When I smile, my face looks like spring flowers, which will definitely touch people, no matter who he is.
Sanmao's Sahara story
When the moth puts out the fire, it must be very happy
? Sanmao's Sahara story
People, it's really strange that without outsiders to prove you, you often can't see your own value.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Being locked up in this small town with only one street for a long time is as lonely as a man with a broken leg living in an alley with no exit. There is no excessive happiness or sadness on the same day. Life without change, like the warp and weft on the loom, has been woven for many years, but the color is monotonous.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
A free life, in my interpretation, is spiritual civilization.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Life is thriving in such an isolated, backward and poor place. This is not a struggle for existence. For desert residents, their illness and death here seems to be such a natural thing. I watched the fireworks rising in Ran Ran, and found them almost elegant and serene.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Road, like a glowing river, flows straight under the sky.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
The sun shone like molten iron, and I saw that the world was slowly rotating.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
? Don't look. Think she's a mirage? I snapped.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
I looked up and there was a lonely wind sobbing on the boundless yellow sand. The sky is vast, majestic and quiet.
It was dusk at that time, and the sunset dyed the desert blood red, which was terrible. The climate near the early winter, in the mood of looking forward to the scorching sun, has become a poetic desolation.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Cold, stabbing me like hundreds of small knives.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
I never dare to take out my camera when I go to a place, and I dare not go near these residents at all. I think this is a very disrespectful move.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
A reddish cloud came from nowhere and landed on the beach slowly, and the beach was immediately covered with a layer of sunset glow.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Material civilization can't be said to be necessary for human beings, but on the earth where we live, there are people who have never even seen a mirror, which really surprises me and makes me feel a little sorry for them. Whether such ignorance is only a geographical limitation or a human factor, I have been unable to find the answer for a long time.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
I didn't feel any pain at that time. I became a feather and slowly flew out of myself.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
People are most afraid of knowing their own animals.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
I am not a supporter of the women's liberation movement, but I am extremely unwilling to lose my independent personality and inner freedom after marriage, so I have repeatedly stressed that I am still married. Go your own way? , or don't get married. Jose said to me at that time: I just want you? Do what you want? Without your personality and style, why should I marry you ? Well, I'm very pleased with this gentleman's statement.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Nothing can be heard around except the wind. The dead earth lay there like a giant. It is ferocious and fierce, and we are driving on its quietly unfolded body.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
At this time, I am like a rag doll, torn apart by an invisible horrible thing.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
This life is my first love, and this life is my lover! Every time I miss you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, forming the Sahara from now on!
? Sanmao's Sahara story
The years are stuck in the dying heat wave, and the slow and helpless days, besides making people lazy and tired, are actually indifferent to everything, and their hearts are empty and sweaty.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Life without change, like the warp and weft on the loom, has been woven one by one, and the color is really monotonous.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Jose wrote back to me: I think very clearly that the only way to keep you by my side is to marry you, otherwise my heart will never lose this painful feeling. Shall we get married in summer? Although the letter was dull, I read it almost ten times, then stuffed it in my trouser pocket and walked in the street all night to decide when to come back.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Married, less than half are infatuated with Jose, and most of them are future parents. As for myself, I could have been single all my life. People's environment and pursuit are not just a narrow road. How to live is a kind of life. Don't talk about success or failure in this matter, talk about heroes.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Every time I wake up, my memory forces me to relive the tragedy that made me scream again and again, just like in front of a running camera.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
In the morning, the desert is clean, the sky is blue, there is no cloud, and the gentle sand dunes continue to spread to the limit of sight. At this time, the sand always reminds me of a huge sleeping woman's body, as if with a slight breath in the ups and downs, so serene, quiet and deep' beauty' is really touching and almost painful.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
This is different. In a civilized society, because it is too complicated, I feel that other people and things have nothing to do with me. But in this barren land where the wind blows all the year round, let alone people, I can see every grass and dew in the morning light, which will touch my heart. How can I turn a blind eye to an old man hobbling in such a lonely sky?
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Everything that ran away turned into swarms of butterflies,
Although people have long known that most of life in the world is short-lived,
Butterflies also belong to Mayflies, but they are still fascinated by their colors.
I feel that all the mysteries and beauty of life have revealed all the answers in the transformation.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
Come back quickly and let's have a good look at whether our long-lost daughter is still elegant.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
I know who gave this gift.
We lend countless things to our Saharan neighbors every day in this area, but we get a slave who is too poor to even have his own body.
This touched my heart more than the widow who gave two pence in the Bible story.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
At noon under the temperature of 50 degrees, only the short shadows of rows of buildings are illuminated by the scorching sun on the empty streets. The whole town seems to be dead, and time has frozen here.
? Sanmao's Sahara story
This time crossing the Sahara, we both fell in love with it and could not leave this barren land.
? San Mao's Story of the Sahara;