Literary Master 1978

"Eleven, next month's Eleven will fall on the weekend, let's have a good time outside."

Perhaps out of guilt, Tao Yushu added one final sentence.

Lin Chaoyang thought that was fine, since it was only one day on the weekend and there wasn't much to do.

When we arrived at the library, it was still full of people. Even if it was a Sunday, it could not dampen the enthusiasm of YSU students for learning.

Hu Wenqiong is on duty at the closed-shelf library today. In order to make it easier for students to borrow books, all the borrowing rooms and library desks in the library are still manned on Sundays, but they are only open for half a day and are deserted at 12 noon.

Seeing that Lin Chaoyang came over during his break, Hu Wenqiong was a little surprised. He said, "It's okay to be idle at home. Teacher Hu, if you have something to do, go and do it. Anyway, I am idle."

There are not many students who come to borrow books on Sunday morning. Everyone knows that library employees have to rest on Sundays, and borrowing is concentrated on working days.

The work of the closed-shelf library is not complicated. The most difficult thing is to find books. Lin Chaoyang has become familiar with the library in the past two days. If someone comes to borrow a book, he can find it if he patiently clicks on the picture to search.

Hu Wenqiong was very happy when someone came to take over the job, "It happens that the clothes at home haven't been washed yet, Xiao Lin, so I'll trouble you."

"You're welcome, I just happen to have nothing to do today."

After winning a wave of favor from his colleagues, Lin Chaoyang sat at his workstation and continued his creative work.

After yesterday's test, some of the thoughts and ideas in his mind became clearer, and he felt less stagnant and more calm when he started writing.

The first weekend in Yanjing passed by in a hurry. Lin Chaoyang spent the whole day in the library. In the evening, when the students were about to have dinner, they thought of going home.

When passing by Weiming Lake, he saw many students by the lake. Some were sitting on benches by the lake and reading quietly, some were jogging around the lake memorizing English words, and three or five people gathered together to recite. Poems that Lin Chaoyang had never heard of.

Weiming Lake and Langrun Lake face each other from the north to the south. As a famous scenic spot of Yanda, the Yita Lake is known to everyone in the Chinese university community, especially at this time in summer.

The shadow of the lake light tower, the sunset in the bell pavilion, and the weeping willows are all so beautiful.

Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but get closer to enjoy it.

"My heart suddenly hurts

It must have been my mother’s button-stitching needlework that penetrated my heart.

At this time, my heart turned into a kite

The string of the kite is in mother's hand..."

The so-called Bell Pavilion is a pavilion on the hillside on the west bank of Weiming Lake.

At this time, a wave of campus poets were reciting poems. Their voices floated in the cool evening breeze, full of force and enthusiasm.

Lin Chaoyang immediately recognized that it was "This is Yanjing at 4:08" written by Guo Lusheng. As a representative poet in the early period of misty poetry, Guo Lusheng was not as popular in the 1980s as Zhao Zhenkai, Gu Cheng and others. In the 1990s, he became a powerful idol on university campuses, but his influence is not weak at all.

Wang Feng, a later generation singer, once released a song called "Brightness", the lyrics of which were taken from one of Guo Lusheng's masterpieces, "Believe in the Future".

In the era when people went to the mountains and countryside, his poems inspired a generation and became a special cultural symbol of that era. They were passed down by word of mouth among the educated youth and became popular.

The poem was very familiar, and what was even more familiar to Lin Chaoyang was the owner of the voice.

"I'm tired of hearing Guo Lusheng's poems. Can you change it to another one?"

Zhang Yaozhong was ridiculed by his female classmates, and he couldn't get off the stage, "Then come on and sing a fresh song!"

His words were a bit angry, but the other party took them seriously.

When Lin Chaoyang walked to the steps of the bell pavilion, he saw a tall girl with two braids, tall figure and beautiful features standing on the stone bench in the pavilion, head held high.

"Dark clouds are the time to take off and set again

birds scattered

blue slash

Beating the dark woods,

It's like beating a thousand canes,

Beat a thousand old hearts.

——

My heart, where is home?

where is your roof

…”

The girl's reciting voice was fuller and more enthusiastic than Zhang Yaozhong's, and her eyes showed a pious light. By the end of the recitation, seven or eight students in the bell pavilion gave warm applause.

"Jianying, whose poem is this? It's so well written." Everyone asked.

There was a bit of pride on the girl's face, "I Walked into the Rain and Fog by Zhao Zhenkai."

Everyone was surprised. Guo Lusheng was an early representative of Misty Poetry, while Zhao Zhenkai was a rising star who had become famous in the past two years.

However, before "Today" was founded and before "Answer" was published in "Poetry Magazine" in 1979, Zhao Zhenkai's name was only spread among a small group of poetry lovers.

After all, in the past two years, Misty Poetry has not taken over Chinese campuses as it did a few years later.

No one has heard of the poem recited by Zha Jianying. It seems that it was just written not long ago. I don’t know how Zha Jianying learned about it.

"Brother Lin?"

Zhang Yaozhong noticed Lin Chaoyang outside the pavilion. Everyone's chat was interrupted and they all looked over.

"What a coincidence, Yew Chung."

After saying hello, Zhang Yaozhong introduced Lin Chaoyang to several classmates.

Zha Jianying, Wang Xiaoping, Chen Jiangong and Ge Zhaoguang were majored in Chinese language in the class of ’77, Liu Zhenyun in the class of ’78, and Yang Yingming and Sun Bingchuan were majoring in journalism.

Chen Jiangong was a well-known amateur writer before he entered Yanjing University. After graduating from Yanjing University, he continued to write and became one of the representative writers in the Chinese literary world in the 1980s and 1990s. Lin Chaoyang was most impressed by his work, which was an essay called "Shalu Chat", which talked about the old Yanjing shabu-shabu mutton, which made people salivate.

He started literary creation in the early 1970s and is now a well-known amateur writer in the Yanjing literary world.

Wang Xiaoping is very famous in the field of screenwriting. Her representative works include "Gua Sha", "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and "The Legend of Miyue". In addition, she later became the wife of director Zheng Xiaolong.

Cha Jianying later became famous for writing essays, comments and interviews. The most well-known work should be "Interviews in the 1980s".

Liu Zhenyun, needless to say, is a novelist and screenwriter. Feng Xiaogang's movies made him more famous than the above people combined. He was a student of the Chinese Department in 1978 and actively approached his seniors at the beginning of the school year.

Of the five people in the Chinese Department, except Zhang Yaozhong, Lin Chaoyang had heard of the other four people before he traveled through time.

As for the two people in the journalism major, he had never heard of them, which was probably related to the major.

Hearing that Lin Chaoyang was the administrator of the Yanda Library, Cha Jianying, Chen Jiangong and others were quite polite to him. Wang Xiaoping asked him: "Brother Lin, do you like poetry too?"

"I don't know much about poetry, but I like to listen to your poetry recitations, which are vigorous and full of enthusiasm."

Lin Chaoyang didn't say whether he liked it or not. These young people were obviously fanatical fans of Misty Poetry. If he said he liked it, what if he was pulled into the poetry club? If he said he didn't like it, he would be uncomfortable.

In fact, he had read a lot of Misty Poetry when he was in school, and he liked many works.

Hearing what he said, Chen Jiangong, Cha Jianying and others were quite happy and recited two more poems vigorously.

Young people seem to have unlimited energy. Lin Chaoyang has a young face, but he feels out of tune with this group of enthusiastic young people.

Maybe in twenty years, they will become mercenary, selfish, and full of the smell of money, but at least now, they are still full of idealism and romance.

It feels so good to be young!