Biography
In p>1894, Ye Shengtao was born in Wuxian County, Suzhou.
In p>197, he was admitted to Caoqiao Middle School and served as a primary school teacher after graduation. In 1914, he was expelled from school and began to write classical Chinese novels.
In p>1915, he served as a Chinese teacher in Shanggong School of Shanghai Commercial Press, and compiled Chinese textbooks for primary schools for the Commercial Press. Later, he was hired to teach at the Fifth Higher Primary School in Jiaozhi County, Wuxian County.
In p>1918, he published his first vernacular novel "Spring Banquet" in No.2 and No.3 of Volume 4 of Women's Magazine.
In p>1919, he joined the trendy society in Peking University and started writing vernacular literature.
In p>1921, Mao Dun, Zheng Zhenduo and others initiated the organization of "Literature Research Association" and advocated "Literature for Life".
In p>1923, he entered the Commercial Press to engage in editing and publishing, and published the novel Ni Huanzhi.
In p>193, he transferred to Kaiming Bookstore and hosted Middle School Students magazine.
In p>1931, after the September 18th Incident, the "Anti-imperialist and Anti-Japanese Grand Alliance of Literary and Art Circles" was initiated.
During the Anti-Japanese War, he went to Sichuan to continue to preside over the editing work of Kaiming Bookstore, and at the same time participated in the establishment of the "literary and art circles' anti-enemy support club".
In p>1946, after returning to Shanghai, he served as the director of the General Affairs Department of the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the consultant of the Shanghai Primary School Teachers' Joint Training Association and the Middle School Education Research Association.
In p>1949, he arrived in Beiping and served as the director of the textbook editing committee of the People's Government of North China. Later, he served as a member of the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
since p>1949, he has successively served as vice minister of education, president and editor-in-chief of People's Education Publishing House, member of the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, consultant of the Chinese Writers Association, curator of the Central Museum of Literature and History, vice chairman of Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, member of the first, second, third, fourth and fifth the NPC Standing Committee, member of the fifth Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference Standing Committee, vice chairman of the sixth Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference, and chairman of the China Democratic Progressive Party.
Education and news editing thoughts
Ye Shengtao's education thoughts and news publishing thoughts are inseparable:
Teaching is to prevent
literature for life
readability
literary works
Ye Shengtao's main pen names are Ye Tao, Shengtao, Guishan, etc. In 1914, he began to write classical Chinese novels, and in 1918, he began to publish white novels. He wrote a lot of novels, essays, essays, poems and children's literature in his life.
Spring Banquet: His first vernacular novel
Ni Huanzhi: Novel
Diaphragm: Collection of Novels
Fire: Collection of Novels
Especially Cowherd and Weaver Girl: Myth
Ye Shengtao has worked in the following newspapers and magazines. Editor-in-Chief:
Saturday
Shanghai Current Affairs News
Shanghai Republic Daily
Literature Weekly
Axiom Daily
Chinese Monthly
Suzhou Review
Women's Magazine
Novel Monthly. > poetry
light
Chinese magazine
wartime fortnightly for middle school students
fairy tales
Ye Shengtao once wrote the following fairy tales:
Scarecrow
Traveler
Little White Boat
Stone of Ancient Heroes. People
Fanger's Dream
and so on
Ye Shengtao Memorial Hall
Ye Shengtao Memorial Hall in Jiaozhi Town is located in the West Garden of Baosheng Temple in Jiaozhi, Wuzhong District, Suzhou, where he taught in 1917-1922.
(1894 ~ 1988) was a modern writer, children's literature writer and educator. Formerly known as Shao Gou, the word Shengtao, the main pen names are Ye Tao, Shengtao, Guishan and so on. People from Suzhou, Jiangsu. He entered Suzhou Public No.1 Middle School in 197 and served as a primary school teacher for 1 years after graduation in 1911. In 1914, he began to publish more than 1 classical Chinese novels, joined the Xinchao Society in 1919, and participated in the establishment of the Literature Research Association in 1921. In the 192s, collections of short stories such as Diaphragm, Fire, Offline, In the City, Never Tired of Collection and the novel Ni Huanzhi were published one after another. Most of the early novels describe the gray life of intellectuals and ordinary citizens, such as Mr. Pan in Trouble. Later, he turned to absorb major themes related to the struggle of the times, such as Night and Ni Huanzhi, which deeply reflected the social reality before and after the first revolutionary civil war. His novels present a simple and cool artistic style. After the "September 18th Incident", he took an active part in patriotic anti-Japanese activities, published famous short stories such as "Overcharging 35 fights", and his skills became more and more sophisticated. After the outbreak of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, he moved to Sichuan to work and live, writing mainly in prose and literary criticism. The main prose collections are Footsteps Collection, Not Tired of Living, Xichuan Collection, Ten Notes, etc. His prose is simple in feeling, meaningful in meaning and clean in language, and most of it has solid social content. Lotus root and shepherd's purse, in a sudden rain on May 3th, morning glory, Spring Festival couplets and so on are all famous essays with their own characteristics.
Ye Shengtao is also a pioneer in the creation of modern fairy tales in China. The Scarecrow, a collection of fairy tales, shows the sufferings of the working people, but sometimes the atmosphere is low and sad. The Stone Statue of Ancient Heroes, a later collection of fairy tales, focuses on the collective strength of the people to unite and resist violence. His fairy tales are novel and unique in conception, delicate and realistic in description and rich in realistic content. Lu Xun said that Ye Shengtao's "Scarecrow" opened a road of his own creation for China's fairy tales "(Table Translator's Words).
Ye Shengtao has been teaching in middle schools and universities in Shanghai, Hangzhou and Beijing since 1921. Since 1923, he has been engaged in editing and publishing. He used to be the editor of the Commercial Press and Kaiming Bookstore. He edited many important publications such as Literature Weekly, Novel Monthly and Middle School Students, and found, trained and recommended writers such as Ba Jin, Ding Ling and Dai Wangshu. He also published many poems, reviews and works, and edited dozens of Chinese textbooks for primary and secondary schools. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, he devoted himself to the leadership of culture and education, and served as president of People's Education Publishing House, vice minister of education, curator of the Central Museum of Literature and History, and vice chairman of Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.
Ye Shengtao's thoughts on education and news editing
Ye Shengtao's thoughts on education and news publishing are inseparable:
Teaching is to prevent
literature for life
readability
Ye Shengtao's The Scarecrow
The scenery and situation in the field during the day, some poets wrote it as a wonderful poem, and some painters painted it as a vivid picture.
At night, the poet drank wine and got a little drunk. As for the painter, he is singing in a low voice with exquisite musical instruments: no one has come to the fields. Then, who else tells people about the scenery and situation in the fields at night? Yes, and
the scarecrow.
People in Christianity say that man was created by God's own hands. Regardless of whether this sentence is correct or not, we can make a statement that
the scarecrow was made by farmers themselves. His skeleton is the thin bamboo branches in the bamboo garden, and his muscles and skin are the grass of Huang Dao in the next year. Broken bamboo baskets and residual lotus leaves can be used as his hats; The face under the hat is flat, and you can't tell where the nose is and
where the eyes are. He has no fingers in his hand, but he has a broken fan-actually, it's not really a fan, but it's just tied to the handle of the fan with a thread and hung on his hand. His skeleton is very long, and there is a section under his feet. The farmer inserted this section into the soil in the field, and he stood there all day and all night.
the scarecrow is very responsible. If you compare the cow with him, the cow is much lazier than him. Sometimes he lies on the ground and looks up at the sky. If you compare the dog with him, the dog is much more naughty than him, sometimes running around, so tired that the owner looks around. He never gets bored, lying like an ox watching the sky; I never play, and I run around like a dog. He looked at the field quietly, and the fan in his hand shook gently to drive away the flying birds, who had come to eat the newly-harvested ears of rice. He doesn't eat,
he doesn't sleep, even if he doesn't sit down and have a rest, he always stands there stiffly.
Of course, only the scarecrow knows the scenery and situation in the field at night and knows the most.
He knows how dew condenses on grass leaves and how sweet dew tastes. He knows how the stars blink and the moon smiles. He knows how quiet the fields are at night and how flowers and trees sleep soundly; He knows how bugs are
You look for me, I look for you, and butterflies fall in love. In short, he knows everything at night clearly.
here are some things that scarecrow met at night.
One starry night, he was guarding the field, and his fan was shaking gently. The new ears of rice are one by one, and the starlight shines on them. Some of them shine like a layer of water droplets, and there is a little wind, which makes salads ring. Straw
people are very happy when they look at it. He thought that this year's harvest would definitely make his master, a poor old lady, smile. Where has she laughed before? Her husband died eight or nine years ago. She cried when she remembered it, and her eyes were still red. And it has become a problem, and it is easy to cry. She has only one son, and two women have worked hard to plant this field. < P > It took three years to pay off her husband's funeral expenses. I didn't expect my son to get diphtheria and die. She
fainted at that time, and then she fell into a heartache problem and often made it. This time, she was left alone. She was old, had no strength, and had to farm hard. After another three years, she finally paid off her son's funeral expenses. But after two years of water,
the rice was flooded, either rotten or sprouted. She shed more tears, her eyes were hurt, and her vision was blurred. < P > She couldn't see at a little distance. Her face is full of wrinkles and looks like a dried orange. Where can she smile?
but this year's rice is growing well and strong, and there is not much rain, which seems to be a bumper harvest. Therefore, the Scarecrow is happy for her:
Thinking of the day of harvest, she saw the big and full ears of rice, which were all her own. Finally, there was no white burden.
The wrinkles on her face will definitely spread, so show a comforting and satisfied smile. If there is such a smile, in the scarecrow's view,
it is more lovely and precious than the smile of the stars and the moon, because he loves his master.
While the Scarecrow was thinking, a small moth came, which was a beige moth. He immediately recognized that the little moth was the enemy of Rice < P >, that is, the enemy of its master.
from his position and his feelings for his master, the moth must be driven away. So the
fan in his hand shook. But the wind of the fan is very limited, so it can't teach the moth to be afraid. The little moth flew for a while and landed on a
rice leaf, as if she didn't think the scarecrow was there to expel him. Scarecrow was very worried when he saw that the moth had fallen. But his body, like trees, is fixed in the soil, and he can't move half a step forward; Although the fan shook,
the little moth still rested steadily. He thought about the future situation in the field, the tears and shriveled face of his master, and the fate of his master, and his heart was like a knife. But the little moth is resting. No matter how hard it is, he just won't move.
when the stars returned in droves and all the night scenes disappeared, the little moth flew away. Scarecrow carefully looked at the rice leaf.
Sure enough, the tip of the leaf was rolled up, with many moths on it. This made the scarecrow feel infinite panic, thinking that disaster < P > was coming, and the more afraid it was, the more unavoidable it was. Poor master, all she has is two blurred eyes; Tell her, so that
she can see the baby laid by the moth as soon as possible, and then she can be saved. He thought so, and the fan shook more frequently. Fans often touch the body
and make a snapping sound. He can't shout. It's the only way to warn his master.
the old woman came to the field. She bent down to see that the water in the field was just right, so there was no need to drive water from the river.
Look at the rice planted by her hands, all of which are very strong; Touch the ear of rice, it's heavy. Look at the scarecrow again. His hat is still < P > straight. The fan is still in the hand, shaking and making a sound; And still stand very well, upright,
the position has not moved, and the appearance is exactly the same as before. Seeing that everything was fine, she went to the field shore and prepared to go home to rub the straw rope.
When the scarecrow saw that his master was leaving, he was so anxious that he quickly shook his fan, hoping to keep the master
by this urgent voice. The voice seemed to say, "My master, don't go! Don't think that everything in the field is
good, and the great disaster has left its roots in the field. Once you have an attack, it will be out of control. At that time, you will
dry your tears and break your heart; Put it out before it's too late. Here, on this one, look at the tip of this rice! " He repeatedly warned by the sound of the fan; But the old woman didn't understand, and she walked away step by step. He was so anxious that he was still shaking the fan until the master's back was out of sight, and he didn't know that the warning was invalid.
no one is worried about rice except the scarecrow. He couldn't wait to jump over and put out the root of the disaster. I can't wait for the wind to send a message to ask my master to come and eradicate the disaster quickly. His body used to be very thin, but now
it looks even more haggard with sadness, and he no longer has the strength to stand up straight, just leaning his shoulders and bending over, as if he were ill
.
within a few days, in the rice fields, the larvae of moths turned into meat worms, which were everywhere. In the dead of night, people hear the straw
.