Preface to the Rose Inscription - There is a tiger in my heart sniffing the rose ——Siegfried Sassoon I didn't expect that the last tens of thousands of numbers.It will be done in Beijing.I thought, it would be in that small plateau town, seeing the snow falling outside the window, hugging the collector's stove, quietly blooming my words on the keyboard. like that.Say goodbye to the hustle and bustle of the world. I believe that one day, I will walk into that undisturbed tranquility, just like the whiteness and peace in my heart when I stood in front of the Panchen Lama and saw him smile that day.And it's good to be like this now.I can stay in such a gentle and atmospheric city, and continue my bewitching in the fireworks of the world, once people see through my weakness.You can also quickly escape into the crowd to find another shelter, or return to your own withered, yellow and crumpled books.

I originally asked brother Jianghu Yeyu to help me write the preface of this book.He had readily complied.Later, due to some external reasons, I gave up.Then forget it.I don't want him to be embarrassed, and there are some things that are still more appropriate for me to express myself. The inscription is a poem by Siegfried Sassoon, a contemporary British poet. I didn’t know it at first, but a friend left a message at the end of my article. When I saw this sentence, my heart throbbed, and then I couldn’t forget it. I knew it well. Fate with me is fixed. Yuefu, not just Yuefu, those ancient poems are like roses planted in my heart, and the emotions that have been pent up for many years are like tigers that have grown up. rose.

I released it carefully, but luckily it knew how to sniff carefully. As people say: The fierce tiger is sniffing the rose carefully, one is strong and the other is soft but blends in such a way, so it is as hard as a cold stone, but there is still a weak lotus in its heart. It is difficult to write Yuefu, and the materials at hand are mostly jerky.Those childhood memories can no longer bear the weight of my current words.Often the writing is very long, because there are too many complicated histories that need to be quoted and digested in the text.The history of the Northern and Southern Dynasties is bizarre, and the era before the Great Unification was absurd and gorgeous beyond words.And those simple songs and chapters must be set off by history, otherwise they will be frivolous and superficial.There was no intellectual turmoil in between.

Traveling in history is like walking in a rose garden. You can see those gorgeous verses, which are as bright as the flowers that are blooming, and withered like the flowers of tomorrow. Whether you are happy or sad, you have to distinguish the thorns under the roses. , not to be stabbed and hurt by the vicissitudes of history and the ups and downs of the world.This book is destined to be an interpretation of history. I don't want to look back at the previous texts, although they are intimate with each other, they are past tense for me.A snake has no attachment to its shed skin, and I am that snake.A friend said to me, I feel a change in you, you have become more assertive in presenting a matter, I am no longer listening to your stories, I can go into the text unconsciously.You know, without knowing it, it's hard to come by.

Such words lifted my spirits when I was tired. For a long time, I have understood my flaws and believed that my changes are right. I have embarked on a quieter path and become more silent.A writer must have clear beliefs about his future and be able to endure loneliness.Writing is a stage where the light of words shines into your heart, and you achieve your own dance.However, this dance is not just for yourself.Don't be distracted by the momentary applause, and don't be discouraged because there is no sound from the audience during the dance, because that is not what you should pay attention to at this time.

I can go back to the Han, Wei, Jin, Six Dynasties, and Tang Dynasty in words.Go wait and see the infinite love and moon at that time, ask those ancients for some love and warm your body.When I wrote about Xie An and Ji Kang, my heart swayed, and when I wrote about Murong Chong, Empress Chen was also very pitiful.I have no prejudice against them, which is the greatest success.As for Li Bai, Liu Yuxi... these familiar people, I use mystical power to evoke them from history, and to reinterpret their stories, I must know how to cherish this opportunity. So I have no time emptiness at all, and these personnel matters have occupied all my thoughts.I couldn't go out, I couldn't have a smooth conversation with people, and I couldn't resist all distractions.If I was distracted by other things, my affection for them would be weakened, my writing would be thin, and if I had other thoughts, they would stop trusting me.

Very hard, very satisfying.A lot of people are amazed at how fast I write when I know it's slow.I wrestled with them for a long time, and if I won, I wrote them.If I lose, I have to hold back without complaint.Waiting for the next chance to win. And, this is an essay.It is a good thing to win one game at a time.If it is a novel, it must gather strength to win the final victory. A series of books, this is the last one.It should not be possible to write works of this kind for a long time.I need to give myself the strength to recover and regenerate. I am a traveler wading through water, and the river is deep under my feet.Lose the initial eagerness to try, and walk across the river calmly. During the last part of the journey, you must fill your heart with strength and be able to reach the other side steadily.This last book is not the end, but the end of a stage, and when it arrives, it heralds a longer and renewed beginning.After that, I will lay down my burden, pick up my luggage, go to a new place, and start another journey.

In the process of writing, I have been listening to Jia Pengfang's erhu.His music, the original CD in Japan.What I make is pure Chinese music, I like it very much. I have also seen it online, very rarely.And it's not sure if it's true or not. If you listen to an original soundtrack worth hundreds of yuan with a laptop speaker, it's a waste of money. These current music on the Internet have accompanied me for countless nights, giving me inspiration and comfort. What needs special explanation is that when writing, I referred to some people's opinions and words. The sources include Yu Qiuyu's "Distant Sound", Shi Zhecun's "Tang Poetry Series", and sources from the Internet. The specific author is no longer available. I can't specify them one by one, but I can only express my sincere gratitude here.

The rose in my heart can bloom as scheduled thanks to many people.Along the way, I have also received too much care and support.I am grateful.There is a Zen poem, which is used to describe my mood and attitude just right: "The flowers are not blooming and the moon is not yet full" There is still room for perfection in everything, and the time is long, so why not raise your eyebrows and smile lightly, with a calm mind? -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------