Chapter 21 9. The Discovery of Autumn (2)

From this period, I discovered Autumn, I also discovered myself, I discovered life, I also discovered ambition, and I discovered Mao Zedong (reading "Changsha" than I also discovered poetry: I can't waste my time, I can't be mediocre, I must work hard , I should work hard, I naturally have to work hard to become a giant. I still speak highly of this poem by Mao Zedong, thinking that its completeness and clarity, symmetry and pattern surpass many poems since then.Only "Recalling Qin'e" "The west wind is strong, and the geese in the sky are called the frost morning moon..." can be compared with it. "Song of Snow" is great, but the few sentences of "Xi Qin Huang Han Wu..." are unavoidably flat. "Answer to Li Shuyi" is very touching, but the two sentences "Ask Wu Gang about everything..." are too common.And "Changsha" is both exquisite and magnificent, pure and heroic, exciting and impeccable, it is the best.

As for spring, I feel the latest in spring.That was in 1950, after I graduated from the Central Youth League School and was assigned to work committee of the Third District of Beijing New Democratic Youth League as a department secretary. Chun's first discovery was in Beihai Park, which was also influenced by his reading.At the front gate of Beihai, under the weeping willows over the teahouse, the endless spring water makes me feel spring. In the spring of 1950, my sister Wang Sa and I were enjoying the lake near the stone bridge and archway, and we met Cui Ruifang, a girl from the second middle school who came to the park.The No. 2 Girls Middle School is in the third district where I work, and my sister once participated in a study with Cui.Let's talk.Her smile is unforgettable to me.And after meeting her, she asked more than once: "Wang Meng, why do you have such a young sister?" We seem to have drawn closer since then.

The description of spring made me feel a touch of nerve endings, a kind of sadness and bewilderment, a little sloppy.After all, I am born in autumn, and I am more suitable for autumn.My eldest son Wang Shan wrote a new poem "I am the Son of Autumn". I like the title of his poem.