Chapter 197 The Roots of Literature
Even if a day has passed, the enthusiasm for discussion of the "Zhou Qin Revolution" remains high.
Readers in eastern Guangdong are eagerly looking forward to the "changes in the Tang and Song Dynasties" and "changes in ancient and modern times" that have not been mentioned. Finally, after thousands of calls, "Pengcheng Special Zone News" took the lead Locally reported on Dialect’s second literary lecture in Shekou, focusing on “Changes in Ancient and Modern Times.”
This leads to the concept of "closing the country in isolation".
If the subject of the first lecture is "reform", then the subject of the second lecture is "opening up".
The two literary lectures before and after completely ignited Shekou, and the fire quickly spread from Shekou to Pengcheng, Guancheng and other places.
As the provincial capital, Yangcheng is even more popular. Although there is no dialect, there are already legends about him.
When he received the news that Fang Yan was coming back from Shekou, Han Yuemin immediately informed "Flower City".
The entire editorial department was moved by the news. Fan Hansheng took Lin Xianzhi and others and ran to the dock to greet them.
I saw not only Fang Yan but also Yuan Geng and his party getting off the boat. They were facing the wind, holding hands and shaking vigorously.
"Xiao Fang, if you have a chance in the future, please come to Shekou again and give us more literary lectures."
"Of course, Mr. Yuan!"
Fang Yan promised categorically. .
Yuan Geng patted his shoulder and left with his subordinates.
Watching them drifting away, Han Yuemin stepped forward and upon asking, he found out that Yuan Geng was coming to Yangcheng for a meeting and happened to drop by to see him off.
"Teacher Fang, congratulations on the complete success of your literature lecture in Shekou!" Fan Hansheng and others' faces were filled with enthusiasm.
"Although this is quite presumptuous, I still want to say it."
Lin Xianzhi hesitated: "Teacher Fang, can the content of your speech at the literature lecture make us "Flower City" "Published?"
Fang Yan could see the expectation in his eyes and nodded lightly.
Since you plead so sincerely, then I will mercifully agree.
"Thank you, Teacher Fang!"
Everyone was as happy as if they had dug gold.
Fang Yan’s gratitude to them can be fully felt from the fact that the royalties are paid according to the highest standards stipulated.
At this moment, Han Yuemin lowered his voice and said: "Yanzi, we no longer live in Yangcheng Restaurant, we have changed the place."
Fang Yan asked in surprise, "Where is the change?"< br>
"Rongyuan Building."
Fan Hansheng explained that when the newspaper reported it at length, the superiors directly arranged for him to go to the government guest house.
Fang Yan smiled and said nothing, and did not ask for details, but wanted to go back to the guest house to rest as soon as possible.
"Teacher Fang should really take a good rest and recuperate."
Fan Hansheng said: "The students in the novel creation class were very excited when they heard that you would come to give lectures. They asked us many questions. A dozen times.”
"Then let's do it tomorrow."
Fang Yan smiled.
The dignified young general must strengthen the literary Cantonese army!
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The summer novel writing class of "Flower City" starts in July and lasts for two months.
In terms of the length of the entire semester, it is incomparable to literature lectures, and in terms of the number of people, there are nearly half fewer people.
In the classroom, sitting are writers such as Chen Guokai, Kong Jiesheng, Zhang Xin, etc., all rising stars in the literary world of eastern Guangdong.
When Dialect appeared in front of them, they were all surprised, happy, and emotional.
"Teacher Fang, your two lectures really benefited me a lot."
"Yes, it would have been great if I could have been there at that time."
"Can you please tell me more about the 'Changes between Zhou and Qin' and 'Changes between Ancient and Modern Times'?"
"..."
With all the talk and noisy voices, Fan Hansheng pressed his hand. , asking to keep the classroom quiet.
Fang Yan stood on the podium and did not start speaking immediately. Instead, he asked the students to introduce themselves one by one from left to right and from front to back.
Especially, focus on introducing your own masterpieces.
One after another, most of them are scar literature and reflection literature, with few on reform, love, country, etc.
Lin Xianzhi was sitting at the door of the classroom, listening with paper and pen in hand. He saw that the dialect still did not enter the topic, but was like a common chat, communicating with students of various literary genres about current literary trends and future trends. literary direction. As the discussion deepened, the students chatted happily, but Fang Yan's face obviously darkened.
“Although I gained a lot from my discussion with you, I still feel a little disappointed.”
“You are obviously sitting on a golden mountain, but you are carrying I really can’t understand why I’m begging for a golden rice bowl.”
"Golden mountain? Golden rice bowl?"
Chen Guokai, Guo Xiaodong and others looked at each other.
Kong Jiesheng said unconvinced: "Teacher Fang, I don't understand what you mean?"
"What I hear from you is scar literature, reflective literature, and reform literature. ..."
Fang Yan changed the subject, "But I have never heard a single bit of local literature from eastern Guangdong."
As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, and they were completely confused about the meaning of "Eastern Guangdong native literature".
“Just like what I wrote about "The Mountains, People, and Dogs", it contains the customs and customs of western Hunan."
""A Bite of China" is also mixed with the flavor of Beijing. Hutong culture, as well as the regional characteristics of major cuisines. ”
“Literature is human literature, people have ‘roots’, and literature also has ‘roots’.”
Dialect Scan. He walked around with a serious look on his face.
"Root!?"
Fan Hansheng shivered. Most of the students in his sight were startled at first, and then fell into deep thought.
Lin Xianzhi's eyes were full of passion, "Teacher Fang, does the 'root' you are talking about refer to regionality?"
"This is only in a narrow sense, but it can get even bigger. It is said that it is the tradition of the entire Chinese nation Culture!"
Dialect said: "The 'roots' of literature must be deeply rooted in the soil of the entire region and national culture of China. If the roots are not deep, the leaves will not flourish, and if there are no roots, it will be rootless. Zhi Ping ”
Then he looked around and said, "Students, do you have roots?"
"Yes, of course!"
Kong Jiesheng was the first to stand up and said, "Hometown is his roots." Chen Guokai and others People followed closely behind, and their answers were almost the same.
“Yes, local and national characteristics are an indelible imprint of literature.”
“It is also a unique temperament of a writer. Otherwise, why Want to call you 'Guangdong Army'? ”
"Why do we call writers from northern Shaanxi 'Shaanxi Army' and writers from southern Hunan called 'Xiangjun'..."
"It's not just that you were born and raised here, but the root of your literature." Right here!”
Fang Yan pointed to the ground under his feet.
Oops!
Everyone was enlightened. In the past, they just followed the trend of literary thought, like a rootless tree.
However, he never stopped for a moment and thought about the land of eastern Guangdong, and did not look for his own roots.
How inspiring, Teacher Fang!
Lin Xianzhi swallowed his saliva. This insight into the "roots of literature" shocked him far more than the previous "Changes between Zhou and Qin".
Fan Hansheng touched him with his elbow, "Don't be stupid, write it down, write it all down, don't miss a single punctuation mark!"
"Not long ago, the guest house where I stayed was It’s Yangcheng Restaurant.”
Fang Yan said: "While I was eating, they specially served me a new dish called 'Bihai Fish King'..."
"Students, the chefs of Yangcheng Restaurant have been digging deep into Cantonese. Eastern food culture, rich in research and development "Cantonese-style" food, have you, writers from eastern Guangdong, never thought of writing "Cantonese-style" novels? "
Hearing this, Kong Jiesheng, Zhang Xin and others were silent? Silent, some even looked embarrassed.
In fact, many of their works, especially their proud masterpieces, either do not dig deep enough, or have no roots at all.
Fang Yan smiled and said: "Now do you want to understand where the roots of your literature are?"
“It’s the culture of Eastern Guangdong!”
“That’s right, if we want to create local-themed creations that are full of ‘Cantonese flavor’!”
“We must dig into the culture of Eastern Guangdong Genmai!”
Zhang Xin blurted out, and immediately received support and approval from many people.
Fang Yan glanced around and asked, "Any more questions?"
(End of this chapter)