Classic Quotes from Mo Yan’s Works 2017

One: Love is psychological enjoyment, while marriage is a rigid equation.

Two: Remember, not tears can restore what is lost, so don’t shed your tears easily; remember, if you are not sad, you have to cry, so it’s not good to be so sad. Be stingy with your smile; remember, you don’t give just because you think you can give, so you shouldn’t make a promise so easily; remember, it’s not that you haven’t done well enough, so you shouldn’t be compassionate and think that you have accomplished nothing; remember, you are not the only one A person is working hard, so he cannot give up easily.

Three: The smoke is starting, I’ll wait for you at the door. As the sun sets, I'll wait for you on the mountainside. The leaves are yellow, I'm waiting for you under the tree. The moon is bent, I will wait for you on the fifteenth day. The drizzle is coming, I'll wait for you under the umbrella. The water is frozen, I'm waiting for you by the river. Life is tired, I will wait for you in heaven. When we get old, I will wait for you in the next life. What can stay together until old age is not just feelings, but also responsibilities and habits.

Four: If you enter "story" on Google, you can get 1 result, but if you enter "ending", you can only get 1 result. It can be seen that not every story has an ending.

Five: The emptiness and confusion sitting in the eyes condensed into dense sadness, gradually extending and spreading in the youthful sky.

Six: When the wanton emotions written in my pen turn into words, I will use them to record eternal life.

Seven: Love is one plus one equals zero. Two people are as close as one person. Marriage is one plus one equals three. Having a child completes eugenics.

Eight: One day you will forget me and devote yourself to new feelings and indulge in her world; one day you will have a beautiful wife and lovely children; one day you will be busy in the complicated world. In the crowd, forget the dreams of youth; one day you and I will pass by each other, but cannot recognize each other; one day you will occasionally think of my name, but cannot remember my appearance; one day you will die in old age. Ward, you will never think of me again until you die...

Nine: If you love someone, you will be very happy when you are together; if you love someone, you will feel inexplicably lost when you are together. Loving someone is always a joy; loving someone makes you cry often. If you love someone, you will smile slightly when you think of him; if you love someone, if you think of him, you will stare at the sky in a daze. To love someone is to see their strengths; to love someone is to tolerate their shortcomings. ------Love is an emotion; love is a feeling.

Ten: When you meet a man who makes you sad, think of it as the wrong cup of coffee given by the lady, and tell yourself loudly "He is not my cup of coffee"; after ending a relationship, there is no need to hide at home Wipe your eyes with a tissue, sit in a coffee shop in the sunshine or snowy sky, smile freely, and tell yourself softly, "When a cup of coffee is cold, there is always another cup boiling on the stove"; if you are slightly unhappy at work, There is no need to pity others, hold your favorite coffee, look out the window at the people running for a living in the cold wind, and confidently tell yourself that "the highs are not high, the lows are not low, at least the coffee in your hand is still fragrant" < /p>

Eleven: Human life comes on stage every year, grows every year, hesitates every year, is oriented every year, works hard every year, looks back every year, grows old every year, rubs the hemp every year, bask in the sun every year, lie on the bed every year, and hang it on the wall every year. . The greatness of life and the desolation of death. When you can hold hands, please don't stand side by side. When you can hug, please don't hold hands. When you can love each other, please don't talk about separation. Life is just so short.

Twelve: The relationship between a man and a woman is like a war. If you don’t attack or defend, you just give in. Naturally, everything will be lost. Maybe some girls will say, if you lose, just lose. Anyway, you are willing to give him your youth, money, and heart, and take whatever he wants. He thought he was great enough in his relationship, but he didn't know that love is easy to talk and let go of. The concessions made him understand everything - he obeyed his words and waved them away, like a cheap umbrella, thrown away when the weather was sunny. Put it aside, use it to cover the sky when it is cloudy, throw it away without feeling the pain, and have it without feeling the importance. This kind of girl deserves to be bullied and teased by him.

Thirteen: Looking back. Only then did I realize that we were writing about sad youth with a happy mood.

Fourteen: Everyone has a blind spot. You can’t get out, and others can’t get in. I keep my deepest secrets there. You don’t understand me, I don’t blame you. Everyone has a wound, whether it is deep or shallow, and I apply the reddest blood there. -You don’t understand me, I don’t blame you.

Everyone has a line of tears, drinking cold water and brewing hot tears. I put my most poignant grievances there. You don’t understand me, I don’t blame you.

Fifteen: If one day, you want to leave me, I will not keep you, I know you have your reasons; if one day, you say you still love me, I will tell you, in fact, I I have been waiting for you; if one day, we pass by, I will stop, stare at your retreating back, and tell myself that I loved that person before. Maybe we can love many times in life, but there is always one person who can make us laugh the brightest, cry the most thoroughly, and think the deepest.

Sixteen: In this world, no one can truly feel the pain of another person. Thousands of arrows pierce your heart, and you are in agony. This is only your business. Others may sympathize or sigh, but they will never know how badly your wounds have festered.

Seventeen: Under the moonlight, I use complicated and protracted words to pay tribute to my youth, to commemorate my dead friendships and belated feelings.

Eighteen: A person sheds tears because of pain; a person feels pain because of care; a person cares because of feeling; a person feels because of feeling. Because you are a person! Therefore, if you feel, care, feel pain, and cry, it means that you are a complete person who cannot be more complete. When you are sad, forgive yourself. You are just a person. There is no need to regard yourself as so indestructible.

Nineteen: Self is not the same as selfishness. It is because of the existence of "I" that others have the possibility of being helped and loved. The more "I" value myself, the more I will be valued in relationships, the more potential I will have at work, and the more comfortable I will be in life.

Twenty: I put your stories into my speaker, above life and under my memory,

Twenty-one: Those who are afraid of being hurt, You can never catch true happiness; those who are afraid of hurting others will always be hurt intentionally or unintentionally by others.

Twenty-two: I wish him happiness. And you, too, have to wring yourself dry and bask in the sunshine. He has already held an umbrella for others, why should you look back at their backs.

Twenty-three: Whether it is a boy or a girl, they all understand love in relationships, sum up experience in failure, and love again with a better attitude.

Twenty-four: Wang Guihua rushed out with a noodle stick. I followed Pi Fahong out of the yard, ran out of the alley, and stood on the street.

Twenty-five: Therefore, in that era that was accustomed to mourning the spring and lamenting the autumn, you accompanied me to see the sunset in the west, and I accompanied you to see the dawn and the night, and we were silent to each other. Sitting there, saying nothing about the day or night.

Twenty-six: If one day I don’t bother you anymore, if one day you don’t have me in your life, there will be no more calls every day, no messages every day, no care every day, no more worries every day. A little tantrum of the day. I expressed everything, you knew it, you understood it, you understood it, and you were finally moved, but I left. What is strange today is familiar yesterday...

Twenty-seven: No matter how lonely and confused they are, those figures will always be unforgettable.

Twenty-eight: Dusk is the short sadness of youth.

Twenty-nine: I was too late to participate in your past, but I will accompany you to the end.

Thirty: Some people are forgotten inadvertently; some people are forgotten even if you try your best.

Thirty-one: It is never easy to hold grudges against a boy. After all, he once loved you, loved you, and gave you pleasure. It is never safe to say that there will no longer be good boys in this world. Maybe tomorrow, you will meet the boy who loves you. In your eyes, no matter how bad he is, he is still good. In fact, there is no need to hold grudges after a breakup, let alone give up on yourself.

Relationships do not belong to two fixed people, but to a union.

Thirty-two: They said, stop being naive and be more steady. They are right, but can I relive my childhood memories for the last time? I am happy and then abandon my childlike heart and do what everyone expects me to do. I am a mature and stable person. I always want to know if they see my happy expression at that moment, they will continue to urge me to grow. Make me mature?

Thirty-three: Girl, you are always so afraid of separation, but you always pretend to be strong; Girl, you are always so afraid of the night, but you always hide secretly; Girl, you are always You are so afraid of being alone, but you are always alone; Girl, you are always so easy to give, knowing that it is painful, but you are still so persistent; Girl, you are always so easily hurt, knowing that it is deceiving, but you still deceive yourself; Girl, how are you? He's always so stupid and makes people feel bad.

Thirty-four: (), what I miss is not you, but the fatal past you gave me. , the broken promises, the yesterday that cannot be put together again. The most painful pain is forgiveness, and the darkest pain is despair. , it was you who made my waiting pale and made my persistence ironic. , I can only forget about the scenery along the way. We practice smiling all the time, and eventually we become people who dare not cry. In the past, it was easy to get together and separate easily.

Thirty-five: Therefore. Even in times of chaos and chaos, one must dress lightly and remain simple.

Thirty-six: Don’t blame me for being too cold-blooded, the truth is so cruel - when two people are in love, you are happy to give, and he is happy to receive it all. You don’t feel it is a sacrifice, and he doesn’t feel how much you have. bitter. If feelings are really a balance, sincerity and response will naturally be equal when you love each other. When you don't love, no matter how much you give or make painful sacrifices, it will make the light ones lighter and the heavy ones heavier. This is true in love, and so should be the case in career and life. No matter whether it is Qiong Yao or papaya, remember: be willing to do it and enjoy it, and don’t use sacrifice as a slogan.

Thirty-seven: No matter how difficult life is, in the end you will always find someone who is willing to accompany you foolishly.

Thirty-eight: There are some people in life who we pass by, but we don’t have time to meet; we meet, but we don’t have time to get to know each other; we get to know them, but we don’t have time to get to know each other; we get to know each other, but we still have to say goodbye. ------Be kind to yourself, because your life is short; be kind to the people around you, because you may not meet them in the next life.

Thirty-nine: What can be cultivated slowly is not feelings, but habits. What can be obtained with time is not emotion but emotion. Therefore, love is a momentary gift. If you have it, you have it. If you don't have it, you don't have it. But on the other hand, love and marriage are actually not the same thing. Not all relationships require marriage, and not all marriages involve emotions.

Forty: I often inadvertently think of someone from the past. It’s not that I can’t forget it, but that I can’t let it go. Those worries that you don’t want to mention to anyone anymore are growing secretly in the dark corners. It's always when you don't understand love that you meet someone you shouldn't let go of. After you understand love, you still inflict unintentional hurt. Only when you meet someone can you truly understand the meaning of love; only when you miss someone can you truly feel the pain of heartache. Feel.

Forty-one: We have always felt that we can get pleasure from compromising and making do, but when you set your bottom line lower, you will get lower results. ------It's not good to always complain that the people you meet are unreliable. If others always treat you this way, then you must have taught others to treat you this way. ------Love is equal, you can give more, you can also love him more, but it is never compromise and tolerance.

Forty-two: Because of you, I have been serious, I have changed, I have worked hard, I have been sad...I am stupid, because of you; I feel pain, because of you; late at night, you It’s my habitual memory... I don’t want to struggle with the past, I don’t want to work hard for the past, I don’t want to worry about missing you, but these are just things I don’t want to do, I can’t do it. . .

Forty-three: Stop regretting what you missed. Only others will have the opportunity to meet the people and things you miss, and only you will have the opportunity to have them if others miss them. Everyone will miss it, everyone has missed it before, but what truly belongs to you will never be missed.

Forty-four: Sometimes, we feel that we have come to an end, but in fact it is just that our hearts have come to an end. No matter how deep the despair is, it is a process and it will eventually end. Avoiding it is never an option. Have the courage to move forward boldly, maybe the opportunity will be in the next second. Jimmy said that I always see the most beautiful scenery in the deepest despair.

Forty-five: Self is not the same as selfishness. It is because of the existence of "I" that others have the possibility of being helped and loved. The more "I" value myself, the more I will be valued in relationships, the more potential I will have at work, and the more comfortable I will be in life.

Forty-six: If you want something, let it go. If it can come back to you, it will belong to you forever; if it does not come back, it is not yours at all.

Forty-seven: At that time, I expected myself to grow up quickly, but when I grew up, I found that I had lost my childhood; when I was single, I began to envy the sweetness of my lover; when I was in love, I missed the freedom of being single. ——Many things always feel perfect when you don’t get them. Only after you get them do you begin to understand: “When we gain, we also lose.”

Forty-eight: My wife ---- This one was born ten years ago The unlucky man who had been laid off from the polypropylene factory ran over panting. I sank the cannon on the left to the bottom and shouted: "Jane!" Then I raised my head, looked at my wife who was running and trembling all over, and asked: "Why are you running? Is there a fire at home or have you been raped?

Forty-nine: The dog with black paws and white legs walked to the end of the bridge, stopped, looked back at the dirt road, then raised its chin and looked at me with its cloudy dog ??eyes. The look in the dog's eyes is distant and desolate, and contains a vague hint. This hint of remoteness and desolation evokes a hazy feeling deep in the heart.

Fifty: A good blacksmith always looks forward to the birth of a good piece of steel, and then uses a unique way to make it obey his own will and turn it into a sword.

Fifty-one: I can’t hide my secrets, nor my sadness, just as I can’t hide the joy of loving you, or the hesitation when I’m separated. I am so calm, if you are willing to get hurt, then get hurt.

Fifty-two: We always use poetic language to describe our own embarrassment in the gaps of youth.

Fifty-three: years and months. Mixed flavors.

Fifty-four: To be a happy woman, you must be happy, and you must create happiness even if you are not happy. A smile does not have to make the world bloom, but it can relax a tight chest. When you are happy, just smile and let go. Everyone is infected. If you are sad, just cry, beautify, talk, and then everything will return to zero. Be cheerful, smile to the humble self in your heart, draw comfort and strength, trust, feel refreshed, and then be able to dance and fly. In fact, life No big deal.

Fifty-five: Bang——The stick also hit the bones of my hand that were covering my head. I held my head and ran to the yard. Standing with Pifahong.

Fifty-six: In relationships, there is always a protagonist and a supporting role. The protagonist is always the one who is tired, and the supporting role is always the one who is hurt; sometimes, love is also a kind of injury: cruel people choose to hurt others, Kind people choose to hurt themselves; life is a kind of endurance, which needs to be learned, understood and supported. To support your career, your family, and even the entire society, if you have support, you must be able to withstand it. How much weight you can support means how much pressure you must bear.

Fifty-seven: I always like to go against time and look for the footprints of my youth.

Fifty-eight: I wish you were that hedgehog. I will give you a soft hug, and you will give me bloody love.

Fifty-nine: In the new year, we are beautiful because of our ignorance and absurdity.

Sixty: Extreme obedience is disobedience.

Sixty-one: When time passes by youth, I will annotate sadness with joy.

Sixty-two: Plato’s famous saying: If you love, please love deeply; if you abandon, please do it thoroughly; do not be ambiguous and hurt others and yourself. , the most regrettable thing in life is to easily let go of things that should not be let go, and to stubbornly persist in things that should not be persisted. , said, I thought the bird could not fly across the sea, because the bird did not have the courage to fly across the sea. Ten years later, I discovered that it was not that the bird could not fly, but that there was no waiting at the other end of the sea.

Sixty-three: Even if the world forgets you, there will always be a few people who say: Happy birthday on the first day of your life!

Sixty-four: Coping , not necessarily the saddest. Loneliness does not have to be unpleasant. Getting it does not necessarily last long. Losing does not necessarily mean you no longer have it. It is not good to fall in love because of loneliness, and it is not good to live a lonely life because of wrong love.

Sixty-five: When you are in love, money is used to replace beautiful clothes to buy romance. When you are married, money is used to offer firewood, rice, oil and salt to solve diapers.

Sixty-six: Loving someone means growing up with him or her over a long period of time and dying together in the last years of life.

Sixty-seven: The director with red skin covered his head and ran into the yard and said loudly: "Wang Guihua, I want to divorce you!" "If you don't divorce, you are not a human being!" My mother Roaring. "Revolution! Revolution!" I shouted proudly. Bang----I heard a dull sound above my head, and golden flowers bloomed in front of my eyes. Then I saw Wang Guihua's red face and her big round eyes, and then I heard her say: " Little brat, you are not a good person either!"

Sixty-eight: Some people are forgotten inadvertently; some people are forgotten even if you try every means.

Sixty-nine: Silence is a girl’s biggest cry. There is always a person who always lives in the bottom of my heart, but disappears from life.

Seventy: If confession is a kind of harm, I choose lies. If lies are also hurt, I choose silence.

Seventy-one: The most cruel way to treat a lover is not the intertwining of love and hate, nor deception and betrayal, but the gradual indifference of love after extreme love.

Seventy-two: This world is not our enemy, nor is it our brothers and sisters. This world may be heaven or hell, it all depends on our attitude, how we see it and how we create it.

Seventy-three: Marriage is a matter between two people, divorce is like that Siberian butterfly, flapping its wings in the distance, a hurricane can come to the whole city.

Seventy-four: Someone told me that the memory of a fish is only seconds. After seconds, it will not remember the past and everything will become new again. Therefore, the fish will never get bored in that small fish tank. I would rather be a fish and forget everything as soon as a second passes. The people I met before and the things I did before can disappear. But I am not a fish. I can’t forget the one I love, I can’t forget the pain of caring, I can’t forget the pain of lovesickness

Seventy-five: If one day, someone who can’t come back disappears, someone who can’t be separated Even if the person leaves, there is no connection. The most right person will be brought to you at all times. Before that, all you have to do is take good care of yourself.

Seventy-six: The difference between wisdom and non-wisdom lies in it. Stupid girls exaggerate their five points of superiority into ten points, and smart girls condense their own pleasure into nine points!

Seventy-seven: People who really love you will not be able to say that they really love you all of a sudden. The reason is that you only know that you don’t care about others; the person who really loves you will always make you angry, but you can’t find out what he has done wrong; the person who really loves you will only cry in front of you; the real person will only cry in front of you. A person who loves you will scold you harshly when you forget to reply to his message; a person who truly loves you will rarely praise you in person, but in his heart he is sure that you are the best.

Seventy-eight: Everyone has experienced nightmares. No one will really resist sleep because of a nightmare. Moreover, no one is really interested in other people's nightmares. The only one who is worried about them is himself. This nightmare of yours should serve as a wake-up call.

Seventy-nine: There are some things that you must persist in even though you know they are wrong, just because you are not willing to accept them; some people, even though you know they are loved, you have to let go of them because they have no ending; sometimes, Even though I know there is no way out, I still keep moving forward, just because I am used to it.

Eighty: Self is not the same as selfishness. It is because of the existence of "I" that others have the possibility of being helped and loved. The more "I" value myself, the more I will be valued in relationships, the more potential I will have at work, and the more comfortable I will be in life.

Eighty-one: When you still want to continue, it is never easy to say goodbye; when you can still bear it, it is never easy to say let go; when you are reluctant to let go of someone, it is never easy to say that you no longer love him (her ).

Eighty-two: Because of you in my life, I didn’t waste my youth.

Eighty-three: At each moment, let the deep things become deeper and deeper, and the shallow things become shallower and shallower. If you look at it calmly, you will be hurt less. As time passes and the feelings fade, they will dissipate. ------Don't wait for the people you shouldn't wait for, and don't hurt the hearts you shouldn't. It really takes us a long, long time to understand what kind of people and things we really miss.

Eighty-four: Full of knowledge is the skill of Guizhou donkey. Prone to delays and delays.

Eighty-five: Long time is the wine brewed in the lost journey, the older it gets, the more fragrant it becomes.

Eighty-six: The year when I wrote and sat down at my desk. By the window, I saw the black river of my soul rushing towards youth, an unexpected world.

Eighty-seven: A simple analogy, if you buy a piece of jade for one yuan, you will not value it very much. If you buy it for one thousand yuan, you will naturally collect it carefully. Regardless of remuneration, you will always put yourself on the level of one yuan. You don't know whether you have increased your own value, and you don't know whether there is a need to enrich your self-enhancement. If things go on like this, you will starve to death if you don't get eliminated.

Eighty-eight: Only after experiencing pain can you know how to protect yourself; only after crying can you know what heartache feels like; only after being stupid can you know how to persist and let go at the right time; only after loving can you realize that you are actually very fragile. . In fact, life does not require such meaningless persistence. If you don’t have something, you really can’t let it go.

Eighty-nine: I also have hardships, so I won’t talk about them. I also have obsessions that I won’t let go of, so I won’t talk about them. I also have thousands of twists and turns, so I won’t talk about it. I'm not pretending to be stupid and not saying anything. It’s not that I haven’t seen it, it’s not that I haven’t thought about it, it’s not that I don’t understand it, it’s just that I don’t talk about it.

Ninety: Lying peacefully in bed for a lifetime. Self-aware.

Ninety-one: I am on the other side of the river, watching for my return, but there is no hope of return.

Ninety-two: The old blacksmith took the package from the girl's arms, placed it in front of the ancestor's tablet in the north direction of the house, knelt down, and performed the grand ceremony of kneeling three times and kowtowing nine times. After the ceremony, he untied the package and said sadly: Ancestors, bless you! After blessing, he stuffed the middle finger of his right hand into his mouth and broke it. Under the blue light, his blood also turned blue, dripping. The drops fell on the steel, first making a ding-dong-dong sound, like pearls falling on ice, and then biting the Buddha in the left hand, dripping blood on it, and making a sizzling sound again, as if the steel was hot. . The blacksmith's sons smelled a strange aroma, which was quite close to the aroma of human blood steamed buns wrapped in tea leaves when grilled in the stove. After the blood sacrifice, the blue of the steel became lighter and lighter. It was not as hard and sharp as it was at the beginning, but added a little gentleness, which was somewhat similar to the brilliance of the full moon in late autumn. Then, without bandaging his fingers, he picked up the piece of steel and stuffed it into the blazing fire like he was holding a baby who had been born alone for ten generations. (Moonlight Slash)

Ninety-three: If I didn’t care about you, I wouldn’t laugh for you; I wouldn’t become so fragile; I wouldn’t care about everything you do; I wouldn’t be quiet I will be in a daze thinking of you; I will not remember every word you said; I will not feel heartbroken for you; I will not cherish the moments with you alone; I will not always think of you involuntarily; I will not let the pain happen so easily. Torture myself; I won’t argue with you over trivial details; all this is just because I care about you.

Ninety-four: When you choose to be strong for the first time, you must think clearly: Are you ready to bear everything? Because once you choose to be strong, even if you are just pretending, you must always stick to it. It is precisely because of your previous strength that people will think that you can endure no matter how hard it is.

Ninety-five: Add a complete period after each sentence and record it as a vain and confused waiting.

Ninety-six: You, the most important passer-by, are a passer-by precisely because you have never stayed for me. The seeds of joy you sown in my life were just seeds but did not bloom because you did not water or fertilize them. There was a scar in my life before, and the reason why it was scarred was because you never showed me gentle mercy. The glimmer of light that once gave me brought all the darkness in an instant. The reason for the darkness is precisely because you never thought of lighting up for me.

Ninety-seven: The old blacksmith fucked the little bell, rather than beating it, it was more like stroking the blue steel. The three sons, who were like wolves and tigers, each held a big bell of eighteen pounds, and each hit one bell. With fanaticism and passion, like the hooves of a galloping horse, they hit it very quickly but clearly. . What's unique is that there is no sound. Normally, the sound of the father and son forging iron could be heard half the street, and even the sound of the train whistle could be muffled. But at this moment, the forging, the labor, was so intense that even the chirping of the crickets in the corner was heard. The sound makes people feel the sadness of late autumn and the shortness of life. (Moonlight Slash)

Ninety-eight: Always born in unexpected years. Looking back to the other side. Even though the scene of discovery lasted for sixteen years.

Ninety-nine: What if, in the end, the person next to me is really not you. After going through so many ups and downs, they will eventually separate. If the story comes to the end, there will be other people around us. If you recall, your promises and your previous determination to love each other become small and vulnerable in the face of reality. No matter what happens in the future, no matter what the ending is.

At this moment, I am still willing to love persistently. ------Let's wait for our end together, the end.

One hundred: You can remain silent and ignore my anxiety; you can not reply to messages and ignore my anxiety; you can describe my concern as the reason for your irritability; you can My thoughts are thrown into the corner and ignored. You can smile at other people, you can give hugs to others, and you can be kind to the whole world, but you forget how sad I have always been. ------You rely on me to love you, and that is the only reason that makes me humble. ;