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Chapter 43 sunshine on the frontier

full moon 林清玄 1822Words 2018-03-18
At 5:50, the 747 of China Airlines bound for San Francisco was about to take off. I came out of the departure hall, drove the car, and stepped on the accelerator, just in time to see the 747 taking off in a beautiful posture. I flew along the asphalt road; It has passed over my head and flew to the distance of the sky. This is a rare sunny day, a good day for a long journey, the sun shines on the earth, bright to the invisible distance.The plane is bound to pass through the clouds. I don’t know if there is sunshine on the other side of the sky. I only know that where there is sunshine, there must be sadness of separation and laughter of reunion. I believe that you will definitely go to the place for you Bring in the sunshine.

When I turned around from the exit hall just now, I saw my own shadow in the glass floor-to-ceiling windows, because the glass was not smooth enough, the shadow stretched very long, but your shadow was on the glass window on the other side of the aisle. It has been eleven years since we first met.At that time, it was your most glorious youth, and now you are in your prime. At that time, I was a young boy who just started, and now I have stepped into youth. The first time we met, I participated in an essay competition and won the first prize. They invited you to present the award, and you called me the next day to invite papers, which flattered me.That's why I'm willing to give up other options to follow you.

People say that there is a bole in the world, and then there is a thousand-mile horse. Although I dare not say that it can gallop a thousand miles, I believe that as long as there is a bole, even if it is not far away, it is not far away! I have a strong belief in writing, and I am willing to work tirelessly and painstakingly train myself, almost entirely inspired by you. The thing that touched me the most at that time was that in order to encourage me to engage in reportage work, you always prepared 20,000 yuan in your drawer for me. You said: "As long as you want to set off, you can use this A sum of money to go out at any time.” And that sum of money is filled up from time to time, and that time has indeed become the biggest motivation for me to go out at any time.Sometimes you paid me the manuscript fee in advance, saying: "You can deduct it after you write it!"

These are two small things, but an editor who can encourage newcomers in this way may never be seen again.Later, when I learned that you were born in poverty and often borrowed money to survive while you were studying, I was even more admirable for your ability to value righteousness over wealth.This kind of mind is the mind in Du Fu's poem: "An De Guang Mansion is thousands of questions, and it can shelter the world's poor and happy people."Therefore, although time has changed over the years and our situation has completely changed, I always feel that I am your first child, and you have cultivated me by yourself.Such kindness, how could the word friendship be enough?You have friends all over the world, and you have a heart all over the world, and there are not a few children like me.In your hands, the vitality of supplements has been reinvigorated, the breadth of literature has been expanded, the image of the village has been reshaped, and the level of culture and art has been improved. These commentators have long commented.

Only friends who know you know the other side of you. This side is you singing the songs of the Yellow River with pride, it is you talking about your father's great ambitions when he pioneered the wilderness in the Northwest, it is you who drank all the strong wine and still miss the countryside In the motherland, it is you who suffer setbacks and do not lose confidence in your ideals, it is you who always care about those people hidden in the corner, and it is you who only give to your friends and do not expect them to return. The most important thing is that you are an upright person, you have always acted frankly and honestly, and you have nothing to hide.

More than ten years ago, when I first read your poems and articles about art, I felt that if you were not an editor, you would be an excellent writer or a sincere scholar.Sometimes I think about it for a long time, and I can’t help but regret that your talents in this area have not been extended, but when you think of your influence and contribution to society, you are relieved. I am most delighted to hear that you are going to study abroad.Maybe this is the only way to get rid of ten years of mundane affairs and start from your youngest period.That kind of feeling is like we leave the crowd and go to a place with beautiful scenery, where you can write your poems and sing your songs to your heart's content, without worrying about your image and achievements.I believe that if a person climbs to the top but cannot dive into the valley, he will grow old soon and will never be able to climb higher mountains.This is my belief in waiting for your return to create a bigger world, and I am still willing to follow you as I have for ten years.

When we leave our homeland, we can no longer be as lively as before when the house was full of guests, and we can no longer be as proud as before, but in this troubled world, we can have a moment of peace, look back at the applause on the way we came, and be able to face the world alone. How precious is the moment to your own soul!We have tasted Taiwan’s bitter wine together, and we will miss you. It was only when you boarded the plane that I realized the poetic flavor of Wang Wei. Let's not mind when others criticize you, slander you, and envy you in magazines!Because in history, only the weak ones are jealous of the strong ones, the small ones slander the big ones, and the side ones criticize the righteous ones. Your existence, your personality, your bearing and your mind have their own public evaluation.

I always believe that no matter how the world changes and how desolate the world is, even if you go to the frontier, the sun will shine on the frontier, and let me sing a sad poem for you: The territory of autumn, the boundaries are under the same sunset At the border, silently stand some yellow chrysanthemums And he came all the way, drinking sober foreign country outside the window How much I want to step out, one step is nostalgia That beautiful nostalgia is within reach Nostalgia is always far away, and miss is always after we leave. We once walked side by side, and sang to each other. We used to be horses in the same trough. Now you unsaddle the saddle and sharpen your sword, but I am still alone in the south of the Yangtze River. Ma, when I think of it this way, I admire your situation.

My Taipei has arrived, and your Wisconsin is coming soon. The sky is far away, and the eyes of thousands of miles are bright. I cook wine and wait for you to come back and write poems.We drank the cup in our hands first. — April 27, 1983
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