Between reading the articles in March, I saw someone recommending a biography of Xiao Hong from Weibo. This is a reliable, warm and easy-to-understand biography of Xiao Hong. The author Ye Jun has a pair of eyes for insight into the world. Different from Xiao Hong's relatives and friends, describing Xiao Hong is comfortable and calm. This is a person with "sociological imagination". Chapter 1 1 of the book takes the wandering place of her life as a clue: Hulan River and the back garden Harbin temporarily avoid the fame of Qingdao, Shanghai lives in Tokyo and returns to Shanghai, and Wuhan turns northwest and returns to Wuhan. When Xiao Hong died in Hong Kong, she ran away from home, died at the age of 3/kloc-0, and never returned to her hometown. She finished the masterpiece "Biography of Hulan River" handed down from ancient times in Hong Kong. Lonely, Hulan is embarrassed that Xiao Hong can't go home except for war and space barriers. It is not easy for her to return to her hometown. Xiao Hong is in the warm south and misses the cold north, which makes her heart tremble. "Biography of Hulan River" begins with the following words: the soil was sealed in winter, frozen and cracked, the water tank was cracked, tofu was frozen on the ground, hot steamed bread was frozen into ice, and the well was frozen ... What a trouble, but Xiao Hong wrote happily. That kind of incredible indifference is actually joyful in her eyes-they belong to my hometown that I miss so much. The customs and scenery of Hulan, the morning glow, the floating clouds and stars, the butterfly grasshopper, the garden vegetable field, and her grandfather who loves her most in the world ... the more beautiful and vivid she writes, the more bitter and bitter she feels. Ye Jun said that in his imagination, Xiao Hong has always been an ill-fated sister. This imagination is so real that every time I come into contact with information about her, my heart is filled with faint sadness and strong impulse to express. Professor Lu of the Chinese University of Hong Kong said, "The more I read articles about Xiao Hong, especially those written by people who had close relations with her, the more I feel sorry for Xiao Hong-it was very difficult for her to love her country and her at that time. Because of this, she was deeply hurt. Destiny takes a hand, the man she fell in love with knows how to hurt her best. I often think that writing love novels is more appropriate than writing Xiao Hong. " Wang He said: The more I look at Xiaohong, the more I pity her. She was less than thirty-one when she died, but she had already suffered a lot: she spent most of her adult life in exile, always being chased by war and fleeing from the north to the south. Those poverty, turmoil and hardships made Xiao Hong sick. Finally, he died young and was completely destroyed by the Hong Kong War. It's a pity that she is in troubled times and has to live and die. Xiao Hong once told a friend that she had been defeated all her life. She thinks that "a woman's sky is very low and her wings are very thin". She saw the difficulties and limitations of women, but she didn't know how high she had flown. And I always remember her life: how confused she was when she ran from a foreign land to a foreign land, but what sent me was the waves at sea and what greeted me was the wind and frost in the countryside. A literary woman who bought her freedom at the cost of her life wrote her own legend with her life.