Chen Chong, this name must have been mentioned by his father when he was very young. I don’t know if she is his favorite actress, but her performance in "Little Flower" is always mentioned by him. At that time when Hong Kong and Taiwan stars were popular, I only remember her healthy face with a shy smile on the cover of "Popular Cinema". This little flower is not so weak and inconspicuous. Later, many stories followed her to the United States, just like fragments of words disappearing into the air. There was no Internet at that time, so leaving would break a kind of confinement and create an additional bond or nostalgia. I also came from Chengdu to the city where she grew up and walked on the streets she had walked since she was a child. I really started to read her works when I saw Bertolucci's "The Last Emperor" when I was studying at the theater. Why her? Oh, maybe it’s because she has been in the United States for a long time and foreign directors like her Chinese face. I guess, it's like when I got to Shanghai, I started speaking Sichuan dialect because it was different.
Chen Chong in "The Last Emperor"
Now, you can still listen to her voice online and listen to her read out her love story about Shanghai n years ago. There are sweet parts and heart-wrenching memories in it. Her gentle voice filled the room. I opened her new book "Cat Fish", and slowly opened up her detailed memories, including those of her family, Shanghai, the places where she had lived, the traces of her life, and of course the people and things before and after the screen. The heavy and weighty book is probably the embodiment of her memory. If I remember correctly, the last article I read of her was "What should I say when it's my turn?" ", she never expected that she would name her first collection of essays "Cat Fish". Cats sometimes dislike the light, inconspicuous little fish, just like the fish stall on Yanqing Road she led people through in the musical silent film.
But once you are hooked by a small fish, you may be hooked by a whale of history. It’s like I started the first chapter and couldn’t put it down anymore. I felt like I couldn’t bear to sleep until I finished reading. Here are the condensed lives of three or four generations, the questioning of different souls, the most private sincerity within oneself, as well as the spring, summer, autumn, winter and morning dew night lights of the city of Shanghai. Just like the foreword written by Jiang Wen, "She invites you to step into it without fear, experience her life, and get to know her friends and family... Not everyone has this kind of courage."
Chen Chong's mother had the courage when she was young. She must have. Because her mother, her grandmother, their experiences can be called legends in their time. She writes lightly but has a strong historical background. She wrote, "I can completely imagine my twenty-year-old grandma performing " Jane Eyre" for the first time in the School of Liberal Arts of Central University. My grandma was a failed mother. She has always saved the little things that my mother gave her when she was six years old. Letter to the UK. When I was thirteen, my own daughter skipped a grade to attend one of the top high schools in the United States. Shortly after entering the school, she developed anorexia because of 'separation anxiety.' "The intergenerational inheritance is really incredible, isn't it. ?
"Grandma needs passes and transportation at various checkpoints, so she has to ask powerful people for help. Those are not good people. They all take advantage of grandma." After seeing this paragraph, I suddenly remembered her first thought In the director's first work "Heavenly Bath", Wenxiu, a Sichuan girl, had the experience of being driven to Tibet and then fighting to return to the city. Many years later, at a movie event at the Xingguo Hotel, I watched this movie again. The switching between reality and imagination was a secret left to that era. Many little flowers disappeared in the years. Seeing them recorded is redeeming the past time. Those who were tainted and exploited? Reality is often more whimsical and incredible than imagination. She continued writing.
The young Chen Chong is with his grandmother and parents
"My father doesn't seem to care about her very much and rarely talks to her. It's a bit like in "Animal World", the cub's father takes the food back to the nest and teaches it Some necessary survival skills. One of the most important correspondents in my life is m. The letter started in 1978 and ended in 1983. I don’t know if it is considered my first love."She wrote about the first two most important men in her life. In the audio drama of the silent film, she called him Li Jun, which was a very contemporary name. There, her father tried his best to protect her. The secret of their residential address prevents them from continuing to interact.
"Looking back, I was a ripe fruit at that time, and it would fall to the ground if I was not careful. Whoever catches me under the tree, I will be in whose arms. The first boyfriend I had later, W, he just grabbed me and kissed me deeply, and I got up regardless of myself. My mother knows my true nature better than I do. Like any true scientist, my mother spent her life striving toward a goal that could never be achieved. Like any true scientist, she deeply appreciates the existence of things beyond human comprehension and is awed by the mysteries of nature. "She wrote about herself and her mother like this.
I remembered meeting Hu Yinmeng in Taipei a few years ago and talking about her autobiography "An Incredible Life". "I like that Yin Yin so much! "But she whispered in her ears that Yin Yin was dead. The girl everyone called "Sister" was lying in that window in a daze. No one knew what she was waiting for and where she was? Maybe in her dream, In every beautiful dream, in every screen role she has played, "This woman who has left her hometown longs for a home, this woman who is tortured to pieces by her own nature, sometimes I feel that angels are coming in the gap between depression and mania. We become extraordinarily tender, joyful, and humorous; sometimes I feel demons and angels fighting for our souls at the same time, making us burst out with the same ferocious love amidst the devastation. "Are her words the angels and demons that worm their way into your soul?
Every artist has his own childhood "catfish". It is "a symbolic language" that has been "forgotten or hidden in nature" "The truth"; it is one of the most turbulent sources of creation for the rest of our lives and every "miracle" we experience in our daily lives. I think I am beginning to understand why this name, I think I am beginning to understand why her. I love her just because I love Shanghai, because the most important things, like gravity, soul, human heart and love, can only be felt and speculated, but cannot be fully understood or confirmed. (Huang Lijia)
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