Reviews
I read it with the recommendation of a very sensitive, folk speaker, Park Hye-jin editor, and it's so moving!
A work that shows readers strongly how one lives, hearts, love, and honor is to be turned down by someone, by something, by some environment, and even to be uplifted. The story of Wicmi and the sister's life, which was so painful to see as only her reader, yet also finding herself selfish enough to be at the heart of the fact that I am only an reader'.
I was sorry to read it. like the Great Tux of the 70s, or the Aure of Moyen. Record of the youth days of three sisters, alienated and afflicted in male-centered society. It's about success and love, and it's hard to see the growth of human beings. It's a shame.
The family tragedy was created by the head of the family, but it was up to the girls to handle it. Whether you've shown a reality that is real or needing a stimulating eyelash, but the waves of Wishi, Wishu and Huangyang are described with such cruelty. Meanwhile, it allows us to look at modern Chinese and experience the different human types that are choosing to live in its context.
Chinese novels are sticky, not as simple and neat as Japanese novels, but as sticky and sticky. It might be a "human" or something like "humanity" or "human nature" or whatever it was, it was a light that could not be hidden. This light of face is the feet of a righteousness that has been hidden from the inside, but the hard work of hiding has added to the embarrassment which is difficult to describe and has given a special luster. You've done everything, comrades. Leave some of my husband's
Bifeiwei: Wimi
The novel by Bifey, by Jean Wymi Shang. Vipewi, who represents the next generation of Chinese literary writers, has created a unique world of art, with its own humble but unspoken style of society, ideas, history and individuals. The novel "The Long Island" is a second reaming of the daily landscape of China in the 1970s through the life of three sisters, who gave him a second statue of Louszhen. Mother who used her position to raise her father and waiting son, who had been cheating on the king's clan, and then took off the house. Wicmi collects her brothers and does household chores, and builds up the fun and love of the pilot. Then one day, when my father was sleeping with a revolutionary soldier's wife, he lost his power and his sister Wish and Huye were mob raped by men in the neighborhood. The only hope of preventing the collapse of the family, Punkhak, is that the Uri who was broken into the kingdom will be avenged and will be taken to the position of vice-preservation of the current revolutionary commission and put back in power. Meanwhile, Wesch is leaving the Royal Town and dreaming of a new life, but it's not going to work out as he will, and he's going to be on the mission to monitor his students with a sharp sense of normality.
Korean title: 위미
Korean author: 비페이위
Korean publisher: 문학동네
ISBN-13: 9788954605038
Reviews
I read it with the recommendation of a very sensitive, folk speaker, Park Hye-jin editor, and it's so moving!
A work that shows readers strongly how one lives, hearts, love, and honor is to be turned down by someone, by something, by some environment, and even to be uplifted. The story of Wicmi and the sister's life, which was so painful to see as only her reader, yet also finding herself selfish enough to be at the heart of the fact that I am only an reader'.
I was sorry to read it. like the Great Tux of the 70s, or the Aure of Moyen. Record of the youth days of three sisters, alienated and afflicted in male-centered society. It's about success and love, and it's hard to see the growth of human beings. It's a shame.
The family tragedy was created by the head of the family, but it was up to the girls to handle it. Whether you've shown a reality that is real or needing a stimulating eyelash, but the waves of Wishi, Wishu and Huangyang are described with such cruelty. Meanwhile, it allows us to look at modern Chinese and experience the different human types that are choosing to live in its context.
Chinese novels are sticky, not as simple and neat as Japanese novels, but as sticky and sticky. It might be a "human" or something like "humanity" or "human nature" or whatever it was, it was a light that could not be hidden. This light of face is the feet of a righteousness that has been hidden from the inside, but the hard work of hiding has added to the embarrassment which is difficult to describe and has given a special luster. You've done everything, comrades. Leave some of my husband's
