2. In the article, I wrote in detail about the possession of bronze chimes in Niu Ling and Nigeria. Niu Ling was given to me by my girlfriend, which has a strong homesickness. The Nigerian bronze bell was changed for me by my husband with his favorite knife, which contained his love for me.
3. At the beginning of the article, I wrote "worshiping foreign things and admiring foreign things". In the seventh paragraph, I wrote that I was depressed, paving the way for owning cowbells and Nigerian bronze bells, which reflected their significance-love, my girlfriend gave me cowbells to finally have something from my hometown as a souvenir in that era of "worshiping foreign things and admiring foreign things"; The Nigerian bronze bell was bought by my husband with his beloved knife when I was depressed, which can better illustrate its extraordinary significance.
Is this what San Mao said? I don't remember a year ago, I accidentally turned to a national geographic magazine, which just introduced the Sahara desert. I only read it once, and those homesickness that I couldn't explain, which belonged to previous lives, were inexplicably and unreservedly handed over to that strange land. The Sahara desert, in my heart, is my dream lover for many years!
There are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world-eternal San Mao (all roads are looking for a homesickness of past lives. Sanmao, the Sahara desert, has made your marriage and your creation ... Most of the works published in the 1970s are readily available fireworks and daily necessities. Although the story in Whose Daughter is at the End of the World: Eternal San Mao originated from real life, it can be embellished at will. This is the freedom of mind, life and creation.
Xiao Gan, a story about the homesickness of overseas Chinese: Before going to America, an old classmate wrote an airmail letter and repeatedly entrusted me to bring him some raw jujube stones. It doesn't matter much, but its use is strange. We spoke on the phone before we left Philadelphia. When he got off the bus, he was already waiting at the station. It's been almost half a century since we broke up, and now it's dying. After the hug, she asked me eagerly, "Did you bring it?" I quickly took out those jujube stones from my handbag. She is held in the palm of her hand and is worth more than pearl agate. Her naughty spirit has obviously not changed. When I asked about the use of jujube stones, she put them in her pocket and said mysteriously, "You will understand later." This is really a beautiful mountain city. The car left, and all the way up and down the slope was purples. If you are in China, it will be called the Maple Leaf City. After several ravines, she pointed to a three-story building among maple trees and said, "Here we are." The car turned into the lawn, three or four meters away from the garage, and the garage door opened automatically like knowing the owner. My friend was a little embarrassed to explain that when I bought this big house, my children were still at school and now they are married. My wife is studying biochemistry and doing nutrition experiments in a research institute.
She settled me in a room near the lake on the second floor and showed me around her back garden. The place is not big, but the layout is exquisite and symmetrical. We sat down on the white bench near the wall. She asked me, "Do you think this garden has a little taste of hometown?" After her guidance, I noticed that there were two weeping willows planted by her on both sides of the steps, and there was a sleeping lotus pond in the middle of the lawn. She said to me with deep feelings: "When I planted weeping willows, my boy was only 5 years old. Now he is the chief mechanic of a nuclear submarine. This girl teaches at Harvard. Family business is the best, and all kinds of new equipment are available. But I always have questions. Maybe it's worthless, but the older you get, the more homesick you get. I can fully understand the feelings of travelers now. I miss Changdian and Longfu Temple. As soon as Christmas is celebrated here, I miss the old calendar year. I've been trying to spread the jujube trees in the courtyard of Hutong recently. So I asked you to bring some seeds to try. " Then, she pointed to a rockery piled up in the corner of the garden and said, "Do you believe it? I drove dozens of miles, picked pieces by hand, bought them by kilogram, and then pulled them back by car. That is our family's' North Sea'. "
Speaking of this, we both stood up in unison, walked along the cobblestone path, crossed the lawn and walked to the "North Sea". What a careful man! She also embedded a small pavilion made of mud, with a red temple and a white tower on top. My friend explained that they were all bought from Chinatown in San Francisco. She told me that she often sat side by side with her wife on this bench on a moonlit night, recalling the days when she rowed in Beihai. The fragrance of water lilies floated in the wind, and it seemed as if a beautiful lotus pond color flashed in front of my eyes. Changing nationality does not mean changing national feelings; No country is so attached to its home as we are.
Yu Guangzhong, from Yongchun, Fujian, 1928, from Nanjing, Jiangsu. 1947 joined the Foreign Languages Department of Jinling University (later transferred to Xiamen University), 1948 moved to Hong Kong with his parents and went to Taiwan to study in the Foreign Languages Department of Taiwan Province Provincial University the following year. 1952 graduated.
1953 founded "Blue Star" Poetry Society with Qin Zihao and Zhong Dingwen. Later, he went to the United States for further study and obtained a master's degree in art from the University of Iowa. After returning to Taiwan Province, he became a professor at Normal University, Chengda University, National Taiwan University and the Chinese University of Hong Kong. He is currently the Dean of Art College of Sun Yat-sen University in Taiwan. Yu Guangzhong is a complicated and changeable poet, and the change track of his writing style can basically be said to be a trend of the whole poetry circle in Taiwan Province for more than 30 years, that is, westernization first and then regression. In the early poetry debates in Taiwan Province and the rural literature debates in the mid-1970s, Yu Guangzhong's poetry theory and creation showed a strong tendency of advocating westernization, ignoring readers and being divorced from reality. As he himself said, "When I was a teenager, my pen was touched by the aftermath of Heaton Ling Ke, or the river of the Thames. The brewing industry is nothing more than 1842 wine. "
After the 1980s, he began to realize the importance of his country to his creation. He extended his poetic pen back to that continent and wrote many homesick poems. His attitude towards local literature changed from opposition to kindness, showing an obvious trajectory of returning from west to east, so he was called a "prodigal son" by Taiwan Province provincial poetry circles. From the perspective of poetic art, Yu Guangzhong is an "artistic hybrid poet". His works are extremely inconsistent in style. Generally speaking, his poetic style varies from subject to subject. Poems expressing will and ideals are generally magnificent and powerful, while works describing homesickness and love are generally delicate and soft. The author has a collection ... >>
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