Back to 80: My literary life.

Chapter 729 728 "Minghua, are you coming out?"

"Minghua!"

Xichuan also saw Fang Minghua and greeted him.

"Xichuan, long time no see. Are you in Xijing on a business trip?" Fang Minghua asked with a smile.

"Yes, I went to the Xijing Academy of Fine Arts to do some business. After I was done, I wanted to come and see you. I just went to your Writers Association and heard that you were not there, so I came to your house to find you." Xichuan said.

"I usually don't go to work if I have nothing to do. Let's go to my house and talk." Fang Minghua greeted warmly.

Xichuan followed Fang Minghua to his home, and the two drank tea and chatted in the living room.

"Xichuan, you're no longer a journalist, so you're going to teach at the Central Academy of Fine Arts?" Fang Minghua asked.

"Yes, being a reporter is too tiring, and my personality is not suitable for running around outside. CAFA was short of English teachers, and I studied English at Yanda, so I went there since my wife was teaching there too," Xichuan explained.

Xichuan’s daughter-in-law is Jiang Jie. After graduating from CAFA, she stayed on to teach at the school and is a sculptor.

"Now, Haizi and I have returned to school. I teach English and he continues to teach his aesthetics," Xichuan said finally.

In 92, Haizi completed three years of treatment at the Yanjing No. Welfare Home and was finally discharged to start an ordinary life.

Last year, he was invited by Capital Normal University to give lectures, not on literature and poetry but on his old profession - aesthetics.

After graduating from Yanjing University, Haizi was directly assigned to the Philosophy Teaching and Research Department of China University of Political Science and Law to teach aesthetics, which was also his main job.

"How is Haizi's health now?" This is the question that Fang Minghua cares most about.

"It's OK. I haven't had another attack since I was discharged from the hospital, and the dosage of the medicine has been gradually reduced. The doctor said that if I continue like this, I can stop taking the medicine in another six months." Nishikawa replied.

"That's great!"

Fang Minghua was very happy to hear this. It was the best thing that Haizi could return to a normal life.

"Oh, by the way, Haizi got married during the Chinese New Year last year."

"Getting married? Why didn't you tell me? I want to go to the wedding to have a drink, too." Fang Minghua was very surprised.

"Didn't you go abroad? I only found out after I called your workplace." Xichuan said:
"The girl was from Yanjing and was a nurse in a hospital. She liked Haizi's poems at first, and later she thought he was a good person. They dated for a while and then got married."

"This is a big happy event." Fang Minghua was very happy: "No, I will go to Yanjing that day and find them to drink this wedding wine!"

"Welcome, welcome. He now lives near Shichahai. The girl's parents have a courtyard house, and they only have this one daughter, so they will live there after they get married.

What the hell!

He married a girl and got a courtyard house. He is simply a winner in life.

However, Haizi won the Best Poetry Collection Award at the first World Chinese Literature Award, and his poems became a hot seller in society, earning him a lot of royalties.

You can't buy a courtyard house, but you can still buy a house in Yanjing like Yu Hua.

"But Haizi seldom writes poetry now. Apart from teaching, he usually writes some theoretical things about poetry. Alas," Xichuan sighed at the end.

This is the side effect of the drug. It killed the talent of a talented poet.

Fang Minghua didn't feel much regret: "Writing poetry theory is not bad. Even if he doesn't write poetry now, the things he published before are enough to prove that he is an excellent poet!"

This is true.
Nishikawa nodded.

Suddenly he looked at Fang Minghua and said, "Minghua, why don't you come out?"

"Get out of the mountain?"

Fang Minghua was confused by Xichuan's words.

"I'm not one of those masters in martial arts novels who retire from martial arts. Why would I leave?"

"I mean poetry. I hope you can pay attention to the poetry world like you did twelve years ago when you were the deputy editor-in-chief of Yanhe magazine in charge of poetry," said Xichuan.

oh.
That was in 84. After Fang Minghua became the deputy editor-in-chief of "Yanhe", he published a special issue of "College Student Poetry", which published excellent poems by a large number of young poets including Haizi and Zhang Zao, and caused a great response in the poetry world.

Later, every issue of "Yanhe" would publish some excellent poems, most of which were written by young poets who had just emerged.

More importantly, he was clearly opposed to oral poetry at the time, and had a public debate with Shang Zhongmin, one of the representatives of the "Third Generation Poetry Movement" at Northwest University. After that, he published several articles on poetry, systematically expounding his modern poetry ideas, which had a great influence in the poetry world.

However, after he was promoted to the chief editor of Yanhe, he focused more on avant-garde novels. In addition to writing his own, he also wrote some theoretical articles on avant-garde literature. He gradually faded away in the poetry world and his traces were rarely seen, so Xichuan said this again.

"Minghua, you can see that there is a heated debate in the poetry world right now. The "folk writing" advocated by Yu Jian, Han Dong and others is diametrically opposed to the "intellectual writing" position that Haizi, Tang Xiaodu, Chen Dongdong and others insist on."

Xichuan continued: “I think it is actually a continuation of the debate between the third generation poetry movement in the mid-1980s and the Misty Poets such as Bei Dao and Shu Ting at that time.”

Fang Minghua nodded.

Nishikawa does have some truth to it.

The backbone of the "folk writing" is the active members of the "third generation poetry movement", Yu Jian, Han Dong, Xu Jiang. They always insist on writing in colloquial language. Only the large number of poets in Sichuan Province, such as Shang Zhongmin, Hu Dong, and Wan Xia, are missing.
On the "intellectual writing" side, Xichuan, Haizi, and Chen Dongdong have inherited more of the poetic concepts of the Misty Poets headed by Bei Dao and Shu Ting.

but
It is now the mid-1990s, and poetry is beginning to lose the rich nutrient-rich soil of the 1980s.

Fang Minghua did not answer the question directly, but said: "Xichuan, before I went to the United States and returned to China, I was invited to attend a poetry salon in San Francisco. The participants were all post-Chinese poets and writers who now live in the United States, such as Bei Dao, Yang Lian, Duo Duo, Huang Xiang, Zhai Yongming, Ouyang Jianghe. There are also writers Zha Jianying, Yan Geling, editor Li Tuo, etc."

Hearing Fang Minghua slowly say the names of these people, Xichuan couldn't help but widen his eyes.

These were once influential figures in the domestic poetry scene, and some of them were even his idols.

"The issue we discussed at the time was that foreign poetry was still popular, but domestic poetry was declining. What exactly was the problem?"

Fang Minghua recalled everyone's speeches at that time, and Xichuan listened carefully.

These poets, who have gone abroad but are always keeping an eye on the developments in the domestic poetry scene, do make very sharp remarks.

Perhaps this is the reason why it is said that a bystander sees more clearly than a participant.

"Minghua, did you speak? What did you say?" Xichuan asked.

(End of this chapter)