Books are called "longevity fruits" of human civilization. This metaphor, I feel particularly cordial.
Just like a bee and butterfly flying among flowers, just like a spring flowing in a valley, I can't help feeling happy every time I recall my childhood. In the memory, the reading life of youth is like a colorful picture scroll, and it is also like a cheerful movement.
The first thing I saw was a small picture of a child named Cigarette Man. It is a kind of cardboard slightly larger than a matchbox, with pictures printed on the front and words printed on the back. It is a gift in each box of cigarettes. When adults let their children buy cigarettes, this wonderful job will often be taken away by boys, and we girls will only fall into envy. After collecting a lot, we started a competition, scraping the "cigarette man" by hand to see who scraped far. At this time, I cheered so hard that I could finally enjoy the big pile of pictures in the hands of the winners. These small pictures with the stories of Water Margin and Three Kingdoms are the first comic books I have ever seen.
I read it with relish at first, but I felt dissatisfied after a long time.
Later, I saw some real comic books. A primary school teacher who loves art, he has several sets of comic books, and I am fascinated: "Seven Colors Flowers" aroused my imagination, and "Revenge of Blood and Tears" made me cry like beads. Later, my brother's friend gave me some small books: The Biography of Liu Hulan, The Story of Zoya and Shula, The Road to Gu Liya ... As long as I have a book in my hand, I forget to sleep and eat.
Gradually, comic books can no longer satisfy me. I found an "oasis"-there are hundreds of books in the cultural station in the town! I run there as soon as I put down my schoolbag every day. In a few months, I have borrowed almost all the literary books in this small library. I read very fast, gulped down dates, and smelled of "no answers". What attracted me first was the story, not the fate of all kinds of characters. Their joys and sorrows often worry me.
Shakespeare said, "Books are the nourishment of the whole world." As a teenager who is as hungry for reading as I am, its role is self-evident. Enthusiastic reading rewarded me. Since the third grade of primary school, my composition has always been the first in my class. Reading also greatly expanded my imagination. At home, facing a stone wall with complex patterns, I will stay for half a day and conceive various myths and legends; When I meet a disabled person on the road, I will feel dejected and weave his tragic life story.
I remember once, the title of my composition was "Autumn is Coming". After the teacher read a model essay, when most students started to write "Autumn has come, and the leaves are yellow and floating to the ground one by one", I suddenly had an uneasy idea: how boring it is for everyone to write like this! I want to see autumn with my own eyes and write autumn with my own feelings.
I compare autumn to a fairy in a golden dress. Her light sleeves brushed away the heat of the sun and sprinkled light and freshness on the earth. She blocked the cold with wide clothes, but lifted heavy fruits and gave them to the world. You all love autumn. Her sky is crisp, her clouds are bright and sunny, and her fragrance is everywhere. Autumn makes farmers smile brilliantly.
As a result, I got an "A" in my composition. The teacher circled the text and punctuated it as a model essay to read in class.
This little glory made me realize a little truth: first of all, the composition should be clever and the writing should be a little unique. These insights are naturally the gift of extracurricular reading materials.
Later, I was not satisfied with just reading ordinary story books. The rich books in the school library attract me like magnets. Those novels, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, fascinated me. I spend all my spare time borrowing books. At this time, I formed the habit of taking notes: remember the beautiful words in the book and the wonderful paragraphs described. Taking notes has exercised my memory and enhanced my understanding.
Once, I was so excited about the thesis "An Unhappy Past" that I felt that I had a good opportunity to show my talents: when I was a child, I was wronged, and the words I usually accumulated to describe my distressed mood played a role like yeast. I started writing on a cold evening, comparing the loneliness and loneliness of a wronged little girl with the beauty of the moon and the laughter of people around me. I can't help crying when it's finished. This composition, full of true feelings, was well received, copied into big characters and posted on the wall of the classroom. However, I blushed when I saw the teacher circle my word "the moon is like a jade plate embedded in the blue sky" with a red pen and said that the word "embedded" was particularly vivid. I can't accept this kind of praise with a clear conscience-because this description and this "particularly vivid" word "embedded" are words that I can't forget after reading Mr. Ba Jin's "Home".
Then, I realized a little truth: composition, to write true feelings; Writing practice can not be separated from reference and imitation at first, but what really touches people's hearts should be their own painstaking creation.
About the author:
Ye Wenling (1942-), female, was born in Yuhuan, Zhejiang Province on 0/4 October, graduated from Chumen Town Middle School on 0/957, and moved to Zhengzhou, Henan Province on 0/963. I like literature since I was a child. /kloc-at the age of 0/3, she published two novels, Little Storm between Husband and Wife and Seventy cents, in Yuhuan newspaper run by the county. 1957 after he was admitted to high school, he dropped out of school for family reasons, returned to his hometown to work as a propagandist in the town art troupe and amateur propaganda team, took part in agricultural production the following year, and officially published his first short story "Xue Mei and I". From 65438 to 0962, he moved to Zhengzhou, Henan Province, and worked as a cadre, punch card worker and planning statistician in Jinshui District Industrial Office, Zhengzhou Golden Pen Factory and Zhengzhou Machine Tool Factory. During his work, he insisted on amateur creation. Since then, I have worked as a teacher in kindergartens and private primary schools, worked as a worker in sewing stations on farms and streets, and published many short stories. After moving to Zhengzhou, I worked as a stamping and milling worker in the factory for a long time and published more than 30 short stories and reportage.
65438-0979 Joined the Chinese Writers Association and attended the Fourth Congress of China Writers and Artists. In the same year, he was transferred to Henan Federation of Literary and Art Circles. This year's "Xin Xiang" won the 1980 National Excellent Short Story Award. 198 1 year, started writing novels. After 1986, he served as the chairman of Zhejiang Branch of Writers Association, and later served as honorary chairman. And transferred to Henan Federation of Literary and Art Circles as a professional writer; 1980 was recommended to study and graduate from the Institute of Literature Education of the Chinese Writers Association; 198 1 Start writing a novel. 1986 transferred back to Zhejiang Federation of Literary and Art Circles as a professional writer; 1990, vice chairman of Zhejiang Federation of Literary and Art Circles. 1992, served as chairman and party member of Zhejiang Writers Association for ten years (two sessions); At the end of 2002, he was re-elected as honorary chairman of Zhejiang Writers Association. 1996 member of the presidium of the Chinese Writers Association (re-elected for five or six terms).
Published collections of novels include: My longevity fruit (published by the fifth-grade textbook of People's Education Edition), Figs, Heart Fragrance (won the National Excellent Short Story Award 1980 and the Contemporary Honor Award), Style of Changtang Town, Farewell, Turbulent Creek Night, Romantic Dusk, Feng Shui Here and Ye Wenling. Prose collections include Looking for You in Dreams, Diary Written on Coconut Leaves, Angle of Artistic Creation, Feeling that I Can't Stop, I'm Not Lonely with You, Garden of Eden of the Soul, Eternal Temptation, Colorful Petals of Dreams, Simple Heart, Selected Essays of Ye Wenling and Poems on My Pillow.
Novels include Mom and Dad, The Favorite of the Sun, Dreamless Valley and Qiu Jin. After the publication of Dreamless Valley, it aroused strong repercussions. After being awarded the "Outstanding Achievement Award of China Literature Creation" by new york International Culture and Art Center, he also won the Zhejiang Excellent Literature Award. 1997 Ye Wenling was awarded "Luxun Literature and Art Award-Outstanding Achievement Award" by Zhejiang Provincial People's Government. 1Qiu Jin, a long historical novel completed in the spring of 997, also received rave reviews. Mingchuang Publishing House was re-launched under the name of Qiu Jin's death, and Writers Publishing House was republished on 1998 under the name of Jianhu Woman-Qiu Jin. In 2000 and 2004, he was awarded the "Lu Xun Literature Award-Outstanding Achievement Award" by Zhejiang Provincial People's Government for his novels Qiu Jin and Biography of Chang Shuhong. In 2002, he won the first "Bing Xin Prose Award" for his prose creation. He has also created some film and television literary scripts; Such as "The Sun's Favorite" and "The Bridge on the Back"; The latter won the provincial "five one projects" award. The TV series "Da Hong Fei Tian" adapted from the long biography "Chang Shuhong, the patron saint of Dunhuang" is in preparation.
Up to now, more than 8 million words, 39 works and 8 volumes of Ye Wenling's Works have been published.
Ye Wenling's novels mainly show the fate and spiritual world of ordinary people, with sincere feelings, strong flavor of life, simple and natural language, fresh and smooth.