Gu Cheng's Poems: Written on Postcards

When I got the book, it was heavy, pressing on my hand and pressing on my heart. I am excited because, ah, this is my favorite poet, Gu Cheng. Looking back on the past, this city and this city are complicated. Two unrelated words pieced together, but it made my heart beat. In an instant, Gu Cheng seemed to be the most beautiful name in the world.

Open the book, there are only a few simple words on the first page.

Seeing this period of time, I can't help feeling sad. This great hazy poet and romantic left us after only 37 years of youth. Fortunately, his innocence, delicacy and simplicity, as well as his sadness, contradiction and fragmentation, all left deep traces in the poem. Reading his poems, we can feel Gu Cheng whispering in our ears. He just accompanied us in another way. Through poetry, the transformation of Gu Cheng is like in front of us, in the mountains and in the clouds, waiting for us to explore.

On the back, there is a photo of Gu Cheng. 1May, 979, taken by Jialing River. From afar, Gu Cheng's eyes sparkled with hope for life, and his mouth smiled gently, like a child, expressing his pursuit for the future. He is like a wise man, with sharp eyes, confident expression and straight waist, silently judging the right and wrong of this world in his heart.

? The first few pages also attached some photos of Gu Cheng when he was young, and some manuscripts. (it won't be released here)

Let's begin to review the memory chapter of this city.

? This poem is written from the stars and the moon in the sky, from far to near, to my sister and me on the ground. Through time, we can know that Gu Cheng is only six years old at this time. When I was a child, I used the most authentic words to tell what was in front of me, and every word was innocent. I described the night sky and the waiting scene simply and clearly through the most direct words.

We can see that the stars are shining, the curved moon is smiling, and the six-year-old child is waiting for his father to come home at the window. There are not many words, but they give us enough imagination. How dark is the sky? Are the stars dense or sparse? Is the moon like a hook or a shallow thin line? What is the waiting mood of my sister and me?

Have you thought about these questions? In other words, do you stop, relax and look up at the sky quietly, which is the same as seeing the sky from Gu Cheng, but not the same. In my spare time, I will lie on the wide grass and watch the night, the lights under the night and the people under the lights. You can enjoy this peace alone or share it with your friends. As Mr. Su Dongpo said, "Where there is no moon, there are no bamboos and cypresses, but there are few idle people like us." As long as you are willing to spare some time, you will find that, just like the past sky and the future sky, it is actually changing, quietly and imperceptibly. When the whole world is quiet, just to find that difference.

? I hope you can calm down, think about your childhood interests, look at the world and find the beauty of this world.

Maybe you have some questions about the title of the poem. According to records, this poem was dictated by Gu Cheng, written on a postcard and added to the title of the poem. Speaking of postcards, I want to ask you, have you ever tried to convey your good memories with writing paper?

The process of writing, such as sprinkling a warm sunshine on the table, is gentle and comfortable. Pick up a pen, think about it, write down everything you want to say, have a sip of hot tea, hold your chin in meditation, and continue to write over and over again. The moment you send a letter, it's like turning yourself into a homing pigeon, flapping its wings and flying to the recipient's side, pouring out your inner thoughts face to face. Write a letter to yourself without losing interest, such as talking to the shadow and putting yourself in the other's shoes. Maybe your diffuse thinking will come to another village.

Think about how long it's been since you wrote on paper. Seize this opportunity to steal time and try to write a letter or postcard. I will think when I start writing, and then I will have a lot of ideas. This is your world and no one will bother you. Please explain your heart!

Finally, I went out of the room and took a look at the sky. The night sky tonight is dark, cold and chilling. I think I'd better hide in my warm nest, read books, write articles and share this wonderful time with you. I hope you like my writing and my favorite Gu Cheng.

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