I don't know why, Su Dongpo's phrase "human interest is pure joy" has been in my mind since I left the old lady's house. Although there is no "drizzle and oblique wind for Han Xiao", there is no "light smoke scattering the beautiful beach", but "taste" and "qinghuan" are like the wind in summer dusk, with the faint fragrance of flowers and plants, and also the ink fragrance of Banpozhai.
Banpozhai is the study of the old lady's house. Learning is like carrying a burden halfway up the mountain, and it is not easy to go any further. Relax a little and you will retreat to the end. " Be alert to yourself, stick to the green hills and learn endlessly.
I like her and respect her more. I like her "consistent, starting from what I like" and respect her persistent and serious attitude towards poetry and calligraphy creation for decades.
Every poem of hers is painstakingly written, and every word is well-written, which is branded with the imprint of the years.
I remember that when I was helping her proofread the poetry collection Banpo Yinxian, there was a poem written in wax, scrawled on the back of a four-fold paper. I asked, "Old lady, what are you hesitating about?" She said, "Without a date and name, I'm not sure if it's mine." I said, "No problem. You must have drafted it in a hurry when you were on a business trip. You didn't have time to copy it in your notebook, did you?" The style is yours. You see:' lifelike statues, people automatically say vicissitudes. It is not easy to revitalize and build the country, and the people of China have made great contributions to the world. In addition, there are traces of modification. "She said she wouldn't accept uncertain poems first.
This incident left a deep impression on me. However, I trust my feelings. She must have written it. Later, she did find another little notebook for traveling to Singapore, which contained two poems, Huaba Mountain and Wax Museum, written in1May, 995. I laughed at her for being a little too cautious. She said: "whether a poem is well written is a level, but you must never include things that don't belong to you." Just like you can't bring other people's dolls back to your home. "
I like her responsible attitude towards her works and her persistence in poetry creation.
I remember the old lady wrote such a poem "The Feeling of Poetry": "The frying pan poured oil, and I couldn't stop thinking. Suddenly a strange sentence came out, and I put down my ladle and went upstairs. " See how obsessed you are? I'm really worried that she will be "a torch, poor scorched earth." It's terrible to think about it. Getting ready to cook and going upstairs without turning off the fire is really a cold sweat. I have reminded her many times not to go to the kitchen when writing poetry and not to think about poetry when cooking. But the old lady can't seem to do it, but she has also come up with some tips for life. For example, you don't have to look at the pot to cook rice porridge, that is, turn the fire to a minimum, cover the pot, and porridge will be ready for one hour. Now a few people cook porridge like this, which is not bad.
Today at the old lady's house, I felt that she was unhappy, and I knew what she was upset about these two days. The newly compiled local chronicles mistook other people's poems for her name. She is both innocent and uneasy. She said: "People lost things, victims; I am the injured. It's like someone else put his things here quietly. Jumping into the Yellow River can't be washed. " What you said is very helpless. Yes, Chronicle is not an ordinary magazine after all. It needs to be careful and careful, careful and careful. It is best to include the author's poems, at least for me, it is a simple proofreading.
The old lady began to write, and the words "simplicity contains true feelings" appeared on the rice paper. The brushwork was vigorous and powerful, and the brushwork was vigorous but not bad. I know, she is planning a calligraphy exhibition. I have no leisure to think about things that have nothing to do with creation. Worry-ridden, don't wait and die, enrich your time. "Embrace simplicity and tolerate truth" is a realm and a kind of mind.
Her husband, Mr. Wu Guanglong, said: "Huiying is very rigorous, modest and hardworking in writing poems." These, I also have deep feelings. She would never write her name on someone else's poem and send it out. This, the respected old poet knows the old lady better than I do. I also hope that this matter will end soon, so that the old people will have no clouds in their hearts and live a peaceful life happily, and there will be no more entanglement of "how did this happen?"
The corner of home is just ahead, cross the road slowly and enter the gate of the community firmly. Read the old lady's "Zhu Yong", he pushed open the unit door:
When you are free, you sing alone, and when you doodle, you are complacent.
The wind and bamboo create shadows at the window and gently tell me to be modest.
20 13.8.4 late at night