Chen Yidao edited "Feicheng Culture" and "Those Things in Feicheng". It has been more than ten years since he retired as the deputy director of the county radio, film and television bureau. It is called Chen Yidao in Jianghu because no matter what article passes through his hand and goes down with a knife, all the problems will be swept away.
I know very well that Mr. Chen is ten years older than me. Let me help. First, I am still young. Second, you have absolute trust in me. I also know that I have been eyeing the collection in his study. For a person who loves words, I really love those old things. Mr. Chen should see it. Just because he asked me to copy the scrapbook of his father's newspaper before his death, I understood Lao Chen's intention: the inheritance of words and the spread of culture require a willing heart.
Some things in the world are like this. Some people can use the same page to light firewood in the stove, while others can regard it as a standard. I am the latter. Those Red Flag magazines in the 1980s, the Reader published for more than 40 years, the records of Feixiang County and the anthology of previous conferences, and the dazzling array of Chinese and foreign masterpieces made me feel like the "open sesame" in the story of "Alibaba", with wonderful jewels everywhere.
During the break, someone shouted outside the door. Mr. Chen said that the postman had come and asked for the newspapers and magazines he ordered to be delivered here. In the future, this will be a creative stronghold. In retrospect, I know that he subscribed to many newspapers and periodicals with his salary. At first, I didn't understand. I always feel that it is not worth spending hundreds of dollars on a few books. Later, after a long time of contact, I realized that his painstaking efforts were not only for his efforts to develop the cultural cause of Feixiang, but also from the heart.
I sent a thick stack of newspapers and two readers. I opened one casually and read the first sentence first. It's a habit I developed as a child. A magazine failed. Just look at the beginning to know whether the contents are worth reading. For readers, it is my favorite ever, and naturally it is not among them.
After the cover is opened, it is an essay of several hundred words by Ni Kuang, entitled "Eyes". I'm a little surprised. In the 1980s, when reading martial arts novels was crazy, Gu Long and Ni Kuang were the most famous. Only the last sword of the ancient warrior stabbed himself, 1985 died of esophageal aneurysm bleeding. What about Ni Kuang? Fortunately, there is Baidu. It says that he was born in 1935, younger than Gu Long 18 years old, and should still be alive.
"Old tears" comes from a sad poem by Bai Juyi: "Wu Jun's new poems are in the sleeves, and Hangzhou's old wine is stained in the skirts", which means that the new poems made in Suzhou are hidden in the sleeves, and the old stains from drinking in Hangzhou are left in the skirts.
At this time, Bai Juyi had given up hope for his promotion, but after he left Hangzhou, he was deeply worried about his old friend's nostalgia and past events: the old wine marks were still there, and his old friend and past events had already been in blowing in the wind.
At lunch, Mr. Chen's family were all there, and they talked about their stories in the Radio and Television Bureau that year, which was quite emotional. Also, people in this life, who can not have stories, who can not miss people? For example, this old house, the man who cut down the persimmon tree, still appears in today's dream.
The story is a glass of old wine. The more you miss it, the stronger it becomes. In fact, the so-called "old" is the early stage of its heyday. Everyone has their own stories and secrets. But in any case, the past has passed, and if you look forward and look back too many times, you will probably go to into the pit.