Equivalent exchange

Lilyan 2022-03-25 09:01:16

The French girl in the colony is as tender as a morning peony, but she is not innocent at all. This year-end love is based on the older Chinese men's physical obsession with "Western" girls and the girls coveting Chinese men's money On top of the status, the article uses the method of stealing concepts to describe the breakthrough of "racial boundaries". However, the whole family of girls and girls from impoverished families can't be more detailed in depicting the "racial discrimination" that men are Chinese, not to mention The first time they met, they went up and down... This classic is just a glorified autobiography, which is acceptable as an erotic novel, but it was mistakenly turned into a "love classic"... … So beautiful, two stars for the camera and the actors

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Extended Reading
  • Hollie 2022-03-20 09:02:26

    Liang Jiahui’s butt is not necessarily worse than that of foreigners

  • Tressie 2022-03-14 14:12:26

    When I came in, I saw a comment saying that Liang Jiahui was wearing a white suit like a traitor, but he couldn't refute it. In his words...

The Lover quotes

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    Narrator: Years after the war, after the marriages, the children, the divorces, the books, he had come to Paris with his wife. He had phoned her. He was intimidated; his voice trembled, and with the trembling it had found the accent of China again. He knew she'd begun writing books. He had also heard about the younger brother's death. He had been sad for her. And then he had no more to tell her. And then he told her - he had told her that it was as before, that he still loved her, that he would never stop loving her, that he would love her until his death.

  • Narrator: "Now and then I go back to the house in Sadek. To the horror of the house in Sadek. It's an unbearable place. It's close to death. A place of violence of pain of despair, of dishonour... But it's in this family's dryness in it's incredible harshness that I am the most deeply assured in myself. In the deepest of my essential certainties, all common history of ruin and shame, of love and hate is in my flesh."