Literary Master 1978.

Chapter 76 Do you have this feeling? (90009000 monthly tickets plus more)

Xiaogouzi's family lives in a poor mountain village. His sister has a pair of second-hand sneakers, which were given to her by relatives from the city when they came to visit.

One day he went to retrieve his sister's repaired shoes, but accidentally lost them. Fearing punishment from his parents, he begged his sister to make a deal with him: every day his sister would wear his shoes to school, and then give them to him after school.

Xiaogouzi originally planned to find his shoes, but after trying several times he still couldn't find them. Finally he had to give up and decided to buy a new pair of shoes.

In order to earn money to buy new shoes, he tried to catch fish in the river, but the fish he caught after working hard for half a day were stolen and eaten by his friends.

He went to catch cicadas again, secretly took them to the market to buy them, and was almost caught as a speculator.

After finally getting the money, Xiaogouzi's father, who was working in a construction team in the city during the slack season, was injured. In order to treat his father, Xiaogouzi spent all the money he had earned with great difficulty, and his idea of ​​buying shoes was once again ruined.

Later, Xiaogouzi saw a notice that the commune was holding a long-distance running competition, and one of the prizes happened to be a pair of shoes.

After much effort, Xiaogouzi finally joined the long-distance race, but he was short and couldn't run faster than the older kids. He ran desperately all the way, and all he could see was his sister changing shoes with him after school. Finally, he fell down, and in order to win, he desperately got up and rushed to the finish line, but unfortunately he didn't even make it into the top ten.

While the champion was enjoying the applause and prize of victory, the puppy had tears in his eyes and was full of disappointment.

On the other hand, the recovered father finally received compensation from the construction team, and the first thing he thought of was to buy new shoes for Xiaogouzi and his sister.

The sad puppy returned home and found that his father had bought new shoes for his sister and him.

He took off his worn-out old shoes and soaked his blistered feet in the stream. After washing his feet, he could put on new shoes.

At this time, a small fish swam towards him and circled around his feet.

"Little Shoes" is a film written and directed by Iranian director Majid Majidi. The film was released in 1997 and won several film festival awards, but none of them were heavyweight. The only thing worth mentioning is that it was nominated for the Oscar for Best Foreign Language Film that year.

This film focuses on the whole process of poor children realizing a dream in their own way with a warm gaze. It is full of humanistic care, and precious qualities such as innocence, kindness, friendship and positivity are fully displayed in the film.

Although the film did not achieve any groundbreaking honors that year, it had a profound impact on the development of Iranian and even Asian films in the following thirty years.

It is just like when Zhang Yimou brought "Red Sorghum" to the West Berlin Film Festival and it made a sudden appearance and had a profound impact on the subsequent Chinese film industry.

"The Little Shoes" and its director Majid Majidi also led Iranian films onto a path that focuses on reality and has humanistic concerns. It has emerged as a new force in the world film scene and established its own unique style.

It can be said that the rise of Iranian films in the world film scene after 2010 is inseparable from the influence of the classic film "The Little Shoes".

Lin Chaoyang presented this yet-to-be-released film in the form of text and localized it, retaining the positive and warm style of the original work while injecting the beauty of text into the story, allowing the novel to bloom with unprecedented vitality.

At the end of the novel, when Xiaogouzi finally got the shoes he had always dreamed of, Wu Yingfang couldn't help but burst into tears when she imagined him putting his tender but blistered feet into the clear water.

"Why are you still crying?"

Tao Yushu noticed her abnormality and asked quickly.

Wu Yingfang wiped her tears and cried, "Yushu, you must read Xu Lingjun's new novel, it's so well written!"

"Woo woo! Why is he so sentimental? I didn't even plan on crying!"

The more Wu Yingfang said this, the more she couldn't hold back her tears.

As the novel's effect gradually grew on her, scenes from her own imagination kept flashing through her mind.

A poor family, a child who exchanges shoes with his sister to go to school, a skinny figure running hard for a pair of new shoes...

In fact, Lin Chaoyang did not deliberately sensationalize the novel, but every reader has his or her own thoughts.

The information and emotions conveyed through abstract words are processed by the brain. Although not as direct as images, they are more impactful and unforgettable.

After listening to Wu Yingfang's words, Tao Yushu finally understood that she had cried because of reading the novel.

She looked at Wu Yingfang's expression, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but at the same time, she couldn't help but feel a little proud.

She was the first reader of "Little Shoes" and naturally knew the content of the novel. When she read the manuscript, she couldn't help but shed tears several times.

However, she is different from Wu Yingfang. Apart from being blind in love, she is very rational most of the time and rarely cries over a novel.

The value of "Little Shoes" lies not in its hysterical sadness and unbridled catharsis, but precisely in its positivity, kindness, warmth and humanistic care.

With the poetic treatment of her husband's words, this simple and plain story does not seem thin and boring at all. Instead, it is profound and timeless, filling people's hearts with strength and hope after reading it.

"Okay, okay, stop crying. Your eyes will be swollen if you cry any more. It's just a novel." Tao Yushu comforted.

"What do you mean by just a novel?"

Wu Yingfang was crying and was unhappy to hear this. "Don't talk nonsense if you haven't read the novel. This is not an ordinary novel."

Her eyes were red and she was sniffing. "I tell you, this novel is much better than The Horse Herder. Apart from those famous novels, it is the best novel I have read in the past two years."

"Xu Lingjun...Xu Lingjun..." Wu Yingfang sobbed, "He writes about the countryside better than Zhao Shuli and Shen Congwen!"

Wu Yingfang's words made Tao Yushu feel extremely panicked. "Don't be so exaggerated. If others hear you, not only will they argue with you, but even Xu Lingjun might be criticized."

"Let's argue. The more we argue, the clearer the truth will be! Am I afraid of them? Xu Lingjun writes well!"

As the saying goes, one fan is worth ten haters. Tao Yushu looked at Wu Yingfang's performance at the moment and shook his head speechlessly.

"Okay, let's stop talking about novels. Class is about to start, so let's go."

Tao Yushu urged Wu Yingfang to go to class. While walking, Wu Yingfang said to her, "Yushu, you write such good reviews. You should read "Little Shoes" carefully this time and write a few more reviews for it."

"Well, I will definitely write it when I have time."

Tao Yushu said perfunctorily.

The two of them were walking towards the second floor of the teaching building where the class was about to start. As they were talking, they saw their classmate Hu Heping coming out of the boys' dormitory.

"He Ping, where are you going?" Tao Yushu took the initiative to greet him.

"Yushu! Yingfang! I'm going to attend an event outside the school."

Hu Heping greeted the two and hurriedly passed them on his bicycle, looking very hurried. "Where is he going?" Tao Yushu asked curiously, looking at his back.

The class was about to start, but he didn't even attend it.

"Don't you know? He has been very close to the people from Today recently. I guess he went to participate in Today's activities!" Wu Yingfang said with some envy.

In the past six months, "Today", a folk magazine founded by a group of poets and college students, has created a huge influence in major universities in Yenching University and is widely popular among students. Many people are proud to have interacted with the founding team of "Today" and to participate in the activities of "Today".

It would be even better if one of my works could be published in Today.

Wu Yingfang was right. Hu Heping has been very close to the people from Today recently. He skipped class today in order to participate in today's event.

He left the gate of Yanshi University and walked all the way to Dongsishitiao Hutong, turned around a building, walked through a narrow corridor, turned around a courtyard, and finally came to a large compound.

This is the home of Zhao Zhenkai, one of the founders and soul of Today, and the place where the editorial department and authors of Today gather on a daily basis.

Today's gathering is a poetry discussion. Hu Heping started contributing to Today two months ago. Although his works have never been accepted, he has gradually become familiar with the people at Today. He came here today at the invitation of Yang Lian.

Zhao Zhenkai's yard is a yard within a yard, and the layout of the large compound is a bit messy. It is already three o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is gradually setting, and there is no direct sunlight. More than twenty young people have gathered in the yard, exuding a mysterious and solemn atmosphere.

The discussion was held in a large room next to the main house. Zhao Zhenkai presided over the meeting. This was the first time Hu Heping met Zhao Zhenkai in person, and he was extremely excited.

Not only Zhao Zhenkai, there are also several very famous poets in Yanjing here today. Most of them are young men, some are workers, some are college students. Everyone has different identities, but they all gather here because of their love of poetry.

Listening to everyone's self-introductions, Hu Heping felt his blood boiling.

The meeting was chaired by Zhao Zhenkai. Unlike the passionate atmosphere imagined, the atmosphere of the discussion was a bit depressing. Today was both a discussion and an appreciation meeting. Everyone has their own cultural background and way of understanding, and naturally their understanding and expression of poetry are different, so it is inevitable that there will be arguments.

In less than half an hour, the room was filled with quarrels. Several female comrades who attended the meeting were also choked by the smoke in the room and complained, so Zhao Zhenkai had to announce a temporary break.

A group of people came to the yard to get some fresh air, scattered around in groups of three or four.

Hu Heping was familiar with Yang Lian. He stood beside Yang Lian and watched him chatting with someone. Hu Heping remembered that the female student who was chatting with Yang Lian introduced herself as being from Yanjing University.

"…The imagery in your poem is too abstract. As a poet, I can certainly understand it. But readers rely entirely on their imagination and aesthetics of the words to understand the poem. I feel that this is not conducive to the spread of poetry."

Faced with the girl's denial, Yang Lian kept smoking. After he finished the cigarette, he slowly spoke.

“I think the imagery or symbols in poetry are actually expanding its boundaries, as well as the boundaries of human thinking and feelings, which will greatly enhance our aesthetic space when appreciating art.

If, as you said, we simply make some simple processing just to accommodate the readers, I think that will be detrimental to the development of poetry.

When we write new poetry, we are not only conveying a new creative concept, but also determining a new value concept.

We no longer want the false and empty things of the past, but want to write about and praise people as human beings.

People should not wait for salvation like a blade of grass, nor should they be driven by history like a screw.

Poetry is poetry. Compared with the past, we are more pursuing its own meaning and the beauty it can bring to readers, rather than the layer of things attached to it.

Poetry should be like poetry and have poetic meaning! "

Yang Lian's tone was not passionate, but it easily conquered the girl's desire to win. She looked at Yang Lian with a bit of admiration and respect unconsciously.

At this time, the girl with pigtails next to her said, "Hey, have you read the Yanjing Literature and Art magazine that came out today?"

The girl with pigtails suddenly mentioned Yanjing Literature and Art, which was quite a digression, but Yang Lian still replied, "I haven't read it. What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Xu Lingjun has just published a novel, and I just want to hear your opinion on it."

Yang Lian shook his head. It was not convenient for him to comment on something he had not seen before.

The pigtailed girl's words gave Hu Heping an opportunity to join in the conversation. "Is it the movie 'Little Shoes'?"

"Yes, have you seen it?" the girl with pigtails asked him.

"I haven't finished it, I've only read half of it." Hu Heping replied truthfully.

"what do you think?"

Faced with the girl's question, Hu Heping hesitated for a while before saying, "I haven't finished reading the novel yet, so I can't give a final evaluation. I can only talk about my feelings so far."

He gave a premise, and when he saw that no one said anything and just looked at him, he continued talking.

"From a literary perspective, I think Xu Lingjun's performance in this novel has improved somewhat compared to The Horse Herder. In his writing, the impoverished rural life seems to have a bit more poetry.

Moreover, I can clearly feel the positive and warm atmosphere created by his writing. The last time I was so touched by the content of local literature was when I read Shen Congwen's works.

Let’s talk about Xu Lingjun’s story. Although everyone says that “The Shepherd” is scar literature, I somewhat disagree.

His personal style is very distinctive, and this time's "Little Shoes" and "The Shepherd" are similar in some aspects.

They all have a spirit of not giving up, being able to be positive and optimistic despite being in difficult situations. It is very inspiring and I always feel a sense of power after reading the novel!"

After Hu Heping finished speaking, he looked at everyone with some uncertainty, "These are just my personal opinions, and I don't know if they are right or not. I welcome your criticism and correction."

The girl with pigtails asked bluntly, "Then do you think his stuff has a sense of preaching and hypocrisy?"

When she asked this question, Hu Heping looked a little surprised.

Did this girl have any grudge against Xu Lingjun? She put such a big accusation on him right away.

While Hu Heping was hesitating, the girl next to him pulled the girl with pigtails.

"Jianying, be careful."

"It's okay, it's just a discussion!"

Cha Jianying looked at Hu Heping and asked, "Do you feel this way?"

(End of this chapter)