First, the number of avant-garde stars He Zong.
Provincial Party Committee Guest House compound, shaded by green trees, is quiet and serene. On the third floor of the conference hall, the annual work conference of Hunan Campus Federation of Literary and Art Circles is being held here. Participants come from primary and secondary schools in the province, and they are all literary "enthusiasts". Their clothes are generous and slightly traditional. Inside and outside the venue, an avant-garde man appeared, which was particularly eye-catching: of medium build, dressed in casual clothes, with a lock of beard on his chin. Is he a director, a painter or a photographer? He didn't know his true identity-He Hongliang, secretary-general and executive chairman of the Campus Federation of Literary and Art Circles-until he went to the podium to give a report, and his voice was really "loud". During the dinner, he shuttled between banquets and toasted the teachers. Once he sat down, many teachers came to drink with him, and he looked very easy-going in his chic. Everyone called him He Zong. The author is a representative of the "uncle" level. He has sat at the same table with Mr. He several times and has never touched a drop of wine in his life. He had to substitute tea for wine. "As long as the feelings are deep, tea is also affectionate." Fortunately, Mr. He is easy-going and doesn't embarrass me too much.
Second, Chairman Tan, the people's star.
There is a wonderful program in the middle of the meeting-taking photos with literary and art workers. Because most of them are literary lovers, the most sought after is the famous writer Tan Tan. He is of medium height, wearing a red jacket, with a shallow crew cut and always a kind smile on his face. The first word that pops up after meeting is "approachable".
He came from the "Mao Dun Literature Award" in 2008 and delivered a warm speech. Then I took a group photo with all the delegates. Many teachers are still not satisfied, so they have to "take photos" with the chairman. The chairman is also open to all, and he is easy-going. It was not until the * * * of the meeting rang that everyone reluctantly dispersed. Even my "uncle" is "an old man talking about teenagers" and left a precious photo with a click.
Tan Tan's name is well known to us intellectuals. He is one of the leading figures in China literature. He used to be the chairman of Hunan Federation of Literary and Art Circles, and now he is the vice chairman of Chinese Writers Association. But I have only heard his name, but I have never seen him. This is the first time I have met him face to face. Although I read his novella "Mountain Road Bends" as early as when I graduated from college, I know that his legendary life is like a winding mountain road: I was a soldier, went down to the mine, suffered hardships, and was a writer who came out of Jinzhushan Coal Mine in Lengshuijiang. I often chew his life motto: "Life is a book, and I chew life in it."
Third, the uninhibited star teacher Fan
On the left back wall of the conference hall, there are several big characters-Teacher's Calligraphy Competition, and Four Treasures of the Study is on the table next to it. This is a quiet corner, but when it comes to rest time, it is crowded and lively. Teachers are no longer gentle, and they rush to run and form a circle back and forth. A burly middle-aged man in the circle is writing a book, and he is responsive and unrestrained. I saw him write a long snake in one breath, mostly the name or title of the literary society, such as a dream, asakusa ... a beautiful female teacher asked him to write "the breeze and the bright moon"; My "uncle" also came forward to join in the fun and asked him to write down the word "courageous", because there is a sword in my name, and what I appreciate most is "the courage of a soldier plus the heart of a scholar". That word is really beautiful. As he really is, Su Dongpo is also quite bold. The inscription is "The Scholar of Changjun County is Bai Huai", and there are three seals next to it, all carved by Teacher Fan himself: one is fate, the other is watching the sea and listening to the waves, and I don't remember any of them. It's really my shame! If writing is smooth and smooth, then stamping is meticulous and solemn. As a result, everyone knows that his name is Fan Baihuai (he explained that he looks as evergreen as a cypress tree and looks like a locust tree), from Changjun Middle School, editor-in-chief of Chengchi and deputy secretary-general of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
It's early winter, and the temperature is naturally not high, but Mr. Fan's forehead is dripping with sweat. It's time to eat, and the people who ask for words are still waiting in line. It's drizzling in the sky and a cool breeze is blowing gently. However, the courtyard of the provincial recruitment office is filled with the breath of spring. Teachers in three places and four waters are all smiles, cherish this precious gathering time, exchange experiences and make an "idol". I seem to have turned into a star and merged into the bright literary sky.
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