In the chapter "Writing", I basically spent more than half of the time writing poetry.

The reason for this is because the first book I read after I remember it was poetry.

This can be seen as the beginning of my literary journey.

So I have a lot of habits, all related to poetry.

For example, when I use Hanyu Pinyin to mark words I don't know in the computer, because I can't type a few sounds, I am used to using flat pronunciation to mark.

The above is the poetry in the rhythm of the pronunciation of Pingxuan, read three tones such as appreciation (read such as a certain word is learned with Yi Zhongtian teacher, before this marked do not know the word is directly written on the reading of a certain word, plus such as more appropriate everything), corresponding to the current Chinese pinyin is Yin Ping is a sound, Yang Ping is two tones, Shang Sheng is three tones, and the sound is four tones. There's also an invoice, which is basically not used now.

Speaking of the beginning of the literary journey, I wrote on February 5, 2017 in the article "This Year's Reading Journey Begins with a Collection of Poems", which provides the answer by interpreting the beginning.

Our nation seems to have had an unusual enthusiasm for the beginning of religion. Whatever we do, we want to get off to a good start. Although we also understand that in most cases, a good start does not mean success!

But it still can't stop people's enthusiasm.

We have to choose an auspicious time for opening, a good day for marriage, of course an auspicious day for leading the troops, and a day to worship three animals for filming, and even to worship the Buddha, it seems that if it is not enough, it is not enough to show sincerity.

What's more, in the pursuit of a good starting point, many people are obsessed with using the "chicken soup for the soul" of "don't let children lose at the starting line of life" to destroy their children, and at the same time destroy themselves. But they don't understand that needless to say, the ancient emperors who "were ordered by the heavens and lived forever", and even the starting point of the second generation of red, the second generation of officials, the second generation of rich, and the second generation of X, which is envied by today's people, is still something that ordinary people still need to look up to for their lifelong efforts. Of course, if you look back, our starting point is also the end point that many people can't reach in their lifetime!

What is even more excessive is that not only do good things have a good beginning, but even to investigate the fault, we must find out the initiator to prove that our essence is originally good, and it is just a mistake to fall into the abalone.

This shows the importance we place on the beginning.

It is inevitable to talk about a starting point ~ the starting point of my poetry.

The first book I really remember was when I was less than 2 years old (because my parents said that I could read almost all the names of shops on the street at a little over a year old, which led me to read on my own since I was a child), and that book was poetry, but not "Three Hundred Tang Poems" as most of us are familiar with, but "One Hundred Song Poems". As a result, the first poems I read were not the "goose, goose, goose" or "moonlight in front of the bed", and the first two poems that I still remember vividly today should be said to be more than 99% of the people who have never heard of them (of course, I never understood what they meant at the time), and I remember them as follows:

Shetian tunes two songs

Wang Yuyan

Everyone worked together to cut their faces

Listen to Tian singer Mo Xian

Each one wishes to plant a thousand so

The beans and grass are full of green hills

The north mountain is planted with the south mountain

There is no bias in helping each other to cultivate

May all men be like me

It should also be less barren land in the four seas

It was with these words that I started my journey of early childhood enlightenment! It was also with this poem that I started my poetic journey! Of course, it was with this book that I started my literary journey!

I couldn't help but talk about some digressions.

At this point, I thought of Mr. Geng Chunhui, the deputy director of our department. At that time, his child was still young, and when he gave us a lecture, he said that the child memorized Tang poems, and he didn't know what it meant to memorize, so he should recite "the little white rabbit is white and white with two ears up."

At that time, I remembered this Shetian tune that I had memorized.

I must have strongly agreed with him at that moment.

A long time later, I read another article that said that children should memorize more when they have a good memory, and they may not know what it means to memorize at that time. But at a certain moment and a certain scene when they grow up, they will suddenly have verses such as "Falling flowers are independent, and micro swifts fly together" in their minds, instead of saying "I am the same" like Zhang Fei in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"!

Both points of view seem to make sense, and both have made me agree at different points in time. But as I get older, I still prefer the latter, and I must let my children memorize more beautiful ancient poems from an early age.

But to draw the key points, beautiful ancient poems should also try to take care of the children's feelings, don't start with "cut the face", I still don't understand why they let me get started with such a difficult thing. I've always felt that it's narcissistic enough for me to be the reincarnation of a "poet immortal", do they think I'm a Wenqu star?

There can only be one explanation, otherwise it doesn't make sense at all.

The first book I read, with the title page written "Purchased from Helen in 1960," is still in my bookcase, with the number 00702 printed in lead letters.

Many celebrities have been asked similar questions, "which book do you think is the best book", "which one has the best goal", "which picture is the best", etc., and the answer is basically the same, always "next book", "next ball", "next picture", etc. Similar episodes are played out almost every day.

If someone asks me which one of my poems is good over the years, I think that standard answer is a bit out of my heart. But if I really want to say which poem is good, it seems a little immodest, I can only say that there is one poem that I have poured the most effort into.

That is "Twin Cities", which was completed in February this year (2022).

We are no strangers to the word "Twin Cities".

From the old man's chatter about juvenile madness to ten years of life and death, many classics have long been familiar.

The reason why I write this is because of a notice:

In order to welcome the 5th HLJ Provincial Tourism Development Conference in 2022, it was held in Daqing, the city of 100 lakes...... Jointly sponsored by the DQ Poetry Couplet Society, the DQ National Reading Promotion Association, the Daqing Petrochemical Writers Association, and the DQ High-tech Zone Writers Association, and the DQ City Encounter Lake Reading Club, the poetry rhyme Baihu series of cultural and artistic activities were collected for the whole society to recite 200 poems, words, couplets, and fu of Daqing Lake...... At that time, a grand opening ceremony of the exhibition will be held on the shore of Encounter Lake, and the authors will be invited to attend, and a series of activities such as certificates, portfolios, and poetry recitals will be awarded to the authors. After the exhibition, the works will be collected by the Daqing Literature Museum under construction as local documents, and collection certificates will be issued to the selected authors.

Taken very seriously.

Daqing is known as the city of a hundred lakes.

I used to think it was just a publicity stunt.

It wasn't until one day that I was traveling on a plane, and as the plane slowly lifted into the air, I looked at the large blue below, and I was deeply moved. Some scenery cannot be seen without standing at a certain angle, just as some things cannot be seen from the perspective of the person concerned, and the reason will not be known......

Because of my deep feelings, I took out my mobile phone on the plane and wrote some in my notepad! Because the time was too short, I didn't write much, and when I got off the plane, I was in a bad mood, and when I wanted to write again, I lost the mood at that time.

I have many of these sparks of thought, and they are gone.

It's a shame.

Lu Yao expressed the same regret at the end of his essay "Morning Begins at Noon": "In particular, some fleeting sparks of thought and many nameless streams of affection cannot be preserved—and those things can be truly glorious." ”

I once told a friend that I only write for my own pleasure.

In the "Candlelight Collection" published by my father, he once selected some of my poems and marked the place of publication, which saved me a lot of trouble.

This is my design for the book "Candlelight Collection".

It shows where my poems have been published.

I have seven poems included in "Daqing Towards Modernization. Pages 39-40 of the Poetry Volume.

Seven Rules: Four Seasons Group of Poems

spring

If you want to break the dead branches, you can't be free, and the velvet and cotton hats are collected in the cabinet.

It is a pity that there are no birds singing in spring, and the idle companion is slightly cold and snowy.

I didn't see the rain fall tonight, and I knew the green branches tomorrow night.

returned to laugh and complain that the words were short, and finally made the poetry flowing.

summer

The scorching sun began to hide today, laughing and singing in the green shade.

The drizzle moistens the flowers and flowers are more colorful, and the breeze blows the willows and willows to become newer.

The branches are oblique but the dragonflies are standing, and the leaves are dense enough to hear the birds and birds.

The river water is a cup of people who have been drunk, who in the dream with the harp.

autumn

The autumn frost is yellow overnight, and the path is thrown into the small pond.

Last night's microwave sent the swallow, and now the clear water is leaving home.

I don't know the cold and fast wind, but I see the cold and drizzle.

Don't ask the wanderer in the mountains, but the morning dew is wet.

winter

The withered vines entangled the trees to block the spring return, and the empty swallows on the beam did not return.

The angry snow curtain peeps into the silence, and the cold wind pine asks the green is still faint.

Move the Big Dipper Lone Star cold, and see Tianqin Xiaoyue sad in vain.

Borrowing the road to walk like a stranger, knocking on the window and dreaming six out of (1) fat.

(1) Six out of the snowflakes

A cut plum car tour

The smiling double car is proud of the wind, the trees are also affectionate, and the people are also affectionate.

Rejoice, don't ask who listens, sings when you go, and sings when you stop.

I had no choice but to travel a long way, my waist was sore, and my legs were sore.

It's a pity that the sunset has turned red, the car has returned, and the people have returned.

Farewell to the heartfelt feelings

Fang Wenjun wanted to take a boat, and he was sad and dark. Where do you meet him, and sigh at the chasm.

Morning snow resentment, Xiaofeng is worried, who will collect it? After saying goodbye today, I look forward to returning to the sail and don't forget the late autumn.

Ruan Langgui said goodbye

The inscription is not to give away the words of Sanqiu, and the Qingyin Zhi is not paid. Xiaofeng wants green branches, and the birds are not left.

Treading the waves, swinging the boat, and laughing at each other. Three years of bitterness and happiness are instantaneous, and the love is full of songs.

These seven poems, plus two others, are included in the 2001 volume of Daqing Poems, pages 23-24.

Where is the old man?

There is no birdsong in the shade of the green trees, and it is a pity that people go away and do not return.

Tonight's trail is light in dreams, and last night, I remembered the joy of magpies.

After three shifts of thoughts, the spring cold and snow fell, and the loneliness increased.

The sound of the flute is soft, and from now on, there is nowhere to complain about the heartfelt feelings.

Qingpingle Wind God

The wind is full again, trying to shake the tall buildings.

The poet has a spirit and sighs again, and several mansions appear today.

Looking at the fertile field and white, I am talking about my feelings today.

Laugh and send the wind god away, and welcome him to come back one day

In addition, on page 57 of "HLJ's Three Contemporary Couplet Works", several of my couplets are included.

For example, the inlay couplet written for classmate Huang Shu (pen name Taoyuan):

Yellow leaves return to their roots and often protect the tree

Peach blossoms chase water and think more about the source

On page 5 of the 2013 issue of "Iron Man Couplet", I also won the Excellence Award in the Daqing Oilfield "Red Couplet Welcoming Spring" Spring Festival Couplet Activity:

Send the silver snake, the purple swallow is in spring, and the thousands of boats and hundreds of lakes are showing

Welcome the horses, the red plum breaks the snow, and the eight directions come on in all seasons

There are also a few poems that have been published in some newspapers, which are too scattered and not carefully organized.

The reason I rarely submit is because I do feel like what I'm writing isn't good enough.

Almost all of the poems listed above are from my little book of poetry, and they are all written when I was a beginner, not only is the content not worth mentioning, but there are even some mistakes in the rhythm that I have explored.

The reason why it is recorded is because after all, this is also the bread on the road to growth, and only by eating these cakes first, can the last half of the bread be full.

This time is different, as a lover of poetry, it is a high honor to write something to be selected for the city's literature museum (albeit in the pipeline).

Meticulously crafted.

Find the powerful correction of the poetry world.

Fourth, change its draft.

Finalist.

The transcript is as follows:

Jiangchengzi Winter Xinhua Lake

Tian Lianyu

Xinhua Lake water level level,

The air is steaming, and the scenery is hazy.

The hot and cold cycle has made the name of Wusong.

Standing on the shore where the wind moves,

Slightly snowfalling, accompanied by people.

Tieting electric tower curved bridge crossing,

The wooden boat is light, and the oars are condensed.

Ecological leisure, winter fishing to see the fish surprise.

The sunset in the reeds shines at night,

The lights are on, and the homes are bright.

February 21, 2022

It took a long time to record my journey of writing poetry.

It's not just that the first book I read is poetry, but that poetry itself contains love.

Poetic.

Poetry comes first.

When it comes to poetry, different people have different understandings.

After all, is it "seen horizontally as a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near"!

Poetry can be love, "the body has no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart has a little understanding";

The poem can be warm, "the makeup asks the husband in a low voice, and the thrush is deep and shallow";

The poem can be romantic, "if the two love is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight";

The poem can be a landscape, "the river and the sky are free of fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky";

The poem can be feelings, "Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng";

The poem can be calm, "the spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine";

The poem can send affection, "raise a glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow becomes a trio";

The poem can be included in the painting, "the shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon";

The poem can be said, "Pretty does not compete for spring, only reports the spring, and when the mountains are full of flowers, she laughs in the bushes"......

Poems can be very popular, and the "ordinary scenery spoken words" praised by others are written with the "ordinary scenery and oral words" praised by others;

Poems can also be very kind, "Jia's peep curtain Han Peng is less, and Concubine Mi stays on the pillow Wei Wangcai"!

There is no uniform law, depending on what you like!

It's okay to read more poetry.

Sitting in front of the book city that all readers dream of, quietly selecting a favorite poetry book from the shelf, half-lying on the rocking chair in front of the window, and letting the warm noon sun shine on my body, it can indeed be regarded as a kind of happiness, and I can even add a "huge" adjective in front of happiness to decorate.

As Xi Murong said: "In the most subtle place of the soul, life awakens because of poetry." ”