1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 185

In fact, Shi Tiesheng took this road of writing earlier than Lin Weimin, but to say that he is truly famous all over the country, it has to be after the publication of "My Distant Qingping Bay".

"My Distant Qingping Bay" has recently been published in "Contemporary" and has quickly aroused heated discussions among readers.

Shi Tiesheng felt that he seemed to be famous.

He lived in a large courtyard, and apart from the relatives and friends of the neighbors, there were very few strangers in the courtyard. However, with the popularity of "Contemporary" during this period, "My Distant Qingping Bay" gradually aroused repercussions.

Unexpectedly, some readers found the courtyard and came to visit him.

Shi Tiesheng never thought of this.

He received these visiting readers with great sincerity and fear. Among them were students, workers, and cadres with different identities. They were all lovers of literature. He read Shi Tiesheng's "My Distant "Qingping Bay" is full of admiration and love for Shi Tiesheng, a writer with a strong body and a strong will.

Shi Tiesheng talked about literature, ideals, and the future with everyone. Many people seemed to regard him as a life mentor and asked him about difficult problems in life. He could only provide some personal opinions to everyone.

After so many consultations, Shi Tiesheng felt that something was wrong.

He asked himself that he was an ordinary person who could write a little, that's all.

But it would be bad if others regarded him as a wise man because of this.

On this day, two college students came to Shi Tiesheng's house, both of whom had watched "Qingping Bay". At first, they were still talking about literature, and while talking, the two college students asked him about the meaning of life.

Shi Tiesheng scratched his head again, when he heard a familiar voice from the yard.

"Tiesheng! Tiesheng!"

Shi Tiesheng immediately cheered up, and opened the door while shaking the wheelchair.

Lin Weimin walked in and saw two young people in the room, "Hey, are there any guests?"

Shi Tiesheng explained: "It's all from watching "Qingping Bay"."

Lin Weimin snorted and joked, "You're famous this time!"

Shi Tiesheng introduced Lin Weimin to two college students, and they were surprised when they heard Lin Weimin's name.

Over the past year, Lin Weimin's reputation has been much greater than that of Shi Tiesheng.

"Hello, Teacher Lin!" Both of them said hello in unison.

Lin Weimin nodded towards the two of them, and after sitting down, Shi Tiesheng talked about the question that the two college students asked him for advice. The two college students looked at him eagerly, as if they also wanted to hear some advice from him.

"I can't make such a grand proposition." Lin Weimin said with a smile.

The two college students said: "Mr. Lin, we are sincerely here to ask for advice."

Shi Tiesheng said: "Everyone always discusses such profound topics with me. I can't talk about any deep insights. You should talk about it."

The two college students looked at Lin Weimin expectantly.

He was held up by Shi Tiesheng, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you like reading poetry?"

The college students nodded.

"Like Misty poetry?"

The college student nodded again.

"Mr. Lin, does our liking for poetry have anything to do with discussing this issue?"

"Poetry is always romantic, and people with delicate and sensitive minds are more touched, especially the hot hazy poems in recent years, which can always arouse the sensitive nerves of boys and girls."

"Mr. Lin, don't you like obscurity poems?"

Lin Weimin shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't like it, but I just feel that it's not appropriate for obscurity poetry to be popular."

Seeing that the two college students seemed to want to correct his point of view, he immediately said: "It's just a little personal feeling, this is not the focus of our discussion today."

Hearing what he said, the two of them didn't say anything, and waited quietly for his speech.

Lin Weimin thought for a moment, "I never think of any lofty and profound propositions. Now that we are talking about it today, I can only talk to you from a superficial perspective."

The faces of the two college students became serious. Superstitious belief in authority is the psychology of most people, and now Lin Weimin is an authority in the hearts of college students.

Lin Weimin touched the stool under his ass and asked, "You guys said, what was this stool before it became a stool?"

"wood."

Lin Weimin nodded and said: "Wood, to be precise, is a part of a tree. At that time, what is the significance of their existence?"

The two college students had pondering expressions on their faces, and after a while, they thought of the answer.

"Green the environment", "Photosynthesis provides oxygen to the earth", "As firewood for the common people", "Let the birds have shelter"...

Lin Weimin laughed, "Okay, I've talked a lot. Let's not talk about it for now, let's continue. This tree was cut down, and a part of it was made into a stool under me. Now what is its significance? ?”

"Being seated?"

"Become a vehicle for rest."

Lin Weimin said: "That's right. Then, this stool has been in disrepair for a long time, what should I do?"

"Throw it away, or burn it." The two college students said here, a little bit sad, this is the life of a tree.

"So, what do you think is the meaning of this tree or this piece of wood in their life?"

Facing Lin Weimin's question, the two college students looked a little solemn, and after careful consideration, they said, "It should be regarded as serving human beings or serving the earth."

"Then if I replace the word meaning with function, do you think it's inappropriate?"

"Function?" The two college students thought about it, and it seemed that it was true. After answering for a long time, they actually answered more about the function of wood.

"Mr. Lin, we are wrong."

Lin Weimin retorted: "That's not the case."

He continued: "Whether it is a certain tool or a certain person, its function is completed by attaching to other people or things, such as an axe. If someone uses it to chop wood, he is the axe. This is his responsibility. Function. The meaning of the existence of the ax is to chop wood.”

"You see, in fact, the meaning of the text itself is not too different, but the original meaning has subtle changes depending on the context and subject."

"Now let's go back to what you call the 'meaning of life'."

Lin Weimin said seriously: "I understand what the meaning you are pursuing is, in my opinion, that is a somewhat illusory proposition."

"Epictetus once said, 'We step on a stage not chosen by us, and act on a script not chosen by us', life is never something we can choose, or we can't be completely determined by us as an individual own destiny.

Naturally, the meaning of our existence cannot be determined by ourselves.

In the few opportunities you can choose, what you should do is to pursue what you want to pursue as much as you want.And meaning, this kind of illusory thing, should be handed over to others to waste time. "

When Lin Weimin said this, he stopped talking and smiled faintly at the two college students.

"My understanding is a little rough, just listen to it."

When Lin Weimin said this, a male college student stood up and said excitedly, "No, Mr. Lin, you are too modest. I fully understand what you mean. You mean that we should not just talk, but do it."

Lin Weimin nodded, "You can understand it that way."

The two college students lowered their heads and thought about what Lin Weimin said. The more they thought about it, the more they felt it made sense. The biggest effect of entangled in the so-called meaning all day long is to waste a limited life.

As Mr. Lin said, when we have that time, it is better to boldly pursue what we are pursuing in our hearts.

Having thoroughly figured out Lin Weimin's words, the two showed admiration on their faces. Listening to Teacher Lin's words, it was really enlightening.

"Thank you so much, Teacher Lin."

The two college students left Shi Tiesheng's house with feelings and heartfelt thanks.

"For the people, you are the best." Shi Tiesheng sighed.

Lin Weimin laughed, "What am I good at?"

"How good you just said!"

"What did I say?"

Lin Weimin's narrow smile caused Shi Tiesheng to recall his words. After thinking about it for a long time, it seemed that he didn't say anything useful.

Shi Tiesheng looked at Lin Weimin in surprise.

Lin Weimin has never learned the Chicken Soup speaking technique of the marketing account of later generations, but he can use it with ease after watching it too much.

Negation, deconstruction, and value are nothing more than such a set of things.

It's useless to say it's useless, but sprinkling a little once in a while is really motivating.

Shi Tiesheng smiled and said, "But I still think it's pretty good."

"It doesn't matter how many benefits there are. Anyway, there is not much harm. By the way, I solved a problem for you."

"Trouble is nothing."

Lin Weimin pointed to the window and said, "Just now my uncle came to see it several times, presumably there should be many such things these days, right?"

"Yes."

"You can't engage in such high-intensity reception every day with your current physique, or you should put up a sign."

"What sign is it on?"

"Just write: Shi Tiesheng is very willing to make friends from all over the world, but he can't bear the sickness, and he will be offended by closing the door to thank guests. If you don't make an appointment in advance, please don't knock on the door."

"Isn't that good?" Shi Tiesheng hesitated.

"Your body is important." Lin Weimin persuaded.

At this time Father Shi walked into the house and said, "Wei Min is right."

Lin Weimin said again: "Not to mention anything else, how many words can you write just by wasting this time?"

These words reached Shi Tiesheng's heart.

"Then thank you behind closed doors."

Father Shi showed a smile on his face, finally letting go of his worries about his son.

Father Shi went to collect food, and Shi Tiesheng asked Lin Weimin what works he was writing recently.

"I'm still thinking about it, and I have two themes in my mind."

Shi Tiesheng admired Lin Weimin for this. He seemed to never worry about what to write in his mind, but hesitating how to write better.

"I can give you a reference."

"One is about friendship and the other is about love. Which one do you think should be written?"

Shi Tiesheng joked, "Is it like the friendship in "Farewell My Concubine"?"

"Of course not, the friendship this time is very pure."

Shi Tiesheng said with a smile: "I want to see how you write this pure friendship."

"Okay, then write this."

Two college students came out of the alley of Shi Tiesheng's house, still talking about what Lin Weimin said.

"Mr. Lin's lectures are really good, explaining the profound things in a simple way."

"I have decided to write our conversation today into an article and submit it to the school magazine."

Another student clapped his hands and said, "That's a good idea. Teacher Lin's words are thought-provoking. More people of the same age who are at a loss in life should see his teachings."

"Then it's settled, I'll write it when I get back."

After the two finished speaking, they left the alley with excitement.

(End of this chapter)