Dai Qiren's Impression of His Poems

Reading "Du Fu in the City" for the first time

Text/Yan Guanghua

How's it going? Is it unusual to hear this man's name?

1986 to 199 1, taking part in correspondence study in the Department of Chinese Language and Literature of Correspondence University affiliated to Inner Mongolia Normal University.

At that time, there was a saying that if you want to study for an undergraduate course, you will continue voluntarily after three years, and you will not be given a junior college certificate. However, if you study for another two years, you will not be given an undergraduate diploma or even a junior college certificate.

It was Dai who told us about modern literature in junior college. My first impression of Mr. Dai is that he is aggressive, well-spoken, simple in explanation, rigorous in content logic, standardized in blackboard writing design and appropriate in rhythm. At that time, he was the director of the academic affairs office of Chifeng Institute of Education and the title of associate professor. Graduated from Beijing Normal University.

At the undergraduate stage, Mr. Dai told us about Lu Xun's special research, which made me know more about Lu Xun, my most admired writer.

Teacher Dai is very strict with us at ordinary times. Correspondents are no different from full-time college students. They only get face-to-face lectures twice a year in winter and summer vacations, ranging from 10 to 20 days. I remember once, many students were absent from class. Teacher Dai lost his temper in class, and his harsh words left a deep impression on me. Let me know that he is a respectable and responsible teacher.

Most of the time, Mr. Dai is amiable. I remember one time he told me how much he enjoyed the feeling of forgetting me when traveling with students. He took off his mask and was honest with students, but it was so uncomfortable to wrap himself up and walk in the crowd. At that time, I felt that Mr. Dai was not a tall university teacher, but a friend we could talk to. He sometimes tells us his position and views on the national situation and social phenomena without concealment. Let us feel that Teacher Dai is not only teaching us to study, but also teaching us to be human.

1991June, we ended the correspondence study. After graduation photo and the farewell dinner, everyone went their separate ways. There is little contact between teachers and students, and between classmates.

Last year, I treated my teeth in a dental clinic near Songshan No.2 Primary School. I came across a collection of poems and essays by Dr. Yang. The writer is teacher Xing Jian. Xing Lao has loved writing since he was in college and has been writing ever since. I was delighted to find that he mentioned his friend Miss Dai in an article.

A few days ago, Haiyan, chairman of Chifeng No.4 Middle School Federation of Literary and Art Circles, dragged me into the group and met a teacher named Zhong Sheng in the group. After reading the handwritten photos he posted in the group, I realized that he was Teacher Xing Jian! Through chatting in the group, I learned that Mr. Dai returned to Shanghai after retirement and published a collection of poems. When I expressed regret that I had not read Mr. Dai's book, Xing Lao conveyed my thoughts to Mr. Dai. However, Lao Dai didn't give up his stupidity. He sent his collection of poems "Du Fu in the City" to Chifeng, Xing Lao and Haiyan, and slept with his father-in-law last weekend. Yesterday morning, "Urban Rhododendron" finally flew into my study!

When an expert takes action, he knows whether there is one. Profound knowledge, rich experience, profound thoughts, unique discoveries and passionate emotions are all displayed in wonderful poems.

Please read the last section of the author's The Mystery of Ashatu.

Suspense, such as silver coins for divination.

Has been rolling in the deep sky

I can't figure out the face of money, so I have to guess hard.

Is his shielding bottom the same as mine?

As soon as they were born, they were entangled in the clouds of the earth one by one.

It is difficult to distinguish between true and false, rain or shine, and turbidity.

? In the end, also helpless in the fate of all things:

Inevitable aging, irresistible decline

But this bottomless maze

? After all, I was carried away by my immaturity.

? Ashatu Stone Forest

? Tall and straight, a cloud is light.

? A wind in the sky is clear.

? This poem revolves around the word "mystery", which not only describes the shock and infinite reverie brought by the strange beauty of Ashatu Stone Forest to tourists, but also blends into the author's real and profound life situation and arouses readers' strong thoughts and feelings.

Literature is the art of language, especially poetry. Teacher Dai pays special attention to honing language in her writing. Please read them one by one.

Idle clouds: the lake of nomadic paradise

A huge lake: Yunqi grassland

? Oh, Darinot, I'm in your arms.

? Little Hongyan who can't stop singing

? 1 1 "Oh, Darinot"

? A golden waterfall falling from the sky

Straight at my horror.

I believe: this is not the moment when God loses control.

This season is out of control.

Therefore, it is homesickness that lasts for many years.

Give me unexpected compensation?

Rapeseed with tears, dress up and hug me.

The Great Wall Plateau in August

1 1 Plateau Rape Flower

Sweep hope everywhere

It is unknown to pile up into mountains again.

My hookah is red in the eyes.

Pay attention to the black hand of the night

But my branches are tired.

I can't stand the thief's heart.

Well, the sun hurts today.

The north wind is also considerate.

Captain, there is no need to make a hullabaloo about

We've done our best.

Hold high

A happy and proud year.

Shake violently

A year full of regrets and bad luck

Whenever you land,

How many surprises are there?

In this poem, there is a touching feeling of a pure child.

? Such as "Wangjiazhai Bridge", the whole poem is as follows:

Wangjiashi Bridge, Mother's Choice

Qiaonan is my home and Qiaobei is my alma mater.

? Every time I dream of going back to my hometown.

? I can't get to Wangjiashi Bridge.

? I spent most of my time in the snowstorm.

? Or lost in the dust.

? But as long as I open my eyes, no matter the ends of the earth

? I can see them clearly.

? Mother always carries water, washes clothes and washes rice under the bridge.

? Look around and see if I'm happy or arguing.

? On the left bank of the bridge, mother planted sadness.

? Help the whole family overcome hunger and disaster

? On the right bank of the bridge, mother cried.

? Funeral for my brothers and sisters who died young.

The most important festival in my mother's life is also here.

Illiterate, she personally sent me across the bridge to go to college.

I am the first pride of our family and the whole street.

? From that day on, mom's cleanliness was no longer taken for granted.

? Her foreign accent is no longer laughed at.

? Wang Jia Shiqiao, Mother's Choice.

Qiaonan is my home and Qiaobei is my alma mater.

When the news that the bridge would be demolished just spread

The first person who was in a hurry to tell me was my mother herself.

That year, her old man's house had begun to suffer from dementia.

But the tone is calm and smiling.

How rich information a little poem contains! What a strong emotion is condensed in the calm and temperate narrative!

There is a brave self-analysis in this poem.

Anyway, the people around you

? Is an inescapable mirror.

Although I hate taking advantage of other people's disasters

Masturbate my peace.

I don't want to take advantage of other people's illness.

Narcissism, my dead body

But once you see sincere and transparent eyes,

I'll hate myself.

Why is it difficult to discard the mask that should be picked?

See brave self-cutting, bloody mind

I would be ashamed.

Why not lock the open doors and windows?

See the burning heart in the dark

I must be more ashamed.

Why does the key tremble when the iron lock is to be opened?

Teacher Dai's poems have two outstanding features:

First, sing in the form of poetry. Personally, the advantage of this writing is that you can conceive the object of singing from many angles and write it from many sides, giving people rich and profound ideological enlightenment and emotional infiltration.

? For example, Return to Keshiketeng, Elm Forest, Black King Kong, Wild Mountain, Mother's Choice, Love of Haihe River, Brother Xun's Coming, Wuzhen Green Pen, Boating in the North and Suddenly Flying into the Statue's Belly. ...

Second, not only what you can see, what you can walk on, but what you can think of can be written into the poem. Every time you meet, the author will dig deep into the theme with his keen feeling and rich association and write this extraordinary article.

? For example, I was bitten by a dog, a bucket of paint, a spider living in a humble abode, a bronze statue of Huangxing in Huangxing Park, a confession of Populus euphratica, a downpipe incident, a drowned bird in the courtyard, a whipped poet, a poem tablet that visited the Shen Garden on a rainy night, and a dragon boat in the Miluo River.

By reading the postscript, we know that the poet will wear the old book "Du Fu in the City". Compared with the first book of poetry "Shanghai, please listen to me", we are all surprised by its changes. Lao Dai said that the breakthrough of his "declining reform" was self-reflection on poetry creation. Lao Dai wrote one by one in the postscript

In the past four years, "what I borrowed more from the reform was my review of the history of Chinese and foreign literature." Especially from the course of Modern Poetry, I think I have realized three hard truths: First, the trend of every kind of literature or poetry in the world has changed for many reasons, but there is only one criterion to measure success: whether there are great poets and classic works. Secondly, with the development of modern new poetry, every time a new trend appears, there is a rebellion against the conservatism, triteness or defects of the original mainstream poetry; Although extremes, fallacies and failures are inevitable, the general trend is unstoppable. Third, the reform of modern new poetry must absorb the excellent traditions of Chinese and foreign poetry in order to develop healthily. The above ideas have added great confidence and strength to my "political reform".

After reading Mr. Dai's poem, my wife told me that if you look at the topic, you will know that your things should be refined. Although she does not write much, she has a good sense of language. A little boy who graduated from a third-rate high school, a layman in literature, can't compare with Lao Dai? !

With my present academic ability and experience, many of Mr. Dai's poems are still incomprehensible. But reading books that sharpen the brain has many advantages. Teachers can "reform the elderly", how can students stop!

? Learn from Mr. Dai, don't repeat others or yourself.

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