-Thoughts on reading Chi Zijian's prose
Xu Shuwen
Chi Zijian said in the preface: "In the process of spreading a little in spring, the wings are full day by day. When it can fly high, how can the thawed earth not be the spring sky? "
? Just like this bitter spring, after tenacious struggle, the author finally ushered in the moment when the snow melted and got his own sky.
? The author was born in Mohe, an Arctic village in China, where it freezes for three feet all the year round. It is said that when he was in beginning of spring, it was still the extreme weather of minus 30 degrees. The author's husband died young, which was undoubtedly a heavy blow to her, but she took root in the earth and pursued the moment of breaking the ice and welcoming the sun.
? Sitting optimistic, strong, simple and naive, all I yearn for is that she tells me in her ordinary and deep, simple and sincere language: to be a spring sky!
? There are two articles in this book that have aroused my deepest feelings: a movie for two people and a Lantern Festival.
? The film of two people tells that "Mom" has high blood pressure, and the author took her to Harbin. In order to enrich her life in Harbin, the author took her to shopping malls, restaurants, botanical gardens and theaters. But "mom" always feels dissatisfied. On one occasion, they went to see a movie, The Wedding of tuya, which was directed by Wang Quanan. Although the film won an award at the Berlin International Film Festival, only two people went to see it.
? I still remember what my mother said after watching the movie: "I see, those books you wrote are just like the movies we watched, and not many people read them." Those fancy books, like Liu Laogen's big stage, are read by many people. "
? Although the words of "mother" are so straightforward and naive, the author feels lucky. "Because of my mother, the movies in my life will never be lonely!" Yes, even if the whole world is against you, there will be one person on your side, and that is mom.
? I still remember one time, it was raining cats and dogs outside and the wind roared like a runaway beast. I am like a bird with wet wings, curled up in the corner. Just when I hesitated to walk home, a running figure appeared in the distance, and that was my mother. She rode a battery car, because she was too busy to go out, she only took an umbrella. But my mother gave me an umbrella. I asked her why, and she said, "My duty is not to let you get wet." When I got home, she was soaked to the skin, but I was safe and sound. At that time, I realized that the greatness and selflessness of maternal love are definitely not imagined.
? The article "Lantern Festival" is that when the writer's father was alive, he would make a simple but exquisite lamp for her with a tin bottle. On New Year's Eve, she will "take a box of matches, hold a lamp, blow out the lamp in every home, listen to people praise the lamp a few times to see how good it is, then strike a match and ignite it to another home with satisfaction." However, my father died before he reached old age. That night, the lights outside the courtyard were dim, but the courtyard was dark. Since then, the author has never received the blessing of light. " As the article said: "I didn't expect to meet all kinds of light, but I couldn't meet the light my father gave me when I was a child." However, the author must have a lamp in his heart, always guarding his father. That lamp is called "Love".
? Chi Zijian's words remind me of Ding Limei. Their writing is very similar. Maybe they are both female writers. Their words are humorous but contain truth, but sometimes they are like a sword, hitting the deepest part of readers' hearts. However, their writing style is completely different, and they may have different experiences and origins, which also forms their unique style. Who taught that there are no two identical leaves in the world?
? But in any case, I always believe that if I persist, I will definitely find my own sky.