Before graduating from high school, I didn’t have a smart phone, and I lived in the county
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I like this translation very much
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I have described a scene many times in recent years, that is, during the self-study period of senior three, I often sneak behind the school gymnasium
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I was there to do the title, write the novel, in a daze
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You describe all these with deep, quiet, modest sincerity, and express yourself with the things around you, the pictures in your dreams, and the objects in your memories Try to pick up the moving past that has been depressed for a long time; your personality will gradually be fixed, and your loneliness will gradually expand into a hazy living room, and the noise of others will only pass by from afar
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When I make a mistake about something in my mother’s eyes, she occasionally says that she regrets that I read too many books (but I didn’t read too many books, otherwise things might get out of control)
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Now, in my second year of work, I finally feel a kind of urgency
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Or to write, at least to maintain a state of preparation to write, in the hazy to build a chat to comfort the living room
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In this way, there are too many uncertainties and powerlessness
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Only when I am really stimulated, I will write, because besides, I don’t know the significance of my vulgar writing method in daily life
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At that time, if I asked myself, “do I have to write?” The answer is likely to be a simple yes
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Rilke instructs young students who want to be poets: “you have to practice as a human being to say what you see, experience, love and lose You describe your sorrow and desire, your passing thoughts and your belief in a certain kind of beauty
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After the tower of Babel, human beings should no longer fantasize about the sky
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Reading may be for leisure, interest, fame and wealth, but writing, especially writing poetry, must be a road of adventure and sacrifice
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What is a spiral? The earth is round, and the top and bottom are opposite directions
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On the other hand, writing brings people a lot of pain and self doubt
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Note: This article was first published on November 18, 2020
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It can be imagined that poems not belonging to genius are difficult to move real poets, but the doubts and explanations of young people are always able to
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In a sense, I stopped in an old era, looked around, and made a calm and conclusive statement in geometry and political books – “history always twists and turns forward, spiraling up” – to build a suffocating wall
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A few days ago, when I was cleaning up my computer files, I found a folder called “trial and error notes”, which contained less than 10MB of contributions, essays, early unfinished novels, intermittent excerpts, and even endless letters since the University
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The official account was modified and reissued in the course of exploring the usage of the public number.
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Su Shi’s writing of “the beginning of life’s literacy and hardship” certainly has the arrogance of intellectuals, but it can be regarded as the truth and the voice of the heart
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When you know how well your friends write, sometimes you will feel “I don’t have to” and lose your voice
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“Whoever has no house at this time will not have to build.” But you can still wake up and wander
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In modern society, it is very easy to give up writing, because there are not many quiet hours left at night
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I read this passage once when I was in University and read it several times when I was in graduate school
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What I have and can evoke is these placid wrinkles on the way
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It needs to strip away the self cover to seek the truth, but when it holds this truth out, it inevitably needs to whitewash it for the sake of posture and concern
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People who have never seen the world look at the mountains like waves and feel that the distance and the future should be like this, wide, calm and sad
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Social networks give people a lot of peer pressure
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But I’ve been writing very little
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From waking up to touch the mobile phone to watch the excitement, people who don’t know their faces share a kind of blatant boredom
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Our road is only from here to there, sometimes turning back to the original position
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If there is no record, it is equivalent to no occurrence
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I don’t need to imagine a kind of unknown vastness any more
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I have to admit that the “distance and future” that I once placed outside the pass of the mountain has been unconsciously laid out at my feet
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The high school is built on the mountain, from which you can see the entrance and exit of the county highway
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In 1903, Frans cabs, a student of an Army School in Vienna, sent a letter to his alumnus, Rilke, asking for advice on poetry, and attached some self confessions that he had never made such a confession to a second person before or after
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It rained all day in late autumn, and there will be early snow tomorrow
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” Feng Zhi’s use of the word “Yuanren” in his translation is probably coined, but it is very appropriate
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Rilke’s reply gave the most practical advice: “ask yourself in the deepest and quietest hours of the night: do I have to write?” If the answer is a strong and simple yes, then, “build your life according to this need.” Why is this suggestion the most practical? Because “maybe after some exploration to yourself and loneliness, you will stop to be a poet.”
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