Stand pile in the spring
Chen Huifang
In the form of flower fist embroidered legs,
Spring has begun.
But don't look away.
After staying up for so long in the spring,
Not a cream boy, not a girl.
This is a martial arts master with profound internal skills.
Hit all over the world, hit out thousands of purples and thousands of reds.
The yellowish weeds, tiptoeing up.
The tree shaved its head, and little by little it flourished its hairstyle.
From Shaoshan to Qingxi Village,
From Eighteen Caves to Sandbank Village,
Spring comes along the ancient road,
Spring follows a new path.
Birdsong that are awakened, with a singing voice like snow.
The dead and the people who rushed to the exam are also whispering.
Like the cold of spring,
Just an episode of spring.
There are also naughty children who steal their sister's lipstick,
Applied to the swaying branches.
Spring thunder rolls rings in the sky.
After interlocking,
Wonderful chapters, composed by mountains and rivers,
I kept flipping through it by myself.
【Creation Talk】
Since entering the Chinese Department of Xiangtan University in 1980, he has written poems for more than 40 years, and there is no sign of stagnation. Although, people write old, hair writes white.
Someone once asked me: Why is it that I keep writing and have such a high motivation? I answered two words: hobbies. Hobby is an interest, a self-realization, and a kind of enjoyment. No one asked me to write, and no one asked me to write so much. I come by nature. If you have a feeling, write it. Write nine chapters, but also write short poems. A poem, long or short, can continue at any time, and may end at any time. There are hundreds of lines, dozens of lines, lines of poetry. Short poems are practiced, sensitivity is maintained, and all are prepared for writing nine chapters. The poetry circles called me "Mr. Nine Chapters" or "Chen Jiuzhang", and I gladly accepted it.
In 1987, it was also a spring. I led the formation of the New Vernacular Poetry School with two poets, which came to be known as the "Troika". We have a proposition called "inheriting the national bloodline and shaping the spiritual homeland.".
I've been living up to that. The poetry collection "Mr. Nine Chapters" and "Changsha Poetry Map" are the products. I've also been rejecting the "fake big empty" stuff. I think poetry must have roots, it must have a soul, it must have humanistic history and human fireworks.
I am convinced that time is the filter.
Author Affilications:Hunan Daily