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自在独行
《自在独行》写情感、聊爱好、谈社会、说人生。有俗世的智慧，也有生活的趣味。
对于匆匆的路人，平凹先生这部文集只是用来附庸风雅的玩物。但这本书却要写给生命的行者。愿他们能懂得孤独的真义，在生活里多一些从容潇洒。"
对于匆匆的路人，平凹先生这部文集只是用来附庸风雅的玩物。但这本书却要写给生命的行者。愿他们能懂得孤独的真义，在生活里多一些从容潇洒。"
310 pages, Paperback
Published June 1, 2016
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August 11, 2021
*English review at the bottom
"能好读书必有读书的好, 誓如能识天地之大, 能晓人生之难, 有自知之明, 有预料之先, 不为苦而悲, 不受宠而欢"。写得如此高尚, 但是从其他散文里并看不到他的'不为苦而悲, 不受宠而欢', 反倒觉的有些自大。从<等待>一篇里小聪明的得意, 到反反复复说到做官发财的劣处, 好像安慰自己一样。本以为这本<自在独行> 会对独来独往, 孤独, 寂寞, 独处有些超乎寻常的见解, 但是一篇<孤独地走向未来> 看的很不是滋味。从第一句话就对其他人的孤独加以评论, 为何他的孤独就不如你的孤独? 满书都是对世间的如此这般指点, 又不知他的见解出自何处? 为何打扮怪异的人都是孤僻的? 他们的打扮更是一种号召, 把愿意结识的人拢在身边, 不愿结识的人拒之门外, 不正是你<敲门>一篇最渴望的吗?
再说写女人, 好个'自知之明' 嘛。贾平凹笔下的女人一概先对长相百般指点, 某某样的女人一般都是长相平平, 某某样的女人就粗略与花做个对比, 从来不论才, 不谈思想, 所有主角, 谈天, 朋友, 作家等角色全以男性写出, 即使遇到才女 也是满脑子 "这样的女人怎么能写出这样的作品", 似乎不晓得怎么来把女性当人看。这种写作看得好不自在。
这本书最精彩的地方就是他形容自己生活。在实际叙述生活细节里他摆脱了那种指点的语调, 几篇形容父亲, 母亲, 大院的作品写得确实精彩。
书还没看完, 但是想法一堆, 恨不得抓住他评论一番, 不过仅能吐吐槽罢了。
*Edit 2021: Recently gave this book away and realized I was so mad at the time I only posted a review in Chinese. It is as follows:
"To love reading one must find the good in reading; for instance to know the breadth of sky and land, to know the hardships of humanity, to be aware of one's own behaviour and biases, to premonite what's to come, to not be distraught by suffering, to not be inflated by praise". Such noble words, but you cannot see his "to not be distraught by suffering, to not be inflated by praise" in his work. Quite the opposite, I found him to be egotistical and self-centred. In his essay "Waiting" he boasts about small victories where he outsmarts, and repeatedly outlines the downsides of going into politics or getting rich, as if comforting himself more than anything. I initially thought this book "Walk Alone Freely" would have some unique insights into loneliness, being alone, and being solitary, but the essay " Walking Alone Towards the Future" left a bad taste in my mouth. From the first sentence he is pointing fingers and critiquing the lonesomeness of others. Why is their loneliness inferior to yours? The entire book is like this, him on a high horse criticizing every decision made by others, but not justifying WHY his opinions are such. Why do you consider everyone who dresses different from you and dye their hair to be "withdrawn from society" in a very negatively connotated way? The way they dress is a signal to bring the accepting social group closer, and to avoid interacting with judgmental passersby. Is this not the EXACT point you were trying to make in your essay "Knocking"?
And the way he writes about women! He is not aware of himself and his own biases. Any woman that passes under his pen must initially receive his critique as to what you look and dress like. "women who are like this are usually average looking at best. Women who are like this are *insert lazy flower comparison here*". He never once thinks about a woman's talent, thoughts, or opinions. All the main characters he is conversing with, sitting with, friends with, are all male. Even when he meets a talented woman, he writes "how can such a woman produce such a great work" as if beauty is conflicting with thought or talent. It seems like he has trouble seeing women as people, and the whole time made me extremely uncomfortable.
The best parts of this book were when he described his own life. When he is deep in the mires of daily ennui, he sheds that irritating judgmental tone. The few essays where he describes his father, mother, and living in a large courtyard were written vibrantly and with great flair.
I cannot finish this book, and I have so many thoughts. I want to grab this man by the collar and point out his inconsistencies one by one, but alas, I can only sit here and take him apart in a review he'll never read. Such is life.
"能好读书必有读书的好, 誓如能识天地之大, 能晓人生之难, 有自知之明, 有预料之先, 不为苦而悲, 不受宠而欢"。写得如此高尚, 但是从其他散文里并看不到他的'不为苦而悲, 不受宠而欢', 反倒觉的有些自大。从<等待>一篇里小聪明的得意, 到反反复复说到做官发财的劣处, 好像安慰自己一样。本以为这本<自在独行> 会对独来独往, 孤独, 寂寞, 独处有些超乎寻常的见解, 但是一篇<孤独地走向未来> 看的很不是滋味。从第一句话就对其他人的孤独加以评论, 为何他的孤独就不如你的孤独? 满书都是对世间的如此这般指点, 又不知他的见解出自何处? 为何打扮怪异的人都是孤僻的? 他们的打扮更是一种号召, 把愿意结识的人拢在身边, 不愿结识的人拒之门外, 不正是你<敲门>一篇最渴望的吗?
再说写女人, 好个'自知之明' 嘛。贾平凹笔下的女人一概先对长相百般指点, 某某样的女人一般都是长相平平, 某某样的女人就粗略与花做个对比, 从来不论才, 不谈思想, 所有主角, 谈天, 朋友, 作家等角色全以男性写出, 即使遇到才女 也是满脑子 "这样的女人怎么能写出这样的作品", 似乎不晓得怎么来把女性当人看。这种写作看得好不自在。
这本书最精彩的地方就是他形容自己生活。在实际叙述生活细节里他摆脱了那种指点的语调, 几篇形容父亲, 母亲, 大院的作品写得确实精彩。
书还没看完, 但是想法一堆, 恨不得抓住他评论一番, 不过仅能吐吐槽罢了。
*Edit 2021: Recently gave this book away and realized I was so mad at the time I only posted a review in Chinese. It is as follows:
"To love reading one must find the good in reading; for instance to know the breadth of sky and land, to know the hardships of humanity, to be aware of one's own behaviour and biases, to premonite what's to come, to not be distraught by suffering, to not be inflated by praise". Such noble words, but you cannot see his "to not be distraught by suffering, to not be inflated by praise" in his work. Quite the opposite, I found him to be egotistical and self-centred. In his essay "Waiting" he boasts about small victories where he outsmarts, and repeatedly outlines the downsides of going into politics or getting rich, as if comforting himself more than anything. I initially thought this book "Walk Alone Freely" would have some unique insights into loneliness, being alone, and being solitary, but the essay " Walking Alone Towards the Future" left a bad taste in my mouth. From the first sentence he is pointing fingers and critiquing the lonesomeness of others. Why is their loneliness inferior to yours? The entire book is like this, him on a high horse criticizing every decision made by others, but not justifying WHY his opinions are such. Why do you consider everyone who dresses different from you and dye their hair to be "withdrawn from society" in a very negatively connotated way? The way they dress is a signal to bring the accepting social group closer, and to avoid interacting with judgmental passersby. Is this not the EXACT point you were trying to make in your essay "Knocking"?
And the way he writes about women! He is not aware of himself and his own biases. Any woman that passes under his pen must initially receive his critique as to what you look and dress like. "women who are like this are usually average looking at best. Women who are like this are *insert lazy flower comparison here*". He never once thinks about a woman's talent, thoughts, or opinions. All the main characters he is conversing with, sitting with, friends with, are all male. Even when he meets a talented woman, he writes "how can such a woman produce such a great work" as if beauty is conflicting with thought or talent. It seems like he has trouble seeing women as people, and the whole time made me extremely uncomfortable.
The best parts of this book were when he described his own life. When he is deep in the mires of daily ennui, he sheds that irritating judgmental tone. The few essays where he describes his father, mother, and living in a large courtyard were written vibrantly and with great flair.
I cannot finish this book, and I have so many thoughts. I want to grab this man by the collar and point out his inconsistencies one by one, but alas, I can only sit here and take him apart in a review he'll never read. Such is life.
January 10, 2021
Liked the first two chapters.
December 26, 2017
When it comes to prose, Jia has to be one of the masters. He writes just exactly what he likes and believes. He never lets the outside world invade him though there are a bunch of stuff being just so temptating and intrusive and invasive. It could be tricky sometimes when you need to stay peaceful.
November 3, 2023
The author’s sense of humor and brutal honest often crack me up and lighten my mood when I had a down time.
August 4, 2020
贾平凹，我以前没有看过他的书。那天我在机场书店，坐上了那班飞机，我就会再次离父母和故乡越来越远。买下这本书，是因为自在，独行这本书名，还有封面上那句写给每个孤独的行路人。好像是净空法师说过，我们追寻的不是自由，因为自由隐含着被禁锢，我们要的是自在。不管在哪里，或者发生了什么，都有着自在的心境，怡然自得。
慢慢把这本散文集看完了，好像是和贾平凹一起静静地喝了一次茶。谈万物情怀，谈人世悲喜，谈生与死，谈孤独，谈读书。谈杭州的寺庙，谈小桃树，谈故乡。
贾平凹是陕西人，西安我去过两次，印象深刻的是那古朴的城墙，还有回民小吃街里面卖麻酱凉皮的女子。贾平凹在这本书里写秦腔，写黄土高原，五味巷。。。跟随着他在这片大地上行走，想起艾青说，为什么我的眼里常含泪水，因为我对这土地爱的深沉。
我离开故乡成都已经十多年了，有人说，谁此时告别故乡，谁就将永远流浪。明明问我，你去过太古里吗？高大上啊。我说，没去过，回成都每次都迷路了呢。明明：都没有记忆力里成都的感觉了，那些沿街的梧桐树和梧桐树下面各色的小卖部和茶楼。我也一样，每一次回成都，望着林立的高楼还有那万家灯火，我都无所适从。我也找不到那些法国梧桐，还有人声嘈杂的茶馆。我还找不到和外婆一起买菜的菜场，找不到我整个暑假都泡在里面的游泳池，还有那些伴随着我午睡的讨厌的蝉鸣。我找不到川大的小卖部，找不到美领馆旁边的好又多，找不到走过一万次的好朋友的家，她已经全家移民去澳大利亚了。。。老爸说，这你认识不，以前的玉林，奶奶家啊？这你总认识吧，成都军区啊。我木然地睁大眼睛看着窗外，眼前的一切都充满了陌生感。十几年前我激动雀跃地离开家乡，奔向人生新的篇章，没有回头，却不知，那一别，即是万水千山。
或许这就是命运吧，就算一切重来，我还是会选择上路，选择用自己的眼睛去看世界，用自己的双脚一步步前行。自在，独行，我读完了这本写给我的书。
慢慢把这本散文集看完了，好像是和贾平凹一起静静地喝了一次茶。谈万物情怀，谈人世悲喜，谈生与死，谈孤独，谈读书。谈杭州的寺庙，谈小桃树，谈故乡。
贾平凹是陕西人，西安我去过两次，印象深刻的是那古朴的城墙，还有回民小吃街里面卖麻酱凉皮的女子。贾平凹在这本书里写秦腔，写黄土高原，五味巷。。。跟随着他在这片大地上行走，想起艾青说，为什么我的眼里常含泪水，因为我对这土地爱的深沉。
我离开故乡成都已经十多年了，有人说，谁此时告别故乡，谁就将永远流浪。明明问我，你去过太古里吗？高大上啊。我说，没去过，回成都每次都迷路了呢。明明：都没有记忆力里成都的感觉了，那些沿街的梧桐树和梧桐树下面各色的小卖部和茶楼。我也一样，每一次回成都，望着林立的高楼还有那万家灯火，我都无所适从。我也找不到那些法国梧桐，还有人声嘈杂的茶馆。我还找不到和外婆一起买菜的菜场，找不到我整个暑假都泡在里面的游泳池，还有那些伴随着我午睡的讨厌的蝉鸣。我找不到川大的小卖部，找不到美领馆旁边的好又多，找不到走过一万次的好朋友的家，她已经全家移民去澳大利亚了。。。老爸说，这你认识不，以前的玉林，奶奶家啊？这你总认识吧，成都军区啊。我木然地睁大眼睛看着窗外，眼前的一切都充满了陌生感。十几年前我激动雀跃地离开家乡，奔向人生新的篇章，没有回头，却不知，那一别，即是万水千山。
或许这就是命运吧，就算一切重来，我还是会选择上路，选择用自己的眼睛去看世界，用自己的双脚一步步前行。自在，独行，我读完了这本写给我的书。
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