"Chorus" is a paperback book written by Lao Wangzi and published by Sichuan Literature and Art Publishing House. The price of the book is: 35.00 yuan, the number of pages: 304. In the article, I have carefully compiled some readers' thoughts after reading. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.

Thoughts after reading "Chorus" (1): We are all brothers in the four seas (from the preface) Many people told me that you should have a position.

(I am not a satellite.) Later, a good friend of mine said the same thing.

He said that after all, it is very important to explain yourself clearly.

So I tossed and turned and thought about it a lot.

I have thought a lot since I was a child, but it is still difficult to figure out how to express myself.

Often a lot of things change the moment you say it or write it down.

I am a person made up of all kinds of contradictions.

Born in a small town in a mountainous area of ??Henan Province, he went to a big city to study at the age of eighteen.

My father is Han and my mother is Hui.

I am a northerner who eats noodles, but has been living in the south where I eat rice all my adult life.

Later, I stayed in Shanghai for eleven years. I fell in love with Shanghai, but I couldn't get rid of the label of an outsider.

I worked in advertising, but I was always writing.

I have serious literary pursuits, but I also hope that more people will read my novels.

Actively participating in the world, but always holding on to the ideal of transcending the world... There are many more such contradictions.

City and countryside, Han Dynasty and Hui Dynasty, south and north, Shanghai and other provinces, writing and work, seriousness and popularity, the dust web and the other side... all of these are intertwined in me, and then fed back into these works.

Looks like I have to solve these problems.

Because any contradiction is enough to tear me apart.

I know that these contradictions are by no means exclusive to me—I constantly see those moments of intensification of individual contradictions appearing in the world around me.

I often feel that I am only one step away from the migrant criminals in the news who collapse and self-destruct.

But no matter what, I'm still here, albeit with many wounds.

Thanks to literature.

I also understand why Mr. Lu Xun gave up medicine and followed literature.

I lived 500 meters away from Lu Xun Park where he was buried for 2 years. I am grateful to him for enlightening me: I have a disease that cannot be cured by Prozac and a scalpel.

After the anger and sorrow of youth passed away, I began to become whole, and this wholeness was a strange mixture.

I began to realize that the path to salvation lies not in acknowledging these problems but in rising above them.

The nation is different from the individual because it is endless and can always look to the next generation; the individual and the nation are the same because changes in the individual will always affect the whole, often within one's lifetime.

You see, I am a very unrealistic person. I always start from myself and think further and further, thinking about changing others and changing the world.

In the process of searching for answers with the help of the wisdom of the sages and past history, I deeply felt that it was a miracle that the eastern end of the Eurasian continent could be integrated into a whole and become "China".

No matter how much blood, tears and contradictions there are, there is no doubt about the miracle itself.

And I may be part of this miracle - I am also a glued whole. On the Internet, when people are on both sides of the contradiction and criticize each other, I always feel that I don't belong to either side.

If I were forced to join any camp, I would be an alien and a monster.

But I'm here, I can't regard myself as illusory, no one can cancel me, and there must be people like me.

I sometimes think of Kang Youwei and Liang Qichao. After the failure of the Reform Movement of 1898, Liang Qichao proposed the concept of "China" and Kang Youwei proposed the concept of "Great Harmony".

Regardless of the details, their hope of bridging all contradictions can be seen in the words.

After more than 100 years, the only solution seems to be cooperation.

To divide is also to unite.

Regardless of city and country, Han and Hui, south and north, Shanghai and other provinces, writing and work, seriousness and popularity, dust web and the other side, personal future or the fate of family and country... the combination can at least provide a solution for those of us who are trapped in various kinds of displacement.

People, provide a place to stand - even though it may be new and illusory.

Besides, I am not a serious historian, I just want to tell my own story.

In these stories, I have used up all my sincerity and strength.

In the past, I never had any close friends because I felt that I had never met anyone who faced so many problems at the same time as me - I felt that no one understood me.

But then I figured it out. I was too stupid before. If there really is "all brothers in the world" in this world, then it starts with me.

So I published this book and this is my letter to you, my brothers.

"I hope you will be like me, with golden hair, a golden future, an angry look on your forehead, everlasting enthusiasm, and never fear even if you never have a home.