Generations of young people have read Bingxin's books and learned love: love for the stars, love for the sea, love for the motherland, love for all beautiful things. I hope that young people will read a little bit of ice heart books and have a sincere heart of love. - Barkin
Today, February 28, 2022, is the death day of Mr. Bing xin (1900-1999).
Quietly, the Ice Heart Old Man has been away from us for 23 years.
This morning, the two disciples sent WeChat from the southernmost and northernmost parts of China, one of which was a video, which was the memory of Wu Qing, the daughter of Bingxin: In 1947, when she was nine and a half years old, she saw a photo of the Nanjing Massacre in the "History of Japanese Militarism Invading China", and she was particularly angry, so I organized my children, rode on bicycles, and when I saw Japanese children, I chased them and frightened them. Bing Xin found out and asked, "Little sister, what are you going to do?" Their parents may have been killed or sent to prison by Japanese militarism because of the war. How can you do that? Wu Qing said: "Later, I changed, and I knew that I would always draw a line between the people and the government." No government in this world can represent its people 100 percent. ”
I know that the disciples have a point of view, and it is not unrelated to Russia's fight against Ukraine.
What the author thinks of is: the disciples all remember bingxin, how good.
On February 28, 1999, Mr. Bing Xin, who had lived alone for 15 years, passed away at the age of 99. After the crane, the couple were buried together, and the urn was written in parallel: Jiangyin Wu Wenzao, Changle Xie Wanying.
When I learned that Mr. Bingxin, who was the same age as the century, had left, I was silently sad, but I was not too surprised. My father, my students and daughters were all "little readers" of Mr. Bingxin, who was "full of tenderness, a little sorrow, and a desire to talk and stay", how could she go far?
The year before, the author compiled the pamphlet "Humanistic Zhanjiang", and the appendix specifically included the proofreading of Bingxin's long essay "Ten Days of Zhanjiang", word by word, as if seeing bingxin's figure in Zhanjiang in 1961.
Yes, I would like to use Barkin's words as a title and inscription. The reason is not only because the two are in love with each other, but also because if Ba Jin is another "national soul" who has tried to judge himself after Lu Xun; then Mr. Bingxin is the generous mother of generations of literary youth.
From the twinkling stars and crystal clear spring water of Bingxin's pen, we find a major theme in the philosophy of life: human beings are seeking a spiritual home. However, Bing Xin is not only an essayist, but also a "poetic chemist" who has studied both Chinese and Western. In her later years, she stood tall in the literary world as an essayist who worried about the country and the people.
Therefore, as a citizen of the country of writing, the author's memorial is still to re-read mr. Li's words and pass them on to readers and disciples.
Bing Xin later said: "I can write things in my life as sweet, sour, bitter and spicy." Sweet, that is, "Send a Little Reader", was written entirely in a child's mood, and later wrote something sour. When it was bitter, I wrote less, and now I write spicy things. Then, we follow her "sweet, sour, bitter and spicy" words and seek the writer's heart. Look at what the century old man has been "writing" all his life——
The Creator -/ If in eternal life / Only one promise of bliss is allowed / I will ask sincerely: / "I am in the arms of my mother, / My mother is in the boat, / The boat is in the sea of the moon." (Bingxin: "Spring Water" 1O5)
This is the ice heart of the 20s.
"There is no home in this life, and peace of mind is the place to go." Where are the reefs that can hold up a peaceful sleep? Where is the warm embrace of the spiritual mother? In the face of the vast universe, dare to ask where the road is? Heidegger's "nostalgia" of modern people has been painfully experienced by young Bing, and her small poems often indicate her pursuit and destination. The sweet overlap of maternal love, childlike heart and nature provides a place for the soul of the ice heart and for future generations. Seventy years later, the reason why the ordinary song "Always Go Home to See" has aroused tears in the city and the countryside is also that "unchanging human nature" is not nothing.
That night the sky was a dense mess of stars/tree-headed perchs with two delicate birds. / The South Wind teasingly next to my cheek, / "That's it, you actually said that!" (Bingxin: "One Sentence")
This is the ice heart of the 30s.
"One Sentence" 4416 sentences, "architectural beauty", "musical beauty" seems to smell a lot, and melancholy and implication are not less than Xu Zhimo. Not without drama, the poem was saved and sent back to the mainland by Bingxin's friend, Mr. Liang Shiqiu. In Boston that year, international students performed "Pipa", Liang played Cai Zhonglang, and Bing Xin played Zhao Wuniang. Xu Dishan wrote a letter from England and joked: "Shi Qiu is really blessed, and first became a concubine on the stage." When we held aloft the Red Book during the Cultural Revolution and cursed the "lack of running dogs of capitalists who lost their families", where would we know that Liang Shiqiu's will was almost identical to Lu Xun's seven wills?
"Listening to the roaring wind outside the window, in the warm quilt, how many can sleep?" Look at the trembling poor people on the side of the road, how many of them can eat enough at a rich feast? (Bing Xin: "New Year's Greetings")
This is the ice heart of the 40s.
Although the compassionate and delicate love is as good as ever, the "sweet" taste is gone. Hunger everywhere made Bingxin jump on the paper with bitterness. Only in this way is the ice heart. However, human hearts are often difficult to communicate, and some people's hearts are as hard as ever, both in the past and in the present. Just when Bingxin was facing the hungry and cold poor people, the people who saved money and thrift, and the grassroots brothers who were burdened with all kinds of hardships, the high-powered golden retrievers in the ancient city of Jinling were still able to eat and sleep, and they also had to spend ten thousand gold to eat and sleep in exchange for their aunts. Everything that the wine green light red hides and cannot cover up, and the kind ice heart only glimpses a corner. However, even this corner has made Mr. Bingxin worried and angry all his life.
"If Wu Wenzao is a rightist, then I am also a rightist." "Almost all of my friends are rightists." "My heart is getting calmer day by day. It turns out that being classified as a rightist is not a shameful thing in the eyes of clear-eyed people! (Bing Xin: "My Wife - Wu Wenzao")
This is the ice heart of the 50s.
Look at the titles of Mr. Bingxin's articles from after liberation to before the "Cultural Revolution": "We have no winter here", "The Voice of Beijing", "Remembering the Happiness Ditch", "Entering the Great Hall of the People", "Celebrating in the Whole Heaven", "Our Hearts Fly Forward Like Ten Thousand Rockets", "Great Labor", "Lofty Ideals"... Imagine, a woman who is sincere and full of childlike love, lives to the age of 60, and suddenly falls into a world where her child's heart can no longer be compatible, how can she accept it?
Professor Wu Wenzao, his wife, complained bitterly and confusedly: "If I am anti-party and anti-socialist, and if I go abroad to fight against it, why should I go to great lengths to return to the motherland in the name of going to the United States to oppose it?" I think that as the only listener, I am afraid that I have become a confused "little reader" at that moment. - Woohoo! The "Book of Heaven with Words" of the "Anti-Rightist Struggle" Oh!
"I have followed Chairman Mao's instructions to 'five not be afraid': not afraid of killing the head, not afraid of going to jail, not afraid of divorce. I am not a member of the Party and cannot be expelled from the Party. He was also not an official, and had no office to remove. (Lin Gu: "Ice Heart in the Eyes of Relatives")
This is the ice heart of the 60s.
In the early 1930s, perhaps Bing Xin thought that "death is separated from life, generations of sadness and loss of motherhood; taking joy and laughing, raising the family and crying for the New Year" is the most painful thing in the world. Unexpectedly, after the "red" years of "song and swallow dance", there was also the pain of kneeling in front of the house for several hours every day and witnessing the Red Guards raiding the house. "Oh Mother! You are the lotus leaf, I am the red lotus. The rain in my heart is coming, besides you, who is my shadow under the unobstructed sky? The President of the Republic, who holds up the Constitution calling for human rights, is still being dragged barefoot into a crematorium, and how many mothers can shelter their poor children? From the beginning of the Cultural Revolution in 1966, she did not publish a single word in the next six years, and by 1972 and 1973, she had only three or two short articles in the Hong Kong Ta Kung Pao. This almost nothingness is a culture in the great catastrophe and a cultural person at a time of great flowers.
"When I met with American and Japanese friends and overseas Chinese and ethnic Chinese who returned to China to visit their relatives, they always asked Mr. Lao She very concernedly. What else can I say except, with tears in my eyes: 'Mr. Lao She passed away in August 1966'? (Bing Xin: "Remembering Mr. Lao She")
This is the ice heart of the 70s.
The stoic and flexible nature of women has helped Bingxin. She walked silently with an ancient people through the long winter. As "righteous qi circling between heaven and earth", Bing Xin and Lao She rebel against inhuman despotism in different ways, which is the "suffering" of "having nothing to say" or "groaning and lowering your eyebrows and writing without writing". This is also the reason why the old man of Bingxin has shifted from "sweet" to "spicy". I thought of Sun Li, Liushahe, Shao Yanxiang... More than one poet has become an essayist, which is also a rather considerable landscape of 20th-century Chinese literature. In 1974, three years after Bingxin left the Xiangyanghu Wuqi Cadre School in Xianning, the author who joined the army arrived there and witnessed the performance of the cultural people who "changed the world" (such as the brick house they built themselves) and the traces of being transformed (such as the "Notes on the Experience" on the wall), and also understood the reason why Bingxin turned "spicy".
You don't want to "Qinggao" anymore, "Qinggao" can't eat food, "Qinggao" can't wear clothes, "Qinggao" can't cure your mother's illness! ...... Is everything really good, but reading is low? In the face of two children, my heart was filled with strange tastes. (Bingxin: "Everything is the best product")
This is the ice heart of the 80s.
"He who knows me is worried about me. Those who do not know me, what do I ask for? An old man of about 90 years old, while shouting loudly about the status of teachers to "rise from the light and descend from the dark", while facing the "deviant" wordless exhortations of his children and grandchildren; on the one hand, he urged the people of the world to keep the "three immortals" of meritorious service and virtue, and on the other hand, he witnessed the great inequality between the rich and the poor and was worried. Bing Xin once collected Gong Zizhen's poems: "Martyrs should learn the Tao in their twilight years, and the ancients fled to Zen when they were old", but she turned around and returned to the years of "problem novels". She copied Lin Zexu's famous sentence for her daughter, who was a deputy to the National People's Congress: "If the country lives and dies by profit, it is better to avoid it because of misfortune." She and her wife not only "can't get rid of their love for students", but also can't get rid of their hearts for the national economy and people's livelihood.
"After all, I am a person in my 90s, and I may suddenly die one day, and confucius, the Most Holy Prophet, said: 'Since ancient times, there has been death.'" I am now learning Tao Yuanming's words without any worries, 'Talk about multiplication to the end, and Lefu's destiny is back to doubt'." (Bingxin: "I Never Felt "Old")
This is the ice heart of the 90s.
It is not difficult for old readers and young readers to find that the words of this century old man are changing day by day, and they are completely devoid of the ethereal spirit of "stars and spring water".
She said she wished she could "be confused" so that she could "be less 'sensitive and excited' about many of the things in front of her." Regrettable but fortunately, "nothing is as solid as a minister's brain". She opened a column on Wen Wei Po entitled "Write When You Think", and continued to praise love and shout for education. She donated all 90,000 yuan of the manuscript fee of "The Complete Works of Bingxin" to the China Rural Women's Education and Development Foundation. Shortly before her death, when she learned of the 1998 flood, she immediately donated 2,000 yuan, and later learned that the disaster was serious, and donated another 10,000 yuan to the disaster area. In her will, she said that all the manuscript fees and royalties would be donated to the Museum of Modern Literature and the Hope Project.
Mr. Bing Xin not only remembers "Return to Xi Ci", not only collects Gong Ding'an's poems, not only talks about the speech of "Poets and Politics", but also writes a large number of poems related to the word "Wan" in one breath until he was 88 years old: "The independent middle stream is noisy day and night, and Wanshan is speechless to see the banana mountain", "300,000 people in moraine, looking back at the middle of the month for a while." "Where to find all kinds of warmth, escape zen on the pillow, but remember in your heart"... Looking at the current "cultural prose", how many people can have such knowledge?
Bingxin's will said: I have quietly come to this world, and I am willing to leave quietly.
The author thinks of Xu Zhimo's poem: Quiet is the parting of the sheng.
Ice Heart is chanting quietly, forever in silence.
Comrade Wen Jiabao said: "When the old man Bingxin died, I rushed to the Beijing Hospital at night to bid a final farewell to the old man, and her daughter took out a notebook for me to sign. I have great respect for the old man and love her work. She is a person with a wind and bone, and at the same time a loving and affectionate person. (People's Daily, November 29, 2006) Today, on a late night with a light rain on the occasion of mr. Bingxin's death, reading, chewing, and recalling the deep and shallow words of the old man for seventy years, I don't know why, my chest has sounded again and again in the Kazakh folk song "A Lovely Rose" - the simplicity, brightness, sincerity and length of the musical melody, just like the wise and kind Mr. Bingxin.
When Bingxin left, the writers who were attending the Fifth Plenary Session of the Chinese Writers Association bid farewell to the old man, and each of them held a red rose in his hand and bowed three times to the old man Bingxin. In her later years, Mr. Bingxin was particularly fond of roses, saying: "Because she has hard thorns, the strong and light fragrance cannot hide her unique wind bones." ”
Ba Jin said to Sister Bingxin, "There you are, and the lights are on." ”
I said: The name of the ice heart is there, the lights are on, and you are always there.
Song Limin was in Bauhinia Garden, Guangdong Vocational College of Arts and Sciences on February 28, 2022