More than half of the bad life is a self-ironic, proverbial proverb of the author: Uncle Vuong Hong Sen; but according to him, until the end of his life, has not made a career, even with humble thoughts. Embarking on writing this book, Uncle Vuong at that time was at the age outside the Old Cross Hy (ie over 70 years old) now rare. That was in 1974, it was not until July 1978 that he continued to write the last page of this memoir More than half a bad life. This is a recollection of a culturalist, an old scholar, high understanding, with an extremely rich life and a scientific method of working - in a way, with evidence - for many years. be the Director of the Museum, mastered the craft of ancient collectors, taking notes on the main things he heard, saw, did and knew. Those are the ups and downs, "sadness, joy, suffering" repentance, self-questioning, "scattered, fragmented confessions about life and people" around him for more than half a century, At a time, he called "the instrument, cried, laughed together", "West rolled, the more Japan ran, to Mr. Ngo quickly like a kite to finish the string".
