Chapter 157 156 "The Third Generation Poetry Movement"
"What?"
Fang Minghua was shocked.
“Editor-in-Chief Dong has done a good job, why should we remove him?”
“This was proposed by Old Dong.” President Huang explained.
"Xiao Fang, I'm fifty-five this year. I won't be able to work for more than a few years before I retire. Besides, I'm not in good health. I might as well retire from my position as editor-in-chief as soon as possible and let you young people take over." Dong Mo said.
"But, I am the editor of the novel team, so I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Fang Minghua declined.
"Didn't you write poetry back then? You also won the second prize in the poetry contest held by "Contemporary". Even Shu Ting only won the third prize, which shows that you are still very accomplished in poetry." President Huang said.
"But. But" Fang Minghua was still refusing, and then he heard Dong Mo say: "I have worked in the editorial department of "Yanhe" all my life, and I have mostly dealt with poetry. To be honest, I am more and more interested now. It’s becoming increasingly difficult to understand the poems written by young people nowadays.”
“It’s just the vague poems written by Bei Dao and Gu Cheng, but now the poems written by the “third generation poetry movement” suddenly appeared. It makes me feel baffled, but it is very popular with young people, old people”
Fang Minghua knew that the "third generation poetry movement" mentioned by Dong Mo refers to the poetry created by the "third generation" poets.
The so-called "third generation" poets are a concept defined relative to the first generation from 1949 to 1976 and the second generation of poets represented by Menglong poetry. It generally refers to the sudden rise of poets in the mid-1980s after Menglong poetry. A group of poets who suddenly emerged.
The characteristics of the third generation of poetry are anti-rational, anti-sublime, and anti-heroic tendencies, advocating small people and civilian consciousness; attaching importance to genre and theoretical construction, and with the development of many genres, such as Fei Feiism in Chengdu, Representative figures include Yang Li, Li Yawei, etc.
Representatives of Nanjing's "They Literary Society" include: Han Dong, Yu Jian, etc., as well as Shencheng's "Marine Poetry Group" and "Sichuan Province's Recklessism".
Of course There are also the famous "Three Musketeers of Yan": Haizi, Xichuan and Luo Yihe, but these three are still unknown in the poetry world.
Seeing that Fang Minghua was speechless, President Huang next to him said with a smile: "Xiao Fang, don't you always complain that the novel group is a waste of time in reviewing manuscripts? The poetry group is so simple, just a few lines or a dozen lines. You can glance over it and take a fancy to it. Just publish it, if you don’t like it, go play!”
Hearing President Huang’s sudden swear words, Fang Minghua suddenly laughed.
“Okay, let me give it a try.”
Fang Minghua was appointed as the deputy editor-in-chief of the editorial department of Yanhe magazine and the leader of the poetry and prose group!
The news quickly spread within the unit, and the official appointment document has been sent to the Writers Association for processing.
Some people congratulate and envy.
Is this the youngest deputy editor of a national publication like "Yanhe" in China? Less than 24 years old!
Of course there are also people who are jealous and aggrieved. How come a person who writes novels suddenly joins the poetry and prose group? How can you be so virtuous?
A layman leads an expert?
Someone immediately retorted: Who said people don’t write poetry?
Didn’t he write a few poems at the beginning? And he won an award!
Faced with these discussions, Fang Minghua kept a low profile and declined Bai Miao and others' invitation to treat him.
The official documents haven’t come out yet, so don’t be too showy.
For this reason, Fang Minghua postponed his trip to Yanjing for a while.
At the end of March, the Writers Association's approval was officially issued, Dong Mo gloriously retired to the second line, and Fang Minghua was officially appointed as the deputy editor-in-chief of the editorial department of "Yanhe" magazine and concurrently as the leader of the poetry and prose group.
A treat is indispensable.
My mother at home is even happier. Unfortunately, she lives in the family building of the Planning Commission and doesn’t know many people. She is embarrassed to tell others.
I simply used the excuse of visiting my old neighbor to go to the original Tongzi Building and brag about it.
Song Tangtang is also very happy.
My boyfriend is really becoming more and more promising!
The more I watch, the more I like it.
Hmm. My boyfriend is becoming more and more capable, so I can’t lag behind. Needless to say, dancing in a cultural troupe, it is more important to read and study more to prepare for a career change in the future.
Also, you can finally go to Yanjing to see grandma and grandpa. The old man has urged you several times, so hurry up and bring your partner back for us to see.
Fang Minghua is preparing to go to Yanjing at home. There is one more thing to do, which is to go to Western University tomorrow. Not only to visit his sister, but also to find Chen Ximi, Shi Tiiesheng’s female pen pal. If his future wife needs to bring something to Yanjing, he will definitely go visit Shi Tiesheng this time.
Early the next morning, Fang Minghua rode to the Northwest University campus. Chen Ximi was still in the mathematics department. He approached her and explained her purpose. The girl was a little shy, but she still took out a red wool vest from the dormitory and handed it to Fang Minghua.
"Editor Fang, I knitted a vest for Tie Sheng, but I don't know if it fits or not? This is my first time knitting a sweater or something like that. If I don't knit well, he shouldn't laugh at me. "
"I don't think so." Fang Minghua said with a smile: "It's your intention after all."
Chen Ximi blushed slightly after hearing this, but didn't say much. He took out a letter from the drawer and asked Fang Minghua to take it to Yanjing.
After finishing this matter, Fang Minghua said goodbye and left. Since he came to Xida, he must go and see his sister.
My younger sister, Fang Mingli, is a senior this year and is studying at NPU. However, according to regulations, a graduation internship is still required. Even if she goes to school to intern and teach, the internship place is not far away, at the High School Affiliated to NPU on Youyi West Road.
This middle school is also quite awesome. It is even more famous in later generations than Western Polytechnic University. It is the only middle school sanctioned by the United States. Of course, it is not so famous now.
Fang Minghua found his sister who was carefully correcting her homework in the mathematics teaching and research office when she was not in class, and told her in the corridor that she was going to Yanjing tomorrow and what she had to do at Western University.
"The vest knitted by Teacher Chen? Let me see it." Fang Mingli suddenly became curious, opened the plastic bag and picked up the sweater to look at it carefully.
“My craftsmanship is not very good. Look, the threads are broken here and there is a little bulge here.” The girl curled her lips and said, “I can’t knit well!”
"What do you know? This is someone else's wish!" Fang Minghua was a little dissatisfied.
"Brother, do you mean that Teacher Chen and Shi Tiiesheng are in a relationship?"
Fang Minghua nodded after hearing this.
"Wow, the power of love is really great!" the girl exclaimed.
It is great, but
"Sister, after you enter graduate school, the school stipulates that you can fall in love, but you must be cautious! If there is a suitable one, tell me, I will help you check it!"
"Brother, I don’t want to have a relationship, I want to Establish a career first, then start a family!”
Fang Minghua shook his head, but didn’t say anything.
Although my sister is so stubborn, when true love comes, who can stop it?
The brother and sister chatted for a while, and Fang Mingli said she would have to go to class later. Fang Minghua took out three ten-yuan bills from his wallet and stuffed them into his sister's hand.
"Take it!"
"Brother, I don't want it, I can't even spend all the money."
"Don't say you can't spend all the money, use it to buy a new dress!" Fang Minghua looked serious. .
Why can’t a very beautiful girl dress up properly?
I only wear those two jackets interchangeably in spring and autumn, they are already out of date.
"Okay, I knew you could make a lot of money, brother!" Fang Mingli caught it with a smile.
Take it first and save it
After finishing his business at Western University, Fang Minghua rode back home and boarded the train heading north with Song Tangtang at noon the next day.
(End of this chapter)