Six Love Poems of Liushahe

Although you are beautiful, you are not in the flower garden, and there is no place for others to decorate your hair. If you want to say that flowers are snowflakes, you come to the world with a rotating dance, sleep with mountains and dream of the blue ocean in your hometown. Second, remember the road, which makes me wonder why you waste your life in such a tortuous way. It didn't save much time, but now I realize that we are getting closer to you. If you don't take such a curved road, you will never see it again in a second, just like two running stars. Looking at me from a distance, I am a snow-capped mountain that freezes your eyes and chills your heart. There are no flowers, no birds and no birds. Listen to the lava roaring and rolling in my chest. Believe me, I am a volcano. Although I slept for many years, you are better. Love yourself, because you are a miracle, growing out of muddy pool water without any sludge. You are a snow-white lotus, standing alone in the autumn pond, and you have a pure heart that makes you forget your beauty. 6. We will be busy all day for life. In the morning, you send me out, and in the evening, you wait for me to go home. We are as hardworking as workers in late spring. The flowers we pick are the most fragrant and the honey we brew is the sweetest. Let the flowers at home bloom forever and let the swallows come to see us every year. Children will cherish every quiet night, reading under the lamp, watching the moon at the window, laughing and laughing at the pillow, listening to the wind and rain outside the house and the crowing of chickens next door in their dreams, and forgetting the disputes in the world. Let's let the years flow quietly through the Liusha River outside the gate (193 1-), formerly known as Yu Xuntan, a native of Jintang, Sichuan. Famous poets and writers. Liushahe once wrote a long poem in China, enjoying a good reputation at home and abroad. 10 years ago, Mr. Wang suddenly changed his mind and wrote a composition instead of poetry, encouraging cultural exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and stirring up a great vortex that attracted worldwide attention. I suddenly lost interest in recent years. For a time, intellectuals were asking about his "flow direction". In Shu's literary world, his shadow, which is thinner than a yellow flower, his humility, and his humor that makes people laugh are gone. Mr. Wang is over 70 years old, with a height of 1.7 meters and a weight of only 90 kilograms. How can he be "thin"? His appearance is easily reminiscent of the frost-beaten jujube trees and the residual lotus in the autumn pond. Time flies and makes people old. My husband's temples are frosted, but his eyes are still wise and profound, and his expression is still calm and detached. Mr. Wang talks a lot, tastes both refined and popular, and is also very harmonious. His humorous quality can be described as a masterpiece. In 5,000 years, Wan Li quoted classics from morning till night. Mr. Wang is from Jintang, Sichuan. He was born in1931110. He studied ancient Chinese and wrote classical Chinese. 1947 entered the senior middle school of Chengdu Provincial Middle School, 1949 entered the Department of Agricultural Chemistry of Sichuan University, and 1952 was transferred to Sichuan Federation of Literary and Art Circles. He used to be the creator and editor of Sichuan People and Stars. 1957 During the anti-rightist movement, Chairman Mao personally named this book "All Trees and Plants Are Soldiers", saying that it was "the name of letting a hundred flowers blossom, and the fact of throwing dead mice everywhere". Liushahe has been criticized and stinked all over the country, and has experienced various "labor reform" for 20 years. 1979 transferred back to Sichuan Federation of Literary and Art Circles and started writing full-time from 1985. He has published Sawtooth Bite, Solo, Twelve Middle-aged Poets in Taiwan Province Province, Essays on Liushahe, Poems on Liushahe, Farewell to Hometown, Wandering and Modern Zhuangzi. So far, 22 novels, poems, poetics, essays, translated novels and research monographs have been published. Mr. Wang's original name is Yu Xuntan. The word "quicksand" in "quicksand river" is taken from Yugong in Shangshu. As for the quicksand in the west, China people are used to using the word "river". Quotations from Mr. Y is a collection of 400 excellent essays by Mr. Wang, which is required reading. It is true that laughter and scolding are articles. Mr. Wang is a rare walking dictionary, unconventional, eloquent and well-founded. Zhuangzi Modern Edition, which is widely circulated, is evidence, which fully embodies his scholarly demeanor. Mr. Wang's gait is different from ordinary people. It seems that his feet don't touch the ground, giving people an elegant feeling, but not that kind of ecstasy. His body is like a kite. Kites fly high in the blue sky, soft and long, attracting people to look up. Mr. Wang has only been out of Sichuan a limited number of times in his life, and the farthest time was Yugoslavia. Although the footprint is not far away, although it is over 70 years old, it is enough to bear the title of "old genius". Writing articles is full of wit, humor, irony and even cunning, and can be seen everywhere between the lines. In his spare time, Mr. Wang likes planting trees. His home is full of all kinds of small trees, but there is no potted flower. The tallest tree is an oak tree, and he seems very proud of it. The oak tree stood in front of the window, blocking the dust and sound of the city for him. When the sun came out, his desk was covered with swaying leaves. Mr. Wang is partial to hometown dishes and praised the title of a Sichuan restaurant in Chengdu: "Food is the first thing for the people, food is used by the people, and it is praised by the people, with good quality and low price." As for "white meat mixed with garlic paste, kidney flower fried pork liver, sit down and spit, refreshing is fresh." Chicken diced said Kung Pao, tofu said Huainan, and crispy rice stewed with meat slices, which was fried with joy ... "... Friends came from afar, such as Taiwan Province poet Yu Guangzhong, who entertained guests with baked wheat cakes, steamed beef and husband and wife's lung slices, and the two sides enjoyed themselves and never forgot. Mr. Wang also quoted Mr. Y as saying: "Chinese milk vetch in spring, Toona sinensis mixed with tender beans, bean jelly in summer, fried beef jerky with sour cowpea, pickled sea pepper in autumn, dried dog claw bean, pickled vegetables in winter and black bean bacon. "Attract readers to talk eloquently, and hope to quench their thirst. Mr. Wang is quiet at home every day and likes reading. In addition, he also rewards and supports newcomers and basically refuses social intercourse. Spring silkworms often spin silk and pour out their hearts for the treasure house of China literature. Vicissitudes have not dried up the river. On the contrary, it is full of pure water, with its own unique direction, quietly flowing into the long river of our national culture and history.