Back to 80: My literary life

Chapter 6 Lecture at the Literary Club
  It was another weekend. Fang Minghua came home from get off work. His sister Fang Mingli had come back from school and was helping her mother roll out the dough. When she saw him, she immediately said:
  "Brother, our school will hold the correspondence course admissions examination tomorrow morning. You must participate on time. This is the admission ticket. I got it for you."

Just two weeks ago, Fang Minghua went to Western University with a letter of introduction from his employer and successfully signed up for a Chinese correspondence class. Due to the overwhelming number of applications, the number of places was limited, so he had to take an entrance exam.

Fang Minghua took it and looked at it: there was a math test in the morning and a Chinese test in the afternoon. The test time was two hours each.

"Okay, I'll go on time."

"I also have to go to school tomorrow morning to attend classes and participate in literary club activities. Let's go together." Fang Mingli added.

So busy?
  In Fang Minghua's impression, since he went to college, his younger sister has spent one day off every week busy and does not seem to feel tired.

Early the next morning, the brother and sister got up early and packed on the bus to rush to school. Fang Mingli went to class, and Fang Minghua went to the examination room to take the exam.

Whether it is Chinese or mathematics, they are basically based on junior high school or even elementary school knowledge. It is not difficult for him, especially Chinese in the afternoon. He handed in the two-hour test in one hour and left.

After leaving the examination room, Fang Minghua was going to say hello to his sister and then go home.

Fang Mingli attended a lecture by the literary club. Fang Minghua followed the address mentioned by her sister during lunch and found the lecture activity of the literary club in a lecture theater on the second floor of the teaching building.

Fang Minghua stood outside the corridor and looked through the window. There were hundreds of people inside, listening to a female student on the podium explaining modern poetry.

Today we are talking about "To the Oak" by Shu Ting

"The whole poem uses the lyrical theme "kapok" to make a sincere confession to the "oak tree", personifying and spiritualizing the two, making these two central images shine with the light of thought and aesthetics from the outside to the inside."

The girl's voice is very good, with rhythm and rhythm, and it sounds very charming.

Fang Minghua looked carefully again. He had seen this girl before.

It turned out that the girl who recited this poem on the lawn when she came to Western University last time was wearing a thin turtleneck white woolen sweater today, with bright eyes and white teeth.

The name seems to be Li Li?
  Fang Minghua remembered what his sister had said.

At this time, he also saw Fang Mingli sitting in the front row and listening carefully to the lecture. When he saw his sister paying attention to him, he made a gesture that meant I was going home after the exam.

But Fang Mingli waved and pointed to an empty seat next to her, signaling for him to come in and listen.

What's so good about this?

Fang Minghua made another gesture to leave, but his sister's eyes were very stubborn.

Forget it, there's nothing to do if you go back, so just go in and listen.

Fang Minghua ducked into the classroom and slipped into the classroom. Li Li on the podium glanced at Fang Minghua and continued her speech without saying anything:

"Shu Ting expresses in this poem that love should be equal, shared, and coexisting. Love should be based on a common cause and destiny, independent and affectionate.
  I think this should also be the view of love that our young people in the 1980s should have! "

"clap clap"

There was warm applause in the classroom, and the sister sitting next to her clapped her hands vigorously, her little face flushed with excitement.

Fang Minghua also clapped. He also admired Shu Ting's poem very much. It reminded him of a song "Love Song 1980" written by Luo Dayou, which once contained such lyrics.

You don't belong to me/I don't own you either
  girl no one in the world has the right to possess

The same wonderful thing.

There is also a girl whose voice is really nice, soft, and even has a bit of a lolita flavor.

This reminds Fang Minghua of the voice of Sakura Tange's voice in the Japanese anime "Cardcaptor Sakura".

After the applause ended, Li Li on the stage paused and continued: "After appreciating Shu Ting's "To the Oak", let's enjoy another short poem." After saying that, he turned around and picked up the chalk on the blackboard. Write a few lines of beautiful handwriting.

Fang Minghua took a look.

Hey, isn't this the song "Spring"?

"This is a short poem published in the latest issue of Yanhe magazine. It was written by an author named Minghua."

Li Li turned around and looked at everyone: "This poem is very short, but it is beautifully written. I like it very much. When I first read it, I felt that the water was flowing happily in spring, the flowers, plants and trees were flourishing, and the spring breeze was very pleasant, but everything Not as good as you, a beautiful girl and the woman the poet admires in his heart.

"Read this poem again and understand it from another perspective. Even though it is the spring water and spring forest that everyone praises, even though it is the spring breeze that people in the world look forward to, it is not as beautiful as you."

After reading this poem for the third time, I feel that the love in this poem is not limited to the love between men and women, but through the love between men and women, it moves towards a broader and broader love."

Fang Minghua couldn't help but laugh when he heard the girl on the podium talking endlessly about "first reading", "second reading" and "third reading".

How can it be so complicated?

This poem is indeed beautifully written, but Feng Tang, an old sepi, would think so complicated.

Look at his own translation of Rabindranath Tagore's "The Birds", which is full of hormones and eye-opening.

Some people even pointed out that the "spring breeze" in this poem refers to the "heroic wind" of men.

The smile of Fang Minghua, who was sitting in the front row, happened to be seen by Li Li on the podium. She frowned slightly and suddenly said: "This classmate, do you have any different feelings about this poem? It's you!"

I?
  When Fang Minghua saw the other party pointing at him, he realized that he was being asked to get up to speak. He had no choice but to stand up and explain: "Classmate, I am not a member of your literary club. I am here to listen."

Oh.
  Li Li remembered that not long ago, on the lawn, when Li Jianjun from the University of Technology came over to read the poem he had written, this young man was standing on the edge.

He said he was neither from the University of Technology nor the University of Western China.

"It doesn't matter. Since you are sitting in this classroom, it means that you also like literature and poetry. We can all discuss and communicate."

Communicate here?
  That you think too much and over-interpret the meaning of the poem?
  In fact, this is a common problem in Chinese language teaching in China. An article always contains the general idea and central idea of ​​the paragraph, embodying and reflecting something.

Especially poetry. In fact, when poets write poems, why do they think so much?

But wouldn’t it be disrespectful to the girl to say this?

Really unnecessary.

So he said: "I think what you said is very good, very good. I was deeply inspired by it."

Really?
  Li Li on the stage was a little skeptical, because she felt that the boy's smile seemed a little "malicious", and she obviously disagreed with her statement.

Duplicity.

But others said that your speech was very good, and I couldn’t say anything more, so I continued to speak.

Fang Minghua listened carefully, but the content was not very good.

But the girl’s voice is nice.

And it’s also good-looking.

(End of this chapter)