Editor's note: The 11th National Congress of the China Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the 10th National Congress of the China Writers Association were held in Beijing from December 14 to 17, and the representatives of the vast number of literary and art workers focused on the in-depth implementation of the important spirit of General Secretary Xi Jinping's series of expositions on literary and artistic work, and discussed a new chapter in the prosperity of socialist cultural undertakings in the new era. More than 100 representatives of writers and artists from Shanghai attended the grand event, and we invited Fu Yuehui, the youngest representative of the Shanghai writers delegation, to record what he saw, heard and thought about his first meeting in Beijing.
Let's go. The car did not go far, I saw the Great Hall of the People not far to the left, and then looked at the right, Tiananmen Square was on the side. The daylight was good, and everyone took out their mobile phones and took pictures through the window glass.
The bus stops in front of the Great Hall of the People. From time to time, I met acquaintances, everyone chatted a few words and walked away, and they were recognized by other acquaintances. I saw a middle-aged man chatting with Teacher Zheng Tiwu, and I said you are a happy teacher, right? He looked at my representative card and said are you Fu Yuehui? I said yes, thank you for sending me World Literature. ——Just at the beginning of this year, Happy Teacher sent WeChat to ask me for an address, saying that he wanted to send me the "World Literature" edited by him. Since then, since the beginning of this year, I have received a steady stream of World Literature magazines, and I have received five issues so far. World Literature is exquisitely done, not like a large-scale magazine, but a book, which is an important window for me to understand world literature. We haven't seen each other yet, and The happy teacher said that our first meeting was in the Great Hall of the People.
Separated from Happy Teacher, he met Fang Wei again. Fang Wei wears a formal dress, I am not wearing a formal dress, but it is still formal. Zhu Wenying on the side wore a pair of blue thin-legged jeans. She said that she had been here three times, that this was the people's synagogue, and that we should be as natural as we were home. We all felt she was right.
Serious, it's true, but so is the lightness and warmth. In fact, I feel more relaxed and enthusiastic. Before the meeting, everyone was chatting, taking pictures, and when the meeting was quiet, listening, and remembering. I also took notes, and at the end of the general secretary's speech, I heard a poem from Li Bai's youth, "Dapeng rises with the same wind one day and rises to ninety thousand miles." Just two sentences, it is enough to see the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty. Then Li Bai traveled the world, Huai Cai did not meet, through war, these experiences are also projected into his poems. Du Fu, who was eleven years younger than him, also wrote such heroic sentences as "He will be the top of the mountain and overlook the mountains" when he was young, and when the era of drastic changes came to him, his poetry also changed greatly, just as Mr. Lu Xun said a thousand years later, "Endless distances, countless people, are related to me." ”
To write in a study, but also to write in the world, but also to write among the people. I think this is the only way for writing to go to the grand realm.
Coming out of the Great Hall, I stood in the middle of the square and looked at Tiananmen Square. Tiananmen, who is more than six hundred years old, sees how much the history of this nation is changing, and Tiananmen seems to be looking at me.
era. people. These two words, which have just echoed frequently in the Great Hall of the People, are also in the memory of Tiananmen For more than 600 years.
Fu Yuehui and Zhong Hongming, deputy editor-in-chief of Harvest