Zhang Jie in memory

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Like a child, like a housewife, this is the complete her

I did not have the opportunity to know Zhang Jie until I entered the work association. At that time, some people said that she was a hard woman and was very powerful. In the writer's group, Zhang Jie did have a prominent personality and clear attitude. Everything is good, she will not reserve commendations, and she will spare no effort to condemn.

One day, I worked at the Foreign Association and received a translation task -West German reporter Xia Mingna wanted to interview Zhang Jie. Earlier, although she had not met with Zhang Jiesu, I read her short story "Love, I can't forget it". Opening Zhang Jie's house, the martyrdom was dim and unknown, and vaguely recognized that the door of the house was a tall person. I looked at this room and the room of the living room and the bedroom. The space was small, and the guests had no room for time.

In a moment, I was nervous, and I misusted her novels as "Love Tragedy" I just got off. Zhang Jie stunned, returned to his face, and said straightforwardly, "I have never written" Love Tragedy "." I hurriedly explained. She laughed: "Xiao Jin also engaged in translation, I like foreign novels very much." Her smile started with her eyes first, her eyes were bright, her eyelids closed, her cheeks and corners of their mouths floated up, forming a kind face. Fast and easy -going, it was the first impression Zhang Jie gave me.

Xia Mingna had ten questions, and Zhang Jie looked very quiet after listening. Zhang Jie talked about his mother, daughter, and endless writing, as well as all the housework of the three generations of grandchildren and grandchildren. The huge gas cylinder was mentioned one step by step. When Xia Mingna asked Zhang Jie's life, the interview reached a climax. Zhang Jie talked about the double blows of the body and spirit after divorce. She raised her young girl alone and took care of her mother. But she thought she was a strong woman and could not knock her down. Xia Mingna was moved to cry, Zhang Jie was infected, and it also fell into a bunch of tears.

Everyone is silent, I feel that I am present.

The scene of this interview, I later wrote an article and published it. One day Zhang Jie came to the Writers Association to find me. I handed her the article in the newspaper and read it. She shed tears again. After that, I had more contact with Zhang Jie.

First, the West Berlin of the Chinese Writers' Group. When we arrived in the middle of the night, the passport inspection was not over, and the waiting media person broke through the customs gate, and the flash was on. Zhang Jie is the main goal. Her novel "Heavy Wings" is in Defuzi, and she jumps at the best -selling book list. The streets are full of posters. There are continuous new book conferences. Zhang Jie said humorously: "I have said my tongue so clever in my life."

West Berlin, West Germany Broadcasting Station and TV stations broadcast "Heavy Wings". Each newspaper and magazine even commented on Zhang Jie's novels. In two months, there were hundreds of comments and interviews. At the award ceremony of the "Heavy Wings" of the Literary and Art Center, Zhang Jie died in the prize, and the hall was full. The audience who listened to the speech of Chinese writers for the first time, all convinced Zhang Jie's chic, excellent eloquence and funny answers.

In the spring of the following year, I heard that Zhang Jie got married again. I really want to see her again, send blessings in person, but I did not expect to soon wish. This time was her own home, "I and my lover's home", and she said on the phone, "Not a maiden."

This interview was a gentle and elegant elder in West Germany writer and "Mirror" weekly writer Lauhil. We found Zhang Jie's third -floor unit. The stairs were dark without corridors. The door was Zhang Jie's lover and grandchildren. His face was clear and his hair was white, but his body was very tough.

Zhang Jie's newlywed house has a great gap with my imagination. The second room is only fifteen square meters. Auntie Xiaomi lived, and the big room was their cave: an old iron bed occupied two fifths of the room, and a few cushion chairs filled the corners. Interview in the bedroom. The great writer who shocked the German literary world received many reporters and writers in West Germany and various countries in such a rude and narrow room.

The guests were not so uncoordinated because of the heroine's reputation and her situation. He sat steadily and listened to Zhang Jie's words carefully. Zhang Jie sorry for the crowded environment. Lauhil said: "I'm here to visit the famous writer, not to visit the luxury palace." I asked Zhang Jie in the future: "What is the little life with the old grandson? Satisfied?" Zhang Jie smiled at holding, Nodded: "Satisfied, satisfied!"

Zhang Jie's personality is hard, and once deep friends, she can find her true. I remember my memory on the streets of Berlin: On Gonghou Avenue, her expression was like a girl who was not deeply involved in the world, her eyes released a surprise beam, and she tightly grabbed me not letting go, fearing that I would disappear from the ground. She said, "The car is too fast, I can't afford it." Asked where she went, "Shop the store!" Yes, like a child, like a housewife, this is the complete her.

(Author is a writer, senior cultural person, German literary translator)

Send 2022.9.12 Total Issue 1060 "China News Weekly" magazine

Magazine title: Zhang Jie in memory

Author: Jin Tao

Edit: Wang Xiaoxia

Operation editor: Wang Lin

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