"May someone accompany you upside down, and if not, may you be your own sun." --Lu Sihao
Life sometimes brings a burst of hardship untimely, perhaps birth is a tragic encounter, and on top of this, in addition to bearing, it will add a sense of misery. At this time, if there is no one to fight with you, you have to do your best to become your own sun, both to warm your hurt soul and illuminate the confused dark road ahead.
In Zhang Leping's pen, in 1935, the comic "The Story of Sanmao" was already published, and after the victory of the War of Resistance, "Sanmao Wanderer" began to be serialized in the "Ta Kung Pao", and for a time Sanmao became a well-known star in Shanghai, and his story also attracted the hearts of countless people during the war.
Cartoons with tears in laughter, thin and short Sanmao as a newspaper seller, shoe polishing, apprenticeship... He has tried countless livelihoods that have allowed him to survive the wanderings of Shanghai, sent himself confidence in repeated failures, and used his own stories to bring a wake-up call to the world.
"Sanmao is a gift I give to children across the country. I hope that Sanmao will continue to have new stories to tell readers who love him and become a companion that children will never grow up to. Mr. Zhang Leping once said this when he created "The Wanderings of Sanmao".
Such a companion who will never grow up has amused children, touched teenagers, and awakened adults, and the story of holding cigarette cards has left everyone with eternal thinking in their hearts.
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In Shanghai at that time, collecting cigarette cards was also a job that could be exchanged for money, so many people wandering in Shanghai would collect some more distinctive cigarette cards in the streets and alleys, as long as they collected 108 cigarette cards, they could go directly to the store to exchange them.
The clever and resourceful Sanmao naturally will not give up such an opportunity that can bring wealth. At that time, even for an ordinary family that could make ends meet, collecting cigarette cards was already a not easy task, not to mention for Sanmao, a street child who was hungry and cold, and had eaten a lot of food.
For these 108 cigarette cards, Sanmao tried all his best, followed by the high-ranking officials and dignitaries who smoked cigarettes, hid in Tibet, and as soon as people lost their cigarette boxes, he immediately went to pick them up. Sanmao didn't do this once or twice, but every day, so much so that whenever Dan passed by him and looked at him hiding in hiding, people would say, "Look at that fatherless and motherless orphan who is picking up cigarette cards again." "
But fortunately, such persistent efforts still paid off, and Sanmao finally collected these 108 cigarette cards. Sanmao carefully opened the small box he regarded as a treasure, counting the 108 cigarette cards he had collected over and over again, his joy had already reached the top of his eyebrows, and even the three hairs in front of his forehead seemed to be much more active.
If life must have a run to be idle, then the last run of Sanmao's life is to go to the store owner to redeem the prize. Holding the treasures he had worked so hard to gather, Sanmao was cautious along the way, afraid of breaking them, but...
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When he arrived at the store, the boss looked at the ragged Sanmao, a little unbelievable, how could he collect 108 cigarette cards? Although he thought about it in his heart, he still opened the box brought by Sanmao, and everything inside made him stunned, and he couldn't help but look at Sanmao with surprise.
However, in the era when that person did not hesitate to do anything for his own benefit, this shop owner was naturally also a kind of profiteer who was bound to be compared, and he naturally would not give up such an opportunity when he looked at the good bully.
Ignoring Sanmao's expectant eyes, the boss said ruthlessly: "Your set of cards is already dilapidated, has no value, and cannot be exchanged." The indifference and ruthlessness on his face and even some disgust made Sanmao's heart instantly fall from the peak to the bottom of the valley.
Although the disappointed Sanmao felt unbelievable, his thin body did not have the strength to resist the boss. Silently accepting everything, he ended up receiving only a box of matches from the boss, what an ironic prize!
Long-held hopes were destroyed in an instant, and the ruthless black-hearted boss was excessively heinous. Although his face was ruthless and indifferent, the pride in his heart and the joy of taking advantage of him had long been revealed from the greedy afterglow of the corners of his eyes.
Such a black-hearted boss is not made out of nothing. In a life where most people live a life where they eat and don't eat, the shops in the city don't need repeat customers, so they don't need to be a trusted boss for the sake of fame. Looking at everything that is profitable has become an excuse for the black-hearted boss to ignore virtue.
And Sanmao, although in a moment he once understood that it is not easy for a person to work alone in this world, but in the next instant, he once again used an optimistic smile to give himself a shot of strength, plucked up enough courage to continue to move forward, and once again became his own sun.
How strong must it be to be able to fill such a thin body with so much courage?
The suffering and deep life of the people at the bottom is vividly displayed in the story of Sanmao, but Sanmao's optimism and strength are indeed unique in the spirit of the story.
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Before entering Shanghai, Sanmao specially ran to the small river and cleaned his black face, which may be a sense of ceremony for the new life, or perhaps a sense of ceremony that Zhang Leping gave to Sanmao.
In 1947, on a snowy night, Zhang Leping was walking the road, and he saw three small red faces in the distance.
On such a cold and windy night, they only put on a sack and gathered barefoot around a roasted potato stove to keep warm. While constantly stomping his feet, one of the children was still lying on the ground and blowing his cheeks to the stove, hoping that the sporadic small fire would not be extinguished.
Such a shocking scene made the poor painter extremely sad for a while, but there was nothing he could do. The life of no time for himself made it impossible for him to do some material help for the three children anymore, and Zhang Leping, who returned home with regrets, spent a long night.
The next morning, Zhang Leping, who passed the alley again, saw only one stray child, and the other two had been covered with grass mats, revealing only two pairs of frozen purple feet, and their lives were terminated on these two stray children. Zhang Leping suddenly lost his voice and cried bitterly, sadness hit his brain, he immediately decided that he wanted to draw the story of Sanmao wandering, these children are the prototype of Sanmao.
So there is the story of Sanmao wandering alone in Shanghai after his mother was killed by foreign bombers and his grandfather who took him in was killed by soldiers.
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The first three hairs were not a thin child with three handfuls of hair in front of his forehead, but a small bald head, which looked not only a little thin, but also a little monotonous. Later, after Zhang Leping's repeated deliberations, the image of three handfuls of hair instantly made the image of Sanmao more deeply rooted in people's hearts, and a vivid "Sanmao" jumped on the paper and entered the hearts of the public.
Inspiration suddenly, Zhang Leping fell in front of the case every moment of the day to create, accumulated fatigue and hardship, and suffered from lung disease. Later, even if he was coughing up blood while creating, Zhang Leping still insisted on creating everything about Sanmao's wandering.
"To paint Sanmao is to paint myself!"
At that time, every ordinary person's childhood was tragic, hunger and cold were a common thing, and at the same time of creation, Zhang Leping was also looking back on all the tragic experiences of his childhood.
Perhaps through such artistic expression, Zhang Leping hopes that the children of the new era can sympathize with Sanmao and be satisfied with all their own, and also hope that those who only care about their own selfish interests can give the world more love.
The image of a child with a strong personality and a sense of justice is a gift from Zhang Leping to the world, and the creed of living brightly after experiencing the hardships of life is also the core of all the stories of this comic. From two-dimensional to three-dimensional, the image of Sanmao is becoming clearer and clearer, the story of Sanmao is becoming more and more catchy, and the spirit of Sanmao is becoming more and more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
Such a work is an incomparably great, highly realistic reflection that allows everyone to think differently at different ages. And Sanmao's kindness and compassion are the spirit that everyone has to learn all their lives.
Now, this Sanmao, who carries the childhood memories of Chinese teenagers, has entered the world stage, three curly hair, round eyes, a high upturned nose and a clever head, and sanmao's story has won the honor of the Cultural Heritage Award at the 42nd Angoulême International Comic Festival in France.
Now the story of Sanmao does not belong to China, but to the world, and Sanmao's trip abroad has also been loved and respected by the people of all countries.
Just two years ago, the deceased Zhang Leping also received the "Special Honorary Award" from the World Wordless Book Award. Human emotions are common, strong and optimistic everything is the most touching existence, no need for too many words to describe, everything in the picture is the best display, Sanmao's every move is also everyone's concern.
DeMaoyong also said: "Whoever smiles shows that he still has the courage and strength to live." "Yes, so after every blow of tribulation, Sanmao will still laugh a little, continue to be his own sun, not afraid of all suffering, even if it is all the deception and blow of the unbelievable boss, he will continue the next life."
After all, no one knows whether tomorrow's sun will rise to a new height, and tomorrow's world will be brighter. Only by still smiling and greeting can you see everything you want to see with joy.