Next to them are Yu Hua and Yu Yu's books, including "The World that Makes the Ghosts Cry" and "We Love and Forget".
This is a collection of poems by Yu Xiuhua, a famous poet and fellow villager of Zhong Xiang.
I have heard the name of my hometown for a long time, and finally I can't help reading it.
Looking at it, I suddenly feel that I owe her an apology! Although she doesn't know me, she doesn't know that this unknown ordinary fellow villager once sneered at her. She doesn't need such a trivial apology.
But I still want to apologize for my shallowness.
This rickety fellow villager lost her desire to read her works when she heard that her famous work was Sleeping Half of China. I just think the title is grandstanding and the content must be ugly.
Just like Mo Yan's "big breasts and big hips". When Mo Yan won the Nobel Prize, my nephew asked me: What are his famous works? I told my nephew that there were sandalwood punishment, fatigue of life and death, chest and buttocks, and so on.
The nephew was surprised: Is there such a title as "big breasts and fat buttocks"? Is it grandstanding! Actually, I think so. I have seen a lot of Mo Yan's works, but "Big Breasts and Fat Buttocks" is still far away.
Her famous work, the title of that poem, would have been read by fellow villagers if it hadn't been so explicit as "I want to sleep with you all over half of China".
But after all, she is from her hometown and can't help but pay attention to the news about her. People have different opinions about her, and there are many controversies.
What kind of person is this?
After reading her poems and following her Weibo and WeChat official accounts, I feel that this woman is not simple. The lyrics of the theme song Princess Pearl can best describe her:
The last two sentences are inappropriate. She is really free and easy, not like a liar.
She is not only not hypocritical, but also strong, insisting on herself and not being influenced by the world. Internet gossip won't hurt her hair. She quarreled with Zheng Zhengxi and went to court fearlessly. Tearing, swearing and domineering with netizens. Speaking on stage, the stumbling pace can't cover up the calm and confident atmosphere; Sharp ideas emerged from her uncoordinated body, stiff on the tip of her tongue, vaguely spit them out, but her thinking was clear and she hit the floor.
When I was a child, I went to pull weeds in the fields. Barnyard grass stems are tough, rooted firmly and have strong vitality, which is the most difficult to pull out.
Yu Xiuhua is such a barnyard grass, growing alone in the vast wheat field, daydreaming freely and living into a distinctive bright green.
She is really like barnyard grass, a thinking barnyard grass. Wheat seedlings are growing hard, bearing heavy ears of wheat, and barnyard grass is also growing hard. She does not bear ears of wheat, but bears poems and essays. Literary talent flows from between the lines and merges into a beautiful and moving melody.
The barnyard grass on this ridge grows freely and stumbles, leaving a line of crooked poems, with fragrant self, Hengdian Village and China's poems. Poetry won the prize, poetry collections were sold, documentaries were filmed and readers were on the stage. This barnyard grass has reached its own spring.
This woman is not human, and the fairy has been down for nine days.
This impatient little fairy, maybe she came down too soon, had an accident and was reincarnated into the barnyard grass in Hengdian village by mistake. She was physically injured and disabled. Fortunately, her head didn't touch the ground, and she became a smart and maverick barnyard grass.
In reality, she is unrestrained, vulgar, provocative and reckless when killing people. No one can associate the poet's sacred title with this vulgar village woman. There are many criticisms, and she doesn't care. Everyone spits and goes his own way. No one can control or defeat me. The disabled body is wrapped with a tough and powerful soul like a beef tendon. This is what most sensitive and fragile poets lack.
But in her works, she seems to be a different person, fluent and talented, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough and bold, not whitewashing, not artificial, grounded, rough when emitting the smell of earth, elegant when full of poetry. Some people say that her poems are all about her own life and feelings, with low thoughts, indifference to current events and no artistic height. But at the very least, she is real and more easily accepted by ordinary people.
Write poems in the clouds and live in the mud.
Sorry, Yu Xiuhua, I dare not look at you with colored glasses anymore. In this era when everyone wears masks, you are a clean stream. Although you are a little rough, you are definitely more admirable than those hypocritical people.