Does anyone know that there is a poet named Wei Song in Muchuan County, Leshan City, Sichuan Province?

Song Qu, born in1963; Wei Song was born in 1964. These two men are brothers. Sichuan muchuan people. I used to work in Muchuan Cultural Center. 1984, initiated a "holism" research meeting with poets Shi Guanghua, Wan Xia, Liu Taiheng and Zhang Yu. 1985 Together with the above colleagues, he founded the poetry magazine China Poetry: A Chronicle of the Twentieth Century. Song Qu and Wei Song are brothers, who write poems and publish them together, which is really rare in contemporary poetry circles. Song Qu Wei Song's poems are transcendent. They believe that civilization is a whole and try to deal with those complicated lives with the ancient wisdom of the Chinese nation. They turn a deaf ear to modern civilization and think that traditional culture can contain everything. To some extent, their poems have a ritual yearning for ancient culture. In poetry, readers often enter a state of trance and confusion. For example, "Giant Buddha": "No one will leave home in the cold of winter, leaving a soft face. /This drooping dusk is silent and anemic, floating like a dumb bronze bell like a dream. /Behind the rotating trees in the wild, a soul was cast into fame and came to the muddy river. /If the dream is stuck to the hard stone wall by the bleak wind, it begins to fall asleep vaguely ... "These sentences are continuous and long, like an endless dream. Under the guidance of this concept, the poet's mood appears calm as water, which is clearly reflected in their group poem "Family Language". "A man who came to see me before crossing the sea/now he passes by the door with a horse in his hand/turns around and walks to the back of the mountain in the west/I have nothing to do but yell at him/tie the colliding leaves under the eaves/hang the door lamp again/then brush away the dust with his sleeves, tidy up the room/wait for him to come back quietly/it was a cloudy day/I scooped out the rain I took yesterday/sat silently by the fire, warming the wine/. Flatter, warm wine and boil medicine, which are common images in ancient culture, show a closed space. Leisure space. In Hero, the poet looks at the troubled world of mortals with an unusually diluted spirit. " Now that times have changed, most of them have achieved great success/I still got up to welcome guests/listened to their earth-shattering deeds/everyone bowed their heads and tried to become an outlaw/then put down the booze, high-fived/the lights stayed up all night/I sent them away at dawn, and the wind started again/I was already in my heart. However, as the poet said in "Inner Life": "Such a smooth arrangement is not without requirements", it is through this kind and meticulous artistic conception that they hope to resolve the wandering mood in real life. Their earliest poems often seek material from ancient culture, but in the later period, they tend to praise the elegance and nobility of Ming and Qing Dynasties. In their poems, time is stagnant and space is static, so people just need to lie on the roof and bask in the sun. This is the difference between them and Yang Lian and rivers.