Someone once asked Wang Zengqi: What should the structure of the article be? Wang Zengqi replied: Casually.
Wang Zengqi's "casual" is a kind of casual rigor, fresh and elegant, carefully laid out a kind of simple nature, just like a pianist, every time the light stroke is slow, the fingertips will flow out of a clear spring, meandering, meandering. Just like "Ordination", just like "The Chronicle of the Great Nao".
In 1937, Wang Zengqi escaped the war and lived in a small village nunnery for half a year, and what he saw and heard at that time later achieved "Ordination". "The Chronicle of Da Nao" is a classic work completed by Wang Zengqi's two stories that happened in his hometown, knife and axe, rearrange and combine, through artistic processing, and in the ink splash.
When I was in elementary school, I heard that a tinsmith was killed by the security team because he was good to the "people" of the security team soldiers, and later rescued him with urine alkali, and later, the tinsmiths paraded in the streets. All of this left a deep impression on me and made me yearn for it. ......
Another story is that a sedan on the street of Wang Zengqi's family, who was sick and could not do things, his wife changed her usual laziness and sluggishness, became a porter, and used her weak shoulders to pick up the burden of life. Wang Zengqi was amazed at her change. It was "that little yearning and that little surprise" that prompted Wang Zengqi to write "The Chronicle of Da Nao" many years later.
Jia Pingwa commented that Wang Zengqi was "a fox who cultivated into an old master." Cultivating into a jing is already shocking, not to mention the "old jing"! I believe that as long as anyone who has read Wang Zengqi's works has seen his style of controlling words. It is a kind of text without layers of mountains, no peaks protruding, and no dazzling words, which is such a bland text, but it explains what is beautiful, what is wonderful, what is still water flowing deeply.
Wang Zengqi praised himself as "a Chinese-style lyrical humanist." "The Chronicle of Da Nao" can be said to be an American novel, with the beauty of prose to spread out the love story to be told in the novel, in a calm and elegant way, taste the connotation contained in the text; in the simplicity, write about the beauty of love, as well as the beauty of human nature.
The dynamic beauty of words
Wang Zengqi was a proud disciple of Shen Congwen, and his literary style was also a consistent and elegant and timeless style, which seemed to be more than Shen Congwen. Wang Zengqi in "The Chronicle of Da Nao", resembling a senior tour guide, leisurely strolling, from the outside and inside, let people enjoy the vast water of Da Nao, the scenery of the four seasons of Da Nao, and the simple folk style of Da Nao.
Da Nao refers to this piece of water, but also to the land at the water's edge. This is the junction of the urban area and the countryside. From the steamship company to the south, through a deep alley, it is the East Street outside the North Gate. Sitting on the edge of the water, you can hear the hazy sound of the city in the distance, but everything here is different from the street. There is not a single shop here. The colors, sounds, smells and smells are different from those on the streets. The people here are different. Their lives, their customs, their standards of right and wrong, their concepts of ethics and morality are completely different from those in the streets who wear long clothes and read "Zi Yue".
In this open place, there are people from all directions, so that their "colors, sounds, smells are different from those in the street." This spreads out, and he is guiding the reader slowly into the story. Although the text does not catch the eye, does not whitewash, and does not render, it is like that that makes the reader want to stop and explore. Drinking lightly and slowly is always more tasteful and chewy than eating a big meal.
The next writer is even more bland in the strange peak.
Wang Zengqi wrote: Qiao Yun is fifteen years old, growing into a flower, and her figure and face are like her mother. Next is the description of the face, eyebrows, and eyes; she weaves nets outside the door, weaves straw mats, and "some teenagers pretend to have something to do, come and go", one light and one dark, one side of the description, a beautiful woman Qiaoyun, jumping on the paper.
When Qiao Yun's father had an accident and became crippled, Qiao Yun was involved, and those teenagers who had once loved Qiao Yun were discouraged. The boss of the Kang room, the second boss of the pulp room, and the third elder of the fresh goods store walked around from time to time, glancing at a slender figure sitting on a layer of fishing nets or sitting on a snow-white reed mat. Their eyes were still not lacking in admiration, but they were a little less eager. After a few words, the reality of human nature is broken up and presented to the reader." Reduced a little eagerness" to show that people are forced by the helplessness of life and stop moving forward. Living the moment well in real life is the most important thing. Attachment to the good has become a luxury.
Are the people of Da Nao like those teenagers, love makes way for life? The story that follows is moving.
Wang Zengqi developed a love affair between Qiao Yun and his eleventh son, but he was forced by the pressure of life, faced reality, and hesitated. An old woman who has been widowed for many years, and a crippled father who has to take care of.
Wang Zengqi wrote this:
When a kind adult passes by, he will think: These are really two Mandarin ducks, but they are not matched. One family has to recruit a pension son-in-law, and one family has to take over a daughter-in-law, and they can't get together. The two of them were just willing to sit in one place. They are all old, and their hearts are not nothing. It's just like a thin cloud, floating over, floating past, not raining.
The hardships of life will not let them go either.
"It doesn't rain" is poignant to read. This metaphor can be read by anyone who knows the words, and can deeply appreciate the ups and downs of this young lover. The roadblock of love is the polishing of life, and before there is not enough ability and reserves, love will hesitate. As some of us often say, love cannot be eaten as a meal. "Thin clouds, drifting over, drifting past, it doesn't rain." In a word, the entanglement, helplessness, and reluctance of the two people. Savor what kind of mood this is, and what kind of torture this is.
Leaving blank words is a common technique used by writers. Leave blank, leave the meaning endless, let you believe in the horse by the reins, even if the horse gallops, in short, the more you think about it, the more you can understand something.
The beauty of love painted in white
Many people will say that "The Chronicles of Da Nao" is just a simple love story, and how can there be so much to say? We know that there are thousands of love stories in the world, most of which are more tragic than the stories of Qiao Yun and the eleventh son, such as the story of Liang Shanbo Zhu Yingtai's butterfly double flight, but I am afraid that this is the only one that can be narrated in a plain and calm way and leave a deep impression on people.
We never lack stories, only the ability to tell stories. It is precisely that Wang Zengqi not only has the ability to tell stories, but also tells stories to the fullest, which makes people mesmerized and sighing.
When the love between Qiao Yun and Eleventh Son "does not rain", Wang Zengqi's pen is slightly oblique, and the story peaks and turns. Captain Liu of the security team quietly opened the door of Qiao Yun's house at night and forcibly occupied Qiao Yun. A teenage girl was forced, and Qiao Yun was unusually calm.
Qiao Yun broke her body, she did not shed tears, and she did not expect to jump into the water and drown. ...... What to do with a kitchen knife and kill him? Set fire to the Lianyang Temple? No way! She also has a crippled father. She sat sheepishly on the bed, her heart in a mess, and she remembered that it was time to get up and cook breakfast. She also had to tie the nets and weave the mats.
Reading this, people can't help but be heartbroken, Qiao Yun suffered humiliation, life will continue, no wonder people often say, life is not easy, death is more difficult. Qiao Yun belongs to the kind of person who can't afford to die, because she still has a crippled father who needs her care.
This sudden event made Qiao Yun make up his mind and resolutely be with eleven sons. She no longer lingered. Step by step, Wang Zengqi pushed the story of Qiao Yun and Eleven Sons to a climax.
Captain Liu felt that his face was dull, and he "cut a section in front of people." He was not content to lose to a small tinsmith. He led the security team to arrest Eleven sons in the cemetery behind the Taishan Temple, each with a stick, and beat him with his head covered in the face.
They want the little tinsmith to roll back to his hometown of Shaoxing and never come again; they want the little tinsmith not to enter the Door of the Huang Family and not to be beaten by Qiao Yun's body; they want the little tinsmith to snare and admit a mistake; the little tinsmith clenches his teeth tightly and does not speak. So the sticks, like the wind and rain, beat the little tinsmith to death.
Although the story does not have a sword and light sword shadow, this narrative makes the story reach a climax. When the old tinsmith led people to find the little tinsmith, the little tinsmith had only a hint of breath. He asked people to hurry up and get the urine alkali in the urinary bucket, he had experience, and the person who killed him could only be saved by drinking the urine alkali. Eleven zi teeth clenched, can not be poured into. Eleven sons thought that Liu Was the head of them, so he still gritted his teeth and could not compromise. When he heard Qiao Yun's gentle cry, he opened his eyes slightly. Qiao Yun poured a bowl of urine alkali soup into it.
At this point, Wang Zengqi came back with a stroke of genius and wrote:
Not knowing why, she tasted it herself
Qiao Yun himself also drank a mouthful of urine alkali soup, why is this?
Thinking deeply about the story, I had to admire the depth of Mr. Wang Zengqi's old man, and the sentence "I don't know why, she also tasted it herself", implicitly expressed the determination of Qiao Yun and the eleventh son to live and die. In Qiao Yun's heart, she was also a person who had died once, and now the life and death of the people who loved each other were uncertain, and the life and death were with her; what else did she have to take care of?
The beauty of love saves a life, and it is more than a bowl of urine alkali that can be saved. Will eleven's injuries be better? Yes. At the end, a "will" word sends the author's good wishes, and at the same time, it also represents the reader's voice.
Words imply the beauty of human nature
The whole novel seems to be writing a beautiful and tortuous love story, but in fact, when narrating the love story of Qiao Yun and Eleven, it prominently portrays the beauty of human nature. The story of Qiao Yun and Eleven Zi is like a fuse for setting off fireworks, and in the end it is the fireworks that are brilliant and colorful.
In the west of this place, there are small businessmen from all directions, selling purple radish, selling fengling, selling cooked lotus, as well as Baoying people who sell glasses, Hangzhou people who sell Tianzhu chopsticks, tin smiths of the Xinghua gang, kang houses, pulp houses, etc., almost all of which are three religions and nine streams.
People are scattered and mixed, and people's hearts often have no cohesion. But the tinsmiths of the Xinghua gang are very moralistic, they help each other, they do not cause trouble, and they are not afraid of things. The old tinsmith restrained them from gambling money, not drinking, and not smiling with women.
The so-called "no hippie smiley face with women", "especially do not have any hook-up with the girl and daughter-in-law of the east head". It naturally leads to the folk customs of the People of Da Nao Dongtou.
The east end is a low grass hut, where the people have been porters for generations, and men, women, adults, and children all eat on their shoulders. Their days are hard, and they gamble money in their spare time. The women, on the other hand, were open, laladish, acting like men, talking, cursing, and even in front of many people, stripping naked for a bowl of noodles, and jumping into the water to take a bath.
They are also more casual in the relationship between men and women, the girl gives birth to children at home, and the daughter-in-law "relies" on one in addition to the husband.
It is such a few people who have a bad atmosphere, some people who gather here from all directions in order to make a living, it is such a person who is struggling in poverty for the sake of life, it is such a person who is scattered, miscellaneous, and chaotic, and when the eleventh son was killed by Liu Haochang, and then rescued, dying, they resonated, and the goodness lurking in their hearts spewed out, forming a torrent of goodness.
More than 20 tin smiths carried more than 20 pairs of tin smith burdens and marched in the streets. The tinsmiths "petitioned" in front of the county government, forcing the government to compromise and negotiate the matter. The tinsmiths were represented by old tin smiths and two older tin smiths, as well as Huang Hailong (Qiao Yunda's brother) who represented the porters, Baoying people who sold glasses, and Hangzhou people who sold Tianzhu chopsticks.
In the face of the beating, the tinsmiths quickly counterattacked, and the support was given by representatives of all walks of life in Da Nao. The eleventh son who was injured in the Qiao Yun family was also treated with kindness.
Several big ladies and aunts in the east head killed the old hen who laid eggs and sent them to Qiao Yun.
The tinsmiths pooled their money, bought ginseng, and boiled ginseng soup.
Porters, tinsmiths, girls, daughters-in-law, and the river came to visit the eleventh son endlessly. They took out the enthusiasm and kindness that they usually did not often show in their hard and monotonous lives. They felt that what Eleven Zi and Qiao Yun had done was very appropriate, very right. DaShu produced such a pair of young people and made them feel proud. Everyone's hearts were joyful and warm, as if they were in the New Year.
The old hen who laid the eggs in the eldest mother-in-law's house was the family's bank, the only thing that supported the income of living money, and they killed the old hen fiercely, as if the courtesy was light and affectionate, but in fact, it was the only good thing they could come up with.
If the people in the west head are migratory birds, the people on the east head are the sparrows that live in the local community. These two groups of people, these two groups of people living at the bottom of society, when they encounter unfair things, when they encounter beautiful love being trampled on, the original goodness in their hearts is stimulated, and people share this feeling, and heaven shares this heart. Man's good nature is released again, for justice, for justice, for a suffering man's love.
[Written at the end]
"The Chronicles of the Great Nao" is a novel I have read more than a dozen times, and it is also the only time I have been deeply attracted by the elegant text. Savoring and reading this novel slowly, everywhere shows a kind of valley orchid fragrance.
Wang Zengqi misses his hometown, and the end of the complaint is like a babbling stream, warming people's hearts, and showing greatness in simplicity. Wang Zengqi always misses his hometown and misses his childhood Gao You. Undoubtedly, this nostalgia of his will be passed on for decades, hundreds, even thousands of years, and possibly more, but it is unknown.
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