《第七天》是我所接触的余华的第一部著作。起初的阅读并不具有目的性和针对性,不过为那标着“七年磨一剑”“比《活着》更绝望,比《兄弟》更荒诞的故事”的封面所吸引,随手一翻罢了。然而生活总是充满着惊喜,这随手一翻竟带给我从未有过的思考。“浓雾弥漫之时,我走出了出租屋,在空虚混沌的城市里孑孓而行。我要去的地方名叫殡仪馆……我得到一个通知,让我早晨九点之前赶到殡仪馆,我的火化时间预约在九点半。”开篇风格立现,荒诞感迎面而来—— “The Seventh Day” is the first book I touched on by Yu Hua. The initial reading was not purposeful and pertinent, but was drawn to the cover of the book labeled “Seven Years of Grinding” more desperate than “Alive” and “more absurd than Brother” Flipping over easily. However, life is always full of surprises, which readily turned over to bring me never thought. “When the fog filled, I walked out of the rental house, in the empty chaos of the city lavished .I went to the place called the funeral parlor ... ... I got a notice, let me rush to the funeral hall before nine o’clock in the morning, I Cremation time appointment at half past nine. ”The opening style is now, a sense of absurdity came -