Chapter 145 land search

Suxi and I first met at the end of the drama of the Cultural Revolution.However, in the social drama on the first act, the role played by my partner originally belonged to two "camps" that were hostile to each other. The long and meaningless struggle exhausted everyone's enthusiasm and brought about a deathly loneliness in spirit.The Cultural Revolution ended as a war with no winners, but sadly, the anti-property sentiment among the losers was still very strong. Surprisingly, Guxi and I became friends at this time.What connects us is literature (this is a long-lost word).Before that time, Gu Xi was already a well-known young poet in the province. As early as 1965, he attended the National Youth Amateur Literary Creation Activist Congress.The common hobbies made me abandon the prejudices of the factions, and enthusiastically plunged into a new world with breezy wind, and forgot the nightmare that I had been having for many years.Although not even one of the works at that time can be compiled into the current collection, it will always occupy an indelible aspect in the chapters of life-a few rare green grasses growing on the dry spiritual land , is still fresh in memory.During this period, Gu Xi and his friends edited and published the collection of poems "Yan'an Mountain Flowers".At that time, hundreds of thousands of copies were sold at home and abroad. It can be said that this is the first poetry collection with earthy flavor and literary consciousness in mainland China in the late period of the Cultural Revolution, and it cannot but attract the attention of the society.Later, Gu Xi and everyone ran around to publish a literary tabloid "Shanhua" (the 20th anniversary of its birth will be celebrated in 1992).Many influential writers and poets in China published their original works in this tabloid, and some even made their debuts.For a while, the literary and artistic creation of Yanchuan County in northern Shaanxi, where we are located, attracted the attention of the whole country, and it almost became a "typical".All of these are inseparable from Gu Xi, who passionately organizes these meaningful activities.Later, I felt that the bowl of tempting soup of poetry was not suitable for my taste, so I switched to novels, but Gu Xi has never changed his infatuation, and has always been passionately in love with his muse. Ten years of painstaking poetry collection.

The poet Gu Xi's original occupation was a fireman.He had just bid farewell to the teenager at that time. The poor family made him barely finish high school, and then he started to make a living by himself; he dealt with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, and he had tasted the ups and downs of life no matter before or after.As the son of a farmer in northern Shaanxi, he inherited the tenacious and indomitable spiritual quality of the laborers. For decades, while coping with the embarrassment and embarrassment of life, he worked hard on his beloved yellow land with childish persistence. Seek and pluck the flowers of poetry.

The style of Guxi's early poetry creation was almost entirely formed on the basis of studying folk songs in northern Shaanxi (mainly Xintianyou).His fascination with northern Shaanxi folk songs even went to the point of rejecting other poetic forms intentionally or unintentionally.He grew up sucking the rich milk of folk songs in northern Shaanxi.In terms of using this form, Gu Xi has reached a very unusual state. Some poems have left a strong impression on people, but in terms of content, they were limited by social life at that time, which affected the depth of the works. There are very few in this collection, which makes people feel a kind of historical regret.

Reading Guxi's first poems, you often feel that those poems were not written on paper with a pen, but dug out of the tank with an old pick.Some people call his poems "Old Poetry".Of course, if one insists on comparing the poems embroidered with embroidery needles on silk and satin with this kind of old-fashioned poems, such poems may be regarded as a bit vulgar and unrefined.But I think that bread and steamed buns have their own tastes, just like a folk proverb in northern Shaanxi: clear oil and bitter herbs, each takes the favorite. Gu Xi, who looks like an intellectual, has the blood of peasants flowing in his veins. Even suits and leather shoes and wide-rimmed glasses cannot conceal this essence.First of all, his working state is like that of a farmer in northern Shaanxi, and whenever there is a harvest, the poet himself is often the first to feel greatly.Whenever there is something new to come out of the cage, I always recite it to my relatives and friends with fascination and tirelessness.In the eyes of outsiders, he even cherishes the fruits of his own labor a little too much. Of course, he understands him if he knows it well, because every song he is proud of is almost the product of exhausting juice and racking his brains.This person has never been to college, writing cannot be based on a solid foundation of knowledge, and he does not belong to the kind of talented person who can't play without playing. Poetry can often flow endlessly like tap water. Poetry is not written by talent, and sometimes it seems to be "suddenly realized" after the god of poetry clearly hints, and the peasant's simplicity often results in catching a dragonfly and using a big net to catch a flying eagle. , is not known by the people of Yaxingji. Even with such painstaking efforts, he can't catch that beautiful dragonfly every time.Judging from the poet's decades of works, the amount he has harvested is not very large.But there is no doubt that among all his harvests, there are indeed many impressive things, which are enough to alert us to the poet's labor. We can guess that he often faces a large blank space between the two harvests. .He is also a person who is restless by nature and has no patience to sit on the sidelines. Once he loses the spirituality of poetry, he will busily and fanatically devote himself to various social literary activities, guiding the creation of beginner writers to other trivial matters. He never changed his mind about affairs, even if his efforts were unfavorable. This kind of dedication also affected his own creation.Of course, he has never stopped his persistent pursuit of poetry, and sometimes even has no hope of harvesting, but he is also working hard.This point once again reflects his true nature of a farmer. For a farmer, even in the face of a purely unharvested autumn, he will never give birth to the slightest regret for the hardships he has paid for spring sowing and summer cultivation. .

From this point of view, we feel that Gu Xi’s gains in life struggle may be greater than his gains in poetry creation.It is also difficult for us to judge which kind of harvest is more precious to people. Perhaps the joy obtained in the process of life struggle is far more beautiful than the specific result obtained.This is true not only for Guxi, but probably for all of us. Gu Xi’s poems in the later period changed a lot and made great progress. He was obviously not satisfied with the wild songs of the early folk songs, and tried to sing with a more free voice to express his richer feelings about life. The stream rushed out of the narrow valley and began to Flow on a wider river bed.We even have the feeling that the river suddenly changes course, and we hear a certain grandiose noise in the river of his poetry.Although some places show a kind of bluntness or reluctance, on the whole, his later poems show a clearly mature attitude towards life.For Gu Xi, this is a leap forward, although this leap has the nature of experimentation and exploration, this collection of poems mainly collects the works of the poet during this period.It can be seen that he is obviously pursuing a kind of depth and a philosophical consciousness deliberately. When showing the polygonal mirror of real life, he tries to use his calm fingers to light up the candlelight of history to give him a distant view.What hangs over all of this is the poet's deep love for this thick land in northern Shaanxi and his nostalgia like cuckoo's cry of blood, which arouses the kind of nostalgia we all share.These have largely made up for the poet's deficiencies in technique.In addition, we also feel that when pursuing a new form and new expression, it does not mean that we must sacrifice and abandon the original things as the price.Guxi's deep folk song accomplishment should be reflected in the pursuit of creation - of course it should be a manifestation of sublimation.