I read narrowly. When they were young, they devoted themselves to foreign literature, especially Japanese literature, and aesthetics and values may have a greater or lesser impact, especially their "spirit of material mourning", and even spread into daily life. Chengdu writer Jie Chen has been to Japan countless times, and often sees a series of Japanese essays from her husband's circle of friends, and I read them carefully every time. Shanghai writer Shi Lei is also a Japanese fan, about often go, all the customs and customs, in her pen to roll poetry books. Sometimes it is repeated many times to really understand the meaning of individual words.
One day, re-watch Ozu's "Autumn Day and". Sixty years ago, the film, small cost, all set in the room, the story is simple, the characters are ordinary, but the artifacts are shining, too much to like. What I love is the inexplicable clumsiness and simplicity, and the richness and prosperity hidden behind that simplicity. A rattan chair was placed at the door of the mother and daughter, a straw mat was laid on the floor of the entrance, a flower skirt of the original festival girl, a gray cardigan, and a look, so that people could understand the meaning of time; the cups of men's drinking, as if unearthed in the Shang Dynasty, were quiet and beautiful.
Then there's the reading thing.
For Chinese and foreign poetry, he has never given up. Maugham probably said that anyone who has been committed to prose for a long time must read poetry. Suddenly, I realized that all these years have been nourished by poetry. In fact, Maugham's words are quite vain, and anyone who is engaged in any genre of creation must read poetry.
As I grew older, unconsciously, reading quietly turned to classical literature. It turned out that after the "Three Hundred Poems of Tang Dynasty", there were still so many vast poems. A year to unearth a little, a poem, a man, slowly, they came back to life. Several times, the child memorized the poem, overheard it, and was surprised, such a good poem, I missed reading it?
There used to be only Cao Zhi in textbooks. Cao Pi was still rediscovered by me. Oops, how do you like Cao Pi more than Cao Zhi? Although he became emperor, legend has it that he also bullied his brother. When a person's talent is rewarded, he will selectively blind and unconsciously defend him.
In addition to circling in ancient poems, modern and modern writers, only prefer so many, every time they read, there are new ideas, and they want to record it, and at the end, they are embarrassed, and they are worried in their hearts - why can't we broaden our horizons and dabble in depth and breadth? However, how can not, read and read, still think that these are good, Lu Xun, Waste Name, Sun Li, Wang Zengqi, Shen Congwen, Zhang Ailing, Xiao Hong...
Autumn comes, read the notes of the wasted name. One read, can't put down, this waste name, is simply rich in minerals. He interpreted Tao's poems, which were even more majestic and flexible than Mr. Gu Sui. From the sentence "Dust Lord is ashamed and vain, and Han Hua is proud of himself", he pulled up the corner of the "Book of Poetry" all the way, pulled up the affectionate Li Yishan, and then looked back at Xiao Ser's Yu letter... The mirror shines on you, but unfortunately you can't see him.
If you don't read the Book of Poetry, how can you understand the meaning of Tao's poems?
The original sentence of the Book of Verses is: The bottle is exhausted but the shame of the curse. This verse of Tao Shi is transformed into a god.
The dust lord was ashamed and vain, and Han Hua was proud of himself, translated into vernacular to the effect that the wine glass said to the bottle, don't blame me, there is no wine bottle, qiu ju wu opened itself.
Tao Qian in the autumn, not only is there a shortage of wine, his rice tank is also short of food, but he can also write such an interesting poem, which is the high-pitched pen - no wonder Su Shi admired him, and on the way to belittling him, he was still interested in writing more than a hundred "And Tao poems".
Once, I didn't quite understand why Su Shi was so optimistic, but now I understand that Tao Qian is his biggest spiritual pillar. A great poet can be the spiritual teacher of another great poet.
Why don't we live better in reading and paying homage to the ancients? It is also the meaning of Tao Qian's words "talk about regaining this life".
Secular life has never affected me. Even if you are often trapped and embarrassed, what about it? A person's heart slowly grows old in the course of reading, and it is also the meaning of Du Fu's "old psalms and ramblings", without fear or words.
I once said to my child, no matter what your future is, I can accept it calmly, and if you don't love to read, then I am really disappointed.
One person does not read or not, it is really two different worlds. How can you live without a soul?
When people are rough, they can't see the light of jade, and their hearts are blind. If the heart is blind, why is the eye bright? Autumn worms chirp, read the waste name, read a little overnight. Once is not enough, go back and read it again. It's like taking a piece of cloth, slowly wiping an old jade, blowing it, letting the sun shine, and the color comes out, just like his divine understanding of an ancient poem, the veins are instantly opened, and the stream babbles, simply ecstatic and excited.
Listen to an acquaintance, spend 99 yuan on a platform to register an account, you can read an e-book for one year.
I've never been used to e-books, not that taste. There are also people who finish reading an e-book for four or five hours. Just simply not used to it, I want to be able to touch it, the book has a body temperature. In the end, the old-school paper version, good feel. I also believe that paper books will never die. Even if human beings move to outer galaxies, books will always be read.
This notebook of abolished names, read to one-third, can't help but be curious, turn it back slightly, the more to the back, the more wonderful, next, he wants to talk about Du Fu, Yu Xin, Li Yishan ...
Slow down the reading speed, afraid that after reading such a good book, I will not be able to find the next one for a while. When I was a child, I got a piece of sugar, the kind of cherishing that covered the palm of my hand, although at the end, it was inevitable that there would be an emptiness, but the heart of cherishing things had always been there.
To say fun, to say that there are thousands of pleasures in this world, this, it has always attracted me, drawn me, and reshaped me. (Qian Hongli)