Today, in the mountainous area of Tengxian County, Wuzhou, Guangxi, the search and rescue work carried out on the crashed passenger plane of China Eastern Airlines Flight MU5735 continued.
Officers and men from the fire and armed police forces of Guangxi, Guangdong, Yunnan and other provinces and civilian rescue teams have been rushing to the scene since the afternoon of March 21. According to the Guangxi Zhuang Autonomous Region Health Commission, 12 experts in severe illness, burns, orthopedic surgery, and trauma have been organized to go to Fujian County to carry out medical rescue. At the same time, the Wuzhou Municipal Health Commission has sent more than 80 medical personnel and 36 ambulances to the scene, set up rescue points at the scene, arranged first- and second-line rescue hospitals, set up fast tracks, and prepared blood and various rescue materials and equipment. More than 50 of the first batch of psychological experts from all over Guangxi are rushing to the scene.
According to CCTV news, in the core area of the crash, search and rescue personnel found the wreckage of the plane and the wallets, ID cards, bank cards and other personal belongings of the missing personnel, and the missing personnel have not yet been found. Among them, a piece of paper with the words "peace buckle" and other words attracted everyone's attention. Many netizens left a message saying that they couldn't stop seeing it instantly.
The rescue is not over, and I believe that everyone is praying that there will still be miracles happening. Today, movable type Jun shares with book friends the part of the poet Lan Lan explaining the poet's hemorrhoid strings in "Wake Up".
His poem "The Singing Board" contains mastery, compassion, pity and helplessness, and some hope for immortality. Such a spiritual temperament is Oriental, with significant Characteristics of Chinese Culture. He was particularly able to accurately grasp the most typical images of rural Henan, whether it was plants, buildings, utensils, crops or anything else, to write about his deep attachment, memories, love and sadness. ”
Poet of the Day, Poet of the First Generation - The Strings of the Sheb
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This article was originally published in Wake Up: A Poetry Lesson for Kitajima and Friends
In the history of human literature, there are some peculiar poets and writers who only write for a period of time and then do not write, but the works they leave behind have a great impact.
Today we introduce a poet who has only written poetry for fifteen years, but left behind quite a few classic poems, and Yu Guangzhong said that he is charming and mysterious, and it is difficult to analyze it with the triangular prism of commentary. Lin Huaimin, the modern dance master Lin Huaimin said: "It's terrible, you write like this, you don't know how many people you have harmed" to praise him, this he is the 90-year-old Mr. Hexian.
Xi Xian, whose real name is Wang Qinglin, was born in 1932 in Dongzhuang, Yangzhuangying Village, Luying Town, Nanyang, Henan. The Nanyang area is a basin, and there have been many famous figures in history, we are familiar with Sima Qian's Baili Xi recorded in the historical records, the great medical scientist Zhang Zhongjing, Zhang Heng who invented the ground motion instrument, and so on. The poet We talked about in the last issue, Mr. Zhou Mengdi, is also from Nanyang. Therefore, the accumulation of history and culture in Nanyang is very deep, and the cultural atmosphere of opera there is also very strong, as far as I know, there are Nanyang major tunes, Wanwu (Nanyang referred to as Wan), Yue tones and so on.
His father once studied at the Nanyang County Simple Normal School, and after graduation, he went to the local people's education center. When he recalled his childhood life, he said that his father moved the library to a bullock cart, and together with the handlebar style, he carried a cart of picture books to the village, and everywhere he went, the strings were responsible for beating the gong, and the children in the village ran over to see the picture books, and his own early enlightenment reading was done in this oxcart library. My father had high hopes for this intelligent child, and often said: My baby will be a bright corner of the literary world in the future.
In 1948, the 16-year-old Yan Xian was admitted to Yuheng United Middle School, but not long after, Nanyang was liberated and the Kuomintang army began to retreat. He Xian and his classmates followed the school and braved the heavy snow to evacuate to the Xiangyang area, where the hungry and cold students signed up for the Kuomintang army in order to eat enough. The famous documentary "They Write on the Island" series has an episode of The String, called "The Row of Songs", which recalls the last time he left home, saying that his mother also branded him with an oil cake and asked him to bring it, and he was still a little impatient. I thought it was just going to school, because I didn't expect to turn around and become a farewell. "The thirty-seventh year of the Republic of China, that is, November 4, 1948, was my saddest and most broken day. Forty-two years after he returned to his hometown, his parents had long since died. He said that he was a child at that time, and he did not understand the horrors of war at all, nor did he understand how the trick came, but when he reached middle age and old age, the more he thought about it, the more sad and sad he became.
After arriving in Taiwan without a picture of his parents but with a book of he qifang poems, first in the military camp, the soldiers who had just come to Taiwan were far away from their homeland and their future was confused, and some people actually hooked the trigger with their feet and swallowed the long gun into their mouths to commit suicide. The barracks were filled with a mood of decadence and despair. He hid in a corner by himself, pulled the erhu, and used the hoarse erhu to vent his thoughts about his hometown and relatives. Erhu, in the Henan dialect, is called "string", so when he later published poetry, he gave himself the pen name of "痖弦".
I was a fellow of Henan with Mr. Xiexian, I read his "Red Corn" in high school, and I liked it very much at that time, which had a lot to do with my growing up in the countryside, I was familiar with the life of rural farmers, and the situation described in the poem immediately touched me. But the heavy sorrow contained in this poem really cannot be truly understood until a certain age is reached.
The sheasper string is also a peculiar phenomenon in the history of new Chinese poetry. He began publishing his first poem" "I Am a Spoonful of Quiet Little Flowers" in 1951, and suddenly stopped writing poetry in 1967, and for almost fifteen years, only one book of poems was published.
Collected Poems of The Strings (by The Strings, Guangxi Normal University Press, 2016)
On the question of why he stopped writing poetry, he wrote in the preface in 1981: "The only thing in the world that can fight against time is probably only poetry for me." But how can such a thin pamphlet resist the torrent of time that is surging forward? He was full of uncertainty about whether he could write poetry again. At the same time, he believes that life is also poetry, "a poet of the day, a poet of the first life".
He said: "I am content with another form of spiritual indifference, acknowledging and contenting myself with the truth of poetry in life. "It's certainly a very rustic statement. In his conception, the poet refers not only to those who can write poetry, but also to those who are unruly, virtuous, and especially those who attach great importance to the word of righteousness. He has always believed that "refining words is not as good as refining sentences; refining sentences is not as good as refining meaning; refining meaning is not as good as refining people."
Walter Whitman's Blades of Grass (translated by Zhao Luorui, Jiangsu Phoenix Literature and Art Publishing House, 2020)
In addition, he himself likes that Whitman's life is a book of additions and deletions to the "Blade of Grass Collection", so he has also said, "This old man is enough, I want to learn from him, a book in a lifetime to the end." Such words.
There are often rural childlike children and childlike fun in the poems, but such innocence sometimes reminds the unpredictability of life behind all this, the indifference of the world, the cruelty of war, and this kind of writing promotes a huge sense of tension and conflict in the reader's heart.
Take the famous "Red Corn", for example, his tone is calm and soothing, and there is also the innocence of the perspective of a rural child, but behind this calm soothing and naïveté reflects the tragedy and deep pain caused by the times.
The wind of the year of Xuantong blew / Blew the bunch of red corn / It was under the eaves / Hanging / As if the whole north / The melancholy of the whole north / All hung there //
——Writing this, I began to change to the perspective of children:
Like some truant afternoon / The snow has made Mr. Private School's ring cold / Cousin's donkey is tied under the mulberry tree / / Like a whistle blowing / The Taoist monks are murmuring / Grandfather's undead have not returned to the capital / / Like calling my brother's gourd hidden in a cotton robe / A little bit of desolation, a little warmth / And the brass ring rolls over the post / Haruka Grandma's buckwheat field / I cried //
At this point, we begin to change back to the poet's point of view, that is, the perspective of history:
It is that kind of red corn / hanging, for a long time / under the eaves / The wind blowing in the year of the reunification / / You will never understand / That kind of red corn / The posture it hangs there / And its color / My daughter born in the south does not understand / Verhalen does not understand / / As if now / I am old / Under the eaves of memory / Red corn hangs / The wind of 1958 blows / Red corn hangs.
Commenting on the poem, Xi Murong said that the sense of history of such a poem is incomprehensible to her daughter born in the south. There is a kind of grief in time for those who have left their homes. The "Verhalen" in the poem refers to the famous Belgian symbolist poet, Who wrote a large number of poems praising the natural beauty and female beauty of his hometown, so he was known as the Flemish terroir poet. Here, even he could not know the color and posture of the red corn in his hometown, which showed how many heavy disasters brought about by the war and isolation had accumulated in the poet's heart.
The language of the afterglow has its own charm, not to take it by force, but to win with rhyme. It can be warm and soft, but also can be gloomy and low, and it can also chant three sighs, stack heavy words, and twist and turn. Its comprehensive tone, both bitter and luscious, sincere.
In the documentary "The Row of Songs", I saw a scene of Shi Xian and his children visiting the grave of his wife Zhang Qiaoqiao. At the end of the 1950s, When she went to the hospital for an interview, she met Zhang Qiaoqiao, who was a nurse at the hospital, but at the same time she was also hospitalized, reading a poetry journal with poems and photos of Herb. At that time, Zhangqiao Bridge was very beautiful and talented, and the two people fell in love at first sight.
Zhang Qiaoqiao suffered from tuberculosis and was deaf in his left ear, but He xian loved her with both moral integrity and ability, and her beauty was outstanding, although his teacher Wang Mengou told him that the future burden of marrying a sick and weak woman would be very heavy, but he could not stop The burden of the future was very heavy, but he could not stop the determination of the herb. For example, When He Xian said that once he spoke loudly, Zhang Qiaoqiao quietly reminded him, saying: We must respect the night. Such a delicate sensibility, it can be seen that she is not an ordinary person. Zhang Qiaoqiao was not in good health, but he still risked giving birth to two daughters, which made Him feel very grateful. He said: The first time I saw it, I knew that this girl was my girl. It's something I love and I'm willing to be with her forever. That has never changed. He has a famous love poem titled "Give the Bridge." The poem begins with writing about the daily life of his lover and slowly leads to a lament about life:
How long is the whole life, how long the whole life is on the forehead of the past years, between the tired words. It's really emotional pulse, one singing and three sighs!
In order to take care of his wife's health, he retired and moved to Vancouver, Canada, and found a house with an architectural design that resembled a bridge character and bought it. After the death of Ms. ZhangQiaoqiao, her tombstone was not only engraved with the name of Zhangqiaoqiao, but also engraved the real name of the shear, Wang Qinglin. Judging from the crosses on the tombstone, the couple should believe in Christianity, and it is interesting that He Xian has written many poems related to Christianity, but when writing about his hometown, he does not shy away from the local Taoism and Buddhism in China, which is full of the beauty of the traditional oriental culture of local customs and paintings. He wrote a lot of exotic and cultural poems, perhaps a way back home, as he himself said: My soul is now tired of traveling to Greece, and my soul must return home.
In his other popular poem, "The Rowing Board of Songs", although there are objects of modern life such as cannons, penicillin, stock exchanges, etc., the last sentence "And it is regarded as a river that must continue to flow, the world is always like this, Guanyin is on the distant mountain, the poppy is in the poppy field", and finally the people living in this land will still be wrapped in mud and sand under the blessing of Guanyin Bodhisattva, and continue to live in the dazzling flash of poppies.
There is understanding, compassion, pity and helplessness in this poem, and there is also a little hope of immortality. Such a spiritual temperament is Oriental, with significant Characteristics of Chinese Culture. He was particularly able to accurately grasp the most typical images of rural Henan, whether it was plants, buildings, utensils, crops or anything else, to write about his deep attachment, memories, love and sadness.
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