Hazy poet: Liang Poet Liang

Liang was named the recommended poet of the year at the 2005 New Year Poetry Meeting of CCTV. The recommendation book reads: "Poet Liang, a fairy tale of poetry in a miserable era, continued to write with tenacity and strength, and still completely integrated poetry into the state of life on the edge of life. During the literary enlightenment in the new period, the poet's solid, clear, transparent and profound poems roared through the wilderness of all cities in China, and his simple and profound poems still affect people today. " Today, let's approach the "misty poem" beam. Liang, a writer's file, was born in 1954. Misty poems represent poets. Engaged in workshop work, greening, radio editing, magazine editing, family planning propaganda, advertising planning and other occupations. Poetry creation began at 1972, and the works "China, I lost my key" and "Snow White Wall" are listed as the representative poems of obscure poetry in the new period. The poem "I Love the Wind and Light in Autumn" was selected as a high school textbook. He is the author of a collection of poems "Little snare drum Girls Team" and an essay collection "Being a Fighter Alone". Selected readings of Selected Papers on Liang Thought (Option 3) Liang fled a place and changed the position of the object. People always change from a static posture to a moving posture. Twisted posture, a familiar posture. Faith, waiting for the bread in the basket. Because I believe what he said, I must get the corresponding reward. Because of faith, we left the warm place and went to a strange place. All our so-called purposeful actions are accomplished by accepting tasks. Just like children learning scientific knowledge, 1+ 1=2, what effect does it have on children? This is a completely strange feeling. Teaching is gentle, but the content in teaching is cold, which shows that the content of any education must be modified into a warm and soft face. But when you grow up, your gentle face will be far away from the blunt educational content. Do you just use three white rabbits to represent mathematical concepts? I feel the mentality of the poor. He is fidgeting in the air-conditioned room. So he went back to the stuffy house and needed to shake the fan. Or sitting outside enjoying the cool air, there is no wave in his heart. Even rich people, living in a comfortable place, have no sense of instability. But the rich still feel similar to the poor. However, their melancholy goals are different. When everyone takes a step back, it looks infinitely peaceful. So, when we get a sense of happiness or stability, we know where we come from. Moreover, I have experienced infinite hardships in that place. We sometimes hide our weakness, that is, we are very unsuccessful somewhere. Just like a very skilled job to avoid a very unsuitable job. People do hide themselves. Therefore, any sense of happiness and stability is the result of fleeing from somewhere. The more comfortable, the more materialistic, and the more joyful this time. We all realize that this light is about to disappear, and there is a peace of mind that will not disappear. You don't have to struggle or twist your posture. There is a stone by the roadside to move it. If you don't move it, it will always be there. I'm not going to move it. At this time, you were ordered to move the stone at once, but I insisted on not moving it. That stone is deadlocked with me. That's how we know stones. The stone stood quietly in the grass. I realize that the stone will find that you don't want to reach out and touch it. After receiving the order to move the stone, the stone will gradually come to you. The stone will grow stronger and stronger, covered with moss, telling that you have never touched it once, and the stone will fall into your dream, which becomes the fulfilled sentence: My heart is like a stone. Stones don't last forever. In a limited time, the stone becomes the fiercest monster in image thinking, crushing your whole body. When the stone is still in its original place, it will be suddenly discovered. Someone said, "Why haven't you moved yet?" A simple stone can elicit people's voices, just as the stone itself speaks. Mental numbness and spiritual purification are two close brothers. There is nothing in our minds as clean as washing, and there is nothing you want to do at once. But you're not actually squatting there, you're still doing something, so-called dwelling in business, doing that without thinking, just like I'm breathing without thinking about breathing. The difference between literature and Buddhism is that Zen people really don't think about anything, and there is no state of persecution for them to enter, but there is an immortal image in the heart of Zen people, and he snuggles under it. The stone we think of must be immortal and exist as a stone in the sense of knowledge and information. Stone is coming to us, and the anxiety in time is not the specific content of whether it passes, but that time is indeed a kind of knowledge. We know that we can age, and aging comes suddenly. How do characters in literature express that there are no wrinkles in their hearts? In order to capture a squirrel alive, the house was in a mess. My son pouted and threw peanuts and apple slices at that guy's habitat from time to time. My son is kind and afraid that he will be wronged. I ordered my son to get out of the way. I emptied a book, twisted my neck against the corner and reached for my arm. My fingers seem to touch the furry tail. This damn tail, with a flick, I'll never touch it again. My son saw the blue veins jumping around my neck and said, "I'll catch them." I said, "Is your hand longer than mine? I have already said that we can't keep these jumpers at home. " Then I was so angry that I began to push the wardrobe desperately, thinking: I can't catch you, I can't easily squeeze you to death. The son seems to see through his father's laziness. Although he was pushing the wardrobe, he said, "You just want to save trouble. I called you back to take you alive. " When he said this, I stopped pushing the closet and looked around the room that was messed up by my son and squirrel. My son's feet are still stepping on the books on the ground, all to catch the living. Difficult and easy, often in an instant, I watched a TV report: a policeman said to the suspect who fled to the telephone pole: Come down quickly, we have guns, it is not easy to kill you. We don't want to do this. It will be very troublesome to catch a bad man alive. The police had to put a protective net on the ground in case he couldn't catch it and fell off it. In addition, the police officer also advised him that the crime he committed was not serious, so why bother himself? Then he sent several men to hold their breath and approach him. When the "gentleman on the pole" shouted, the police officer had to step back, as if he could only gently touch the squirrel's tail. I also heard that some monkeys escaped from the zoo and stayed in the trees outside, but they didn't come down. They also tried their best to "capture alive". Keepers have a hard time, out of a sense of responsibility for law enforcement or out of love for animals. Once we have a conscious agreement in our hearts, we feel that we can't go beyond this "crossing the line", which is even more difficult. When people feel embarrassed, they should stick to it. This is not my rumor. It seems that there is a hornet's nest in a tree in a residential area in Suzhou. No one wants to take a friendly attitude of "catching the bumblebee alive", so a high-pressure water gun slammed. After the dead bumblebee landed, it was trampled to death by the footsteps that came immediately. It is said that the battle ended successfully in a few minutes. Liang is a thinker and a poet in the ideological field. He is used to smoking and meditating in the dark kitchen. Thought is always associated with darkness. The light of cigarettes in the darkness is the spark of thinkers' thoughts-darkness creates words, and words shine through darkness. These thoughts are like "the agitation of life in an eggshell", and one of his essays, which is similar to a case-solving, is to let him know the truth about himself in this eggshell. Moving stones and catching squirrels ... these trivial things that are not noticed have become the carriers of his thoughts. Read this article carefully and appreciate the ideas contained in it. The streets, as smooth as free lyrics, stretch straight into the distance after the rain, and the cars in the middle flow like water from one shore to the other. At this time, I saw a child wearing a sun hat coming to the sentry box and having a cordial conversation with the police. And a team composed entirely of children is standing on one side of the street in harmony and tranquility. I know they are talking about this lovely team, the way to cross the street. I am very excited to stare at the distance with thoughtful eyes. They must have talked about something else, the future of China Street, poetry and the country. I saw it: the people's police, the conductor of the people's street, leaned out of the booth and listened to the children's philosophical thoughts gently. A child in China with lots of sunshine may point out the future direction of China. The wide street is as smooth as free lyrics, the green light flashes in front of my eyes, and a child is talking harmoniously with the police. As a representative poet of obscure poetry, reading guide Liang's poems are not as vague and poetic as most people think. The simple picture of a child "having a cordial conversation with the police" in the street after the rain has aroused the poet's infinite association: "China, a child with a lot of sunshine, may point out the future direction of China", with a clear theme and high style, which gives people a strong appeal. "The street is as flat as a free lyric poem" is accompanied by the poet's thought flow. The super chain connected with Liang's feathers thinks that tomorrow, you will harvest wheat with this sickle for the first time. When we come to see you next year, I hope to see that the handles of these sickles can be tanned by your sweat, and the calluses on your hands make the sickles shine. If you don't use a sickle, if you just wrap it in silk, it will always be new, which only shows that you didn't bend down well to harvest and sweat. The brand-new sickle means that your mind is rusty. Don't worry, the sickle will get thinner and thinner. Finally, sharp steel will break and can't be ground any more. Use it like a sickle. This is my hope for you. Because, I have prepared enough sickles for your life, and a person must destroy at least ten sickles in his life. -Liang's Labor Aesthetics in the Age of Autocracy