Gu Cheng
I know that eternal death arrival is not sad.
There is my wish in the pine forest.
There is a sea below, which looks like a pool from a distance.
What is with me is the afternoon sunshine.
Time is running out, and the world is long.
I should rest in the middle.
Passers-by say the branches are low.
Passers-by said the branches were growing.
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The whole poem is serene and calm, as if an old man who sees through the world is whispering, but it is more like a ruthless prophecy, revealing the poet's inner boredom and the results caused by boredom. Over the years, I have introduced this work to a large number of friends, and I think it is the best poem from Gu Cheng since the 1990s. June, 5438+October, 2003 10, in an article about the impression of Zhang Zao's poems, I mentioned the tomb bed again: "Reading Zhang Zao's poems, I can't help but think of Gu Cheng, a peerless genius, who is naturally sensitive to words. His poems are like brushing silk with your fingers, which can always make you feel unspeakable comfort, even if his original intention is not to be' comfortable'.
There is no doubt that Tomb Bed has its literary value at first, but because the author's mental journey and the author's final ending are faintly visible between the lines, it is enough to become the focus of researchers' attention, that is, it has both literary and literary history values. Of course, this is just my personal opinion. I know more poetry lovers from Gu Cheng will not stop at this poem, or they don't care about these eight lines at all. They like a generation: "The night gave me black eyes/but I used them to find light". It is short and loud, and it contains the "truth" as easily as blowing off dust.
Gu Cheng's death, I don't know if it was the disillusionment of the poet's utopia, as some scholars said. Indeed, for more than a decade, outstanding poets have left one after another, either going abroad or dying. Haizi, Gomel, Hu Kuan, Direction, Auntie, Chang Yao and Xu Chi died alone ... The causes of death were different, but each had its own ways and reasons. Whether noble or humble, these characters will gradually disappear into our memory, leaving clean poems. Perhaps, compared with eternal art, the body is insignificant, and the god of art is a beacon that people need to seek selflessly. In this process, different pursuers adopted different ways, including Thoreau-style hermits and Eliot-style bankers. To paraphrase Gu Cheng's poems, it means "I sing my own songs", but the difference between poets and other types of artists is that all their actions should not be treated "specially" when creating. We have seen too many accusations against poets, and such accusations are often only because individual behaviors are "promoted" with ulterior motives-Haizi wants to exchange drinks with the bar owner by reading aloud and is regarded as "crazy" by the boss, so many people simply assume that all poets are crazy, which is not uncommon in our society.
I rap so much for no purpose. There is a view that poets are not regarded as human beings, both inside and outside the literary world. Haizi committed suicide. These people think that all poets are suicidal. Gu Cheng kills people, so he treats all poets as crazy. Maybe Utopia is really dying, but is it just the poet's? Isn't that what all souls who want to be pure and clean pursue? Therefore, when I reread Gu Cheng's old works Waiting for Dawn, Let's Find a Lamp and I Sing My own Song, I was filled with emotion. At this time, I forgot the classification of "the value of literature and the value of literary history" mentioned earlier. I think, even if it is only to commemorate a deceased person, we have reason to remember them. (from? Liu Chun's bed of fate)
Brief introduction of the author
Gu Cheng
(1956— 1993), from Beijing. /kloc-he began to write poetry in the 1970s, including the collection of poems Unknown Flowers, Selected Poems of Shu Ting Gu Cheng, Selected Poems of Bei Dao Gu Cheng, Black Eyes and Poems of Gu Cheng, and co-authored the novel Yinger with Xie Ye. Gu Cheng is a representative of China's misty poetry school in the new period, and is known as a "fairy tale poet" who sees the world with a childlike innocence. Compared with Shu Ting's elegance, charm, beauty and sadness, Gu Cheng's poems are naive. However, in Gu Cheng's poems full of dreams and childishness, there is an adult sadness. Although this sadness is faint, it is as heavy as lead. Because this is not only the poet's personal sorrow, but also the sorrow of a generation after awakening, and the sorrow of an awakened generation to see the reality in front of them.
main work
Black Eyes, City, Mercury, Selected Poems of Shu Ting from Gu Cheng, Selected Poems of Five People, Selected Poems of Fairy Tales and Fables from Gu Cheng, Selected Poems from Gu Cheng, Selected Poems from Gu Cheng, Selected Poems from Gu Cheng and Ying Er.
reference data
Sogou encyclopedia Sogou encyclopedia [reference time 2018-1-16]