Mr. He Xiongfei, editor-in-chief of the "Grassland Tribe" Black Horse Wencong, said that Kong Qingdong, the author of the book "47th Floor 207", said: "The articles in this house are not only vivid and interesting, but also cynical, especially after the famous '47th Floor 207' was written in "Past of Peking University", its text did not go away, the media called it 'real humor since Qian Zhong's book', and the academic circles praised it as 'Mark Twain of Peking University', which made people envious. He also said that "the bones of Qingdong's article are criticisms of reality, allegorical in absurdity, absurd in solemnity, and make people have endless aftertaste." The whole book radiates such a light of wisdom everywhere, which triggers people's distant and real rational reverie. In the face of Kong Qingdong's temptation, no man or woman can be on his own. ”
It seems that Mr. He Xiongfei is deeply aware of the advertising effect, and put Qian Zhongshu and Mark Twain on Kong Qingdong's head, and Kong Qingdong is difficult to think of, and he is indeed worthy of being a master of book planning. However, under the lamp, I carefully read the book "47th Floor 207" to know that it is not the same thing, and it is better to be famous than to meet. "47th Floor 207" has five series, namely "Wild Cavity Disorder", "Referring to Deer as Horses", "Huashan Mixed Sword", "Yiyuan Walking Pen", and "Daoguan Anran". Reading several articles such as "207 on the 47th Floor", "Peking University Love Affair", "Wind and Current Great Paging", you will indeed feel that this "wild cavity" is indeed not an ordinary melancholy sound, and there is really a place that makes people feel convinced. In particular, the article "47th Floor 207" is humorous and temperamental, and the text is charming, readable and appreciative. Unfortunately, most of the remaining articles are bland and even trivial. The tiger's head and snake's tail are also seen in Kong Qingdong's text.
In "Why educate children", "Chef and Chef", "Yanyuan Blood", "A Debate Without Question Marks", "My Opinion of the College Entrance Examination System", "What is the Ignorance of Recipes", "Knowledge is still there, what is the power? In articles such as "My Fitness Method", you can't see Mark Twain's wit and irony at all, nor can you see Qian Zhongshu's humor and sneering, you only see the "Peking University Drunkard" unconscious graffiti self-talk and text dreams, is the "Peking University Drunkard" really drunk? I feel sorry for him, why should such an extremely clumsy study be taken out to shame people. If "47th Floor 207" is only a thin volume, it is really a good book with fun. The ancients had clouds: mountains are not high. In fact, the text is not much, but the essence. It's a shame that a few articles on the good end have been ruined by too much fourth-rate pen and ink.
Kong Qingdong's famous work is "47th Floor 207", in this interesting text, you can read the pen and ink that makes people laugh, you can see vivid and vivid university anecdotes, which is a posture and position that is completely different from mainstream life. As the poem at the end of the oil: "Live together for three years and have a long affection, and scatter in all directions." Qiang endured a tearful smile on his face, but said that it was a cool day in autumn. However, in "Huashan Mixed Sword", when confronted with Jin Yong's novel, Kong Qingdong threw out papers such as "Criticizing National Hegemonism that Uses the Strong to Bully the Weak", "Carefully Shaping the Heroes and Children of Ethnic Minorities", etc., the humor and openness of the "47th Floor 207" style disappeared without a trace, so you can only sigh, the so-called "Romantic Declaration" is only three or five in the "Writing of the Drunken Man of Peking University", and the rest can be used as wallpaper.
"Kong Qingdong wrote the essay into a sketch" (He Xiongfei, chief of the grassland tribe), but he did not know that Mr. Lu Xun had already written the essay into a sketch. Hype is a matter of habit, but excessive praise is still infuriating; in an age of garbage, we have reason to reject those pale and boring dreams, those nonsense that do not know what to do, calling for beautiful words, calling for thoughts, calling for daggers, and throwing guns. At this time, refusing to read some kind of text garbage becomes our position. Read, or not? We need our own vision. If the so-called "dark horses" that "come out of a thousand calls" are all like this, it can indeed make us "laugh in awe". Writing is not a simple and easy task, and we should have a reverence for writing.
Publishing a book is definitely a pleasure, although it may not last forever. But if the contents of the book cannot withstand simple scrutiny and include a lot of boring work, then the book is not a pleasant thing. Books were originally a collection of essential words, originally a spark of ideas, but now they have become a pile and display table of boring words. In such an era, a true writer must be able to resist loneliness and loneliness, hold on to his conscience in the impetuous reality, and burn the spark of thought in the darkness. He should use the pen as a banner to make his own voice and cry out for social reality. There is a scholar Cloud: The essence of intellectuals is to bear their sins. The same is true for true writers.
After reading the "Romantic Declaration of the Drunken Man of Peking University", I applauded the wonderful words in it, applauded the plot for the temperament revealed in it, and was even more sad and angry about the garbage text in it. My friend Wang Yijie once said: "If those who should be angry are not angry, those who should not be angry will rush to be angry." "Well, I'll keep my anger." I hope that Kong Qingdong's next book will have more words worth scrutinizing, and perhaps then he can "listen to the thunder in the silent place and appreciate the chinese chapter in humor." "It's an internet age where the internet brings the freedom to write, but it also brings the proliferation of writing (i.e., the mass production of garbage text). In an internet age where anyone can write and publish, the quality of their works is difficult to guarantee. At this time, wisdom and thought determine the weight of writing. Light, or heavy?