In the city, there's a fish that stares blankly.

Author: Dongfang Yue
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Publish Date: 2002-10-01
Features: Dongfang Yue is a very rare person. I don’t know where a beautiful girl came from with such wisdom and enlightenment. Those who share the same faith are different. To portray the current avant-garde "craziness" and the restless human hearts in the style of Feng Zikai, a master who pursued "emptiness and tranquility" in temperament, is not an easy task. I grew up in the mystical Jiangnan. Over 20 years ago, when I walked through the woods to school, I suddenly felt like I had become a fish. At that time, I read this book: "Aristotle’s Fables." Twenty years later, I stood in the bustling crowds of Beijing, holding a sealed small bottle in my hands. It was a living fish, one that humans kept alive but separated from eating, drinking, defecating, and even oxygen through chemical means. People say that this era is like water—it is in constant motion. In the flowing crowds, the fish in the bottle sank into a fantasy of a land where it needed to hunt for food, defecate, and swim, while I seemed more like a fish staring blankly. I always drew and wrote endlessly on paper, depicting this strange world I saw and another world that others couldn’t see. That’s why you see this book.