Chapter 9 I read literature

Literature is a deformed art, which can be proved by history.Li Baidou has a hundred poems on wine, the more drunk he is, the better he can write.I think that his withdrawn character also helped him when later generations tried to praise his poems.Since then, martial arts writers like Gu Long have written freely after drinking, not to mention a school of wind and clouds that has been passed down through the ages, all flowing out of the mouths of bold men who drink and eat meat.The refreshment after drinking is not a panacea, but without the refreshment after drinking, it is absolutely impossible to create words praised by later generations.Dreams come after drinking, and writing comes after dreams.The writer is in a dream, and the reader is also wandering with the text.Doesn't this kind of forgetful way of writing tarnish the good name of art?For example, in ancient times, this kind of Li Bai-style composition style made people applaud and fascinated. From ancient times to the present, the magic pen of divine prose has all evolved from the love of the world.If you put it in the same category as art, listen to beautiful music and look at eye-catching color paintings, literature is really a unique category.And if the talent of the author is hidden, and only looking at the person, later generations will definitely pinch their noses and call him crazy and stupid, but helplessly, all talented people belong to this category.

The amazing thing about literature is that it comes from weird people.So, here, I have to say that literature (more precisely, novels, prose, and poetry) has suffered from too many people's comments, because, between the lines, it embodies that kind of arrogant temperament.Literature, you can read words with your ears and listen to sounds with your eyes, is so outstanding. The deformity I am referring to is not to ridicule or criticize it, but to say that it brings too many stories.And literature, too, has to be a weird, half-smile, intoxicating product.