The pen name of Yuancao is very poetic. If the word Qinghai is added in front of the original grass, then the pen name of Qinghai original grass will have the connotation of root and strength in the original poem.
Yuan Shangcao is a classmate of Lu Xun College of Literature, and Qinghai Yuan Shangcao is my classmate's blog name.
Now, there are two books on my desk, The Flame of Spirit and The Snow Light in the Lower Part.
The spirit of the original grass is not high, neither the sky nor flying.
It turns out that the spirit of grass is in a grass under our feet. When we read his poems, we will feel a powerful life impact, no less than the wings of an eagle fighting in the wind and rain.
When the urgent autumn wind walks on the grass tip: the huge autumn covers me deeply/
It holds the torch of the cold wind ... Facing the endless Qinghai-Tibet and the tracing of the autumn wind, the poet is used to walking into the grass in the autumn wind and getting warmth and torch irradiation from a grass.
I think this may be the reason why he named himself Yuan Shangcao. Yuancao likes plateau: endless blue sky and endless snow-capped mountains, which are not only beautiful but also full of vitality in his works!
There is no spring in the plateau, no! Spring in the plateau is in midsummer.
It was not until July that the plateau gradually turned green ... The "grass" on the alpine grassland was only a few inches high. Gesanghua was once the most beautiful and tenacious "original flower" on the plateau, but it was only a few inches high. People on the plateau run colorful "original grass", also called "original grass" In fact, "original grass" means neither grass nor flowers on the plateau, but spring that does not exist on the plateau.
"Plateau male, don't like the beautiful dance season. On the desolate plateau, there is only desolation like a shepherdess on horseback, and her bright red and green dress will always be the breath of spring ... "
This is the primitive grassland, and he found the spring-like beauty on the plateau without spring: the shepherdess riding and whipping in the desolate place!
The spirit of the original grass comes from life. In his eyes, "the snow peaks and peaks on the plateau are all wise philosophers …", and the towering Kunlun Mountain is stormy, which makes the whole plateau congested.
Although the blood of Yuancao is strong in the west, he is by no means ambitious, and his care and emotional support will always be grass in the wind. What he sings and likes is the grass in the open field in winter: "It has no ability to stand down .../Those bad winds make it turn around/look at it in confusion/look at it with tears in its eyes//a sparrow/on its head/looking for opportunities/taking it away."
I think there must be eagle's desire and impulse in the poet's heart and blood, but when he looks up at the sky and eagle's wings, the wind and rain of life make him hold the soil under his feet more firmly and tightly.
When he was studying in Luyuan, he wrote a poem "We are beside the cold darkness": "In Peiping, by the Erdaogou River/Mosquitoes woke up from the dormant grass/…//A dark crack by the Erdaogou River … I stepped on the air, making it difficult to measure the depth of the night//I converged my inner blood and light/I waited for a small low peach tree/it clung to the buds on the branches/we were together.
Between the lines of the poem, what I read is a chilling cold like a deep night and a trap, and I am at a loss and confused in the cold.
About this poem, Yuan Cao asked me what I thought.
At that time, I wanted to wake up the eagle sleeping in his blood or fly. So I said,' This poem is so sensational. Of course, this poem is poetic. You can try to write a bigger theme in the future.
The next day, I found the original grass and continued to talk about poetry.
I said, write your night images in Lu Xun College of Literature.
Thinking in the darkness of Luxun College of Literature, what kind of poems will be born?
Is it appropriate to put the image of night in Lu Xun College of Literature? I said: Lu Xun thinks in the dark, you like smoking, Lu Xun likes smoking, and the butt joint between your cigarette butt and Lu Xun's cigarette butt in Lu Xun College of Literature will be the butt joint of thoughts.
The confusion of the original grass gradually became cheerful, and I continued: "Lu Xun got tuberculosis because of excessive smoking, and he coughed badly and was covered with blood." In the dark, if you can feel a kind of pain, it is not only the physical pain through time and space, but also the great pain and love of worrying about the country and the people. "
A few days later, Yuan Shangcao wrote a poem "Remembering Mr. Lu Yuan"-a poem with the military poet Cambridge. "In Luyuan, I often think of my husband./A bad cough reminds me of my fingers with cigarettes/a flash of fire in the confused smoke//In the snow/
Mr. Wang sang/shouted/remembered Mr. Wang in Luyuan/often remembered/that severe cough with a bunch of lights in the dark. Whenever night comes/I will be hurt by a weak cough/cry. "
I like this poem very much. I talked to Yuancao about the abstraction and concreteness of this poem. I said: poetry is abstract, but poetry is more concrete, and it is abstract after concretization.
A few days later, I saw the original grass "Dr. San Lv". This poem became his classic in Luxun College of Literature, and it is also a rare good poem in today's poetry world.
"The sun is intoxicated in the sky of Chu/the stars are shining up and down in the ruling and opposition parties, the songs are like a tide/the eagles and dogs are busy alienating each other, the new king's palace is built in the clouds/the ministers are dizzy/the old gentleman is lingering in the distant state of Qin//On the land of Chu, Dr. San Lv/wants to sew up the cracks in the earth with a sword/A bronze sword held high/It is so isolated in the vast State of Chu/You stab the sharp blade into the blue sky. Like a grain of white rice/you can't stand the defilement of your soul by others/after you scream in the sky/the rolling Miluo River hugs you in an instant/you jump into a clean and boundless heart. "
This is real grass. Although his spirit is in the grass under his feet, he has the ambition to fight the eagle in the sky in spring. Therefore, Qu Yuan will say in his works: "After roaring in the sky, it is a clean and boundless heart to return to the muddy river."
Our spirit cannot be confined to the highlands. More often, we should let the commanding height of the spirit be at our feet, where a grass under our feet caught the root of the soil in the storm, and it thrived on the land and soil, gestating the richness of life. This is the inspiration from the original grass.
Grass, like grass, cherishes the present and becomes his character and quality. During his schooling in Luyuan, he listened carefully, thought deeply about the current literature and creation, and used his spare time to communicate with teachers and classmates. The book "The Flame of the Spirit" is his lecture notes and reading notes in the advanced seminar for young writers in the first 1 1 period of Lu Xun College of Literature.
I saw my conversation with Mr. Wang Meng in the notes of "The Way of Literature" given by Mr. Wang Meng. I admire the seriousness of planting grass at the beginning. He carefully recorded every class, discussion and discussion of Luyuan. During my study in Luyuan, I returned to Jinan for a period of time because of a recurrence of heart disease, and missed many courses and discussions. What a pity. Now, I read his notes carefully, review them comprehensively and make up lessons.
After reading his article, I benefited a lot. I learned to feel the delicious taste of loofah tentacles running on the edge of happiness like the original grass. I learned to use the speed and quality of poetry to cross the plains and canyons, and through the repeated awareness of the night, I sang the song that generate stood out like grass; Learn to see light in the low snow and ice like the original grass, which is my harvest from reading the original grass "Spirit Flame" and "Low Snow Light".