Pingdu time photographic telephone

Pingdu and Gaomi are adjacent cities, with bridges and roads, separated only by a strip of water, but the communication between literary circles is not close. In the autumn of 2005, Long Sleeve and I were invited to visit the three poets in Pingdu, Yashi and Shishan. Cheerful Estee made an appointment for me. This person is Xu, but he is rich and can't get together. I'm still sorry. Time flies, winter goes and spring comes. I often search and pay attention to this talented poet in the neighboring city. First of all, Xinhua Digest caught my attention. This large comprehensive magazine, known as the "Little Encyclopedia of China", reprinted Xu's group poem "Love" in the fourth issue of 2006, which caused a sensation in the poetry circle of Qingdao Peninsula, and the poet He Dong was even more full of praise. Then, in late March, 2006, Poetry Magazine published Xu's group poem "Time Reproduction" at the top position, and Estee posted photos of this group of poems on the Internet. I can't help but want to know more about Jun Guo and his poems, so I used Baidu to search his profile, photos and many other poems. Following Yashi's instructions, I repeatedly tasted Guo Jun's group poem Time Reproduction. A smart and beautiful poetic style came to me, and a kind and simple feeling gradually bred, which forced me to write something to share with my poetry friends.

The group poem "Time Reproduction" consists of eight short poems, which describes and shows some life fragments in the "past time" experienced by the poet, expresses the author's unique life feelings and life sentiments, and gives people beautiful enjoyment and life thinking.

Guo Jun was born in 197 1. When he was in primary school, it was the early stage of China's reform and opening up. Anyone from the countryside of that era will believe the true descriptions and feelings in Guo Jun's poems.

1, snowing

Kick a stone in a hurry

You accidentally kicked a shiny bone.

A gray butterfly flew overhead.

Like the dead, the soul will reappear.

Crossing Weiwan is a broken bridge.

People who knock on Mubangzi pass by in the morning.

Will come back at night.

There is less tofu in the car and more dust on the body.

When I was in the second grade of primary school

One day, school was early.

Touched two big clams in Weiwan.

Going home humming a ditty, the yard is quieter than before.

Look into the room through the window.

Dad is drinking, and mom's hands are on her knees and her shoulders are shaking.

I dare not make any noise.

Run back to school in one breath

Tears swished down.

"Kicking a stone while rushing will suddenly kick a glistening bone." The following images, such as gray butterfly, broken bridge, wooden bangzi, tofu and dust, vividly portrayed and created the rural atmosphere of that era. This set an objective historical background for the poet to go to school. The title of the poem is "Going to School", but the poem doesn't say much about going to school itself, but it does write a lot of seemingly unrelated things. This is the poet's extraordinary point-through what he saw and heard in the process of going to school, he simply reproduced the living environment and psychological state of people in that era. When the poet came home from school, he saw his alcoholic father and emaciated mother, and he was "afraid to make a sound/ran back to school in one breath/shed tears". In these tears, there are sympathy for the mother, dissatisfaction with the father, and inner grievances and anguish. Going home humming a ditty, but running back to school crying, a dramatic contrast vividly presents the psychological state of a primary school "child" to us. There is no argumentative language in the poem, which is objectively described, and there is a historical flavor of "words are not full of meaning, words are not full of meaning", which should last forever.

2. "Enough"

Twenty years ago

The magnolia tree that was struck by lightning is still alive.

When I returned to my hometown,

It brings more fragrance.

Love a person

Not only got her breath and white lotus root.

She also gave birth to two daughters for me at once.

-A happiness is enough.

Compare bees and butterflies with no place to live.

Bibi is a coal seller, rubbing his hands and stamping his feet in the cold wind.

I got too much.

I don't know how to repay anyone.

Insomnia, a spoonful of moonlight is enough.

A warm word is enough when you fail.

Through the tears of the lamb

Enough to see the limpid tenderness.

It came on its own initiative.

Lick the scar on my palm.

I always think that a poem without a theme is not a good poem. This poem fully expresses the poet's subjective intention of contentment and calmness, and conveys to people the value orientation judgment of how to treat gains and losses and how to treat giving and taking. This is undoubtedly a valuable desire in today's materialistic and spiritual confusion. The poem embodies the theme of "enough" through the image strings of magnolia trees that bloom after lightning strike, lovers who have given birth to two daughters, bees and butterflies who have no place to live, and coal sellers in the cold wind. At the end of the second paragraph, the judgment of "enough" is strengthened. "I get too much/I don't know how to repay/to whom." The language of poetry is natural and peaceful, which makes people feel cordial and credible. In the third paragraph of the poem, after using a parallelism, he boldly jumped to "a lamb's tears" and let this docile sheep "lick the scar on my palm". The poet uses the kindness and lack of desire of sheep to contrast and deepen the theme, so that people naturally accept the information conveyed by the poem.

3. hide and seek

Poor boy, loves to play hide-and-seek in the pigeon whistle in late autumn.

The crops have been harvested four times, and some are still piled up.

The biggest one hides farthest.

A group of people shouted like sparrows and dispersed first.

I am the slowest one.

Once it was getting dark.

I mistook them for not going home yet.

I picked up a shoe and looked for it.

Later, I found a small grave.

That's a stupid girl

Pick peanuts with me three days ago.

Now lying in that field

The cold starlight covered the small mound with a piece of tsing yi.

Like Guo Jun, I grew up in the countryside, and I still remember childhood games, such as hide-and-seek, playing with treasures and playing with glass balls. The poem "Hide and Seek" takes two-thirds of the space to write the characteristics and process of hide and seek, but this is not the purpose. The purpose is to write about the dead companion "dumb girl" and "picking peanuts with me three days ago/lying in that field now/the cold starlight covered a small mound with a piece of Tsing Yi". By playing hide-and-seek, the poet accidentally met a dumb girl's "a small grave", which made people think about life and death, life and games, and described it appropriately through association-is it playing hide-and-seek when entering the grave? Is life and even life a game? The poet didn't give an answer, but I think the answer lies in each of us. Poetry language is common, not implicit, and there is no "poetic eye", but the meaning is profound and profound. Call it "freehand brushwork"! The beauty of Guo Jun's poetic art often lies here. Seemingly quiet, even casual, behind it is profound, dignified and meaningful. It is difficult to do this without considerable efforts.

4. Spring Festival

Dad is sweeping the snow.

Mother went home with the last bundle of firewood.

Flip the dust off the cloth shoes for a year.

My sister came back from other provinces and was busy sorting out clothes and diaries.

Cattle and sheep have nothing to do.

Stick your head out of the fence.

Listen to me. Reading "Warm People Village, Smoke in Yi Yi Market"

Burning incense and setting off firecrackers at dusk.

The family kowtowed to the ancestors in the painting.

Eat jiaozi at twelve o'clock

whisper

Grandpa and grandma came down from heaven tonight.

Spend the New Year with us.

"Chinese New Year" is almost a genre painting during the Spring Festival in rural Jiaodong. People, things, scenery and things are integrated. My father who cleaned the window, my mother who carried firewood, my sister who came back from other provinces, me who read ancient poems, and the cows in the fence together formed a peaceful and happy home. It makes people feel kind and warm, and reminds me of my hometown in the countryside when I was a child. The first paragraph of the poem does not have the flavor of "nian", which seems to be the usual scene of winter farmers, but for the New Year, this foreshadowing is not dispensable, it is the background and stage of the New Year. The second paragraph of the poem is full of annual flavor, such as burning incense, setting off firecrackers, kowtowing and eating jiaozi. These important elements of the New Year make the poem "Chinese New Year" appear real and objective, which makes people like it, and the documentary nature of the poem is magnified to the greatest extent by the poet. The last sentence of the poem, "Tonight/grandparents come down from the sky/celebrate the New Year among us", can remind people that celebrating the New Year is probably better than being in heaven! Like school, the whole poem is an objective description, without any argumentative language. Although it weakens and dilutes the lyricism and impact of poetry, the amount of information in poetry itself is enough to make it lasting and precious.

5. Magpie Nest

Under the blue, above the head.

This is just a magpie nest.

Why am I so sad?

The autumn wind goes around the back and shakes it.

I feel dizzy.

Where is the magpie?

Where's my tree climber?

The first handsome guy to put his hand into the nest.

I came back from Jilin at the age of 38 with a lame object.

I went to Guangzhou on the second day of the first month, and I have heard from you since then.

The nickname for stealing magpie eggs is crooked eyes.

I comforted the red-eyed black peony under the tree.

And vowed to pay her 10 another day.

Later, the buttonwood never fell magpies again.

The grass nest is getting older and worse every day.

It's raining and the water is dripping.

Magpie nest is a common sight in rural areas, but in Xu's eyes, it is not only a carrier of friendship between friends, but also a realistic witness of world changes. "Autumn wind shakes it around my back/I feel dizzy" has two aspects, one is virtual, the other is spiritual, which can be described as virtual and real, and complement each other. Moreover, spiritual sadness is what the poet wants to express. The magpie flew away and a tree-climbing partner disappeared. Seeing things, I felt a lot until "the grass nest/getting old day by day/broken/raining/pattering straight into the water". Standing under the buttonwood tree and looking up at the magpie's nest, I recall the limping handsomeness, the crooked eyes that grabbed the magpie's eggs, the black peony that cried red eyes, the absence of the teenager and the long-lost friendship. The trickling water is not only the rain of reality, but also the tears of the soul. Poets are always sentimental, and Guo Jun is no exception. Through the poet's description of the changes before and after the magpie nest and his old companions, we seem to hear the poet's lament that the world is cold and people are not old. What can I do?

6. "Early Spring"

When I blurted it out

Pine needles that have experienced frost and snow tremble with pollen ripples.

Time has untied the bird.

Things with wings fly higher than before.

I am weeding and hoeing in the yard.

Twin daughters followed closely.

Dawn waters the soul with pink milk.

Good morning, spring.

Bud raised a flag from this pile of bones.

The sick squirrel tried to escape from the hole.

The rogue suddenly found himself old.

Warm wind blowing in the chest, there is a rain cloud.

Who is looking for deciduous teeth at the root of the wall?

Who put the crumpled last words in the nest with eggs?

Spring has arrived, and I want to re-examine the world.

May industrious people never harvest withered valleys again.

Losers are no longer hijacked by life and no longer feed tears.

The poet must have written this poem "Early Spring" with excitement. It can be seen from the things described in the poem and the rhythm of the poem. The poet seems to be telling people how happy I am! How happy the world is! Poetry conveys greetings and praises to spring through the changes of nature and people in winter and spring. The language of poetry has both direct expression and objective description, but neither of them has left the "spring" nor the theme of poetry, which is exactly what modern lyric poetry needs. The second half of the poem is obviously due to the author's irresistible eagerness-"Spring has come/I want to re-examine the world/I wish hardworking people no longer harvest withered valleys/losers are no longer hijacked by life/don't feed tears". In my opinion, different topics should use different writing methods. The writing of this poem is different from other works in this group of poems, which shows the mature ability of the author to capture images and drive themes. But on the whole, this poem is slightly inferior to the other seven.

7. "Go home with my sister"

The moon rises from the thatched grass in Heiniutan.

She studied the fertility of the land and the barrenness of the village

I stepped on my sister's mud shadow.

Go home through the cotton locust bushes

Four little shoes are swinging on my sister's back.

The sound of insects is getting denser and denser, and soybeans are scattered in my heart like that.

My sister and I jumped the fork in the road.

When approaching the center of the village

My sister and I looked at each other.

Swish swish swish speed up the pace.

Seven virgin doors are closed

The burning paper on it made a harsh sound.

My sister's right hand holds my left hand tighter.

We dare not turn back.

I am afraid that Aunt Qi will come back from the dark world.

Give us a peanut candy or half a hot sweet potato.

I have to admire Zhong Guo for portraying ordinary things so brilliantly! The poem "Going home with my sister" only describes the process of going home from the outside at night, but in this process, the poet truly recorded what he saw and felt, conveyed a hazy, fearful and depressed color to people, and artistically reproduced the backward, ignorant and closed situation in the countryside at that time. In the poem, my sister's muddy shadow, the sound of insects like soybeans, and the shouting of burning paper, especially the imaginary peanut candy or half a hot sweet potato given by my seventh aunt, organically combine the poet's objective situation with his own psychological experience, giving people shock and thinking. Truth is the life of poetry, not mechanical photography and simple life reproduction; But the truth of art, the truth of objective things after being refined in the poet's mind. I have experienced the rural life in that era described by Guo Jun, and I have the same psychological feelings as Guo Jun, which may be another reason why this poem shocked and pondered me!

8. Dagu River

I want to come here with my life's dirty clothes.

Everything needs to be thoroughly cleaned.

Two thirds of the river has been thawed.

Birds are singing and the weather is getting warmer and warmer.

My clothesline is tied between sadness and happiness.

When I came back from my life,

Beat the sun on all kinds of fabrics.

turned the moment

Peach blossoms are in full bloom.

I am not old.

The spring breeze has come many times.

Thank you for blowing my sweatshirt.

Socks with holes.

Prayer on the nib

Dagu River is a famous river in Qingdao, which flows through jiaozhou city and Pingdu City. I don't know if Guo Jun grew up by the Dagu River, but I know he loves this river deeply. I'm going to stay here with my dirty clothes all my life/everything needs to be thoroughly cleaned. In fact, it is not only dirty clothes that need to be thoroughly cleaned, but also many old, dusty and unclean things. This is the poet's original intention. "Birds are getting warmer and warmer" is not only a wonderful poetic look, but also a longing and hope for a new life and a new life. The poet Guo Jun is clever and versatile. He tied the clothesline between sadness and happiness, and beat the sun on various fabrics, thus opening a new yearning. This is the Dagu River in spring, this is the Dagu River in poetry, and this is the new Dagu River. As for the spring breeze by the Dagu River, the poet sang, "Thank you for blowing my sweatshirt/socks out/praying at the tip of my pen." With the help of the subordinate image of the spring breeze, the poet further strengthened the main image of Dagu River, making Dagu River stand tall in front of us.

Xu is an art teacher in pingdu city No.9 Middle School, and a young poet who is growing rapidly and promising. His capture of poetic images, his description of poetic images, and his combination of overall meaning are inseparable from his eyes full of artistic brilliance and his heart full of unique aesthetic thoughts and humanistic feelings. I was amazed at his detailed description and realistic description of things, from which I got rid of the fetters of casual promiscuity, groaned without illness, said nothing, and was difficult to understand, which showed us a pleasant poetic world. Such a poem was published in Poetry magazine, which made me see the progress of Poetry magazine and the hope of poetry. Poetry magazine will probably not continue to be a poetry magazine in the future!