Qilu "Poems of the World"·Yellow River

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Qilu·Yellow River

The new wind stirs the drums and freezes the spring clothes, and the boat is about to cross the long river.

There are waves in front and back of the high platform on the overhanging bank, and there are few fields and trails.

The flow is like nine melodies, the original intention is straight, and people are determined to return in the lonely city.

You have to walk eight thousand miles to the sea, but the last step is the most humble.

I have never seen anyone who is more virtuous than lustful

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I haven’t participated in the activities of Nayun Poetry Club for a long time, for countless reasons. Because Wan Qing, a poet friend and female middle school classmate, has returned and was invited to welcome her, those reasons can be ignored, or they may be ridiculed: they value sex over friends. In fact, Wan Qing is also a friend. What's more, Confucius said: I have never seen anyone who loves virtue as much as he loves sex.

I shared a joke with fellow poets that day, at least I think it is a joke.

At the end of the last century, there was a netizen on BBS who was a student in the psychology department of Peking University at that time. His name was Liu Jia, who was also my wife’s junior brother. Once we were arguing about an issue: which one is most important to China, democracy or science. He chose democracy at Peking University, while I naturally chose science at Tsinghua University. The dispute between Mr. De and Mr. Sai has been an ongoing debate among Chinese people since the May 4th Movement, but there is no conclusion. Naturally, we can’t argue about the reason. In the end, I just said, “Confucius said: I have never seen such a good person as De. You are a lustful person." After saying this, Liu Jia and I both laughed and stopped arguing.

However, twenty years later, my audience was silent, so I had to say: It seems that my joke was a bit cold.

"Good virtue" is Mr. De's "virtue", and "love" is Mr. Sai's "color". Liu Jia was in the context of arguing with me at that time, and he instantly understood that I had distorted Confucius. The master's famous saying is a scoundrel, but Nayun's poetry friends will not have this joy if they don't know the past.

Sometimes it is the same between those who understand poetry and those who do not.

Speaking of this past event, I simply put here a poem written a long time ago, as well as the annotations and essays written at that time, as a way of remembering it.

The Five Rhythms: Chanting Autumn and Thinking about the Friends of Peking University Jieyong

Sadness comes out of Ziwei,

Forgetting each other and contradicting each other again.

The frost is heavy and the flowers cherish me,

Who does the wind and grass hate?

The tender intestine is eighty thousand miles long,

The hot blood lingers.

The leaves fall and the rivers and lakes are cold,

I return home confused.

Night of 96.11.15

Comments

The poem is to commemorate a gathering of several netizens who played the story solitaire version of the Peking University BBS game for the first time. The meeting was also the last time, at least for me. It's like dying in front of the light.

Because the story of Solitaire is a martial arts story in the style of an ancient dragon, the poem also has a bit of a Jianghu flavor.

Ziwei is the leader of the stars, and all the friends attending the meeting are teachers or students from Tsinghua University, Peking University and the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and they are all somewhat conceited. The only reason for our friendship was to write a story together, and soon we would not only "forget" each other but also "become incompatible" without it.

The poem is neat, but the taste is bland. The world at that time was indeed cold, and a little confusion was indeed needed.

The story of Essay Story Solitaire

Story Solitaire is a relatively interactive word game in the early days of BBS. Many BBSs have Story Solitaire versions, but whether it is lively or not depends on whether there is a good group of people. and whether there is a story worth picking up.

At that time, I had just graduated and was working as a half-baked programmer and system administrator in the computer room of the library. I was close to the Internet and became one of the first people in China to come into contact with the Internet.

Some of these people started businesses, and I took over.

The story I picked up was called "Cold Sword Like the Wind". A brother from the Chinese Academy of Sciences had a tiger-like head, so he attracted me into it.

Later, four or five people participated in the story, and they took over 20 stories. However, the story was unfinished because the participants dispersed, which was worse than a snake's tail. You can still search for it on the Internet, and some people ask on the forum why this novel is not posted in its entirety?

I was just thirty years old at that time, and I wrote in the birthday couplet to myself:

Standing but not yet standing, the ups and downs are still like a spring dream;

Hu Wei If you don't do anything, wine, sex, and wealth will flow to the east.

The Hu Buwei in it is a character I created in Solitaire.

The BBS at that time was very unstable, the system was unstable, and the environment was also unstable. In my impression, this time Solitaire first started on the Sugon BBS of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Later, due to problems with Shuguang's server, it was transferred to the Shuimu Tsinghua BBS and finally to Peking University.

In short, it’s still the same few people and the same story, so we can continue until there are no more people.

The two people I remember clearly are from Peking University: one Liu Jun was studying for a master's degree in the psychology department of Peking University at the time. He was a 90-year-old. I did some doxxing and found out that he was my wife's junior brother. Later I went to MIT. Another Guan Jun happens to be my wife’s classmate, roommate and best friend. I wrote his name into the story, a passerby, the kind of soy sauce. He also soon went to the United States with his "best friend", where they filed for their first divorce.

There is also a brother from the Chinese Academy of Sciences. He doesn’t write much, but he is very enthusiastic. He has a good online name: Walklooktalk. Let’s take a look and talk about it.

This is a good attitude towards life.