It seems unfair that most writers write about others and few people write about others. In fact, the writer himself is not only impressive, but also worth writing. Jason is one of them.
Among the writers in China who are with me, Jason is one of the few writers with outstanding personality, distinct attitude and great color. As long as she thinks that a person and a thing are good, she will praise and commend them openly, never hide her views, and it is easy to be absolute; On the contrary, as long as she doesn't like what she thinks is counterintuitive, she will spare no effort to condemn it on any occasion. From the first time we met, I always admired her personality. She gave me a generous impression from the beginning, which was unforgettable.
The Liaison Department of our Writers' Association not only sends writers to visit, receives and arranges foreign writers to visit, makes reception plans and accompanies them all the time, but also completes the translation task with complete functions. Xia, a female reporter of frankfurter allgemeine zeitung in West Germany, wants to interview Jason and needs my help in language exchange.
In order to ensure the smooth progress of the interview, I went to her house half an hour early. I haven't seen Jason before, but after reading her novel Love, You Can't Forget, I was moved and admired the author. As for her character and personality, I only heard that she is an iron hard woman, very powerful.
I knocked on Zhang Jie's door with curiosity. The answer is an 18-year-old woman with a Tangshan accent, kind and enthusiastic. This is undoubtedly Jason's mother. Before I could speak, a clear cry came from the back room: "Come in!" " "Sounds like a young man. It was dark in the tunnel, and I vaguely recognized a tall man standing at the door of the back room. Jason met me in front of her house. I look around the house. It is not only a workshop, but also a living room and bedroom. The space is small and crowded, and there is no room for more than three guests. At this moment, Jason came up to me with a tall drinking cup filled with orange juice. It suddenly occurred to me that the Germans used beer glasses when they drank heavily. I said, "I have read your novel Love Tragedy. "At that time, I was very nervous, but I mistakenly thought that her" Love Can't Forget "was a novel translation of a love tragedy I just finished writing. Zhang turned around and said bluntly, "I have never written a love tragedy. "? I was embarrassed and hurried to explain. Jason smiled disapprovingly and said, "Xiaojin is also a translator, and I like foreign novels very much. ".His smile began with his eyes, which brightened, his eyelids closed slightly, and his cheeks and corners of his mouth floated upward, forming a kind and kind face. "This man is frank and easy-going. This is my first impression of Jason.
Summer comes as scheduled, a plump middle-aged woman. She prepared a dozen questions. After listening to Zhang Jieyi's words, she leaned back on the sofa and looked very calm. At first, she was a little reserved, but once the chatterbox was opened, she couldn't let it go.
Jason talked about her mother and daughter. She talked about not only writing day and night, but also undertaking all the housework for three generations. All the heavy manual labor has no help. Her mother is too old and her daughter is too young, and the huge gas bottle is lifted step by step. When Ms. Xia asked about Jason's life after divorce, the interview reached a climax. Jason talked about the double blow he suffered physically and mentally after his divorce. He raised his young daughter alone and took care of his elderly mother. He is short of money and sometimes stops cooking. His daughter is often bullied by the children next door, and he fainted in the workshop several times because of malnutrition. However, Jason, who thinks she is a strong woman, can't knock her down because of her ill-fated life. She is not afraid of difficulties: it devours the happiness in my life, but trains me to live well! "? Xia was moved by the interviewee, and her fluent German became stiff and choked, and finally she broke down in tears. On the contrary, Jason was infected by her interviewer. Her bitter expression, like her happy face, began with her eyes. Her shining eyes gradually dimmed, her eyes filled with red, and finally a series of tears fell. Swallow, swallow, silence, everyone was silent, and I suddenly felt that my existence was unnecessary. This kind of mental shock has no language barrier, and they don't need translation!
After a long time, Xia admitted that this was the first time she was so moved when she was a reporter for 20 years.
Turning to the future, Zhang Jie turned grief into joy. When the reporter asked her if she still wanted to have a happy family, she did not hesitate to quote the legend in the ancient Bible: God created a woman with a man's rib, and I have been looking for a man who can be his rib. As a woman, I look forward to a happy family.
After that interview, my contact with Jason has been uninterrupted. First, a delegation of China writers visited West Berlin and the Federal Republic of Germany. It was past eleven o'clock in the middle of the night when we arrived in West Berlin, and we had not left the customs. Crowds of reporters have been waiting there with more than ten inches of photos. When they saw us coming, the passport check was not over yet, and the media people in the "free world" broke through the customs button regardless of the willy-nilly, and the fluorescent lights flashed. Jason is the main target for everyone to shoot first, because her novels are published in Fu Zi, and there will be a new book release conference for several days in a row.
"Heavy Wings" was translated and published in West Germany and jumped to the top of the bestseller overnight. Posters of Jason's novels are all over the street. China ended the Cultural Revolution, opened the door to the world, and instantly became a household name, known to all women and children. During the ten days in West Berlin, the reporters who came to interview one after another were overwhelmed. Every day is upside down and my head is numb. Later, my mouth almost didn't listen to the brain. I didn't even know what I was talking about when I translated, and I didn't walk away from my mind when I spoke. Jason also said humorously, I have spoken my tongue so skillfully once in my life. For several days in a row, radio and television stations in West Berlin and West Germany repeatedly compiled and distributed special programs introducing heavy wings. Various newspapers, literary publications and even some life and science magazines unrelated to literature have also commented on Jason's novels. According to statistics afterwards, there were hundreds of reports, literary reviews and interviews in the next two or three months. Some media posted: "Before this, no writer from any country got so many critical articles in such a short time, including Goethe and thomas mann." Since then, Jason has been nominated for Nobel Prize in Literature for many times.
It was early in the morning, the writers signed the contract, paid the copyright fee and had dinner. It was already three o'clock. At eight o'clock in the morning, the West Berlin Cultural and Art Center held an award ceremony for the German translation of the novel Heavy Wings. Jason sat on the podium, with a free and easy manner and natural and graceful. The whole venue was packed, and the participants, especially the German audience who listened to China's speech for the first time, were all impressed by Jason's natural and unrestrained manner, excellent eloquence and humorous answers.
In the spring season of the following year, I heard that Jason got married again. I really want to see her again and send my best wishes to her face. I didn't expect to get my wish soon. This time I went to her real home, "my wife's home, my home". She told me on the phone in advance, "it's not my mother's house."
This time, the interviewer is a West German writer, publisher, special contributor to Der Spiegel and a gentle elder. We found the unit where Jason lives. Her family lives on the third floor. The corridor is dark and there is no corridor light. Open the door is Jason's lover, the former vice minister of the first machine department. His face is thin and his hair is gray, but his body looks tough. Jason's newly-married house is nothing like what I expected. Although it is a two-bedroom apartment, the two rooms add up to only 14, 5 square meters. The small room was occupied by the hired aunt, and the big room was their new house: an old iron bed occupied two-fifths of the room length, and several simple cushioned chairs occupied the corner space. There is no place for her to put her desk here, and she has to go back to her parents' house to create. The interview is in the bedroom. This great writer, who shook the whole literary world in West Germany, received many journalists, writers and friends from West Germany and other countries in such a simple and narrow room, including several intercourse trips between Kubin and me.
It is not surprising that the hostess's reputation is so out of proportion to her situation. He sat quietly, listened carefully to every word of Jason, focused all his interest and attention on Jason, and paid attention to her every movement and expression.
Jason has repeatedly apologized for the crowded environment and poor service. The foreign guest said, "I have come to visit famous writers, not to visit luxurious palaces." In the later days, I once asked Jason: How do I live with my grandson's junior? Satisfied Zhang Jie couldn't help laughing and nodded assiduously: satisfied, satisfied.
Jason's wedding confirmed a sentence: Because of love, women will willingly sleep on the floor, even in winter. The couple met halfway, and Jason had the happiest time in his life. Unfortunately, they parted ways in the end.
Before the guests left, Jason gave her novel The Ark to the guests and left a message: The meaning of life is not what you get, but what you give. This is Jason's outlook on life.
Jason has a hard personality. In fact, once you get close to her, you can find the real her. I still remember the scene when we met in the street of West Berlin: I met her at the fork of Gonghou Avenue. She looks like an inexperienced girl. When she saw my eyes emitting a beam of surprise, she hugged me tightly, fearing that I would disappear from the cracks in the ground. She said: the car is too fast, and they can't afford to run over me. Hold my hand tightly and cross the road. Ask her where she went. Go shopping! "Yes, just like a child and a housewife, this is all she has.
20 19 February 13 Munich, Germany