The literary era since 1979

Chapter 69 You always come up with something new for me
"Love Life", as expected, became popular on West Chang'an Avenue and reached the editorial department of "Yenching Literature".

When people heard the poet's name was "Yan Zi", it was hard not to associate it with Fang Yan. Under "severe torture", Fang Yan had to confess.

"Good for you, Yanzi!"

Li Yue laughed and scolded: "If you hadn't been exposed at Yan University this time, I really wouldn't have known that you were so good at writing poetry."

"Teacher Li is right!"

Huang Zhongguo, Ji Xiuying and others wanted to watch the fun and joined in the commotion. Wang Jie went even further and joined the attacking army.

"No wonder your spy novels are so exciting. You are just like Qian Zhijiang. You are really good at hiding things!"

"It's a good thing you didn't describe me as a hidden agent."

Dialect is spoken in a joking tone.

"Hahaha!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone burst into laughter.

"It is absolutely unfair to say that I am hiding my incompetence."

"I really only know a little bit about poetry."

Fangyan spread out his thumb and index finger, leaving a small gap between the two fingers.

Chinese literature and art in the 1980s, 1990s and 2000s was still in the recovery stage, and things that were easy to understand were relatively easier to become popular.

It's like I stepped on the right vent and took off directly!
In addition to "the first person in reflective literature", "Shen Yanbing's last disciple", and "the founder of spy war literature", he may have another title.

"poet".

"Don't be so modest. Although your poem is not as technically advanced as Misty Poetry, it is valuable in spirit."

Li Yue said: "Striving to be positive and upbeat, I think these are exactly the strengths that should be passed on to the youth of today."

"However, there are still many people who belittle the value of Yanzi's poem, thinking that it is not a poem at all. How despicable!"

Wang Jie curled her lips and spoke up for the dialect.

"It's not worth it. Calm down."

Fang Yan Wusui said: "I have always believed that there are only two standards for testing poetry, or even literary works, one is time, and the other is readers. I believe that time and readers will verify everything."

"There's nothing wrong with Yanzi's standard!"

Li Yue slammed the table and said, "Many poets laugh at Yan Zi's poems, but perhaps in ten or twenty years, the poem that will be preserved will be Yan Zi's "Love Life."

Ji Xiuying and others all agreed and encouraged the use of dialects.

Just then, the phone in the editorial office rang.

It turned out to be Shen Shuang calling. Shen Yanbing asked Fang Yan to come home, so he got on his bike and headed straight to Houyuanensi Hutong.

I saw two unfamiliar faces sitting on the stone bench in the small garden. One of them was wearing glasses, had gray hair, sparse eyebrows, many age spots under his eyelids, and a kind smile on his face.

The middle-aged man next to him was calm and reserved, with bright eyes.

"Light Year, let me introduce you."

Shen Yanbing lay on the rattan chair and said casually, "He may be the last disciple I accept, Fang Yan."

"Hello sir."

Fangyan bowed politely.

Most of the time, a master’s friends are also masters.

As expected, the old man in front of him was the current editor-in-chief of People's Literature and the secretary of the Writers Association, Zhang Guangnian.

His achievements in literature are also remarkable.

"Yellow River Cantata" is a song cycle with the theme of "The wind is roaring, the horses are neighing, the Yellow River is roaring, the Yellow River is roaring." The poems in the eight movements were all written by him.

Pen name: Guang Weiran.

In the poetry world, he is also a great figure who is as famous as Zang Kejia and others.

"This is Liu Jianqing."

Zhang Guangnian introduced Fangyan: "He is the director of the Literary Criticism Department. He was the author of the review of your article The Horse Herder by People's Literature last year." "Hello, Mr. Liu."

Fangyan greeted respectfully.

Obviously, he came here for "The Rise of the Qin Empire".

"I heard from Teacher Liu that you have recently become famous at Yenching University. You have published a new type of poetry that is completely different from Misty Poetry. Students from various universities are reciting, copying, and debating it."

Zhang Guangnian stared at him with admiration.

"You know that, too!"

Dialects have a kind of accidental vest being stripped off.

"There's such a thing? What kind of poem?"

Shen Yanbing became interested.

After Fangyan recited it on the spot, Zhang Guangnian and Shen Yanbing discussed it with him with great interest and gradually opened up the conversation.

If we really talk about it, Fang Yan and Zhang Guangnian can be considered brothers. After all, Zhang Guangnian can also be considered a student of Shen Yanbing.

They had a close relationship to begin with, and now because they were both "poets", the distance between them was shortened and they became even closer.

In Fangyan, Zhang Guangnian is called "Senior Brother Zhang", and Zhang Guangnian can call Fangyan "Junior Brother", and they are on very friendly terms with each other.

Of course, this is only true when the two of them are in private.

In public occasions, you still have to refer to your position!

"It's a very novel lyrical style, like a breath of fresh air. No wonder so many people are following this poem."

Zhang Guangnian couldn't help but sigh.

"Literature is like looking at a mountain, you don't like flatness; poetry requires twists and turns. His style of writing is straightforward and easy to understand, so there are admirers. I'm afraid there are no fewer critics than those who write obscure poems."

Shen Yanbing glanced at him meaningfully.

"Mr. Mao is overthinking."

Zhang Guangnian smiled and said: "Xiao Fang's poems can hardly be called the pinnacle of poetry art, but they are full of youthful vigor, full of ideals and aspirations for the future, and are deeply loved by young readers..."

Looking left and then right, Fangyan could hear the hidden meaning in their words. Shen Yanbing was afraid that he would suffer a loss and be besieged and criticized by the decent poetry community like the Misty Poets, so he secretly protected his son.

"Yes, Mr. Ai also listened to Xiao Fang's poems not long ago and gave them a good review, saying that the colloquial style of the poems was like his!"

Liu Jianqing took over the conversation and brought up Ai Qing.

"This poem is indeed in Brother Ai's style. Whenever we discuss poetry, he always says, 'It's good enough if the poem is easy to read and sounds harmonious.'" Shen Yanbing smiled and rolled his eyes at Fangyan, "You, you always come up with some surprises for me."

"teacher."

Fangyan was moved and told the whole story.

"I have an impression of the publication 'Unnamed Lake'."

Shen Yanbing smiled with satisfaction, "That's good. I wrote the inscription when the magazine was first published, and when it was discontinued, you, as his disciple, were asked to finish it. This can be considered as a remedy." Then he patted him on the shoulder, "You did a good job on this matter."

Fang Yan said: "Hehe, the original intention of writing this poem is to comfort and encourage these students. Although the poetry magazine has been discontinued, their career as poets has not ended. Don't be discouraged, cheer up, poetry and life are waiting for them in the distance."

"well done!"

Zhang Guangnian laughed out loud: "Xiao Fang's kind gesture not only promotes the new style of colloquialism, but also injects new vitality into the entire poetry world. This is what it should look like when a hundred flowers bloom. A single flower does not make spring, but a garden full of thousands of flowers does."

"You flatter me."

Fang Yan smiled and said, "I didn't expect things to turn out like this. At the time, all I could think about was how to convey positive energy to them."

"positive energy!?"

Zhang Guangnian and Shen Yanbing looked at each other, savored it, and felt that this strange yet smooth word was very strange.

Right now, the "Five Stresses, Four Beauties and Three Pursuits" are being promoted nationwide, which is equivalent to the "Eight Honors and Eight Chis" and "Promoting Civilization and Setting New Trends" in later generations. The word positive energy feels just right!

Xiao Fang, tell me more about this “positive energy”!
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(End of this chapter)