Chinese Writers

I read "War Trash" by Ha Jin. Penitential, sadismele, play puppet of those who have weapons and those who are its object, are given objective, realistic, war is indeed horrible, but bearable, but is spread over all misty blanket conclusion:'s absurdity. Epistolary narrative is smooth-flowing and you definitely do not front, never see one foot bare and the greedy American nurse to learn Chinese, a platonic relationship and a pen-memory encroached on parting. Consequences, hard, harsh conditions rendered translucent as I said, quietly resigned.