Generally speaking, after a bloody carnival, what is left is often only chicken feathers and loneliness.

When the music stops, the crowd subsides, and all that's left is silence.

Different from other carnivals, when the tired crowd left this abandoned factory that had brought them great excitement and hustle and bustle, everyone's hearts did not have the loneliness after the carnival, but the yearning for the future and the nostalgia for the light.

This is an immortal movement that will be remembered in the depths of the soul forever!

Here, we saw the germination of Chinese rock music, "It's Not I Don't Understand" and "Difficult Walk" of Seven Plywood, which let everyone hear the sound of Chinese rock music for the first time!

Here, everyone saw the guitar solo of Wang Xinbo, Paul, Sifeli, and Govyn, so that everyone knows how an excellent guitarist can go!

Here, everyone knows what kind of enjoyment a real rock musician can bring to the audience!

Here, everyone knows that the passion and glory of rock music are more engaged than those soft pop love songs in Hong Kong and Taiwan!

It was also here that everyone discovered for the first time that Govin was not only a writer, but also a charismatic musician!

It was also here that everyone enjoyed the carnival and venting that is unique to the rock music scene for the first time!

It was also here that everyone suddenly realized for the first time that the future of Chinese rock music should move in that direction!

When the performance ended, everyone was reluctant to leave.

It's just that the time has passed noon, and many people's stomachs are empty, and they eventually leave in groups.

Waiting for the musicians present to pack up all the instruments on the stage, and waiting for Wang Xinbo's car to pull these instruments away, in addition to the musicians, only Ge Wen, He Yong, and Zhang Ju were left.

Originally, Gewen asked He Yong and Zhang Ju, the two little children, to go home first, but these two children were more worried that they would no longer be able to contact Gewen if they were separated. Therefore, the two of them had to wait for Govin anyway, and they had to know where he lived, even if Govin told them all his home phone number.

"Who knows if you're lying to us!" He Yong's mouth muttered.

The rare Zhang Ju also echoed He Yong's opinion for the first time, these two people seemed to be holding back their strength, looking at each other unpleasantly, and they had always choked each other.

In the end, Govyn didn't bother to bother with these two little kids.

Let them mess around, anyway, these two don't look like good students, Zhang Ju is better, but his heart is wilted, He Yong is more open-mouthed, arrogant, no one is convinced, and only here is Govyn who is more well-behaved.

At the end of the performance, Wang Xinbo invited guests, and the musicians ate in a small restaurant on the side of the road, drank happily, and talked freely.

By the time the meal was over, the crowd dispersed, and it was already half past three in the afternoon.

Ge Wen led He Yong and Zhang Ju to his house.

Back in the courtyard, He Yong and Zhang Ju were a little dumbfounded.

This house even Zhang Ju, a little kid from the military compound, has to sigh with emotion, it's too big!

Compared with the ordinary people who live in a courtyard house with three or four families, the two-entry courtyard in front of him is actually only lived by Gowen, which can really be called a mansion.

He Yong and Zhang Ju held one of Gowen's hands, their eyes were full of admiration, He Yong also exaggerated and asked Gewen to provide him with a room as a teaching venue, and he decided to follow Gewen in the future.

Govin looked at the two teasers in front of him, pretending to think seriously, until he saw that both of them were looking at his verdict a little nervously, and then said with a smile: "No problem." ”

In addition to the fact that his house is indeed surplus, Ge Wen actually wants He Yong and Zhang Ju to cultivate their sentiments here. After all, there are all kinds of people in their own cultural salons, involving various artistic fields, so there are only benefits and no disadvantages for two children whose outlook on life and world view is not yet mature.

Ge Wen knew that these two people had some bad habits, and a large part of the reason why Zhang Ju died so early was because he was a drug addict; And He Yong was able to burn down his house with one fire, which is also a miracle.

Sometimes, people still have to have a sense of awe, know their own weight, understand the rules, and know how to be grateful.

The two children stayed up until the sun was about to set, and then they left Govyn's courtyard.

Because he had an activity today, after he left in the morning, Gu Cheng, Beidao and a group of people also packed up their houses and left, and Zha Haisheng, who left last, also locked the door with his hand.

At this moment, there was no one in the courtyard, and when night fell, it was very quiet, only the north wind was howling.

Govin filled the stove in his study with some coals and sat down at his desk.

On the desk was the letter he had taken out of the mailbox at the door when he returned.

The vast majority of the letters are still from readers who have been forwarded by several magazines and newspapers.

One of the letters made Govin sit up straight.

It's a letter from Ba Lao!

This is the first letter that Ba Lao wrote to himself after he came to Beijing, and usually Ge Wen calls Ba Lao every once in a while.

On the phone, Ba Lao didn't say anything about writing a letter to himself!

Govin thought with some confusion.

Thinking like this, he tore open the envelope and took out the stationery inside, which was the letterhead of Harvest magazine, divided into two parts, and Govin picked up the one on it and looked at it seriously.

Gowen:

Boy, I heard from my old sister that you have a very comfortable life in Beijing, showing off everywhere......

The "Rise of a Great Power" by the Central People's Radio can also be heard every day in Shanghai. But don't be complacent, and don't stop creating.

People don't live to eat dry food for nothing, we live to add a little luster to the society we live in. This is something that each of us can do, because each of us has more love, more compassion, more energy, more time, much more than is needed to sustain our own survival.

Only when we spend them for others will our lives blossom. A person who is dedicated to himself and for himself all his life will get nothing.

Do you remember when you always asked me what is the highest level of writing?

In my opinion, the highest level of writing is by no means a perfect technique, but the "warrior Danko" in Gorky's "Tales of the Steppe" - "he grabs his chest with his hands and takes out his heart and holds it high above his head"......

Now there is often a voice in my ear - I am coming to the end of my life, I do not want to die empty-handed, I want to write, I will never stop my pen, let it light a fire and burn myself fiercely, when I am burned to ashes, my love, my hatred will not disappear in the world!

In the past, you have always said that I don't accept old age and are too naughty. That's right, I really should be old, but lately I feel that I have become more incapacitated, and I have a hard time writing, and my body is constantly declining, and it will be difficult to publish my work in the future.

I don't have that much energy, but you are different, you are young and strong, energetic, open-minded, I hope you can create more, don't lie on the credit book of the past, eat and wait for death. I'll be cheering you on behind you.

I hope that you can create more and better works, work hard for the development of Chinese literature, and write excellent works worthy of the times and the people.

In this way, it is worthy of the jokes of Xiao Gao and Xiao Li who jokingly called the closed disciples.

In addition, I attach an essay on the launching ceremony of today's Chinese scientific expedition to Antarctica, which you can read and help me forward to the editorial office of Beijing Youth Daily.

Ba jin

November 20, 84

Ba Lao's letter was written on two pages of letterhead!

Looking at the letter, Govin couldn't help but think of the days when he accompanied Ba Lao in Shanghai.

In my mind, I even remembered the scene of Ba Lao's earnest teaching to himself.

Govin couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart.

I've been in Beijing for so long, except for the recent urgency of life and having to write some small articles, for nearly three months, I have no idea of continuing to write, and I just care about wandering around all day and making all kinds of friends everywhere.

This letter should have been written by Ba Lao after hearing some rumors about himself, and then feeling a little uneasy about himself.

When Govin was taking care of Ba Lao, he knew that the old man could not write at his desk for a long time. Ba Lao's eyes are not very good, and his mental strength is even more haggard because of the creation of "Caprice", so he must have spent a lot of energy writing this letter, and maybe he was also nicknamed by Sister Xiaolin.

When he was taking care of Ba Lao in Shanghai, Govin knew that Ba Lao had always cared for the young people in the literary world, and many young writers had been helped and taught by him, and he took advantage of his identity to take care of Ba Lao, and he was even more regarded by the old man as his own and paid special attention.

No, worried that he was going astray, the old man actually wrote a letter to exhort himself, and also warned himself with his own experience!

Ba Lao said that even if he reached the end of his life, he would never stop writing, and he would continue to write until he died.

This is the kind of spirit that ordinary writers, including themselves, cannot do.

In his previous life, Govin wondered why it was difficult for Chinese literature to rise and lead the world after the death of the older generation of writers.

At this moment, Govin finally knew the reason!

Many writers of later generations have neither Chinese nor Western education nor their own beliefs, and with only a little wisdom and understanding or even sleek sophistication, they can mix in the literary world, and it is naturally difficult to become a great tool. What they inherited, obsessed with, and exploited was that writing had the function of a stepping stone in China, and they even fell in love with the extremely decadent and depraved side of the literary world. If a writer can have true knowledge, true faith, true morality, and true taste like Ba Lao, even if he only possesses one of them, he will be successful.

Call......

Putting down the letter in his hand, Govin let out a long breath.

These days, I've really gone a little too far!

After all, a writer has to speak with his own works!

What's more, if you want to realize your ideals and aspirations, how many people can you influence just by making friends and preaching?

Even if it is not for himself, even if it is not to disappoint Ba Lao, he should continue his writing career and create some works that will comfort the old man!

Govin secretly made a decision in his mind.

From tomorrow, from the old business.

It is still necessary to use literary works to reshape this era. (To be continued.) )