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"I'm from Shandong and Taipei," Taiwan Province fairy tale writer Yu Zi introduced herself to People magazine. "So I have the figure of Shandong and the delicacy of Taipei."

Indeed, he inherited the tall figure of his father in Shandong. Because he is diligent in playing basketball and fitness, he is good at wing chun and judo. He used to be the main force of football. His strong muscles often appear before his fairy tales, which makes people wonder that a writer can be so strong. Was his fairy tale smashed with his fist? Perhaps it was in the violent impact of the football match that generate had a spark and inspiration: "The zebra broke its black fur because it was too full, so it had black and white stripes." Or when shooting, grab the ball and hit a few golfers to shoot from a long distance-"thud"! The inspiration also fell with the basketball: "The frog came to Bu Balian's restaurant to eat a big meal of bugs and burped all night: burping!" Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hiccup! Hey! "His figure always makes him look like a big boy, and with the naughty childlike innocence sprouting in his heart, it is difficult to directly see his exact age. If one morning, he wakes up and finds himself a black bear, yes, it is the black bear in his fairy tale. He can still put on his sneakers and tell stories in primary school. The headmaster and teachers unanimously welcome him to come again next time, and no one will think he is a bear. Because when he tells stories, he always turns into various animals or even "A Piao"-ghosts, which makes children happy at first sight, so he is called "master storyteller" in Taiwan Province Province. I hope he can become the goddess Mazu and tell stories next time. This is the most fun. He can stretch out his orchid fingers with strong arms and point to the air: "pious people, you should look for them with your heart." The audience laughed.

Yu Zi lives near Longshan Temple in Wanhua District of Taipei, which is the earliest birthplace of Taipei. Taipei has the largest fruit and vegetable market. I passed by and was attracted by all kinds of lively and fragrant market atmosphere. Longshan Temple and nearby monga block still retain the ancient flavor of old Taipei. Yuzi took our group to buy a cup of street coffee (the price is half that of Fuzhou, but it's delicious), and then went to a braised pork rice snack bar where local customers crowded into the street, and each person had a braised pork rice. I want to know, can people in Taiwan Province Province not get tired of three meals of braised pork rice? There are all kinds of braised pork shops everywhere, and they are always crowded. However, his most frequent places are the youth park basketball court and community library near Xindian West. Most of his inspiration was born here. If it rains during the exam season and he can't play basketball or the library is full, he will go to Huashan Creative Park for a walk, which will also be enlightening: "In the afternoon, it rains very lightly and the paths in the park are wet. I went for a walk with an umbrella and found a group of azaleas hiding by the path and playing hide-and-seek with me. They bloom secretly. In fact, I have long discovered that I deliberately smiled without saying a word. A pigeon was dancing on the grass, and I enjoyed it for a while. His stupid appearance is very funny. A kapok fell and almost hit my head. I looked up. Walking in the rain and finding two or three things, I feel very happy; Walking in the rain, I feel very happy if I don't find two or three things. "

Such gentle and delicate words, I think, come from the infiltration of mother's words and deeds in Taiwan Province Province. My father was from Shandong, 1949 went to Tainan to meet my mother and had this eldest son. He wrote his deep feelings and unforgettable memories of his mother into his childhood memories. When I was a child, they lived in a Japanese-style wooden house, which was the residence left by the Japanese army after it withdrew from Taiwan Province Province, and was distributed to the officer's father. There are other military houses around, forming a special "family village" in Taiwan Province Province. The members of the village are mainly from Qingdao, Shandong and Guangzhou, Guangdong. When eating, the voices of mother-in-law are mixed with different accents, which is very interesting. Yu Zi's mother is from Taiwan Province, who speaks Minnan dialect, but soon became the minority language in the village. Accents and delicacies from all corners of the country come together, and they are used to it since childhood, so that he can eat spicy food like a real Sichuanese when he goes to Chengdu for half a month.

Their family is one of the few families in the village with a yard. My father planted six fruit trees in the yard. When the typhoon came in summer, the biggest mango tree left many small mangoes. My mother picked up the fallen fruit and made it into a cold mango. There is a small cloister in front of the Japanese house, which is spacious and transparent, and is not affected by wind and rain. He and his brother are doing their homework here. One morning, the mother woke up the sleeping child and took her two sons to the small cloister to listen to the orioles. Young children remember birds singing and their mothers' romantic feelings, so they also write poems and fairy tales when they grow up. He recalled his childhood: "I didn't have a story book to read, but I listened to my mother's story." I don't know where my mother got so many stories. Lin Toumei, Seven White Thieves and Aunt Hu are all folk stories that accompanied my childhood. Unlike the stories my father told me, they are all extremely hard stories of loyalty. What my mother gave me was the romantic imagination in the story; The story my father told me was to teach me to be manly. A heart can be soft or firm. When I am a little keen on words and love stories, it comes from the romantic feelings instilled by my mother intentionally or unintentionally. When I was growing up in the village, when I was frustrated and cried, my father told me not to cry, and my mother cried with me. "

His parents gave him the spirit of writing fairy tales like Iron Man, which may also understand why he changed from a soldier to a writer. He used to write fairy tales with a gun but a pen. Yuzi used to be a "presidential bodyguard", working for Song Meiling and Lee Teng-hui. He exaggeratedly said, "Song Meiling is so old, and he still wears a white face of Zhang greatly. That's terrible! Lee Teng-hui, hum, his car won't leave the gate without my nod. And oh! The building where Jiang Gong lives is haunted in the middle of the night! When I was on guard at night, I heard a click in the room, and the guard rolled down and called Jiang Gong back! We didn't believe it, so we went to see it together. Sure enough, in the middle of the night, the empty room echoed, just like Jiang Gong couldn't sleep and left. I can still hear him walking slowly step by step with crutches ... The guards who used to work every two hours now prefer to work every four hours so that two people can stand guard together. Later, of course, he was a soldier, and he always had to reveal the secret: it was hot during the day and cold at night, which was the sound made by the old wooden floor. " Reading the text in this way is meaningless. If you see Yu Zi himself, you must make him say it again. In short, any story is good, preferably a ghost story. Better take care of the children. You'd better pretend to be a child. When the story becomes gripping, he will suddenly make a loud noise and scare people. He played tricks, making people hot and cold for a while, but the child took the bait!

The children like him. He does tell many stories, and a simple story can be told vividly and tortuous for half a day. For example, this story: father and mother gave birth to a son, and father told mother that we should give our son a most special name. They thought it over and over again, and named it "Tiki, Tiki, Potro, Longsa, Lebo, Kara, Lebo, Nombo, Kakarikus, Baba, Lebo" (pronunciation is close to Minnan, please spell it? Sounds close to the spoken language of ethnic minorities in mountainous areas of Taiwan Province Province. Later, I gave birth to a second child, and the names given by my parents were very simple! When I saw a cow when I went out, I named it "moo-". One day, Big Brother and Second Brother went to play, and Big Brother fell into the water. The second brother ran back and called to his father, "Daddy, Daddy, my brother" Tiki Tiki Potro Longsalebo Carrale Bonomibo Kakarikus Babarilebo "fell into the water! Dad said, "hey, you can't just call your dearest brother by his name." Do it again! My brother had to shout again "Tiki Tiki Potro Longsalebo caracalla Leibo Nomi Bokarikus Babali Leibo", ... Just this awkward and lengthy name was read back and forth. Pay attention to the rhythm of the desktop when reading, plus the action of a fish-shaped star. This is really the best name in the world! That's so cool! Every child works hard to write it down, which is a hundred times more enthusiastic than reciting the text. Nobody cares whether the unlucky brother has been fished out. Some people stuttered and almost bit their tongue, some people pieced together a few words, and some people opened their mouths, hoping that Yu Zi could say it again ... Finally, a little boy wrote it down in Pinyin and read it out according to it. Wow! Applause is more glorious than getting a hundred points in the exam. The little boy got Yu Zi's autograph! Little face is red, radiant, and more excited than getting a license. After Yu Zi finished the story, he grabbed the Chinese book and rushed to the podium to queue up for signature and ask for the phone number, which made my Chinese teacher look at me coldly and full of jealousy: these rabbits, I worked hard to teach you Chinese books every day. If we don't read it ten or eight times, who will sign my Chinese book? A strange fish told a strange story and signed a Chinese book? Hey, hey, hey, do you still have a conscience? Only a few parents who came to the lecture accompanied me. A mother hesitated and asked, "Is this a reading class?" Don't you want to talk about composition methods? "Ha ha, you children have been cheated by Taiwan Province writers. As adults, we can see that there is no structure in Yu Zi's story.

As for a few days later, they all read Yu Zi's fairy tale books and began to imitate and write some funny fairy tales, which is even more strange. Some fairy tales can even be written in "handmade books" they heard from Yu Zi. Children began to exchange their own "handmade fairy tales". I don't think we should talk nonsense about such a magical thing. If children know that these "books" are collected by teachers, they plan to sell them when they grow up. They will organize a group to find Yu Zi and cry that they were abducted by their teachers when they were young and ignorant. Yu Zi may also cry with them, because many of Yu Zi's handwriting has also been secretly collected by this insidious Chinese teacher. ...

Of course, that was a few years later. At present, Yu Zi is immersed in fairy tale writing, and it is too late to imagine the scene that will be popular all over the country in the future. When you see him, please greet him like a fish. The code word is "making tea" and the action is "Jane (open)"-open your eyelids and eyes; "Zhu (pig)"-upturned nose arch; "Milk"-put your hands on your chest; "Tea (fork)"-put your hands crossed in front of your lower abdomen. One more time: "bubble tea!" Can you do it? Ok, the story begins!

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