Han Mei's Fragrant Prose

When I went to see the writer "Mei Jie", I felt a twinge of tightness in my heart and my legs trembled a little. The country girl has never seen a big shot. From the moment when Wang Honglian, the president of Xichuan Photographers Association, introduced Mr. Mei Jie as a first-class writer, her heart was pounding.

Holding teacher Mei's hand, a warm heat flow spread all over the body. The heart that comes with high tension gradually relaxes. Anxiety, fear and trembling all collapsed. Looking at her quietly, an affinity hangs over everyone. If we must give this great writer a title, I don't want to call her a writer or a scholar. I want to call her mother.

Teacher Mei cut a short ear-length hair and tied it with a hairpin, which immediately reminded me of the female students before liberation. If it weren't for age, I think Miss Mei is a pure female student. Her reserve, her little smile and her voice are all so close and kind; The atmosphere in the room is very harmonious and warm. The aftertaste, like a faint fragrance, is sweet in my heart.

A masterpiece, Go to Jiangbei, closely links Miss Mei with the fate of people in northwest Hubei and southwest Henan. Drink a river together, like a family. The start of the Middle Route of South-to-North Water Transfer Project and the relocation of a large number of immigrants have made Miss Mei, the kindest and kindest person, return to Danjiang again.

This big river has been flowing continuously since ancient times. Not only has it raised millions of people in three provinces, six counties and cities, but it has a profound cultural background and a long history. As early as the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, Chu people lived in this great river basin and established the national capital. This is the birthplace of Chu culture. This magical land, the magical Danjiang River, has accumulated a solid foundation of civilization and culture.

Danjiang has raised many hardworking and kind children. While singing and shouting loudly, they cast nets to fish, open up wasteland and grow crops by the river. Several generations of Danjiang's sons and daughters have been thrifty. Clear rivers, flowing endlessly, are flowing with touching stories and legends of civilization.

In the 1950s, the construction of a great project, the South-to-North Water Diversion Project, broke the peaceful life on both sides of the Danjiang River, and hundreds of thousands of Danjiang children left their homes and moved to other places to start another life. Due to the South-to-North Water Diversion Project, Mei Jie's hometown Yunyang Ancient City was submerged under the Danjiang Reservoir. Facing the disappearing hometown, everyone who has lived in this land will have too many different feelings.

Especially in the 1960s and 1970s when New China was not rich, hundreds of thousands of large-scale immigrants grabbed a handful of loess from their hometown and folded a willow branch from their hometown. On the difficult migration road, sweat, tears and blood performed tragic scenes. Many immigrants were bullied by local people because of their acclimatization, and returned to the bank of Danjiang Lake all the way. Many immigrants left their lives on their way home, and their souls wandered in a foreign land, full of blood and tears. How can we describe the hardships of early immigrants in detail?

Some people finally went back to their hometown after hardships, but a river flooded their former homes and the banks of the turbulent Danjiang Reservoir. They build huts to live in, hoe the fields, punish them for reclaiming land and farming in barren hills, beg in their spare time, and live a half-starved and half-full life. ...

Local accent, homesickness and homesickness are shouting in Miss Mei's heart, and the female writer who "escaped" from the Okawa Department is back. She shuttled among the villagers, recording their stories and their hidden sufferings. After more than three months of visits and data collection, the blood and tears of immigrants melted into the heart of this kind woman writer, and her heart was hurt, hurt. Dan He Jiang's daughter wrote "To the North of the Yangtze River" with a pen in her hand, which people in northwest Hubei and southwest Henan rushed to read.

"Going North to the Yangtze River" made Xichuan people firmly remember Mei Jie, the South-to-North Water Diversion Project started, the dam was heightened, and Danjiang's children moved on a large scale for the second time. The teacher "Mei Jie" came to Xichuan again. She walked into the immigrant village with her true feelings and braved the heavy rain to go deep into the immigrant village to help them solve their problems. She shines like a Buddha in the immigrant village.

In front of Ms. Mei, she described what she saw and heard in the immigrant village emotionally, and tears filled her eyes. Referring to helping immigrants, she smiled happily again. She said that it is her happiest thing to help immigrants with her own strength. Her heart, her love and her affection were all given to the immigrants in Danjiang reservoir area.

In the hotel, everyone rushed to take a photo with Miss Mei and stood next to Miss Mei, next to her shoulder. She said softly, come on, hold hands, it's warm. Our hands held together, touching her, and our skin was a little slack, soft and cool. I looked sideways at Miss Mei. She pursed her lips, smiled slightly and was very kind. My eyes suddenly want to get wet. What a respectable scholar she is. In such hot weather, she came all the way to the remote town of Xichuan, and went directly to the immigrant village regardless of the fatigue of the journey. Even the only rest time at night is occupied by us. And her face has always been smiling, without showing the slightest fatigue.

When I visited Teacher Mei for the second time, she told us about that bitter life experience, that special era and that unforgettable past. Her childhood home, the teenager's "escape" and her road to literary creation, although she understated it, we still felt her inner pain through Miss Mei's glasses, and the harm that that era brought to the older generation could not be erased.

Wenyou mentioned her inner confusion, and women's creation will bring personal feelings into the text. Is this ok? Will there be negative effects? On this question, Miss Mei answered everyone's confusion. She said that every work mostly implies the shadow of the author or the people and things around her. The article comes from life, higher than life. Because women's living space is relatively small, not as big as men's, and their horizons are wider. So many women's works are based on their own feelings, and there is nothing wrong. As long as it is released and grown up, it is not a little woman's feelings, that is a good work.

She said that in prose creation, we must pay attention to the agility, vividness, wisdom and passion of language. Calm expression will make prose full of charm. Emotional articles can impress readers.

She talked about her work Old Childhood. Although she wrote it in the first person, it represents that era and can cause the buzz of the times. Old Childhood is not only about her, but also about that generation. This work was included in "One Hundred Years of China's Prose" and published by more than 40 domestic magazines and overseas publications.

Teacher Mei said that the artistry and vividness of language are the basis of writing. If you master these, you can write good works.

Miss May talked about her family and her beliefs. She told a deep feeling about her love complex with her lover. The kind teacher Mei comes from a special family. She loves her family, her husband and her children more than herself. She said that when there is a conflict between family and career, she will put down her career first and focus on her family. As a woman, the first thing is to be a good wife and mother, and the last thing is a strong woman. She said with a smile that she is a traditional woman, and many friends outside think that her career is so successful that she will definitely not do housework. And she is just a woman who likes to cook. Wandering around the kitchen table and cooking a delicious table for her husband and children is her happiest thing.

Speaking of her lover leaving her, Miss Mei choked up and everyone was silent. Listening to Miss Mei's choking, our eyes are foggy. Teacher Mei said, why did he (his lover) leave so early? She loved him so much that she was willing to wash and cook for him all her life, but he still left. Teacher Mei shed tears. I think this is true love, which modern young people can't understand. Today's love is like children playing house, inside and outside the besieged city, filled with smoke, who can interpret the love of predecessors in a simple and profound way?

Later, I read Miss Mei's blog. My husband walks between green mountains and green waters. I watched it at two o'clock in the morning. In the silent midnight, it is raining outside the window. Rain drops on the leaves of the grave tree downstairs outside my window, dripping with sadness. A weak woman has grief and indignation in her heart. All the people, I know that I am not even a drop in the ocean. However, facing life, my heart hurts. What is a game and what are its hidden rules? Why can't aviation and railways be flexible? After all, life is lost in those indifferent escapes and expressions. My lover died on the long railway, and Miss Mei's love also went with the long railway.

I cried. With the sound of rain at midnight, my eyes on the screen are blurred. I want to say something. In the message column, my hand trembled and trembled, but I couldn't type a word. Those words full of true feelings and blood and tears make every reader cry. I also understand why Miss Mei choked up when she talked about her lover. Their love is like the snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, sincere, pure and lasting.

"Life and death are generous, Zi Cheng said. Holding your hand, growing old with your son, holding your hand, what can a husband ask for? " At that moment, I seemed to understand the meaning of this sentence more deeply.

In the case of losing her lover, Teacher Mei Jie resolutely finished the novel "Going to Jiangbei". What a strong woman she is! Because of love, so love, love in the heart, can cross the boundary between life and death. Family and career, weakness and strength, Miss Mei is a great woman who both coexist.

Teacher Mei believes in Buddhism. She talked about the profoundness of Buddhism, saying that Buddhism is a philosophy in philosophy, and she is devoting herself to practice. She said modestly that she hasn't achieved six purity, and her feelings are still in the world of mortals, but she has become a lot indifferent. Buddha said, "Everything in the world is for my use, not mine." Teacher Mei, who believes in Buddhism, has seen through the fame and fortune in the world. She said that everything is like the past, like dirt, and she just wants to help those in need with her own strength.

Teacher Mei is a Buddha. In the Xichuan immigrant village, the immigrants held her hand and made irresponsible remarks. She listened, remembered, and wept with the immigrant villagers. Endure the bitterness and pain of being far from home.

After recording a notebook full, Ms. Mei went back, just like "to the north of the Yangtze River" and returned to Beijing. She brought the hearts of hundreds of thousands of migrant villagers in northwest Hubei and southwest Henan back to Beijing and flowed to the north like the clear Danjiang River. And Miss Mei, this Bai Meihua with proud snow, left its fragrance on the bank of Danjiang Lake and beside this great river. ...