I wanted to read this book because of the fifth grade primary school reading book "Daily Chanting" published by the Guangxi Normal University Press. This book is divided into different units and includes more than ten selected paragraphs from the book "Things on the Earth". The paragraphs are delicate and vivid to read, not clumsy, and so light, as if the text is between them. There are beating notes, which makes people think that this author must be an extraordinary person.
As soon as I got the book, the first thing I thought about was to get to know the author.
Wei An, formerly known as Ma Jianguo, is a poet, essayist, and a son of nature. He calls himself a person who "consciously reduces consumption as much as possible for the present and future of this planet."
The sentence in quotation marks makes me feel that the author is somewhat different from the image of the poet in my mind. In my obsession, poets may be emotionally delicate, may be neurotic, may be bohemian in thought, may go their own way without regard to other people's opinions, but they cannot be "wasteful as much as possible".
Wei An was admitted to the Philosophy Department of Renmin University of China in 1978, and was initially exposed to misty poetry. In 1986, he read "Walden" on the recommendation of Haizi. Influenced by this book, his writing shifted from poetry to prose.
My thoughts immediately flew to Walden Pond and entered that quiet and peaceful world. The thought of Thoreau's "Walden" is to advocate simple life and love the scenery of nature. "Walden" is rich in content, far-reaching in meaning, and vivid in language. It is like a wise old man narrating his life, with the aura of wisdom flashing between the lines and the silence of mountains and flowing water. The book records the author's strange journey of living in seclusion by Walden Pond, blending in with nature, perceiving nature and reshaping himself in pastoral life. This book can lead people into a quiet and elegant world.
Being influenced by Thoreau's "Walden", you will definitely have a wonderful and almost worshipful mentality towards nature, just like me. As simple as me, I just try to get as close to nature as I can, extract small fragments of time from my life, walk into nature, and feel nature. This is far from the author's in-depth thinking and practice.
The author said that his childhood and youth, like those of all rural children, were composed of poverty, joy, thoughtfulness, games, stories, adventures, fears, longings, family affairs, etc. This may be one of the reasons why he was so obsessed and devoted when he first came into contact with Thoreau.
Each word, each paragraph, is like a crystal drop of water, or like a string of pearls shining with a warm luster - the words in this book are not like other prose, maybe there is a meaning A central line is written around it, perhaps diverging about a certain event. Wei An, no, every paragraph of his words is the essence of his jumping thoughts, the catharsis of his feelings at the moment, his unabashed doting on ants, pigeons, sparrows, and partridges, and his love for mountain streams. His obsessive closeness to streams, dark clouds, and harvested fields is his unreserved and sincere love for Mother Earth as a child of nature.
His words contain his thoughts.
"After the autumn harvest, the fields are like a wedding room, which has been tidied up by farmers. Everything that is going to happen, everything that has come, will be accommodated. Beside human beings, the fallen leaves are solemn and solemn The earth bid farewell to their mother. Looking at their resolute look, I suddenly thought that the trees had raised them just to reproduce the image of the warriors on the earth at this time."
His words have his own meaning. eloquent.
"The path of the sun is curved. I have noticed it several times. Before and after the Beginning of Summer, the rising sun can shine on the back wall of the north room, and can also shine on the back wall of the north room. At other times, the north room Dragging a deepening shadow."
His words have his associations.
? "When it snows, I always think of the ripe and brown elm pods blown away from the treetops by the wind in summer. The falling snow brings a certain sense of harmony to human affairs. This sense of harmony comes from In the midst of chaos, the snow may be the fruits of a larger tree, blown off by a strong wind outside the world. They drift to all parts of the earth, and the purity they carry will soon turn into moving flowers in spring. ."
His words contain his reflections.
"At the beekeeper's camp, I once saw wasps (what we usually call wasps) and ants stealing honey from the honey bucket. This experience later led me to make an incompetent decision. To make up for the mistakes."
In my opinion, his most unique creation is his writing of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms. In 1998, Wei An took solar terms photos of the same scene at a fixed location in the fields east of the community where he lived, and began writing "The Twenty-Four Solar Terms of 1998". Unfortunately, he died of illness in 1995 at the age of 39, which also prevented him from completing the writing of the Twenty-Four Solar Terms, leaving readers with irreparable regrets.
?At the end of the book, Wei An wrote "the last few sentences", one of which said:
"A few years ago I had a premonition that I was not a suitable person to enter the second grade. It was a mistake for people in the 11th century to even live in the 20th century. I am not saying something false... I love agricultural civilization very much, but I have always had an inner sadness and resistance to the existence and process of industrial civilization. But there's no way I can't help but be caught up in it.
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Somehow, is this the destiny of this son of nature to die young?