Editor's Note
Ms. Fu Tianlin, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, the former vice president of the Chinese Poetry Society, the president of the Chongqing New Poetry Society, the honorary vice chairman of the Chongqing Writers Association, the cultural consultant of the Upstream News-Chongqing Evening News, and the famous poet, died in Chongqing at 11:03 on October 23, 2021 at the age of 76 due to ineffective medical treatment.
Fu Tianlin, born on January 24, 1945 in Zizhong County, Sichuan Province, graduated from Chongqing Electric Power Technical School in 1961 and was assigned to jinyun mountain farm. In the meantime, inspired by poetry and life, he began to try to write poetry. In 1981, she launched her debut poetry collection "Green Notes", entering the poetry world as an "orchard poet", which was a blockbuster and opened her brilliant and brilliant literary creation career.
"Poetry is destiny, writing poetry is writing experience, writing times, writing life." This is Fu Tianlin's poetic concept. The literary community also often evaluates his works as "sincere" and "clean".
Fu Tianlin has been engaged in literary creation for 60 years, and has published more than 20 poems, essays, and children's novels. His works have won the National Outstanding Poetry Award for Young and Middle-Aged People, the First National Outstanding Poetry Collection Award, the Second National Women's Literature Award, the People's Literature, Poetry Journal, Chinese Writers, Stars Excellent Poetry Award, Bingxin Children's Book Award, etc.
In 2010, Fu Tianlin won the Fifth Lu Xun Literature Award for her poetry collection "Lemon Leaves".
The death of Ms. Fu Tianlin is a major loss to the Chinese poetry circle and the Chongqing literary circle. The poets and poets were deeply saddened and wrote poems with tears in their hearts, remembering this motherly poet and mentor. Selected works are now featured to express our common grief.
The poet departs in late autumn
——To the teacher Fu Tianlin, whom I most admire
Tan Ping
You come against the wind
Rooted in barren land
Turn all encounters into fruit
Do you know?
Your lemon is yellow again
Illuminate the night sky for how many people
That kind of taste of the dead and the sour
It's an aftertaste
From the orchard to the sea
Your footprints travel thousands of miles
Homecoming
Your poems hang from the trees
You say: How nice
How so good
The wind blows
Every path leads to spring
on every leaf
All written with the address of the home
Dedicate your life
You use clean rainwater
Vivid and fragrant text
Dress up your Jinyun Mountain
Your Beibei
Along with the city where you live
So dazzling
It's so beautiful that people forget about the return date
Follow the temptations
You say there's not much truth to that
Good poetry is made of meat
Blood and tears congealed
A kind smile with a compassionate heart
Good nature
You let everyone see
What a good poet is
Season one arrives
The moon is full of poets
Today the sun is shining brightly and the fragrance of cinnamon is wafting
You say: You're leaving
Carrying a cage full of smoke
Hurry
(The author is vice president of Chongqing New Poetry Society)