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- Throughout the ages, there have been countless stories, anecdotes, allusions, myths and legends about the West Lake. Literati from past dynasties visited here and left many poems that have been handed down from generation to generation. Among them, Su Dongpo, a great writer of the Song Dynasty, said: "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, you have to put on heavy makeup and light makeup." "Always suitable" is the most widely circulated. £Û
There are so many places to write about West Lake. For the same reason, there don¡¯t seem to be many better words to describe it. It belongs to the state of "Cui Hao wrote poems on top". There are too many classics left by predecessors, and no matter how hard it is to force Feelings inevitably pale in comparison.
However, as the only free 5a-level scenic spot in the country so far, it welcomes such a huge flow of passengers every year, and there are endless stories about it.
One day may not be enough to browse the ten scenic spots, the new ten scenic spots, three pools, and one mountain.
?? Spring Dawn on Su Di, Autumn Moon on Pinghu, Sunset on Leifeng Peak, Remaining Snow on Broken Bridge These poetic and picturesque names of scenic spots also prove the authenticity of this holy land of literature and art from another perspective.
At 7 pm on September 9th, the first Chinese Writers Summit and West Lake Sword Discussion opened grandly here. West Lake, which was already overcrowded, was even more crowded because of the Writers Summit. The grand occasion was almost comparable to that of Golden Week. .
The first item of the opening ceremony was, of course, the speeches of relevant leaders, "The golden autumn brings refreshment, and the fragrance of osmanthus blooms." After that, the writer representatives spoke, including Feng Changhang, chairman of the Writers Association, Xu Lian, a representative of the middle and young writers, and Liu Jingting, a representative of young writers.
The leaders¡¯ speeches were rich in content, and the writers had to be concise and concise. In addition to Chairman Feng making some prospects and suggestions, Xu Lian and Liu Jingting both wished everyone a good time. The summit was successfully held.
The slightly embarrassing part is that it started from the leadership until Xu Lian came to power. There was a chaotic atmosphere at the scene. The tourists who turned into the audience and the book fans who came here were talking among themselves. However, when Liu Jingting appeared on the stage, the atmosphere changed ninety degrees, and everyone cheered like Hangzhou.
Some of the writers present sighed, shook their heads, and some sighed with envy, while the leaders present looked at each other and then smiled, sighing, "When has a writer become more of a star than a star?"
Audiences sitting in front of the screen watching the live broadcast unceremoniously left messages online, "Don't let the popularity gap be too big," "Is this kind of flash-kill comparison really good?" and "Liu Jingting shouldn't be allowed to appear. Let the leaders and How embarrassing other writers are¡±¡
After the speech session, there was the nationally famous musical fountain show. Liu Jingting saw it once a long time ago. Later, when I traveled around the world with Xu Qing and Yang Lilu, I saw it again, which proved that the musical fountain is indeed worth watching.
After half an hour of performance, everyone was still unsatisfied. But everyone knows that the theme or focus of tonight is not the musical fountain. It is the "Essay Contest" that has become a popular topic.
The organizing committee obviously intended to whet everyone's appetite and turned a deaf ear to the onlookers' calls for the competition to start. Instead, it arranged for writers to have a half-hour free discussion.
The summit is originally for everyone to meet and chat.
The scene started to get agitated again, but under the intimidation of the armed police force with live ammunition, no one dared to do anything drastic, so they had to wait patiently.
Around eight o¡¯clock, the electronic screens hanging directly above the stage and on the left and right sides suddenly lit up, and the audience burst into cheers. The situation is a bit like turning off the lights before a party.
The on-site host did not go on stage and simply informed everyone. What follows is a time for writers to improvise.
Although more than ninety writers came to the scene, only twenty-two writers prepared improvisational works. Of these twenty-two, twelve wrote poems, five prepared prose, and the remaining five prepared novels. .
Originally, Liu Jingting, Xu Qing, Han Shuo, and Yi Shui'an had not clearly agreed to create. However, when they were swimming in the West Lake during the day, they happened to meet an old man sitting on the stone slab by the lake and washing his feet. Yi Shui'an I had a sudden inspiration and came up with a little poem, which I can use in my improvisation later.
"Idle people stroll around the West Lake, and occasionally see an old man washing his thin feet. Looking back, my friend is giving advice, and the green mountains are covered with rain and mist."
It may not be such an exquisite sentence, but it is rare that it comes to mind naturally and is relatively suitable for the situation.
Here, Yi Shui'an is discussing with Liu Jingting and others whether to write the song "Journey to the West Lake". Over there, twenty computers are already occupied by writers, who are creating or "typing".
The first piece that came out was a modern poem - "West Lake".
The beauty of West Lake is clear, pure and pollution-free
I have always wanted to visit West Lake, but I have been so busy with worldly affairs that I have not been able to do so.
In fact, when I was a child, I dreamed of seeing the West Lake
At that time, my grandma told me the story of White Snake and Xu Xian
So I hate Fahai
Called him a bald donkey who doesn¡¯t understand true love in the world
Later I started writing
Writing about joys and sorrows
Gradually became famous
Won many awards
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But I still remember West Lake in my heart
Like an unfinished dream
Fortunately, I finally came here today
The wind blowing here makes my childhood wish come true
Xihu and I are both old too
After this poem was entered on the big screen, many people at the scene began to recite it, and some writers who were not prepared to write began to comment.
"This poem is actually about remembering childhood. Although there is not a single word about melancholy in the whole poem, when you read the whole poem, you can clearly feel the faint melancholy that is always permeating it."
"The four words 'too ashamed to deserve' are used best, implicitly criticizing the proud, complacent and arrogant atmosphere that is prevalent in the literary world today."
"The last sentence is a poetic eye, which plays the role of finishing touch. Of course, West Lake cannot be old. It is a poet who is old. He is old in this era. This sentence actually uses irony. It is related to the previous sentence about grandma telling a story. It has both a sense of today's Criticism of popular culture, but also nostalgia and reluctance to abandon tradition.¡±
"Don't ignore the call for environmental protection in the poem! The three words "no pollution" in the first line can be said to be an enlightened and righteous explanation of this point."
Liu Jingting and Han Shuo were stunned when they heard it. Han Shuo whispered: "The comments are ten times more exciting than the original poem! Seeing them cheering so much makes me itchy."
Liu Jingting, who was ready to watch the show, said leisurely: "Control it."
"rest assured."
When the on-site review of several other articles began, Han Shuo walked to a computer without making a draft. Type directly on the big screen:
Poetry: Circle and Altar
No matter what circle
to the end
will become
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No matter what forum
to the end
will become
Altar
As soon as Han Shuo's poem came out, the onlookers burst into laughter. The writers looked up at the screen and then changed their expressions.
The old writers frowned and scolded the boy for being arrogant, while the young writers looked at each other with gloating smiles.
At this moment, someone raised his head and shouted: "Han Shuo has already written it, where is Liu Jingting?"
Then there were shouts of "Liu Jingting! Liu Jingting! Liu Jingting!"
At this time. In fact, there were seven or eight writers typing. When they heard such uniform shouts, they all stopped and looked at Liu Jingting, who was standing in the middle of the group of writers, together with other writers.
"Brother. You can't hide anymore."
Han Shuo, who had just stirred up the troubled waters, didn't care about everyone's criticism and encouraged Liu Jingting with a smirk on his face. He may also have the idea of ????competition deep in his heart.
Although Liu Jingting was not ready to take action. But it is by no means unprepared. Haizi, Hugo, Byron, Goethe, Whitman, Shelley, Wordsworth, etc. I was really in a hurry, so I wrote Mr. Lu Xun's "On the Fall of Leifeng Pagoda" to everyone.
"Mr. Liu Jingting?" The host called tentatively, and Xu Yuanhuai, who was standing next to him, also said: "Xiao Liu, if you are prepared"
Liu Jingting nodded, then walked towards the computer, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
The planned fierce competition did not happen. Once Liu Jingting decided to take action, other authors would even stop involuntarily. It's like some kind of inexplicable shock.
This kind of aura is the aura of the Nobel Prize in Literature.
Liu Jingting was thinking about which article to choose while walking. Until he stood in front of the computer, facing the dark audience, he still had no conclusion. At this time, the lights around the stage suddenly flashed, darkness and light intertwined for an instant. Liu Jingting's heart suddenly moved, he thought of a poem, and then put his hands on the keyboard.
At this time, the comments on the live video were flooded with "What is Liu Jingting going to write?"
¡°Ding, Ding, Ding¡±
With so many people present, Liu Jingting¡¯s typing on the keyboard could still be clearly heard.
a generation
The night gave me black eyes
I use it to find the light
After writing these two sentences, Liu Jingting took a step back and nodded to everyone.
There was an uproar at the scene.
"Have you finished writing?"
"Just these two sentences?"
"A Generation" written by Gu Cheng, the representative of the Misty School poets, is just such a pair of stories.? words, two words that are almost spread to the point of being spread.
There are countless imitators and direct quotations in film and television dramas, novels, advertisements, and lyrics.
This poem was published in the poetry magazine "Star" in 1980. Once it was published, the poetry world was shocked. At that time, there were many schools of poetry, and they were constantly fighting and arguing with each other. The Misty School had supporters, but most of them were ridicules and ridicules. What everyone thinks about the Hazy Sect is just foggy, nonsense, and meaningless.
It¡¯s because I can¡¯t compose sentences and write essays well that I call myself a hazy sect.
Generally speaking, the debate in the literary world at that time was more intense and cruel than it is now.
However, whether they are supporters or opponents, everyone unanimously praised Gu Cheng's song "One Generation".
Although the creation of this poem has a specific historical background and its specific meaning, regardless of the limitations of the times, this poem still has profound connotations.
"The opposition between "night" and "light" exists throughout the history of mankind, and "searching" has always existed throughout the history of Chinese civilization.
"The road is long and long, I will search up and down!"
Liu Jingting wrote this poem now, and it is not difficult to guess the metaphorical meaning. "Dark night" refers to the night in the West Lake, and of course it also refers to the endless attacks, abuses, and ridicules that Liu Jingting encountered along the way.
Including tonight¡¯s situation, how many writers present were prepared to show him some color when he came?
Liu Jingting is responding to all those who have criticized him in the past, present and future: No matter how much darkness I encounter, I will still unswervingly look for the light.
Although the writers present were more or less in the habit of posturing, they were able to stand out from so many writers across the country. They were definitely not idiots when they received the invitation letter. After Liu Jingting announced that he had finished writing, they were stunned for a moment, but then they vaguely understood from this. I realized Liu Jingting¡¯s meaning in this little poem.
And the netizens who were watching the live broadcast were spreading the poem quickly, and some netizens actually resonated with it.
Young people who are in love entanglements can be inspired;
White-collar workers who are in the period of underestimation of their careers, and even big businessmen who have already become successful are also deeply touched, remembering all the difficulties during the entrepreneurial period.
The reason why this poem is so popular is that it has transcended the limitations of the times and has eternal life. Like Hamlet's famous quote about the paradox of life and death, it can be interpreted in countless ways.
After Feng Changxing, chairman of the Writers Association, criticized the work in silence for a long time, he told the people around him: "Other writers can stop writing."
As Chairman Feng said, several other writers who were typing articles hesitated for a moment and finally chose to delete the document.
They may not really think that they will lose at the moment, they just suddenly realize that using a long essay to compete with Liu Jingting's eighteen words is a loss in itself, and the content may not win.
At this point, traditional writers have surrendered their guns to Liu Jingting.
Liu Jingting returned to Yi Shui'an, Xu Qing, and Han Shuo. Yi Shui'an smiled and said, "I don't have to show my shame anymore. You won the first prize tonight with these two sentences."
Han Shuo also gave a thumbs up and said: "I have never been fond of modern poetry, except for this song "One Generation"."
Grandpa Xu Yuanhuai was still looking at the screen with a silent expression, as if he was recalling some painful past event.
As one of the fans of this poem, Liu Jingting is no longer modest about other people's praise.
At this time, two young best-selling writers walked to the computer and began to improvise.
Xu Qing raised her chin and said to Liu Jingting: "Lin Tiange."
The two most popular representative martial arts writers during Guyong¡¯s lifetime are Duandao and Lin Tiange.
This time it¡¯s a more straightforward challenge. (To be continued) - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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