Go to the ends of the earth, wash away the lead and pick up the cold branches. Where does the song come from?

Singing Peach Blossoms All over the World —— An Interview with Wang Dingjun

It is drizzling, the sky is gray, and the air is wet and cold in spring. We came to a quiet residential area in the suburb of Flushing, new york, stopped in front of a green house and knocked on the door.

The last time I saw Ding Gong was ten years ago. At a literary forum in new york, I watched him greet the audience with his hands folded. His speech was concise, and for a moment I felt as if I had met a monk. Ten years later, Ding Gong was close at hand. He wore a navy China jacket and sat with his eyes down, looking peaceful and quiet. Slightly Shandong accent, calm tone, occasional meditation, words full of philosophical thoughts slowly come and shine. Look, manners, thoughts and words still make me feel like a monk. Ding Gong is a Christian. He went to church with his mother since childhood, and was influenced by Buddhist thought after going abroad.

At the beginning of immigration 30 years ago, he was far from rooted in a foreign country, and the impact of cultural differences made him unable to write for a time. This "cultural revolution of the soul", as he called it, was finally enlightened by the epiphany of Buddhism. He reconnected with the spiritual realm of great writers. After that, his works exuded the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the sadness of losing roots was promoted to open wisdom. Christianity and Buddhism, combined with the tempering of literature, formed a complete spiritual system of Ding Gong through the blending of his thoughts, not drifting with the tide, not arrogant and impetuous. There are both Confucian harmony and difference, as well as Buddhist compassion.

Ding Gong studied hard all his life. In recent years, he wrote on the computer and typed four volumes of memoirs word for word. I started from my personal footsteps, took Superman's memory as the classics and the information of heaven and earth as the latitude, and wrote about the country for decades. I have been writing for seventeen years, and in March this year, I published the fourth volume of my memoir, Literary Jianghu. He said: "After writing my memoirs, I had a good time and made a lot of money. It's time to start writing Recently, I often think of what Mao Mu said when he retired: "I am an extinct volcano".

Ding Gong doesn't often participate in social activities and is rarely invited to give speeches. He writes silently every day, turning his rich life experience and wisdom into a well-written article. This is his way of contributing to society.

Near noon, Teacher Shi cooked us a light, delicious and nutritious home-cooked meal. Believing in Buddhism, loving flowers, volunteering, taking good care of Ding Gong, husband and wife for decades, she and Ding Gong look almost the same, with a kind heart and quiet body and mind. After dinner, Ding Gong and his wife insisted on holding an umbrella in the rain to see us get on the bus. China's long-lost way of life, in the depths of memory, exudes fragrance for a long time.

Huishou immigrant road

In March this year, the fourth volume of Wang Dingjun's autobiography "Literary Jianghu" was published. The reporter asked him if he would write after moving to the United States for 30 years, which was beyond the scope of the trilogy. He said: "When I immigrated abroad and walked into the US Customs, I felt like I was dead." He doesn't want to write any more.

65438-0978 immigrated to the United States, first lived in New Jersey, and then settled in new york for 30 years. In the article "Old Songs", he wrote: "Who will take the initiative to choose the path of immigration, abandon the past and look for the future, and how much suffering they will suffer. Reveal the helplessness of immigrants.

Looking back on the decision to emigrate, he said that after he was born, his mother asked someone to tell his fortune. The fortune teller said that he had been "hurting officials" all his life, and he didn't keep his ancestral business. Either his family was ruined or he went with the flow. Later, his family was defeated by bandits and war, leaving only wandering. "I wrote a memoir and adjusted it. I find that I am a constant person and often change my mind. At first I thought it was a habit caused by drift, but now I think it may be a drift caused by personality. For me, immigration is another drifting, the last drifting. 」

Another reason for immigration is to concentrate on writing and be loyal to literature. There are too many chores in Taiwan Province Province, and a lot of preparation and aftermath are often needed. In the United States, no one begged him, but he was also Dont Ask For Help. "equivalent to becoming a monk, put down ten thousand reasons, with six clean, can be truly loyal to literature. 」

He immigrated to America for the sake of his children's schooling. In the past, there was fierce competition for universities in Taiwan Province Province, and he was worried that his children would not be admitted to universities.