Commenting on the Garden] Ren Qiqi: Really Write Poems for Zhixing Cheng - Read Mr. Wang Jin's poetry collection "Singing of the Years"

Really compose poems for Zhixingcheng

——Read Mr. Wang Jin's poetry collection "The Singing of the Years"

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The past has not been in vain; The road ahead is coming; And now with a moment of tranquility, it is time to let go of the distractions of the world and quietly read Brother Wang Jin's "Song of the Years".

The long-lost ink fragrance, familiar old friends, gave birth to a kind of cordiality. Poems, lines of poetry, a kind of recovering the fragments of memory, the ups and downs of the water-colored mountain light that is embedded by the four seasons, the opening of the book and the cover of the volume make people reverie infinitely.

Where am I, then and where? Have there ever been beautiful verses flashing as far as my eyes can see? Have you ever felt a little bit of ink? And Mr. Wang Jin was able to open up a new way in his heart in addition to the busy work, in addition to the people pushing the cup and changing the lamp, ushering in the send-off, and after years of hard work, the pen has been untouched. During the epidemic and other extraordinary years, he wrote a lot of poems and published a collection of poems full of sincerity, sincerity, and sincerity that we read today. Although time is like an arrow, the way of heaven is ruthless, and the past years are not old because they have left vivid words. "Singing of the Years" is to unconsciously go through more than ten spring and autumn periods, select a poem that has accumulated on the first day, like a strange tree in the middle of the cliff through the wind and rain, and the layers of annual rings show the true wind and rain process.

Before that, I had read almost all of Mr. Wang Jin's essays and essays, and his perspectives and arguments were mostly closely related to current affairs and the national economy and people's livelihood. The simple style of writing and honest character are almost my long-term impression of him. Always treat people with the demeanor of an elder, be humble, and be able to take care of other people's feelings and emotions, which is even more rare in the hoarse alternate history, virtual life, and escaping reality Wentao words with teeth and claws and sharp edges as the call. The ancient precept of poetry and words, I don't know when it was ruined by what people and in what way is useless, and it has been damaged beyond recognition by the coquettish poetic appearance, Mr. Wang Jin's poetry manuscript's pursuit of returning to the basics can just give people a kind of comfort that reaches people's hearts, and it is a brave attempt to return to the origin of poetry. There are no bells and whistles for exclusive sales, originality, and disdain to drool greedily to attract attention, even if you can't enter the house today, you might as well forget about the mountains and forests, gather the breeze and the bright moon, about three or five confidants, and it is enough to have feelings.

Quiet as water, clean as a lotus, poetry to people like Mr. Wang Jin and "The Singing of the Years", the two reflect each other, each other is the inside and the outside. His heart is right, his poetry is pure, he flows naturally with his heart, he does not bluff, he does not deliberately put on a great face, he takes it as his responsibility to express his temperament and nourish his soul, he takes tempering words as a new blade, he uses words and sentences to sharpen for a long time, and he drums and shouts again and again for the suffering of the people. The poets of the ancients help the world, the poets of today are pleasing to themselves, "The Chant of the Years" can jump out of the poetry world, not in the ranks of the flattering kneeling and licking, as the so-called "ancient scholars for themselves, today's scholars for people", Mr. Wang Jin has the pure style of ancient scholars, in order to have this different kind of bosom and openness. When we walk into the poet's heart and read the joy and sorrow between the lines, Wang Jin can turn a wisp of affection and thinking about the present into a poem closely related to the times, and it is naturally easy for readers to find the time corresponding to the poetic situation from the long river of memories of the past. The same frequency of empathy is ignited in reading again and again, and thoughts are also purified unconsciously. This may be the same pleasure of our reading experience.

"Wars, pandemics, famine threaten humanity. These threats come from the global village, where humanity is holding each other down. For humanity to enjoy peace and tranquility, the villagers of the global village need to live in harmony --- (2022) inscription". This collection of poems has lofty intentions and a grand vision, and many of them take the epidemic we have experienced and the threats we are about to face as the starting point of our emotions, and give poetic solutions through the narration of the two main lines of the anti-epidemic and the Olympics that have happened.

Don't forget history, remember the ancestors, the proportion in this collection of poems is extraordinary, and it is also written by Mr. Wang Jin handy, and it is the most hearty to read, and it does not hurt the present. His masterpieces, such as "A Seed, Sprout into a Century-old Tree // A Hundred Years of Wind and Rain, Achieving the World's Greatest Party" ("Red Boat, Sailing from Jiaxing to Jinshui Bridge") have overcome all the obstacles and opened up the world for the Chinese nation; The great historical events related to the well-being of the people are portrayed as the "100-year history of the red boat", which is vivid, just like giving wings to the imagination and soaring in the high sky of the history of the Communist Party of China. For example, "How many years / people have left a kind of stereotype / Yan'an seems to have only caves and barrenness / only the experience of boring and difficult life." ("Yan'an, not just a cave") the high morale of striving for progress, the passionate revolutionary romance, the revolutionary holy land that people of insight and young students generously went to, and now and then, "Come on, come to Yan'an, / The facsimile of the old city of the holy land valley is still resurrected, / The sound of Yan'an under the pagoda mountain is still being experienced." You can experience the red gene here, and you can experience the heavy responsibility of Chinese cultural rejuvenation. ”

The poems in the poetry collection are as tender as water and true as honey, which are euphemistic and delicate to read, like bubbling spring water. "She records the journey of life with leaf veins", the warm buds of spring, the fragrance of summer heat, the brightness of autumn light, and the calm fall of winter, "or make bookmarks or blend into the dust and mud / But the relay of life is still tenacious." ("A Maple Leaf Chinese Restaurant Bookmarked") The worry of "worrying about the world first" has long been injected into the blood of generations of literati as the poet's compassionate gene, and the hardships and struggles faced by each era are different, such as the importance of the natural environment has risen to a unique height. When the poet "gets up in the morning and pushes the window," "the sky is cloudy and lightless", "everything is silent / There is no brightness, no shine." "It's tantamount to bringing suffocating chaos to the world" ("On This Day, the Sun Disappeared") This is not unfounded worry, it is not Ye Gong Haolong, it is a comprehensive investigation of the past, a profound experience of the present, and a sober understanding of the future. "The Encounter of Beidaihe" is not an accidental injury, the harm to nature has been warned thousands of times, "Everything in the world has its own living space/Not willing to be disturbed by man-made people/Once the laws of survival are accidentally disrupted/Retaliation will not be forgiven". A deafening warning must not be taken as a deaf ear.

A question from the soul, although a small tree is insignificant in the natural world, and even in the eyes of the world. The little tree asked weakly, the wind could not hear, the rain could not see, but it could still be strongly shaken: "You poked your head out of the crack in the stone / looked around the world shyly / Ah, the fields, the fertile soil, the mountains / Why didn't you give me generosity?" ("The Little Tree in the Stone Crack") If you use the quaint standard of "poetry and words" to measure Brother Wang Jin's "Singing of Years", it is naturally not only what I have pointed out. Natural and calm, not yet carved, not flattering and not demonic, no vulgar and no glamorous, in the chaotic and chaotic wind, can feel freely, express its understanding, gather its songs, although it has not reached the peaks, it is enough to be honest and not to deceive poetry!

(The author is the former editor of "Chinese Writers" magazine, and is currently the deputy secretary-general of the Legal Affairs Committee of the China TV Drama Production Industry Association, the executive director of the Script Evaluation Center, and the editor-in-chief of the China Documentary Series (Foreign Language Edition). ）