Liu Shaotang: Reading can start from interest, but it can't always be dominated by interest Zhu Yongxin pressed:

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(1936-1997) Beijing native. A famous writer of vernacular literature, one of the representative writers of the "Lotus Dian School" and the founder of the "Grand Canal Vernacular Literature System". He began publishing at the age of 13 and was the vice chairman of the China Writers Association. His major works include: the novella "Earth Fire", the novella collection "The Oars of the Canal", "Pu Liu Renjia", the short story collection "Green Branches and Green Leaves", "The Song of Hawthorn Village" and "Selected Novels of Liu Shaotang". Originally titled "Miscellaneous Fragments", this article was originally published in the "Reading Music" column of the Xinmin Evening News edited by Mr. Cao Zhengwen, and later included in the book "100 Famous Artists Talk about Reading" edited by Cao Zhengwen. Combined with their own experience in reading miscellaneous books, the article tells young people that reading, creating, doing things, and communicating can start from interest, "but you can't always be interest-driven, you should learn to read on the cold bench."

I am a person who reads with interest, is messy and scattered, does not write notes, and does not make cards. Therefore, although I read a lot of books, I can't become a climate and can't be a scholar.

When I read the Analects, I hate the Township Party, and when I read the Book of Poetry, I only love the wind and elegance. Admire Xunzi's views but like Mencius's atmospheric pound phosphorus. The article praising Zhuangzi is beautifully written, but it is tired of Zhuangzi's game life, and it is not hard to read his article. Because of his love for the "History of History", he was cold to the "Book of Han". The father and son of the three Caos, dead or alive, do not look up to Cao Pi. Although there were many famous masters of the Two Jins, only because they hated the two Jin customs, even the respect for Tao Yuanming was very reluctant. I love Tang Dynasty poetry, and I am partial to Yuan and Bai. Song Dynasty poetry everyone, I admire Xin and Lu the most, selfishly favor Liu Yong, and inevitably despise Zhou Bangyan. Yuanqu is full of heroes and heroes, and I push "The Tale of the West Chamber" as the ally. Classical novels, I worship "Dream of the Red Chamber", followed by "Golden Plum Bottle" five-body thrown to the ground, I compare these two books. Yan envied the whimsical ideas of "Liaozhai Zhiyi" and impressed the writing skills of "Notes on Reading Wei Caotang". The novels of the late Qing Dynasty were really untouched and must be revolutionized by literature. As a novelist in modern literature, I admire Lao She, Li Jieren, and Shen Congwen. The novelists in contemporary literature, Sun Li and Zhao Shuli, respect me. Among his peers, Wang Zengqi, Zong Pu, and Lu Wenfu were worthy of their seniors. A generation younger than me, I first push Jia Pingwo.

Foreign literature, I take Russia as a teacher. The language art of Pushkin and Turgenev, I read it three times. As a novelist, I admire Gogol the most, followed by Tolstoy, and the following are Chekhov, Punin, Kuplin... The Soviet writer Sholokhov had the greatest influence on me, and his writing skills were the crowned by A. Tolstoy. In French literature, I read Balzac the most, but my emotional favorite is Mérimée. English and German novels, I read without the russian and French novels cordially. I love to read novels that have a strong Yankee smell. In Indian literature, I revere Tagore, but I would rather be close to Prim Chand. Latin American writer, I think Yamado is more accomplished than Marquez....

Reading, creating, doing things, socializing... They all start with interest, but they can't always be led by interest, and they should learn to read on the cold bench. I'm old enough to understand this, but it's too late to remedy it. More than thirty years ago, I was studying at Peking University, and Mr. Yang Han had hoped that I could combine writers and scholars. Just because I had no interest in a number of courses, I dropped out of school halfway and specialized in writing novels. Peking University has always kept my student status and waited for the wanderer to return.

More than 30 years later, in May this year, the teachers and friends of the Department of Chinese of Peking University held a symposium in memory of Mr. Yang Han, and I was named to speak, and I was deeply repentant, and almost applied to resume school to make up classes. However, as soon as I saw that my brother-in-law, Professor Xie Mian, was already a doctoral supervisor, I, as a brother of the master, felt deeply ashamed to see Jiangdong's father and elder, and I could not afford to enter the palace with a thick face.