Hedong people tell Hedong anecdotes 丨 Yuncheng people listen to Yuncheng stories
Ten years of painstaking work to write a book
Feng Jianguo
Recently, I met Mr. Yin Donghai because he wanted to publish a "Brief Series of CommonLy Used Words in Chinese Poetry" and let me be the cultural consultant of this book. I declined a few times, but to no avail. He did not give up, and during the Spring Festival, he also gave me a few bottles of drunken dates unique to the west of Linyi City, saying that it was a little heart, which made my pharyngitis have a great improvement. Saying that it is a bottle, when it is not very accurate, because each bottle has about 5 pounds, it should be called a jar or jar, just because it is made of glass, so it is called a bottle. The wine dates are authentic, the craftsmanship is also traditional, open the lid, and the pure aroma of the dates comes to the nose. Looking at the jujube again, the color is bright red, the fruit is full, eat a few, childhood memories follow, and I am a little drunk...
I told him the reason why I was not a consultant, because I had no achievements in poetry and songwriting, and Ge Luping did not know anything, at best, he could only be regarded as a cultural person with a bottle of water and half a bottle of water dangling, and it was difficult to take on a big responsibility, so as not to live up to his expectations and high expectations with everyone. Mr. Yin hugged his fist and said that I was too humble and did not have the spirit of responsibility, he came here. I smiled and said to him, I am not modest at all, but I am not hypocritical, carrying rafters in the alley, straight forward. In the Yuncheng cultural circle, some people say that I am high, some people say that I am lonely, and some people say that I am proud. I laughed it off. Whether in person or behind their backs, they all have the right to make a joke, and there is no harm to themselves and others. Or let him go, go his own way, and care how others say it.
Thinking about the way of life, it is actually such a thing. Who in the world does not speak of people, and no one in the world is told, as long as you do not cut you with a knife in your face, why bother with him? Moreover, there are those who call me "proud elements" in front of the gong and drum, and I don't mind. Speaking of this benevolent brother, he is still very talented, upright and famous in Yuncheng. He was the then vice chairman of the Shanxi Provincial Federation of Literature and Literature, chairman of the Yuncheng Literary Association, chairman of the Writers Association, and a famous writer Wang Xilan. Another old friend, Mr. Wei Laowo, a famous calligrapher in the country, has always called me "cow nose pimple". I laughed at it and gladly accepted it.
I know that the two older brothers who are a few years older than me call me a kind of nickname, a kind of encouragement, a kind of encouragement and advocacy, and they are pushing their hearts and having a fondness. What is lacking in today's literary world and literati? Self-confidence and backbone, the kind of people who blindly look up to people's noses are not in the minority, pride and bull's nose is not good? Besides, the two gentlemen are also my role models, they have their own standards and demeanor in their behavior, and they are never slave to their faces and gentlemen. I admire them, so I also call them "proud teachers" and "Wei Da Niu nose brothers", and they do not refute them. Brother Sealand would sometimes scold me: "This baby." "And every time we meet black and red, the knife and gun see blood, and the words spoken are true love that flows from the bottom of the heart, although there are thorns, it is hot."
The human heart is not ancient. But in my opinion, this pride and bull nose is a kind of appearance, a manifestation of inner cowardice. To put it more deeply, it is to have a sense of inferiority. Why? Because others ask you to preface, to be a consultant, is to respect and admire you. However, you will feel that your skills are insufficient, your taste is not enough, your morality is not high, you are not high, and you are not competent. Perhaps the works sold are both misleading and self-defeating, laughing generously, and gaining more than they lose. Besides, sometimes when I see others chatting together, it's fun and fun. You are mostly calm, or smile, or beckon, and others think that you are high and proud. In fact, you feel that you are not suitable to appear, or you are afraid of sweeping away the happiness of others, so that you leave in a hurry...
Or is it the book thing, in the end I became the consultant of the book, not Mr. Yin's bottles of real drunken dates, but the spirit of his father and daughter touched me. The book in front of me, called "A Brief List of CommonLy Used Words in Chinese Poetry", has more than 500 pages and looks like an old square brick. That time actually made me laugh at myself, for my own casual whim metaphor. Describing this book as a brick is indeed an image: like a knocking brick, knocking on the door of hope for beginners of poetry; like paving the floor, laying a solid foundation for poetry lovers; more like a square green brick, which can build houses and houses, and can build the Great Wall... Whatever the use, it is a useful thing that deserves to be cherished.
Ten years of hard work, ten years of harvesting sweetness, of which the sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty taste is difficult for us outsiders to imagine and experience. Think about it, more than three thousand days and nights, the bucket turns to the stars, the sun and the moon stumble, the father and daughter look for branches and leaves, the strips are analyzed, the books are covered, the leaks are checked and filled, the happiness is found in the old paper pile, the fun is found in the vast volumes, the pillow is waiting, the sleep is forgotten, the iron pen is finely ground, the grass is made into wisps, and finally the iron rod is sharpened into a needle, and the brick-like "Brief Dictionary of Common Words in Chinese Poetry" is dedicated to the society and to the reader, and its contribution is great. Not to mention how this huge work will benefit future generations, the spirit of Mr. Shan Yin's father and daughter to guard the reclamation of the sea and move the mountains of yugong is enough to become a model for us to learn as scholars.
Life is like this, you give, not necessarily rewarded. But if you sit and wait for Tiancheng, it can only be a flower in the mirror, a moon in the water, and a dream of yellow sorghum. The good thing of dropping a pie from heaven cannot be said to be nothing, but it depends on your fate and creation, which can be encountered but not sought. In the end, Mr. Yin's father and daughter got the pie, but this pie did not fall from the sky, but was cultivated, sown, and harvested by his father and daughter; and the noodles, made of filling, baking, smoked fire, hard work, and finally concocted. In front of the people, the yellow can be brilliant, the fragrance is fragrant, it is so beautiful, so tempting, emitting a strong smell of books, a kind of breath with laborers.
As we all know, it is difficult to write books, and it is even more difficult to compile reference books. The spirit of boiling salt in the bitter sea, picking gold in sand, green lanterns and yellow scrolls, wading through mountains and waters, exquisitely carved, and hanging beams and thorny strands is unimaginable to us ordinary people. Without enough perseverance, patience and perseverance, without superhuman courage, will and conviction, one would certainly not dare to dabble in it. Although Jin has no feet and no one is perfect, this brick-like "Brief Collection of CommonLy Used Words in Chinese Poetry" is not pure fire, and there are still places that need to be discussed in one way or another, and it also requires Yin Donghai's father and daughter to learn from each other's strengths, gather armpits into qiu, and then do the cultivation of finding a needle in a haystack and making up for the heavens, but after all, it is flawed. The newborn baby who will be pregnant for ten years will definitely bring readers a surprise, a joy, and a fragrance that nourishes the heart...
Life is an invisible wine, with degrees, tastes, drinks less, will be drunk, and the same is true for socializing with friends. The sun and the moon are long, why should people be busy? It depends on how you grasp it and taste it slowly. I have not been in contact with Mr. Yin Donghai for a long time, and I am definitely not a good friendship. But in this world, people with a relationship will fall in love at first sight, and some people will be like strangers for life, even if some people who look down and don't look up to see the same people can only be like dragonflies dotting the water, fleeting like a fleeting moment, leaving no trace. At noon that day, Mr. Yin insisted on sitting at the East Banquet, and I drank three or five glasses of wine at the table, and I felt very beautiful when I was in a state of half-opening and slight drunkenness.
(The picture comes from the Internet, invaded and deleted.) Editor-in-charge of this issue: Ji Xiuzhen)
About the Author
Feng Jianguo, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, is fascinated by culture and loves his homeland. A fool who knows nothing but wants to do it, once did copywriting, and now a casual guest. He is a little lonely in his life, can scribble two sketches, and has more than twenty broken books, about 5 million colloquialisms. The most beloved one is "Millennium Hedong", and the most diligent one is "Walking All Over Hedong" (13 volumes). The most popular among readers is "The World of Ten Thousand People Is Extremely Guan Yunchang", and the most obstructed by the townspeople is "The Disaster Rises in the Great River East"... The road must still be moved forward, and may the reader have a good time.