The vast sea taken on March 18, 2018 on Yongxing Island in The Paracels
My heart
In a bottle
Then I took it
Throw yourself into the rough waves of the sea
Yes, at the moment
Maybe the waves
It will be my grave
Manhood is not afraid of death
But I would prefer
I'm buried in your chest
The bottle will be like a leaf boat
Endless bumps
Maybe decades later
You can pick it up
And the note in the bottle
Only it will not fade
Eternal words
The author's testimonial that "what is poetic is beautiful" – I have forgotten what any philosopher in the world said. Perhaps because of this, among the various types of writing, the first thing I practiced trying to write was poetry.
What a wonderful and peculiar world it is! It consists of words and sentences, rhythm and rhythm, passion and imagination. It is the world of unique charm that makes young people mature, old people young, prowlers gain strength, and victors humble...
I remember that in the 1980s and 1990s, I used to write a poem every day for several years. In many cases, I don't draft it in one go, and I think of it as a way to exercise my brain thinking. My poems were all written at that time.
That era was the era of burning passion, the era of dreams, and the era of newborn calves not being afraid of tigers. To say a weak and immodest word is to look back after a few decades, and I myself think that some of those poems are still passable. At that time, the single-minded thing was to get ahead, the one-minded thing was to become famous and become a family, and the one-minded thing was to "who in the world doesn't know the king", for this reason, someone was working very hard.
One summer evening, when I was swimming by the Ganjiang River in Xiashawo, Nanchang, I sat on the edge of the beach and wrote a poem entitled "I am waiting for a person", which is still widely praised to this day. One day in a certain month of the last century, when I was playing in Yushan Park in Fuzhou, when I was tired of walking, I sat on a chair and rested, while casually picking up a piece of paper next to the chair and writing a poem "Say It". One day many years later, a friend emotionally told me in WeChat that it was such a small poem that gave him the confidence to go on and swept away the haze in his heart, which also gave me a great sense of accomplishment. In 1981, when I went to Kunming alone, I had to take a train for a few days, and my legs were swollen when I got off the train. Sitting on the fast and crowded train, he also wrote several poems in one breath, such as "Your Pair of Shining Lanterns" and "Hair Spread by the Wind" and so on. I often participate in some meetings that taste like chewing wax, and I will take advantage of the inattention of others to keep smearing on the paper. During the four years of college, I was a day student, living in a family area not far from the school's teaching area, and I had to make a briquette stove and wash vegetables and cook. So I put a small book or a piece of paper on the stove, and while working, I thought about what kind of mood, what image, and so on, and as soon as I had a good idea and sentences, I would immediately write them down on the paper, and many, many poems were written in this way.
Poetry and beauty are closely linked. In that vast soil, I worked hard, sowed seeds, and of course continued to harvest and enjoy. For example, I was one of the first authors in Jiangxi to publish works in the Poetry Journal, and in that fiery and unforgettable era, the status of the Poetry Journal was very lofty, and it was very difficult to publish works on it.
Looking back now and thinking about it carefully, it cannot be said that it is "full of absurd words and a handful of bitter tears", but it is not "all cloud authors are stupid, who understands the taste", then it is not accurate.
But our great Mr. Zola said very early, very early on: "Poetry is great, and there is liberation only in poetry." ”
About the Author: National outstanding journalists, young and middle-aged cultural masters in Jiangxi Province, the third batch of candidates for the "Ganpo Talents 555 Project", and the third "Outstanding Contribution Talents of Jiangxi Province", selected by the Organization Department of the Jiangxi Provincial Committee of the Communist Party of China, the "Ganpo Qunyinghui • Jiangxi Province Excellent Talents Growth Case".
In 1985, not long after engaging in journalism, because of his outstanding performance, he was selected by the China Chronicle association to go to the war zone for interviews, becoming the first person in Jiangxi's press circles to go to the battlefield so far. He has won the China Journalism Award, the annual highest award for outstanding news works in China, for three times. He has written follow-up reports such as "Qiu Eguo, the People's Good Policeman" and "The Torch Shines on the Streets and Alleys of the Heroic City - Qiu Eguo and His Colleagues", and has made outstanding contributions to the introduction and publicity of Qiu Eguo, a major advanced model in the country. The China News Daily once published a newsletter under the title of "Drawing Strength from Advanced Figures" to report on his deeds.
He is skilled in news gathering and editing, has comprehensive writing skills, and has made achievements in many fields such as news and communication, speech, prose, and poetry. A large number of messages, newsletters, reviews, essays, poems and essays, etc., which have been written and created, have formed their own style, and have their own characteristics.
Seventy or eighty works have won national and provincial awards.