Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 23 Visiting Xingqing Park

Fang Minghua was working the night shift at six o'clock this afternoon. After lunch at home, Fang Minghua read a book and felt bored. Seeing the beautiful spring outside, he decided to go out for a walk.

I rode my bicycle out of the family courtyard and headed north first to East Street, then all the way east along East Street, passed through the East Gate and left the city, continued eastward, wandered all the way to Xingqing Road, and finally turned to To the south is Xingqing Park.

The entrance fee is five cents, plus two cents for storing the bicycle. Fang Minghua paid and entered through the west gate.

Xingqing Park was the largest park in Xijing City at that time. Although it was not summer yet, there were already vendors selling popsicles on bicycles, as well as wooden guns, balloons and other toys that children liked. What surprised Fang Minghua even more While wandering around, I met a farmer from a suburban county holding a puppy bear for sale by the fountain in the park.

Not juggling but selling!

There are a few calligraphy written crookedly on the cardboard box next to it: asking for 15 yuan.

Many tourists stopped to watch and were amazed. Fang Minghua squeezed in to watch the excitement, secretly wondering.

peat.

Selling national protected wild animals.

But these days, bears don’t seem to be protected animals, right? There are many people selling bear paws and tiger whips on the streets, but I don’t know whether they are real or fake.

But how can I keep this thing after buying it?
  I guess you ate it directly?

There were many people watching, but few asking. Fang Minghua thought it was not interesting after watching it for a while, so he walked forward along the path.

Although today is not the weekend, there are still many tourists inside. Fang Minghua met several groups of girls wearing sweaters and wavy hair. It seemed that they had dressed up carefully before coming to play. They were talking and laughing. They seemed to be from some state-owned commercial company. The collective organizes outings.

There is a jingle in society these days: a flower in a department store (everyone likes to dress up), a doll in a clothing company (first come first served in the nearest building, you can buy fashionable clothes without queuing).

However, the appearance does seem to be above average.

There are also college students there for fun.

Xingqing Park is very close to Jiaotong University and Shaanxi Institute of Technology. There are many college students in the park, men and women, in small groups. Their clothes are relatively simple. The most striking feature is the school emblem on their chests.

Fang Minghua was wandering aimlessly along the path by the lake when he suddenly heard singing from a tape recorder on the lawn not far in front. There was a group of people surrounding him. When he got closer, he saw a few young people dancing inside. disco.

He didn't wear glasses or bell-bottom pants. He was wearing a very ordinary imitation green military uniform or tunic suit, with the school emblem on his chest.

Why are you a student of Western University? Come here to play?

"Hey, what do you think of their dancing?"

"Is it okay? I can't dance, so I don't know much about it."

Fang Minghua suddenly heard several girls next to him talking in low voices. One of the girls had a nice and familiar voice.

He turned around and saw that it was Li Li from the Western University Literary Club.

Li Li also noticed Fang Minghua at this time. Seeing him looking at her, she greeted generously: "Hello!"

"Hello! Are you guys out to play?" Fang Minghua said.

"Yes, there are no classes this afternoon, so a few of our classmates are coming over to play." Li Li replied, then looked at Fang Minghua: "You don't go to work?"

"I'm a guard in a confidential unit and I'm on night shift today." Fang Minghua replied.

I originally wanted to say it was from Yanhe Magazine, but knowing that the girl was a literature lover, I simply said it was from a confidential agency to avoid getting to the bottom of things.

Li Li was a little surprised when she heard that Fang Minghua was the gatekeeper: "Then how do you know so much about literature, and your English foundation is pretty good."

"Just because I am a janitor and have more spare time, I can read more books." Fang Minghua explained: "I also prefer literature."

"Yes, I can see that. And you also signed up for the Chinese correspondence class in our school. You are quite motivated." The girl praised.

Well, this girl is pretty good, at least she doesn’t look down on the profession of doorkeeper.

But what the girl said later made Fang Minghua dumbfounded:
  "Fang Minghua, when we were eating in the cafeteria that time, you said that Gu Cheng wrote a poem: The wind is shaking its leaves/The grass is bearing its seeds/You stand there and say nothing/It is already very beautiful." In the end In which magazine was it published? I looked for many magazines but couldn't find it. "

This girl has such a character to break the casserole and get to the bottom of things?

But how do I know?
  Fang Minghua had no choice but to reply: "I really forgot. So, if I remember it, can I tell you?" That's all.

Li Li nodded.

"Do you like the poems written by Gu Cheng?" Fang Minghua asked casually.

"Yeah, I think the poems he wrote are different from Bei Dao. His poems are bright and pure, focusing on the beautiful, pure and bright things in nature, just like a fairy tale world. Don't you think so?" Li Li looked at Written by Fang Minghua.

"You are right, it is simpler and purer than Bei Dao's poems." Fang Minghua nodded and said.

"So, I guess he is a very simple and kind-hearted poet, and I admire him very much."

is it?

But there is a devil hidden in his heart.

Who would have thought that this seemingly powerless poet would kill his wife?
  Of course, you can’t say this, and no one will believe you if you say it.

But we need to inoculate the girl in front of us.

"Actually, you don't have to admire someone, you just need to like their works - whether they are poets or writers, when you get closer you will find that they are actually very ordinary people."

"Really?" The girl smiled: "Fang Minghua, I found that you are a very confident person."

Just don’t say I’m narcissistic.

At this time, the dancing boy had finished dancing, and the girl with pigtails next to her shouted to Li Li: "Li Li, we are going boating, do you want to go?"

"Oh, I won't go, I'm seasick."

"Okay then, after rowing, we will meet at the park gate and go back."

"Okay, I'll find you then."

"You should be careful alone." The girl with pigtails glanced at Fang Minghua again, and walked towards the ticket office with her friends.

"Are you really seasick?" Fang Minghua was a little curious.

"Why, you don't believe it?"

"Your accent seems to be from Jiangsu and Zhejiang." Fang Minghua explained.

"Does it mean that even southerners can swim and don't get seasick?" the girl asked.

This?
  Fang Minghua was speechless for a moment.

"My grandma's family is in Zhejiang Province, and I grew up in my grandma's house when I was a child." Li Li explained.

It turned out to be the case.

"But you have a nice voice, you can definitely be an announcer."

"Really? Many people say that about me." The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Actually, I can't compare with the announcers on the radio station. They pay attention to correct words and smooth accents. You can also hear it. My accent is... Click on Wuyin.”

"This is good. Didn't Xin Qiji say: "Wu Yin is charming when you are drunk"? There are also Su Dongpo's "Wu Yin is delicate and soft with a child's foolishness, infinite leisure and sorrow are always unknown", they all say that Wu Yin is beautiful."

Li Li laughed after hearing this.

"You know so many poems."

"As I said, I'm a janitor and have a free time at work, so I have nothing to do to read."

"I guess you are the most reading janitor in the world."

This rating is a bit high.

　Thanks to Xiaojian 1989 and Huotian Dayou for their monthly votes.

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)