[Prayer] # Famous writer Zhang Jie died in the United States #
Text/Li Haitang/Wings are no longer heavy/
When I was in school, I met Teacher Zhang Jie once in the Current Literature Museum, if I called Teacher TieNing Aunt, then Teacher Zhang Jie should be called Grandma, in fact, Grandma Zhang's age is not large, but in the hearts of our generation, it is the same existence as "Grandma".
[Rose] I myself in the theory of modern and contemporary literature is to learn the group, learn classical poetry is to learn the elegance, the main Zong Wang Hong, so can not contact the "scars", but "heavy wings" is still compulsory, today's headlines on the cultural people too much, I do not appear, not long talk, I have been more than 40 years now, remember the end of "Digging Cabbage":
[Rose] I went into town. Occasionally, in the large vegetable market, you can also see artificially cultivated cabbage for sale. Grow fat and big, always half a foot long, washed clean, watery. A small tie, a small za, neatly placed on the vegetable stall, the price is not expensive. But I still miss the cabbage that grows in the field, just like I miss the old friends who have shared my troubles.
[Rose] This passage is the best interpretation of "Scar Literature", and the second handshake that is everywhere in life may be condensed in this song "Angel's Wings".
[Rose] "Angel's Wings" / Xu Yuteng /
Where are the fallen leaves going with the wind?
Only one beautiful scene is left for the sky
A figure that had flown
Like the wings of an angel
Scratch through my happy past
Love has come to places where it has come
Yi Xi kept the fragrance of yesterday
That familiar warmth
Scratched my boundless heartbreak
Believe you're still here
Never left
My love is like an angel guarding you
If life goes so far
There has been no me since
I will find an angel to love you for me
love
[Rose]