"The author who keeps happiness for himself and sadness for readers"

Love is not how rich I am, how great my wisdom and achievements are, but what I have given you. At the critical moment, I will shelter you from the wind and rain.

-Yu Hua's "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood"

People live for living itself, not for anything other than living.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

In all the misfortunes of the times and individuals, I have seen all the happiness of life. Sweet and sour is the taste of food, and joys and sorrows are the taste of life.

-Yu Hua's "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood"

Nothing is more convincing than time, because time can change everything without telling us.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

At first we came to this world because we had to come; We finally left this world because we had to leave.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

The living can't see the sun clearly, only the eyes of the dying can see the sun through the light.

-Yu Hua "Shouting in the drizzle"

Before my sadness began, I got off at the station.

-Yu Hua "The Seventh Day"

It is better to be a normal person, fighting for this and that, and fighting for your own life.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

Teenagers wander, middle-aged people want to dig and hide, and old people become monks.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

Don't be confused, the dead will come back to life, and you can't die as a living person.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

The touching thing about memory is that it can be re-selected, and those unrelated past events can be reassembled, thus obtaining a brand-new past.

-Yu Hua "Shouting in the drizzle"

When people can't choose their own future, they will cherish their right to choose the past.

-Yu Hua "Shouting in the drizzle"

No matter how big a person's life is, he can't live if he wants to die.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

The end of life is nothing more than death, and the meaning of death is nothing more than rebirth or rest. Death is not the loss of life, but walking out of time.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

People, no matter how painful they are when they are alive, they will try to comfort themselves when they are dying.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

Laugh and cry and live with death.

-Yu Hua's "Living"

I sat alone by the pond and spent the past time traveling with dust.

-Yu Hua "Shouting in the drizzle"

Recalling the past life means living it again.

-Yu Hua's "Xu Sanguan Selling Blood"