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Do you think the two interpretations of Mo Yan's poem make sense?

author:Writer Li Benshen

Zhao Guiming Li Benshen

Mo Yanshu gave a splendid sentence, who knows the sentence poke the root deep - two interpretations of Mo Yan's poem

Do you think the two interpretations of Mo Yan's poem make sense?

【Background Material】

Contemporary writer Li Benshen is about to hold a calligraphy and painting exhibition in his hometown of Wenshui, and his classmate Mo Yan specially wrote the title of the exhibition and gave him a poem. Poetry:

Weizhen Hexi Li Benshen,

Sky in the sky.

See you again in thirty years,

The edge is still not let people.

Do you think the two interpretations of Mo Yan's poem make sense?

Zhao Guiming: Brother Li, you have your classmate Mo Yan's ink treasure, which is gratifying and congratulatory. Add a lot of color to my brother's calligraphy and painting exhibition. But I have been carefully observing my brother's demeanor recently, why is he a little depressed?

Li Benshen: Brother Gui Ming's eyes are indeed sharp, and the hole is like watching the fire, in a word. My heart is depressed, and I am mixing up the five tastes.

Zhao Guiming: I can't understand this, as Mo Yan, who has been in the same window with you twice, a piece of sincerity for you, especially the poem that was given to you, the literary talent is flying, the mouth is occupied, and I feel that I have praised your old classmates, and you should have been happy privately.

Li Benshen: Non-also. Brother is only aware of the first does not know the second ah, Mo Yan gave me this poem is undoubtedly his good intentions to praise me, but after I read it, I feel like a thorn in the back, and there is a lot of uneasiness in my heart!

Zhao Guiming: Oh, brother why did he say this?

Li Benshen: Alas, it has nothing to do with this poem, it is also my heart disease for many years.

Zhao Guiming: The more my brother said that I was more confused, then please use verses to solve my puzzles one by one. Let's start with the first sentence," Wei Zhen Hexi Li Benshen, "isn't this a compliment to your brother?"

Li Benshen: You think about it from another angle. This poem begins with a clear meaning, and suddenly points out my limitations - Hexi. Not Hedong Henan Hebei, but only Hexi. It not only refers to Hexi, the base of my life creation, but also points out the limitations of my literary creation. Well, he didn't pay attention to the world wave, what about me? cut!

Zhao Guiming: Yeyeye, Brother Li don't be unconfident. Aren't the film and television dramas you created, "Iron Plateau" and "Gannan Love Songs", also household names? Especially the classic short story "Monument", how many teenagers have learned it in textbooks!

Li Benshen: I am ashamed of myself!

Zhao Guiming: Well, the second sentence is "Walking in the sky and stepping on the clouds." "There should be no problem with this sentence, right?"

Li Benshen: Otherwise, Tianma is already a metaphor, and it is also a good intention to use it reluctantly, but if it is a Pegasus, it is also a Pegasus with a heavy burden and tightly bound by constraints, rather than his kind of Pegasus who is free to ride and scream without restraint. How can a horse like me, which is heavily bound and heavily loaded, soar above the clouds?

Zhao Guiming: Did you misread it like this? Well, what about the third sentence, "See you again in thirty years"? There is no doubt about this.

Li Benshen: No, no, behind Mo Yan's poem makes me think that it has been thirty years since the Luyuan Literature Department. What have you been doing for the past thirty years? Thinking further: in the past thirty years, according to how many novels have been said, the question is how many people have seen it? How many critics have commented? Haven't been on the hot search? Is it on the shelves? Thinking about it is really not a taste.

Zhao Guiming: Brother Li is blind! As an old classmate who has been friends for many years, Mo Yan would not think so.

Li Benshen (waving his hand): Old classmate Mo Yan may not think like this, but I can't help but reflect on it like this. Some time ago, Zhang Zhi, a teacher at the Shangjun Art (People's Liberation Army Academy of Arts), advised me that Ms. Wen Qingli, editor-in-chief of the People's Liberation Army Literature and Art Magazine, was looking for me. If the editor-in-chief asked me about my literary creation over the years, although I have been working hard, I am ashamed of my achievements.

Zhao Guiming: Brother Li's self-limit is also too high. Oh, and then say the phrase "the sharp edge still doesn't let people", is there anything else you can't solve?

Li Benshen: According to my opinion, I will count this closing sentence to make me cone my heart!

Zhao Guiming: Ah, what do you say?

Li Benshen: The thing of the sharp edge has always been for people, and if it does not let people, it is not called the sharp edge, as long as it is really sharp, there is no problem of not letting people, but everyone sees and avoids. The so-called big sound of xisheng, the elephant is invisible, the great beauty is not said, and this is the truth. If the sharp edge does not let people, it means that your sharp edge is far from sharp enough. Works are king. A writer can only speak from your work, and everything else is nonsense.

Zhao Guiming: Stop. Sharpness is not what you mean by explaining, it means that your literary sharpness is not inferior to others' meaning.

Li Benshen: No, no, no, the more I say it, the more I feel that it is not a taste. Didn't you ask me: the encounters and prospects of literature, especially pure literature, in the era of self-media? To be honest, the stubble writers we grew up in the 1980s and 1990s are struggling and wandering. In the Internet age, information is flooded, a mobile phone knows the world, like the long stories that used to write hundreds of thousands of words, who reads it, who has the leisure to watch it. In the face of such a background, the "sharp edge" of a writer makes it impossible for people to look at it. Don't hide from you, so far I have written a total of ten novels, and three of them have not been able to come out so far. My transformation into painting in recent years is also related to this.

Zhao Guiming: Well, Brother Li also said that an era has a literary style of an era. However, Brother Li is erudite and proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and I believe that you will have a place to use in any era. At the end, I will send you a poem of oil playing oil: a lifetime of writing Li Benshen, and the ink dance literary doctrine is true.

Li Benshen: Stop! I will continue the last two sentences: who knows how much doubt there is in the middle of the road, and the asphalt is not clear.

Zhao Guiming (one slap on the leg): Ha! Not only is it unclear, but it is still wrong to see the rhyme foot.

Do you think the two interpretations of Mo Yan's poem make sense?

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