Wang, a young writer, is from Ji 'an, Jiangxi, a university teacher, and party member. Won the second China Fire Poetry Festival Excellence Award and the first Hebei Literature and Art Award Silver Award. He is a member of Jiangxi Young Writers Association, Hebei Society of Collecting Wind, China Youth Literature and Art Society, Ji 'an Writers Association, the first training class for young writers in Ji 'an, the columnist of "Poetry Jiangxi Army" of China Poetry Network, the editor-in-chief of prose edition of 2 1 century cutting-edge writers network, a member of Taohuadu, and a volunteer in China. His works have been published in American Huaxing Daily, Global Travel Daily, Jiangxi Daily, Zhongshan Daily and Southwest Business Daily. His work is dog tail grass.
Chinese name: Wang
Nationality: China.
Ethnic group: Han nationality
Place of birth: Ji 'an, Jiangxi
Occupation: teacher
Graduate school: Jiangxi Agricultural University
Main achievements: The second prize of the first Feng Cai Prize for prose in Hebei Province.
The first prize of poetry in the first national competition for collecting works.
The second prize of the third Cai Feng Prize for literature, art and poetry in Hebei Province.
Second prize in the selection of contemporary literary masterpieces.
Second prize of "Three Poems-Wing Chun" essay competition
20 14 Excellence Award of the 7th "Certification Cup" Mathematical China Mathematical Modeling Network Challenge.
The 2nd China Students and Teenagers Chinese Studies Club-Erxing Chinese Studies Genius
Excellence Award in the First National Youth Freelance Writing Competition
The first "Southern Literature and Art" Cup National Literary Works Collection Competition, the New Seedling Award for Literature.
"Touching Jiangnong" 20 15 University Student Person of the Year
"Excellent Workers" in Jiangxi University Student Community Cultural Park
20 14 Jiangxi College Students' English Competition Excellence Award
The second prize of "Father in My Mind" photo collection competition
Second Prize of "Blog Writing" in the 4th Counselor Skills Competition
"Celebrating the 70th Anniversary of People's Republic of China (PRC)" Chu won the second prize in the Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Competition.
Short-listed for the 20 15 China Prize for Literature.
Short-listed in the 20 15 Global Short Poetry Competition for College Students in China.
20 15 writer award
Masterpiece: Dream Back to Wei and Jin Dynasties
character introduction
Wang, a native of Ji 'an, Jiangxi, is a college student village official and college counselor in Nanchang. He won the second China Fire Poetry Festival Excellence Award and the first Hebei Literature and Art Award Silver Award. Member of Jiangxi Young Writers Association and Ji 'an Writers Association. He is the author of personal anthology "Life is like Summer Flowers".
Character experience
From 20 12 to 20 16, he studied in the School of Economics and Management of Jiangxi Agricultural University and obtained a bachelor's degree in economics. During my school years, I won professional scholarships, special scholarships and top ten special students. Students of Jiangxi Agricultural University's 20 13 backbone training class for college students. Teacher of Starlight Teaching Team of Agriculture, Countryside and Farmers Society of Jiangxi Agricultural University.
Winning record
Social awards:
20 14 Excellence Award of the 7th "Certification Cup" Mathematical China Mathematical Modeling Network Challenge.
2065438+2004 Second Prize in the Selection of Contemporary Excellent Literary Works
20 14 Jiangxi College Students' English Competition Excellence Award
20 15 second prize of "father in my mind" graphic collection competition
20 15 the first "southern literature and art" cup national literary works collection competition, literary new seedling award.
20 15 second prize of the first Cai feng prize for literature and art in Hebei province
20 15 second prize of "Three Poems-Wing Chun" essay competition
20 16 first "national youth free writing competition" Excellence award
2065438+2006 First Prize of Poetry in the First National Competition for Collection of Works.
20 17 The 2nd China Students and Teenagers Chinese Studies Club, with two stars in Chinese studies.
20 17 Excellence Award of the Second Teacher Photography Exhibition
20 17 Second Prize of "Blog Writing" in the 4th Counselor Skills Competition
2065438+2009 "Celebrating the 70th Anniversary of the Founding of People's Republic of China (PRC)" won the second prize of the 14th "Chu ··Xi" Dragon Boat Festival Poetry Competition.
20 19 the second prize of the 3rd Cai Feng Poetry Award for Literature and Art in Hebei Province.
Awards during school:
20 12-20 13 third-class scholarship for the first semester
20 12-20 13 first-class scholarship for the second semester
20 12-20 13 National Inspirational Scholarship
20 13-20 14 second-class scholarship for the first semester
20 13-20 14 third-class scholarship for the second semester
20 13-20 14 top ten special students in the school year
20 13-20 14 special scholarship for "sports art and physical and mental development"
20 13-20 14 "Chinese dream, my entrepreneurial dream" won the third prize of the sixth college students' entrepreneurial plan competition.
20 13-20 14 during the exhibition of outstanding cultural activities of college students' associations in the whole province, "excellent workers" were created in the college students' community cultural park.
2014-20152014 third prize of the first academic month series "Houde Cup" simulated stock trading competition.
20 14-20 15 third-class scholarship for the first semester
20 15-20 16 "touching the farmers in the river" 20 15 University Student Person of the Year
works
Dream back to Wei and Jin dynasties
Before the bell rang, a song "Guangling San" came from the distant bamboo forest through the ages. I stopped the pilgrimage, leaned on the corner of the stone steps, turned my back on the ancient temple, closed my eyes and woke my ears. Melodious piano music brought me back to that ancient and charming era.
Sitting on the ground covered with bamboo leaves, scalding a pot of chrysanthemum wine, or making a pot of bamboo tea, a breeze blew from the gap in the bamboo forest, and the Seven Sages sat under the bamboo, dressed in a white robe, with a bamboo harp in front of them. A few beautiful girls, swinging these colorful long sleeves, are dancing in front of your eyes with the bamboo wind, stepping on the strings.
Dreaming back to Wei and Jin Dynasties, the time goes back to 1700 years ago. You are alone in a tall building, spontaneously looking up, and suddenly you see clouds and waves of different shapes floating over a long bamboo forest, such as a wine watch fluttering in the wind in a restaurant. Is that a celebrity gentleman wandering casually in the sky of the Jin Dynasty? Long years, endless love and hate; Man, who can ride home in the wind? Instead of pandering and intrigue in the secular officialdom, it is better to retire to the mountains and enjoy yourself.
It was a dark and absurd time: heroes were divided into different regimes; The iron horse clanked and the war continued. When the rulers are killed and taken away, the lives of ordinary people are like ants in the air, not to mention those celebrities who satirize and abuse Chaogang and laugh and curse. However, even in this bad situation, the elegance and interest of celebrities in Wei and Jin dynasties remain undiminished, and the elegant manners of playing the piano, singing and laughing are still on the paper.
During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, it was considered an elegant thing to put your hand into your clothes to catch lice while chatting. In the book "Breaking Up with Shan Juyuan", it is recorded that "you can't shake when you are in danger for a moment, and your sexual recovery will itch". I think this is unthinkable for modern people who are obsessed with cleanliness, and even thinking about it will make people get goose bumps. Coincidentally, medieval ascetics also praised lice, saying that lice were "the pearl of God". This statement is elegant and glorious, and celebrities in Wei and Jin Dynasties will certainly agree with it. Some celebrities are oblivious to their guests, and still kneel and just pick up the "Pearl of God" with bare arms, just like monkeys catching lice in a zoo, and there is no one around, except for catching lice and eating them with their mouths open. The guests are not angry when they see that the host is so serious. If they are angry with such elegant things, they can only show that they are vulgar. As for why catching lice is an elegant thing, I have thought for a long time, but I beg to differ. Let's be a vassal.
In this group of elegant Wei and Jin celebrities, we have to say such a cultural group-seven sages of bamboo forest. People who know history are no strangers to the Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest, and they can even recite their articles. Ruan Ji, Ji Kang, Liu Ling, Dan Tao, Xiang Xiu, Wang Rong and Ruan Xian are the representatives of the Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest. Seven of them are representatives of metaphysics in Wei and Jin Dynasties. They tend to be idle in politics and informal in life. Serenity often drinks and sings in bamboo forests. The secularism of that era has long been polished away by the years, leaving only their precious words criticizing the dark secularism and their free and unrestrained legends. That memory has flowed to this day, gurgling and never ending.
You see, Ji Kang, a man with his sleeves rolled while the iron is hot in the bamboo forest, dripping sweat is slipping down his bronzed skin, gathering into a well-defined stream at the red arm ditch and hard collarbone, drilling into layers of rotten leaves and flowing into the land. History seems to have opened a green bamboo forest in an instant. He swung a heavy hammer with his palm, and the fiery iron brand collided with the hammer. Mars splashed everywhere, and the rhythmic rhythm of "clank, clank, clank" resounded through the bamboo forest and drifted into the distant time and space. This is the most ordinary life, however, the free and quiet days were soon broken. Ji Kang was framed by the authorities for his political uncooperative in the Western Jin Dynasty, and was imprisoned, generous and heroic. I still remember that it was recorded in Shi Shuo Xin Yu: "In the mountains, I was sentenced to the east city, and my spirit remained unchanged. I play the piano, and I play the song Guangling San. I said: Yuan Xiaoni tried to learn this powder. I am not with Jingu. Guangling Powder is unique now! " 3000 students wrote it. Please ask the teacher not to allow it. Now, after reading these ancient texts with scars of years, we can still feel his state of mind before his death. Hate or anger? Or is it free? Only wait for the interpretation after diluting the years.
You see, Liu Ling, who sings wine songs, the bottle beside him is filled with nectar brewed by wine saint Du Kang. He waved his hand, brushed off his long sleeves, brushed off his beard, lifted the bottle and poured it on his mouth. Gorgeous poems gurgled out of his plump Adam's apple. The wine and meat passed through the intestines, and it was half a day in the Western Jin Dynasty when I vomited. When a person is talented, but he has no talent and no place to display it, it is a painful thing and he needs to drown his sorrows in wine. I have thought many times that it is unfortunate to be born at an untimely time, but it is still a blessing to love what you love without going against your will, even if it is plain. However, we are not out of date. On the contrary, the times we live in are so lucky for us, without the smoke of war and the persecution of dark politics. We can breathe freely, live freely, live in a small house thousands of times smaller than a hut, and enjoy colorful entertainment, but we are unhappy and not free and easy because of the small loss. Born in a prosperous time, I will still think of Liu Ling, who often pulls a deer cart and carries a pot of wine to make people follow him, warning people around me: bury me when you die. When Tao is exhausted by white clouds, he will cry like a child and then get lost. What kind of free and easy feelings this is, it is like a breeze, blowing those sophisticated and rusty hearts.
You see, Ruan Ji and Guangwu Deng Cheng saw the Chu-Han battlefield and lamented that "there was no hero for a while, and their son became famous". He lost his father at the age of three, came from a poor family, studied hard and became a successful person. He has the ambition to help the world, full of the spirit of "if you are rich, you will help the world, and if you are poor, you will be immune to it". He is eager to enter the official career and make contributions. However, when such an absurd and dark world was placed in front of him, he was confused. Is it forward or backward? The inner voice gave him a firm answer: as a result, he studied behind closed doors, or climbed mountains near water, or got drunk, or kept silent; Therefore, he joined hands with Ji Kang and Liu Ling to enter the bamboo forest, singing, drinking and writing poems, which made his poetic style "sorrowful and sad, obscure and tortuous". I still remember the sentence, "When a person drives, he can't help being poor by roads and rails, but needs to cry." Let me see the true face of the seven-foot man's weakness. Wang Bo's Preface to Wang Tengting said that "Ruan Ji is rampant, and it is useless to cry at the end of the road". Now read carefully, Ruan Ji was born at an untimely time, and his dissatisfaction with his talent is still so tragic. Fortunately, having a group of friends around, forgetting your unhappiness, drinking and chatting, and reciting poems will not live up to this life.
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Bamboo forest, originally an ordinary landscape, can be seen when you walk into the countryside and countryside. However, when scholars walked into such an ordinary bamboo forest, it produced miracles in cultural history, miracles in political history and anecdotes in spiritual history. History often plays a joke. When destroying something, it is also shaping something.
Confucius once said: Tao can't work, fork can float on the sea. For Confucius, Tao is not in power, but in people's hearts. The heart is unobstructed and everything is happy. The seven sages of bamboo forest found their own way, either secluded or official, but they did not go against their own wishes, covered with branches and leaves in the square of the soul, pursuing the meaning and mission of life.
Buddhists say that planting is like a career, harvesting is like a fruit, and everything is created by idealism. Exactly, how pertinent: face it with a smile, know yourself through hard work, don't complain, be loyal to life, and you will get yourself.
Looking back at ourselves, have we found ourselves and been loyal to our hearts? Some people say that this is an era of lack of faith, walking dead, busy and without faith. Although the words are sharp, there is no lack of truth. When asked by reporters whether they are happy, some people look blank and speechless. What's more, the surname "bitter" is ridiculed, and all kinds of answers make people laugh and cry.
Think about it, it's really ridiculous and hateful. We live in a reinforced concrete house tens of millions times larger than a hut, so we don't have to worry about the tragedy of "freezing to death alone". We eat tens of thousands of times more delicious food than simple tea and rice, and drive many times more comfortable vehicles than donkeys and horses, not to mention buying wine and forging iron in the furnace to make a living. But there will still be so many people who are unhappy, dissatisfied, unhappy and even lose themselves: fighting and killing, intrigue and intrigue. Sometimes, should we look back on history, Wei and Jin dynasties and learn from the ancients?
Standing in front of the temple, the sunset climbed the stairs and overflowed my feet. The cool breeze at the foot of the mountain blew on my ears and temples, and the drums sounded quietly at dusk. Walking towards the temple, I folded my hands and refused to leave for a long time.
When the bell rang, I dreamed of Wei and Jin Dynasties and found peace.
The Game of Life-A Dream of Red Mansions
20 10, the new version of A Dream of Red Mansions was finally released in China by David after half a year's filming. However, the new version of A Dream of Red Mansions did not win a good reputation, but it constantly attracted public opinion from all walks of life. Some people even commented on the new version of A Dream of Red Mansions: the scene is like Journey to the West, the music is like a serial, the camera is like Harry Potter, and the narration is like the animal world. Some red scientists criticized it one after another. This criticism is thought-provoking.
Some people say: "The new version of A Dream of Red Mansions is a drama of money, a drama of hype, and a drama lacking idealism. In the era when material life is extremely rich, we have reason to believe that our life should be endowed with colorful charm. However, there are always some cultural businessmen who only know how to make profits, deviate from the cultural theme, cater to low tastes and spoof our national culture. 20 12 Spring Festival Evening essay "Jing Ke Stabs Qin" is the most powerful accusation against the phenomenon of cultural spoof. The spoof of our national culture is a blasphemy against our profound national culture. I'm not talking about the disadvantages of the new version of A Dream of Red Mansions. In this era of "culture plays a role, economy plays a role", we can't change the status quo, but I still want to shout, although people talk lightly. I just think the drama of life should be serious.
In 2009, Chen, the actor of Lin Daiyu in the 87th edition of A Dream of Red Mansions, passed away. When I heard the news, I felt a trace of sadness and regret, just like the sadness caused by the death of Daiyu when I first saw A Dream of Red Mansions, which overflowed from time to time and lingered. I'm not making a fuss. I was moved by Chen and the idealism of that era.
1987, A Dream of Red Mansions was piloted in China, and the response was enthusiastic. It has been well received by many fans and redologists of A Dream of Red Mansions, especially the actor Lin Daiyu in A Dream of Red Mansions, who is called "the incarnation of Daiyu". In the eyes of most people, Chen vividly interpreted the sentimental and sentimental heroine Lin Daiyu in Cao Xueqin's works, which left a deep impression on the audience, and even many people were willing to combine her with Lin Daiyu. However, more than 20 years have passed, A Dream of Red Mansions in 1987 is still the object of many people's talk after dinner, and Chen Ye, who plays Lin Daiyu, has always been talked about by people. However, who knows that at the moment of overnight fame, Chen, who was only 22 years old, did not become a superstar of the emperor. But like Jia Baoyu, he watched all the prosperity and faded out of the screen. In the 1990s, he converted to Buddhism and studied Buddhism, then became a monk in Changchun and a nun, becoming a nun like Miaoyu, but died in Shenzhen in 2007. A wisp of fragrant soul drifted away with the wind, and fell into a dream with sorrow at night. Her departure left a sad regret for the world. Someone said, "She takes juggling as her life and acts with it."
1984, Chen, who was only 18 years old, finally stood out and became the actor of Lin Daiyu. From 1984 to 1987, Chen and other actors in A Dream of Red Mansions have been working hard for the role shooting of A Dream of Red Mansions, especially Lin Daiyu played by Chen. Anyone who knows A Dream of Red Mansions knows that Cao Xueqin once described Lin Daiyu in his works like this: two bends are like frowning, and a pair of eyes are like weeping but not weeping. The state has two sorrows, and it is sick. Tears a little, breath slightly. When it is quiet, it shines like a flower on the water, and when it is moving, it is like a weak willow. The heart knows better than the stem, and the disease is not as good as the west. This description vividly depicts Lin Daiyu's weak and sentimental figure. However, how difficult it is to play such a sentimental role as Lin Daiyu, but Chen did it with her own idealism: when all the other girls went to rest, she still held the thick original work of A Dream of Red Mansions and recited her lines, often sitting for a day. She silently deduces the ordinary, silently releases the stubbornness, and proves the tenacity of life without words.
Chen 1987 said in his memoir "Three Years and One Dream": I have countless beautiful dreams, all of which started from here. After three years of training, we are mature and confident. I hope the vicissitudes of life will not erase our innocence. How I miss Yuanmingyuan in April! Miss the blooming peach blossoms! That winding path! Girls who are worried about choosing their ideal roles and putting them into practice. However, what Chen himself didn't expect was that he really "entered the play" and fell in love with his role, so that he couldn't extricate himself. Chen once recalled: "Lin Daiyu became an insurmountable mountain on my way to interpretation. After that, it was an endless time in my life. Although I am a star in everyone's eyes, no director dares to ask me to play other roles. I think A Dream of Red Mansions showed me a wonderful world, and then it closed the door to me. I have made no greater progress in my acting career. Chen's name is Lin. This shows how much effort and emotion she devoted to Daiyu!
Chen Yisheng has completed two plays, A Dream of Red Mansions and Family Spring and Autumn, but her fame is greater than that of many actors who have played all her life. Compared with the contemporary utilitarian society, the idealism she poured into the play is so out of place: how much sweat and pain she poured into every important action and every inconspicuous detail.
Nietzsche said, "Love all words written in blood." We say, love all the plays played with life. Walking in a modern city and bathing in a feast, will we think of the woman who acted with her life and her true feelings? That era full of idealism? Very few, I'm afraid. In this era of hedonism and entertainment hype, many people are gradually fascinated by rough and deformed cultural works, keen on all kinds of nonsense hip-hop spoofs, and gradually deviate from their own cultural standards, so we lose simplicity, become flashy and insensitive.
The deceased is like this, the classics cannot be copied, and acting with life has become a thing of the past. /kloc-after 0/990, I miss Chen very much, and I miss that era full of idealism. Although Chen has gone away from us, I still believe that all good things will exist forever. They just condense like ice and will reopen like flowers one day.
Life is like a drama, drama is like life, and the drama of life should be serious. Alas, the dead are like this. The era of "red chamber" has passed, and acting with life has become the past, leaving only the confessions of actors:
Please don't believe my beauty.
Don't trust my love either.
Under the painted face
I have a player's heart.
therefore
Please don't.
Don't take my sadness seriously.
Don't let my performance break your heart.
Dear friend
this present life
I'm just an actor.
Always in other people's stories
Keep your own tears