Opening Remarks:
Li Fang is the deputy editor-in-chief of the overseas edition of People's Daily, writer and critic. He is a member of the Plenary Committee of the Chinese Writers Association and the vice president of the Chinese Essayists Association. In the essay collection "Qiankun on Paper", we can see that Li Fang wrote such masterpieces as "The Life and Death of the Nation in Profit", "Spring and Autumn in the Spring and Autumn Era", "Qiangu Siwen Dojo", and "Lotus in the Fire", with broad insight, majestic and deep diving, and a kind of grandeur that does not let the eyebrows be shaved. Li Fang's articles are very popular, such as "Seven Faces of Chengdu" and "Can Not Remember Jiangnan - Hangzhou, the Past and Present Life of a Heavenly City" written by her, which have been screened on the Internet. Not only good at writing about the city, Li Fang is also good at writing people, as a media person and a writer, she has a deep observation of contemporary Chinese literature and a deep understanding of many powerful writers in China. In October 2020, Li Fang specially opened a literary column "Literature 108 Generals" on the cover news platform, using vivid and vivid language to tell stories that are not known to readers, depicting 108 contemporary Chinese writers. Want to see what her writers chen zhongzhong, Li Jingze, Ji di majia, Ah Lai, Zhang Kangkang and so on look like? Let's read Li Fang's article.
——-
There is always much ancient meaning, and new poems can be given
——Li Jingze and his own affairs
Text/Li Fang
Born in 1964. He graduated from Peking University in 1984. Literary critic and essayist. He was the editor-in-chief of the magazine "People's Literature", and is now the vice chairman of the China Writers Association, the secretary of the Secretariat, the director of the Museum of Modern Chinese Literature, and the editor-in-chief of the "Chinese Modern Literature Series".
Li Jingze (painter Guo Hongsong)
He is the author of more than ten kinds of theoretical criticism essays, such as "To the Ideal Reader", "Conference Room and Hill", and the prose essay collection "Blue Bird Story Collection", "Yong and Return", "Drinking Notes" and so on. The review collection Bluebird Stories is published in French by the French publishing house Philippe picquier and the Chilean lom press in Spanish.
He has won the Outstanding Young Critic Award of the Feng Mu Literature Award of the China Literature Foundation, the Literary Critic of the Year Award of the Southern Metropolis Daily Chinese Literature and Media Award, the Literary Theory Criticism Award of the Lu Xun Literature Award, the Gold Award of the Annual Critic of the Yangcheng Evening News Huadi Literature List, the October Literature Award, the Southern Metropolis Daily Chinese Literature and Media Award of the Year Essayist Award, the October Prose Biennial Award Outstanding Achievement Award, and so on.
When Li Jingze was young, his talent was amazing, and the amount of alcohol was even more amazing.
Carrying a torn paper bag into the alley, Li Jingze, sitting at the side of the roadside kebab stall, is the most authentic and relaxed Li Jingze. The night is like ink, and the moonlight is like water. Li Jingze, who is immersed in ink or ink, roasts the waist with one hand, roasts the hairy egg with the other hand, the wine is slightly drunk, the world is wide-eyed, how big the wine glass dares to serve, how strong the opponent dares to greet, how big the battle is not afraid. Li Baidou wine hundred poems, Li Jingze doujiu, more than a hundred? Zang denies ancient and modern figures, and is not the longitude and latitude of heaven and earth. We joked with him that his talent, strength, and courage in literary criticism were all practiced at this time.
As he grew older, Li Jingze's talent became more and more overflowing. However, what my friends were not used to was that, contrary to the overflowing talent, his courage became more and more restrained, and he became more and more reserved. Scarves become neck scarves, cigarettes are replaced by pipes, big sweatshirts become big suits... What about wine? No, no, no! That really doesn't work! When he lifted the wine, he put his hand in his suit pocket and pulled it out, a small pill box with French, a small medicine box written in Japanese, a small medicine box with German, a small medicine box with Latin, a small medicine box with Spanish... Knowing that you know English, he has no English instructions in his pocket.
"Recently, I was taking medicine, and the doctor said that the drops of wine could not be dipped. We have to listen to the doctor, right? Tell me? He said with a smile.
The truth of the whole world is in his pocket.
The rejection of the whole world was in his eyes.
So, we see - Li Jingze's "cunning". However, we may not see that Li Jingze's warmth and wisdom are all in his heart.
After graduating from Peking University in 1984 and stepping into the door of the Chinese Writers Association, Li Jingze devoted all his learning and love to his cause and the development and prosperity of Chinese literature for nearly forty years, of which, from 1990 to 2016, he contributed to the magazine "People's Literature".
It is here that Li Jingze looks for the seeds of the growth of Chinese literature from a huge number of letters, digging up and combing word by word, seriously thinking about the target readers of literary journals and the differentiated survival style, and looking forward to seeing more new faces and new perspectives. He was a good editor, a close friend of the writer. As the editor and even editor-in-chief of the People's Literature magazine, Li Jingze may not be able to remember how many issues of "prefaces" he has written. In this land of little land, he is like an old gardener who sweats like rain, making this once barren garden purple and red.
He recommends the work of the year to readers, and does not hide his "prejudice": "One of my prejudices is that I don't like to be so flat and decent, a long or medium story, and you can see the end by looking at the beginning, not that my eyes are poisonous, but that he is too honest." Another prejudice is to like young people or strangers, not to say that young or strange is necessarily good, but a person is young or strange, always less burdened, murderous rush out, or eager to try to fall in love, lose the chain, get the world, always more surging than the old rivers and lakes, more promiscuous, may also be more creative. When he first read Liu Liangcheng's "Chiseling The Void", he truly recorded his surprise: "'Chiseled Void' is a book with sound. Silence and sound may be a hidden theme of the book. The sound in "Chiseled Void" is very far away, far from Xinjiang, but this far away is not only geographical; the distant sound, but also the faint sound, is through the huge noise of this world, the infinite bustle of this world, and then the gossamer-like fluke, accidental sound to our ears. Li Jingze was pleased to see that all kinds of new forces emerged in this garden, like spring shoots after the rain, like the buds of spring, "There are two kinds of new people, one is like an old writer, very good, but we are also looking forward to another kind of new person, he is really young, we can't see the way when he shoots, we can't expect him to take us anywhere, such a person, let us not be steady, but, as mentioned earlier, he also makes us feel that we are likely to do the right thing, It is in the vast sea of people to find the person who has something new and unique to say to the world. These prejudices, surprises, and joys are not the warmth and wisdom of reading the "literary Bole" of "Maxima".
There is an idiom in China that "the needle is hidden in the mian", and Li Jingze's article has always been "the knife in the mian". In ancient military books, there were "thirty-six counts", but Li Jingze's writings were often outside the "thirty-six counts", and countless "knives" and "counts" were interlocked and interlocked, in his inverted pen.
Bi Feiyu commented on Li Jingze, his reading volume is amazing, and the massive reading has helped him establish a very pure aesthetic taste, and I trust his taste. That's true. Li Jingze's resume is too simple to say, but his reading is rich in peanut trees. Fu Sinian exhorted Chinese archaeologists to "go up to the poor and fall into the Yellow Spring, and use their hands and feet to find things", which is very appropriate to Put on Li Jingze. He said that the ancient way is now, the quarrel is full of wind, he is quoted from the side, there is no taboo, he talks and laughs, there is no white Ding, he is drunk and picks up the lamp to see the sword, dreams back to blowing the horns and camps, he often argues with the author when he reads, crosses the geographical time and space, helps the audience and the spectators to get up and do not kneel, and to put a "snow chain" on the world's thoughts. Oh, yes! Only after reading it can we think about it, and I have thought that Fang Zhi has lived.
Li Jingze had wind in his eyes and could not release his hands. He read the accounts of the ancients, and his thoughts jumped beyond the bytes—the souls that had shed their skins, what were they busy with? Going to hell or heaven or wandering in the wilderness? Those lonely ghosts, all they long for is to be reincarnated as human beings and to have another skin bag. Warm, pleasant, painful, fragile, shameful skin. He read the poems of the ancients, and he could see the loneliness and loneliness in their words, the years of a person, the world, and the flood of the universe. He saw the earth and the wilderness of the earth and the sky in Li Shangyin's "The stars sink to the bottom of the sea, and the rain crosses the source of the river to see the earth and the wilderness, as well as the gorgeous, clear blue, cold, and brittle world like crystal glass. He read Plutarch's Biography of a Greco-Roman Celebrity and bowed his hand to humility, "Boy Dare!" In his heart, he thought that he would also write a "Who's Who in the Spring and Autumn Warring States". He read the Bible and found the "Chicken Song Hall" in Jerusalem, where Jesus had been imprisoned before his crucifixion, but saw the ending that had already lurked in his heart—the Last Supper was dispersed, and Jesus and his disciples went to the Mount of Olives, and all the people in this world were once Peter or as cowardly as Peter.
Li Jingze is first and foremost an excellent critic, who uses his pen as a plough and digs and combs, cultivating a huge contingent and laying a solid foundation for contemporary Chinese literature. Jia Pingwo once listed three major events that were indispensable to Beijing - climbing the Great Wall, eating roast duck, and seeing Li Jingze, which is not a joke. Li Jingze is also an excellent writer, and his prose, essays, miscellaneous notes, and essays are all interesting. From theory to system, from deconstruction to construction, from documentary to fiction, from understanding to meaning... These concepts of hard statehood in critics' articles appear unusually deep, generous, and soft in Li Jingze's articles. He used his prose to construct a world of divine prayer. In this world, the Spring and Autumn Period is wide and open, Homer sings and sings flesh and blood, the Wanli Emperor Qing Min Ne Yan, the sunken of time is solemn and sad, and his historical narrative makes people shoot surprises and makes people scatter.
I don't believe in miracles, but Li Jingze is a miracle. The famous teenager was worshipped in the temple of literature to middle age, and the god who was proud of the shore at the top of the pagoda was reduced to a real person who walked the streets and alleys - he smoked a pipe from morning to night, bored at night to eat kebabs, burned incense and practiced thin gold, whether it was spring, summer, autumn or winter with a scarf as an ornament - what is even more bizarre is that his full talent has become the willfulness of the clouds, the enthusiasm has become wise and old and pleasant, and the sharp edge of the paper has become the tranquility of four or two thousand pounds. Du Fu has a poem: "There have always been many ancient meanings, and new poems can be given", Li Jingze found the heavy real gold that was ignored by ordinary people from the rotten grain of Chen sesame seeds in the old paper pile, and from the fake antiques coated with gold powder, he picked up the Qin bricks and Han tiles stained with the dust of the years.
This is the insight cultivated by years of reading and thinking, and the mastery of life and wisdom achievements.
<b>[If you have a news thread, please report to us, once adopted, there is a fee reward.] WeChat feed follows: ihxdsb, report qq: 3386405712].</b>