meters away.

The railway bridge cast a black diamond shadow in the moonlight. At night, it seems that a truck is rumbling towards the railway bridge and passing under it.

Glacier's mother wrapped a green scarf around her face and neck and ran quickly to the other side of the slope. She heard the sound of ice under her feet.

The layer suddenly gave a crunchy sound, and the bamboo blue flew out of her hand until her lower body fell into the glacier below.

She realized that the real danger came from the river under the ice. So mobster's mother shouted for help and kicked her foot.

A frozen river. Her cry for help sounded chaotic and desperate, and the people in the window by the river could not tell whether it was from a human or a human.

Since the legendary river ghost, no one even dared to open the back window to see the river.

The next morning, Wang's wife was seen lying on the glacier in a red sweater. She is holding her cotton-padded jacket.

There is a newborn baby in the bag.

A few days after the boy was born, his mother died. In the eyes of women in Toona Tree Street, it is a miracle that Xiao Guai can survive.

Trace, they are full of pity and love for this motherless baby, and three lactating women take turns to nurse mobster.

Milk, but this beautiful scene only lasted for two or three months. The problem is mobster's father Wang. Where is Wang?

A formal occasion never avoids anything. He wandered around nursing women intentionally or unintentionally, and the three women got together.

When they were together, they all complained that Wang's eyes were dishonest. They don't think he should take advantage of this opportunity, but it is not easy to catch him.

Let's go Finally, Wang made an obvious gesture. When he picked up his son from a breast-feeding woman, his hand was high.

Touched a woman's breast. Gao woman crying, mama of, she put the child into the king's arms, you!

Feed him yourself. The woman surnamed Chen has never been here since she came out of the Wang family, and so have the woman surnamed Chen and Zhang.

Here it comes. "

The boy stopped breastfeeding three months after he was born. Many years later, Wang recalled his son's growth, but he didn't remember it himself.

How do you feed mobsters? He confessed to his alcoholic friend that his home was like a dirty barn, a pile he gave birth to with his dead wife.

Children are like pigs and lambs. They roll and arch outside the shed, grow up slowly and become adults when they grow up.

In the early 1970s, a game called nailing copper was popular among boys in Xiangchun Street. The boys bent their copper wire into pieces.

Take the coil to the railway and put it on the track before the train comes. As soon as the train leaves, the coil of copper wire magically becomes bigger and thicker.

Yes Boys usually play the game of nailing copper with red bricks. Whoever nails the other side's copper ring from the brick will fall to the ground, the nailed one.

The copper ring can be your own.

There was once a boy named Daxie who died in this game. When he climbed over the wall to steal copper from the copper factory, he was frightened by the German shepherd in the factory.

Then, people fell off the fence and hit their heads on a pile of copper ingots. The death of joy brought chaos to Toona Tree Street.

People began to forbid their children to participate in the bronze nail game, but boys have enough ways to avoid the interference of their families. They are very

To move the game to both sides of the railway, just continue the popular game on the sleeper pile. Everyone's mouth

The bag is filled with copper wire. If it is lost, it will be temporarily put on the track and wait for the train to grind it into a copper ring. In those years, it traveled to and from the railway company of the railway bridge.

The machine was helpless to these children in Toona Tree Street, so it sounded harsh sirens over and over again to warn these children beside the tracks.

Son.

rice

Introduction: Food is the most important thing for people. Su Tong's Rice tells the story of the protagonist Wulong's life course of getting rid of hunger and poverty. With the decline of a family of three generations, the entanglement and conflict between the countryside and the city, he fell into the trap of sexual desire when his appetite was satisfied. Wulong came for "rice" and finally died on the rice pile of the returning train. The whole article is full of readable pleasure and profound meaning. Some critics call it "half history and half fable", while others call it an exquisite "rice carving" with China traditional characteristics. In a word, Mi is the most valuable of Su Tong's few novels.

Rouge and powder

Introduction: "red powder" largely continues the technique of "wives and concubines in groups" However, pink and concubines have different views. Wives and concubines are about women and families, and Pink is about men and love.

Highlight: One morning in May, an off-road truck from the camp stopped at the corner of Cui Yun Square, and prostitutes were wearing heavy makeup.

Come out one by one and climb into the back of the truck. Some people on the sidelines set up sesame seed cake stalls in the alley, some sold cigarettes and some sold their own flowers.

Some suppliers. In addition, there are a group of young soldiers standing on both sides of the alley with guns. They stay upright like trees.

State.

Finally, the autumn instrument and small calyx of Xihonglou came out. Qiu Yi is wearing saturated high heels with satin flag color. She leaned against the door and bent down to lengthen it.

Pull up the socks from the calf. Followed by a small calyx. She obviously just woke up with long hair and a black line under her eyes.

Round. Qiu Yi took Xiao Calyx's hand and walked to the sesame seed cake stall. The stall owner said, Miss Qiu, do you still eat baked wheat cakes today? Qiu Yi said:

Eat, why not? She took two pieces at random and handed one piece to the small calyx. Small calyx looked at the people on the truck, she said, I don't want to.

Eat, we have to go up. Qiuyi was still standing, slowly looking for change from her purse, and finally she bit the sesame seed cake in her mouth.

Before eating and walking to the truck, Qiu Yi said, why don't you want to eat? The condemned man must have a full meal before beheading.

When they climbed into the car, the truck had begun to hum. A * * * car with 15 or 16 prostitutes, standing in dribs and drabs.

Or sit. There are several suitcases and packages piled up in the corner. Autumn instrument and small calyx stand on the edge of the railing, facing the window of the red chamber.

Looking around, a pair of water-green underwear fluttered in the wind on the bamboo pole. Small calyx said, just forgot to harvest, I don't know if it will rain. autumn

Yi said, don't worry. I don't know if I will come back after I go. Calyx lowered her head dimly, and she said, let us go.

What is it for? Autumn instrument said, say to check sexually transmitted diseases, who cares, anyway, I'm tired of living, I'm not afraid of decapitation.

Trucks drove through narrow and bumpy urban roads, and some familiar restaurants, dance halls and casinos flashed by.

In the past, prostitutes were so absorbed that no one wanted to express any opinions on their future. Red flags and slogans will be covered in a few days.

The streets and walls were covered with all kinds of beauty advertisements, and the powder fragrance emitted by prostitutes' dresses soon faded in the lampblack of trucks.

On the playground of a primary school across the street, many children are practicing to celebrate gongs and drums, and the parade of Dalong Machinery Factory is just right.

Facing them, the workers waved paper flags and sang new songs from the north. Someone pointed to the van coming from Cui Yun Square and laughed.

Another man jumped out of the queue and spat at the people on the truck.

……

Divorce guide

Introduction: All night long, the north wind roared across the street in winter, and the windows of the old workshop were wiped again and again by the wind, and the glass, wooden window frames and hanging meat kept hitting. For Bai Yang, who suffers from insomnia, this annoying noise sounds desperate. There is a sour smell in the room, coming from the human body, the bed and the enamel bedpan under the bed. Bai Yang smelled the smell, but he was too lazy to open the window to let the air circulate. Bai Yang lay motionless all night, and the child put one foot in his sleep. ...

Catalogue of Su Tong's Main Works

● Novel

rice

My imperial career

North District

Wu Zetian

Broken tile (Bodhisattva Man)

Low collection of short stories

1934 escape

In memory of Red Horse

Groups of wives and concubines

A woman's paradise

pink

Sad dance

The decline of the south

A friend on the road

Tattoo times

Divorce guide

Sutong novel boutique

1 1 strike

cherry

Tie your feet.

Daqiao teahouse

Angel's food

Intensive reading in contemporary China library

Fengyang folk songs

What does your husband do?

As beautiful as an angel

One Sunday morning.

Groups of wives and concubines

Selected Works of Contemporary Writers in China

Contemporary China Novel Masters Collection Edition

Another Female Life in the Writers' Library in the 20th Century

● anthology

Su Tong's Collected Works (Volume 1-8)

Looking for a light rope

Beauty on paper

Su Tong's prose

I'll try my best ~ ~ ~