Cui Jian reminds me of the past in the song (big prose) author Cui Hongguo
"Bury your head, go forward, look for myself, come over, walk over, no base." Cui Jian's songs are released in the heart but not indulgent, the personality is flamboyant but not frivolous, there is criticism of reality but not cynicism, the music is unique but not alone, the rhythm is dynamic but not exaggerated, with the passion that young people like, the overwhelming power of the sea, highlighting the spirit of exploration, pursuit and uncompromising.
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In recent days, rock song king Cui Jian's live webcast concert has dominated the screen, with more than 40 million interactions and 120 million likes, which is indeed not one of them. Although I missed the live broadcast that night, I still participated in the online discussion about Cui Jian. Just a friend shared the video of Cui Jian's concert in Beijing in 1992 in the circle of friends, I watched it twice from beginning to end, as if crossing, surging with passion. "I've heard of it, I haven't seen it, twenty-five thousand miles." Some people say, if you don't do it, how to know it's not easy. Bury your head, go forward, look for myself, come over, walk past, no base. ”
Still that Cui Jian, still that set of heads, still that rough, thick voice, when I heard it in that era, I was still spending my green years in college, and now, in the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed, and the voice is still so magnetic that it shakes my soul, but just like Cui Jian is no longer the Cui Jian of that year, I am no longer the me of that year. The white colt crossed the gap, "The floating life has been like a sea, and the heart is also drifting endlessly", that night when the moon was white and windy, my heart inadvertently floated up with such two broken sentences, it seems that it is really no longer young - Cui Jian, rock, let me remind me of the past in those songs.
Two
In 1992 and 1993, I was a sophomore and junior at Yantai University, and at that time, unlike now, there was no mobile phone, let alone WeChat and Youku video, and the acceptance of outside information often lagged behind for a period of time. Before I went, I had the impression of Yantai as a small harbor town that was well-known in travel magazines, and a south street that ran from east to west was her all glitzy picture. Those exquisite and transparent charms are played in the narrow alleys that twist and turn, accompanied by the gentle sea breeze and the slightly smoky salty nature of countless small town stories.
The school is in the southeastern suburbs of the city, and it takes an hour to take a shuttle bus from the city, in a more remote corner of the city. Outside the east school gate is the vast Yellow Sea, and at that time there was no landscape avenue for viewing the sea today. As soon as you leave the school, you will find soft sandy beaches and waves swept by the sea breeze. To the west of the school is a village with a poetic name, Qingquan Village, which is the Qingquan Village I mentioned in my essay "Yantai is a Good Place", and the village is next to a vast green mountain - Phoenix Mountain. And the campus, surrounded by green trees and lakes, is the background of my four years of life.
At that time, I was young, my heart was full of dreams, and my young heart was also restless, and what I enjoyed and dreamed of every day was poetry and far away. At that time, my mind did not have much to consider the topic of ideals and fullness, and reality was very backbone, but I just thought that I would like to walk around and break through like the protagonists in the books I saw in the library in the future. Where is the other country, where to wander, where to settle down, the students often talk about these topics of the sea and the sky together. Suddenly, one day, Cui Jian and his rock and roll were on fire among their classmates.
Three
I remembered that the first thing I started singing from the old sixth in the dormitory next door, for a while everyone sang "Rock on the New Long March Road", "Flower Room Girl", "False Monk", and when I washed and washed in the corridor of the dormitory, I could hear "I want to go from south to north, I also want to go from white to black, I want people to see me, but I don't know who I am." "I walked past you alone, and I had nothing to say to you, I didn't dare look up at your face, you asked me where I was going, and I pointed in the direction of the sea." The melody of the song is bright, the rhythm is strong, the lyrics are catchy, and for a period of time, everyone sang Cui Jian's songs every day to spend a beautiful time on campus and on the seashore. Up to now, Cui Jian's classics have a magical influence and appeal to me, and when I hum it, I feel like I have returned to my youthful youth. Several students in the class also bought the same outfit as Cui Jian, especially wearing a hat studded with red five stars, walking on the beach on weekends, which attracted the attention of many alumni.
Now think about it, why did Cui Jian's singing voice resonate so much in his heart at that time? Maybe at that time a group of young students were in their youth, wanted to see through the world and could not see through, wanted to read and could not understand, because of the lack of interaction with the world, there was inevitably anxiety and confusion in the heart, this is the confusion of the growth period, want to release and there is nowhere to release. In that situation, Cui Jian's voice was like a turbulence, producing a powerful impact and shock in his heart. I was born in the fiery red era, grew up under the red flag, the red songs of that era " the sea sails by the helmsman", "Our team to the sun", "We walk on the road" in the bottom of my heart is the same as the root, let me for a long time in those songs rejoice, impulsive, self-shaping, faith. "Rock on the New Long March Road" has the same magic as it, so listening to Cui Jian's song is like discovering a new world, which is also reasonable.
My personal understanding of Cui Jian rock is inner release but not indulgence, personality but not frivolity, criticism of reality but not cynicism, music maverick but not alone, rhythm but not exaggerated, with the passion that young people like, overwhelming power, showing the spirit of exploration, pursuit and uncompromising. The sound emitted is full of temperature, emotion and thinking and caring for the original ecology of life, and listening carefully is a kind of reverence and faith in music. "Khan also shed tears and was not convinced in his heart, hiding a hidden heart and saying don't worry" "The mountains are also too much water and can't distinguish things, and people can't tell the truth" "I once asked endlessly, when you will go with me, but you always laugh at me for having nothing", after twenty years, thirty years, no matter how much tempering and vicissitudes we have experienced, we can still find the kind of tremor and resonance that blends with the heart from Cui Jian's voice. No wonder friends laughed and said that I was still a "hot-blooded youth".
Four
At that time, I also especially liked Luo Dayou, whose voice had the same attraction as Cui Jian, but a different vicissitudes and thickness. "Love Song 1990" and "The Story of Time" are still on my favorite song list. At that time, when I left my hometown and went out for the first time, everything around me was so strange, and I also felt lonely, if there was a song to accompany me, I might be able to dispel that melancholy. I remember one evening, I strolled in the gentle sea breeze, and when the song "Love Song 1990" drifted through the black pine forest by the sea and slowly echoed in my ears, I instantly found a peaceful and happy habitat in the confusion.
"Maybe tomorrow when the weary birds return from the sun, you will have already embarked on the old way home." It is rare to find a partner who knows each other again in life, and it is difficult to give up the blue white cloud sky in life. "Since you have given yourself to that sea, you should be free to enjoy that blue." As a result, I began to study and live with a lot of emotion and taste. Eating in the dormitory, celebrating in the classroom, holding a bonfire party on the seashore, when the familiar melody flutters over and over again, I am convinced that the green mountain slope, the empty waves, the dense pine waves, the clouds and clouds, the sorrow or joy that permeates it, are destined to become the beautiful scenery of a beautiful life, no matter when you embark on the way home from the old times, you will never give up. Maybe it was fate, I really went to Haiyang on the shore of the Yellow Sea, and in the two years of flowing gold, I opened countless most beautiful encounters with the sea and Yantai.
In the season of love, the feelings of love and being loved silently grow in the depths of their hearts, and many students began to hold hands and feel the taste of love. I remember that the campus ballad "You at the Same Table" became our common heart song. On very blue days and very slow days, the autumn wind stopped at the ends of our hair, watching the leaves dance gracefully on the shoulders of the sunset, and falling. We use delicate brushstrokes to write the crying and common laughter into tomorrow's beautiful memories, "Tomorrow will you remember, the diary you wrote yesterday; tomorrow you will still remember, once loved to cry you the most." 」 "Yesterday I also vowed to walk through thousands of rivers and mountains on the shining days, a few years are fleeting, soon to the sky of their dreams, when they were still holding hands and looking at each other with tears, now they have become a beautiful past, this may be the real narrative of life!
In fact, it was just the transmission and expression of the specific seasonal feelings of a group of young people, although some students walked into the sacred temple of marriage hand in hand after graduation and became a family waiting for each other. But more transmission and expression is a kind of like and good feelings, and the later marriage and family is irrelevant, that is a innocence, a pure love, a friendship, so the students finished their studies, went to the north and south of the world, rushed to the vast world, that sincerity and pure love has become a long-term watchman to help each other. In 2015, the students gathered in the beautiful port city, and the brother of the xingfang brother improvised his feelings, and in the famous "Twenty Years of Graduation Feelings", he frankly said, "In fact, there is nothing wrong with meeting, inexplicably don't come to Chang Sijun, several times the old dream to find the hometown, a song sighs for years!" "Peach and plum spring wind, the night rain in the rivers and lakes, the encounter of Mo Yu fenghou things; the old garden is wandering, floating like a dream, talking and laughing and still recounting love." I have exhausted the heartfelt hearts of all the students!
Five
Today, listening to Cui Jian's songs again really reminds me of the past when I was worried about giving new words. On weekends, we climbed to the top of Phoenix Mountain, waiting for the first rays of the Yellow Sea to announce the light, and in the summer sea breeze evening, we sat quietly on the beach by the sea and listened to the still sound of the waves, so that the joy and the empty moon climbed up from the sea together. Literature became our common hobby at that time, and love became a topic we couldn't talk about. One of my best companions, holding a guitar in the black pine forest by the sea at dusk, playing the sadness of lost love, in order to comfort him, I tailored a song for him: "Autumn frost night is as cold as water, yi people are drunk." The moon is on the willows, and the people are about dusk. Seven points of red face and three points of affection. For that reason, the man was haggard, and the rouge did not dry and the tears flew. Indulge in thoughts like the sea, who will. The eons of time have gone through the ages, who is wrong and who is right, who is wrong. In this world, a few faces are amiable, and cold words are fearsome. Human feelings are not like hometown, cold and warm. "Cold and warm self-ignorance", at that time, it really soothed his inner sorrow.
Cui Jian's songs also make me deeply miss the countless past that let us gather with fate and be separated by groups. In the graduation season, every classmate is surging in the heart, the brothers on the bunk beds are listening to the loose waves outside in the cold night, and the night view of the city is confused in the brilliant lights, accompanied by the sleepless night of each of us. "Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you have long gone and disappeared into the sea of people; later, I finally understood in tears that some people will not stop once they miss it." 」 Rene Liu's "Later" touched everyone's heartstrings, stirred up the endless waves in everyone's hearts, and liked to listen, but no one could sing it in a corner. Later, when everyone was running their own things, we met at the side of the cow at the west gate of the school, took a group photo, and sang this song "Later" together, "Later, I finally learned how to love, but unfortunately you have long gone and disappeared into the sea of people." "The group photo at that time has been treasured in my album to this day, and the recording of the chorus has not survived, but the familiar, beautiful, beautiful music is always surging in my heart. Nowadays, I can often sing alone, because I am indeed no longer young, and I no longer let sentimentality interrupt in singing as I once did.
On the night of Cui Jian's live concert, the president of the Red Army on the Jiaodong prose platform waited long before the live broadcast, and also brought his own peanuts, rice and wine, the president of the Red Army and I am an alumnus, and I feel empathy for the love of Yanda, and also let me truly regard literature as a mentor of life. He is wise, erudite, kind, sincere, and has used "literature has light, illuminates you and me" countless times on the platform to encourage countless young people who participate in the glue family and love literature, and I have always admired his dedication and dedication to being a ladder. It is difficult for a person to do this without a weather and pattern sublimated by piety and faith. Zoom in to the music, why not? Music is also like the stars in the deep space of the universe, radiating the eternal light through time and space, such as Cui Jian's "Rock on the New Long March Road" fusion of sound, song, dance, instrument, like, become the aura that purifies your soul and bursts out of emotion, the weather is varied, you can't forget it when you hear it, you can't drive it away when you stay in your heart, no matter how many years have passed, it will always remind you of the past in the song.
My daughter was well aware of my fascination with music and songs and bought me a Tmall Genie. This elf is also really cute, every time I come home, I casually click on "Rock on the New Long March Road", "The Story of Time", "Fly Higher", "Boiling Life", "We Walk on the Road", "Floating Across the Sea to See You", "Dearest People", she will bring me back to those different pasts one by one, and I will be very intoxicated. If you like it, we listen together and sing together—"If you see that I'm a little tired, please pour me a bowl of water." ”
Cui Hongguo is a member of the Chinese Prose Literature Association, a member of the Shandong Writers Association, a member of the Shandong Provincial Prose Literature Association, and a member of the Jinan and Yantai Writers Association. He has published essay collections "The Ranch for Finding the Soul", "The Most Beautiful Encounter with Haiyang - Cui Hongguo Prose Collection", and "Jiaodong Prose Twelve Houses Cui Hongguo Volume". He has published more than 200 essays and book reviews in many newspapers and periodicals such as China Writers Network, Yantai Culture Network, Contemporary Prose Network, Qilu Evening News, Lianhe Daily, Contemporary Novels, Jiaodong Literature, Capital Literature, Yellow Sea Prose, Jiaodong Prose Annual Selection Micro-Journal, etc., and his works have won many awards in provincial and municipal essay contests. "The Train Forward to the Station - Xujiadian" won the "Jiaodong Prose Annual Selection (2022) Best Work Award" issued by Huanghai Digital Publishing House. "The Bridge of Jinan" was selected as an excellent essay recommendation for qilu evening news "Qingwei", and "Four Brothers Gone" was commented by Qilu As a monthly "explosive article". "Eating a Big Meal in the Countryside" was included in the March electronic monthly magazine "Qingquan Record" of one point, "2022 Qingquan Project Award-winning Long Article", and was awarded excellent prose.
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