However, no one in the world can refuse to grow up as successfully as Peter Pan. Under the red house built by a carpenter's axe in Gu Cheng, there is an inescapable torrent of fate. Extreme ego and excessive dependence made Gu Cheng's kingdom vulnerable and collapsed under the challenge of the torrent of fate.
A poet is not a human being, but a fairy god who strays into the mortal world. Whether Gu Cheng is called a genius poet, a fairy tale poet, a psychopath or a murderer, his dark eyes once lit up the world. People were impressed by his imagination, copied his poems and listened to the insects and birds singing in his heart. Later, he left, returned to the sky and became a star. He could spend tens of thousands of years observing the dance of ants. That's his home.
People on the ground are constantly shocked and talking about his love, his poems and his death.
(A) his love and death
No one knows what kind of gaze Gu Cheng and Xie Ye had on the 1979 Shanghai-Beijing train, and what kind of lightning Shi Huo flashed through their eyes, which made this wonderful encounter gradually become a lifelong companion.
Gu Cheng, who fell in love with Xie Ye at first sight, painted everyone around him, but didn't paint her, because he thought she was "too bright for my eyes to stop". One second before getting off the bus, Gu Cheng gave Xie Ye the address. What is rare is that Xie Ye is different from traditional women. She was attracted by Gu Cheng's talent and finally found him according to the address. Xie Ye hesitated when she was in love, but in the end she stole the household registration book from home. 1983, they got married, then moved to Rapids Island and began to live a primitive life.
The love letters they published are full of sweet feelings. Gu Cheng's first impression of Xie Ye is: "The eyes are big and beautiful, as deep as a dream fish, and the nose line and corners of the mouth have metallic luster." Xie Ye blamed himself. Before telling him his birthday, he shouted "I forgot". He anxiously asked Xie Ye if her family thought he was a bad guy. He said to her, "I have a secret and a magic weapon, and that is you." When I miss you, the world is helpless, and the three leaves are helpless! "He loves her, and no one can stop him.
Xie Ye know from cheng gu's feelings. She said to Gu Cheng, "You can fly, and my eyes reflect me and the world." Gu Cheng took her "out of the classroom window and landed in Artemisia." It turns out that there is a kind of childishness in her bones, so Gu Cheng, who doesn't want to grow up, will be attracted together as quickly as a magnet. She hopes that "we should not be so old and grow up without schoolbags." We can always run barefoot. " At that time, Gu Cheng was 23 years old and Xie Ye was 2 1 year old.
The deeper you love, the simpler you are and the more arrogant you are. Gu Cheng wants his lover to watch him all the time. Xie Ye is the pillar of his ideal palace and the bridge between him and the secular world. Once the pressure is too great, his city will be subverted.
On the isolated island, Gu Cheng found his Peach Blossom Garden. Gu Cheng, who basically has no self-care ability, relies heavily on Xie Ye, while Xie Ye's tolerance and open-mindedness are quite amazing. Needless to say, the care in life and the assistance in work have been welcomed by Xie Ye-it seems that the arrival of Yinger gave her a breathing space. Xie Ye doesn't care about Yinger's intervention, but he is deeply sorry that Aiko can't be with him. In modern society, living a primitive life is very luxurious and will cost a lot. She saw the cliff of reality, and Gu Cheng just hid behind her and buried herself in building her daughter country.
Yinger finally ran away with the white-haired old man. This is a blow to attend to city, but also a blow to Xie Ye. The two decided to write a novel together to tell the love story between the three of them. Gu Cheng said that as soon as a book is written, it will die.
A big fish (named after Xie Ye by the Germans) invaded his waters. He found it, but he couldn't repel it. Attend to city trying to let go of Xie Ye, anyone can imagine how difficult it is. Yinger is gone, and now Xie Ye is gone-but love is still there. I used to love like a stove/burning from midnight to dawn/now my fingers/can't touch the dry soil and ashes.
Gu Cheng began to learn to drive and memorize traffic rules, so that he could go out without Xie Ye. He wants to support the thick roof by himself. His last letter from home was full of love for Auricularia auricula (son of Gu Cheng and Xie Ye). Unfortunately, it is too late.
It seems that the reason for the quarrel is that the big fish should arrive early. Attend to city so love Xie Ye, but still beat her. He ran to his sister Gu Xiang, begged her to save Xie Ye, and then dedicated his life to the big tree in front of the door. In such a remote place, Xie Ye's life disappeared bit by bit in helicopters and cars. When he arrived at the hospital, it was too late to save him.
Yinger hasn't been published yet, and Gu Cheng is dead, and Xie Ye has gone with him. That year, Gu Cheng was 37 years old and Xie Ye was 35 years old. The love fairy tale of flying together is red in color.
Gu Cheng fell from the windowsill when he was a child and suffered a head injury. His mood is often intermittent. As long as Xie Ye signed, he could be sent to a mental hospital, but she didn't. Xie Ye knew that attend to city would die without her. With her here, Gu Cheng has the power of buffering. But that day, she couldn't get back to attend to the city, so that both of them were ruined.
Gu Cheng doesn't want to kill his wife, but he must die. In the conversation with the doctor, he said that he wanted to experience the feeling of death. He thought he slipped down a big slide and fell into a dark hole. If he sinks into the water, he can see the light. In his poems, he also talked about death many times, and he was not afraid of death. "Death is warm" "Although ugly, it can arouse admiration" "Life cannot measure the depth of death" "I know that eternal death is coming, and I am not sad/there is a sea under the pine forest, which looks like a pool/a little afternoon sunshine with me from a distance" ... Maybe that's him. He said that life has nothing to do with life. There is only feeling in life/only ism in life/when we get life/life flies away quietly. He is an artist who feels life, and life is a heavy burden, which prevents him from taking off. "I am bound by a hard life/on a rock/tortured by thirsty dreams." But for him, life is also a beach leading to the sea of dreams. If he can't live, he can only leave his life and flee to death.
Gu Cheng died and gave his life to his name. He loves and loves, that's enough. He will become his koala, sitting on a quiet branch. He knew, "all the grass and flowers/will gather at the moment when the lights are dim and gently kiss my sadness."
His talent and poetry
The language of poetry is from the heart. Gu Cheng is not a genius, but he has an extraordinary delicate, sensitive and clear mind. His talent is a natural expression of his life. Andersen, who is also a carpenter, is his mentor, and Rabe, who writes about insects, is his friend.
When I was a child, Gu Cheng found that I couldn't say anything on the radio in the newspaper, and I couldn't say how to say hello to my uncle and aunt. What really made him feel the language for the first time was a flock of birds, which landed beside him and made noise. Look at his eyes as if looking at a child who has been lost for many years. Gu Cheng was deeply shocked by them, suspecting that it was his own language, suspecting that he was enchanted and imprisoned into a human form, thus forgetting his mother tongue. Later, he wrote some poems about his life feelings and beliefs. He gained support.
Gu Cheng loves and praises the world, and the world depicted in his poetic heart is dust-free. He believes that everything in nature is life, mountains and rivers, vegetation, sun, moon and stars. They are playing and chasing, laughing and breathing. The secular world is nothing, grandiose, dull and boring, only human feelings are worthy of praise. Reading Gu Cheng's poems is to enter a fairy tale kingdom where people can't see brilliance and bright colors in reality. Not all images are beautiful, but every sentence is a life experience. Even fantasy can be the baptism of the soul.
You will never guess what the next sentence in Gu Cheng's language is, and you will never have the same personification and metaphor as him. Even if you love that natural life, you can't describe it as vividly as Gu Cheng. He is the son of dusk. He believes that earthworms have written many poems in the dark. He sees the smile of snow, and his land is curved. He looks at "ants are carrying sand/will never worry about love". He avoids the strange tree that has become a cicada. "As soon as he turns around, he meets the drunken sun/he has short hair/his skin shines like a tomato". He wants to weave a boat. "Until the sun's neck ached/the sun was blocked by the wide leaves one by one" "Her blood was as pure as ruby" "The sound of germination passed through the paper dust" "I, it is said, am old/have forgotten how to jump/smile like a broken straw/and you, how to put it/have eyes like a drop of golden honey/are healthy enough to rule the world/want to shine the sun and bread in the morning" ...
Gu Cheng's imagination is always unexpected. /kloc-when he was 0/2 years old, he stared at the night sky: "The branch wanted to tear the sky/only poked a few tiny holes/it revealed the light from the sky/people called it the moon and stars." Everyone has looked up at the starry sky, but who has such a strange imagination? 15 years old wrote Fantasia for Life, which reached the peak of poetry creation. "There is no purpose/rippling in the blue sky/letting the waterfall of sunshine/blackening my skin", "The sun is my tracker/it pulls me/walks the twelve-hour journey step by step with a strong rope", "Weaving golden wheat straw/weaving my cradle/taking my life away. At the age of 23, he wrote the well-known Generation: "The night gave me black eyes/but I found light with them". I don't know how many people enthusiastically shouted out these two poems with clear voices, but I don't know that this is just a small point in Gu Cheng's works.
Gu Cheng's poems are full of various colors, bright or dark, happy or sad. He described "walking through two children/a bright red/a light green", with strong visual contrast. Bright red and light green are more beautiful than before. "Yesterday/like a black snake/a plate in the corner" and "Dai Xiao's sailboat/slowly passed by/unfolded the dark yellow shroud", these horrible images successfully made people feel the gloomy chill with the help of colors.
When we applaud Gu Cheng's imagination and language description, we often feel confused-we can't understand it. In particular, this group of poems Mercury is not only the content, but also the poetic form. For example:
Gu Cheng's own explanation is that he felt the spirituality of every word, so he no longer forced them to combine, but let them combine themselves. "When I am touched, words will appear in their arrangement like millions of mercury, and this arrangement is like my electrocardiogram." Gu Cheng thinks that poetry is a kind of natural growth, and he only expresses himself in the action of language, so he has this group of poems. We all grew up from nature, but modern people don't know how many poems like this can be understood-there are also mountains that are difficult to climb in the fairy tale kingdom, which is also natural, and mountains will not prevent us from enjoying the world.
God has only kept the road to heaven in a few people's hearts, and Gu Cheng must be one of them. On the one hand, he fictionalized the fairy tale of the soul with words, on the other hand, he tried to find the concrete image of the fairy tale in the real world, which was his tireless career all his life. Living in seclusion in Rapids Island is his last effort, and the life of "Island Master" is his last pleasure. His heart is so fragile, but it can hold thousands of worlds. He can't play any secular role, but he is an excellent poet. I don't know if he saw the light he sought all his life when he sank to the bottom of the black hole of death.
Gu Cheng's poems are left to future generations as a unique life experience to feel his grassy breath. Like an old tree, it stretches its branches for us to climb. Its vitality will be like Gu Cheng's praise to the world, "lava thrown into thoughts", as brilliant as dawn. As for Gu Cheng, no matter how tragic and regrettable he is, no matter how criticized or praised by outsiders, he will never touch his soul again. As the poem says, "the chopped moon/hidden in the fog by God/it's all over".
Note: Gu Cheng's poems quoted in this article are all taken from Selected Works of Gu Cheng, Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House, 2009. All the pictures are from the Internet.