Chapter 159 "Sea City" touched my heart

I like to read Yang Shuo's prose very much. Among the modern writers I love to read, he has his unique style.Last night, I recalled a few sentences in Sikong Tu's "Poetry", and I thought that if Liu Baiyu's prose is like "collecting flowing water, fluffy spring", then Yang Shuo's prose is "falling flowers without words, people are as light as chrysanthemums" "Are. I like Yang Shuo's prose for several reasons. One is: some of the things he writes are familiar and beloved to me, for example, the landscape figures in Bohai Bay.Seeing these descriptions often makes my heart tremble!These things are always in my mind, but not in my writing, the reason is that I have not been to Bohai Bay after liberation.But if I have been there, can I write so well?

The fishy smell of the sea, hearing the very kind local accent of the car flying in from both sides of the road, my heart was so agitated that it seemed to be melting, it was soft and hot... —— "Penglai Wonderland" The chain runs across the Bohai Bay... Speaking of wild flowers, it is also a feature of the island.In spring, there are wild springs;... In winter, the grass is yellow and the flowers are gone, but flowers are scattered from the sky, so the mountains are covered with a layer of dazzling snowflakes. ——"Sea City" Several articles in "Sea City" describe the scenery of the author's hometown——Penglai, Shandong—that is so authentic, friendly, and fascinating.Only those who spent their lonely childhood in the place where "the sea is blue and blue, so blue that people are intoxicated", can deeply feel that the articles are as real as listening to the gossip of family members, and in these few essays , about the household life of the coastal people, how painful it is to read!

Character.The dead ones have been buried in the vast ocean long ago... Think about this fisherman, who floats on the sea all year round, and the weather changes, the wind and the waves are strong, and he has to send a hundred lives in. ... When the wind blows, women and children all go up to the top of the mountain, burn incense and kowtow, and everyone looks at the boat of their relatives, crying and screaming. On the nape of your neck. This passage brought me back half a century ago: In the evening of this day, there were still white sails, like a cluster of moths, gradually disappearing beyond the horizon, and the fishing boats I saw every day were all out to sea.In the middle of the night, there was a strong wind, and with the heavy rain, the giant branches with dense leaves were pressed against the iron screen window and swept back and forth, rustling, and the raindrops hit the glass window like knocking bamboo!When I got up the next day, it was still windy and rainy, and the yard was full of fallen leaves and broken branches.When I hurried upstairs to look, the sea was full of white waves... On the small door on the seaside, there was a Dragon King Temple with the words "All life is covered with water, the world is peaceful", and weeping women kept coming in and out.After a few days, the doors of almost the entire village were covered with white paper, and one or two hundred fishing boats turned over that night!Not long after, I was playing on the beach, and saw a skull on the beach at low tide, and a small crab, going in and out between the white and empty eye sockets... During those one or two months, our family couldn't eat fresh fish!

"Three points of life for sailing in a boat and walking in water", the fate of the fishermen in the past was so miserable! I don't know how many facts of exploitation and oppression that I don't know about "the ship owner's bloodless knife is on the back of the neck".When I read the two articles "Penglai Fairyland" and "Sea City", it was written that under the leadership of the party, the coastal people finally took their fate into their own hands and turned the living hell into a fairy mountain on the sea, how could I? Doesn't boundless joy well up from the bottom of my heart?

The article describes a scene on the seashore: how fishermen catch shrimps, how to cast nets, how to shovel abalone, as well as peach blossoms like morning glow, seabirds like snow balls...all of which have caused me countless memories, and I am really fascinated , and even some words, such as "haiyan" and "dichang", if they are pronounced with a Shandong accent, they are all familiar and heart-warming words! "Haiyan" is the seaside, and "dichang" is the place, but I have never heard of these, and it has been many years! There are also some articles in "Sea City", which are about the author's experience in foreign countries. Some of these places I have been to, and some I have not been to.According to my own experience, this kind of article is not easy to write well.When you arrive in an unfamiliar place, you will feel a lot of emotions when you think about the "past" of this place, see the "present" of this place, and speculate about the "future" of this place.When you come into contact with the local people, as a person from New China, you will always receive very warm and sincere hospitality. They also put China's past, present, and future on you.At this time, the writing is too general, such as "the red flag is like a sea, the flag is like a forest", "handshake tightly, hug warmly", etc., not only the readers are not impressed, but I always feel that the words do not express the meaning, and the words Nothing!Therefore, to be able to capture a prominent phenomenon and describe the thoughts and feelings of foreign people depends entirely on the choice and skills of the writer.

Another reason why I like Yang Shuo's prose is here!In "Egyptian Lamp", the author chooses a female dancer whose name is not known "with two big golden earrings dangling on her ears" to represent Egypt. She gave the author a small Egyptian lamp, so in the author When he participated in the Beijing people's demonstration in support of Egypt, he saw: ... The pair of big earrings I saw were not alone, but caught in the running crowd; each person was not holding a small lamp, but thousands of shining torches. ……… I am willing to turn my life into a small candle and put it on an Egyptian lamp. As long as it can emit a light as big as a firefly’s tail and illuminate your hearts that are more precious than gold, that’s all. My friendship.

Also in "Pyramid Night Moon", the author bravely and succinctly narrated the epic history of the Egyptian people's defense of Port Said under the moon shadow of the pyramid: He swallowed and said, "My son no longer guards this, he has gone to guard the motherland." The fat black man whispered into my ear: "Don't ask him that again. His son died in the battle of Port Said, and he knew it, but he never said that his son was dead, only that he was still alive. ..." Such a son will never die, what a heroic son, what a strong father! In this collection, there are also some memories of the author's time in the army, such as "Baihuashan" and "The Story of Tieliu", all of which use the simplest writing style to describe the most simple murderers and desperate rural youths. How to grow into a shining soldier of the People's Liberation Army; and from the most ordinary stories to tell foreign revolutionary literary works with patriotic and international spirits, how to arouse the love of a breeder who is most afraid of learning, making him think: "Anyway. As soon as I heard it, I felt that it was very delicious, as if I drank four or two for nothing, and my whole body was full of strength. If you tell me to jump into the fire to fight devils, I dare to go."

Here, I don't want to copy more of the articles and sentences I like in this collection. Those who love to read prose and learn to write prose, it is best to read the original.In several articles at the back of the collection, such as "My Transformation" and "Confessions of Writing", the key issues of writing and the appreciation of works are expressed sincerely and profoundly.There are a few sentences in the third paragraph of "Confessions of Writing", which almost speak for me: Saying that this work is not impressive at all.The so-called moving or not is to say whether the emotion of watching the work pokes your heart.I think, on the basis of proper thinking, this most direct feeling can often measure the value of a work.

"Sea City" touched my heart. First of all, I directly felt that the author has sincere and rich feelings for the people and places he described. It just so happened that I also had considerable feelings for some of the people and places described by the author. Contact, but also a strong feeling.In addition, the author's writing style can be called as clear as water, simple and concise, fresh and elegant, which makes people linger and never forget.The author himself said in the "Preface", "A good prose is a poem." Then, there are several poems in this collection.I still remember that on the eighth page of the "People's Daily" several months ago, I saw an article by the author mourning the murder of the revolutionary leader Maumie in Cameroon, and there was an article in the March issue of "People's Literature" in 1961, Good prose, too, well worth a read.

I like to write in the form of prose, so I read prose works more carefully, for appreciation and for learning and emulation. From the experience of writing and reading these years, I found that really good prose is rare, and it is not easy to write prose that is moving.If you don’t love the subject you describe, if you don’t have sincere feelings, you can’t write well until the time you have to write; Skilled enough to put the right word in the right place and still not write well.Therefore, on the one hand, the author should go deep into the torrent of people's life to cultivate his own feelings and love for people's life, on the other hand, he should read more (all works from ancient and modern China and foreign countries) and write more to exercise his writing skills. "Sea City" is one of the readable modern prose works.