Qiu Shuting's Original Glossy Feather

On the evening of May 9th, while my mother was infusion, I stepped into a crowded Internet cafe not far from the hospital, and was pleasantly surprised to see Dangol's Yi Meier, the inaugural issue of Yale American Studies, which died in early summer, with my comments on the book Asia Act. The news undoubtedly made me excited and emotional. Excited, because this is my own text after all, the first time I saw it in an English magazine; Feeling, because I remembered the day of filariasis in July last year, I studied hard day and night on the other side of the ocean, and in a similar situation, Shu Ting was once met-she went to Germany to "live and write for a year" and exchanged her years of "lonely life" for a beautiful and unique book "Berlin, a feather that doesn't shine" (Huacheng Press 65438+July 6999).

Nothing for nothing. As we all know, the participants in the academic exchange program, as Shu Ting said, "Since I couldn't resist the temptation, I promised the expensive international air ticket paid by others and accepted the free sightseeing. China people pay attention to reciprocity, pay attention to what they say, and don't break their promise to the world ... "(Resonance with Birds on page 233), you must promise the other party that it is not too much. Although our misty poems have lived in virtue for a long time, their spirit is not relaxed. Her letter from home is very emotional, saying that "the most important and arduous task is poetry, and poetry is the most capricious, eating both hard and soft, requiring opportunities and waiting." "Although writing long poems can't be relaxed, I have to hand over seven short essays to Deutsche Welle before the end of March, and one * * * needs twenty. They have sent the contract. The arrow is on the string and has to be sent. " (Page 265-273, Writing Autism: A Communication for Writing the Long Poem The Last Elegy) Who can travel alone in a foreign country under pressure? "There are always endless things to do, and I have been anxious and unable to relax. Poor sleep, night sweats, slow movement during the day, and drinking tea after lunch can work at the desk. "I feel the same way about her crimes abroad. It's rare that she doesn't complain. Female poets can bear the burden of humiliation more than male compatriots in life? Can't forget, the third album "Loneliness, Raise Your Hair? In Forepaws, it was no joke: a poet and a gentleman she knew very well was finally invited to Europe and took refuge in an isolated villa to write. On the first day, walking, swimming and sunbathing; The next day, my heart was empty, flustered and tired of sleep; On the third morning, I was looking forward to the boat, but I flew on it before landing: go, go, go!

The heavy pressure on Shu Ting comes not only from writing poetry and prose, but also from reading and meditation. The book she read, maybe even you and I are behind closed doors at home, may not dare to expect to read: "I brought a whole box of philosophical theory, introduction to religion and literary works" (page 147, Glossy Feather). Seeing someone bring books back from abroad, I didn't expect Ms. Shu to export them abroad. She was wronged, "... walked into the history of western music, the China Ancient Culture Expo, and was full of big bones that I couldn't chew at ordinary times. ..... so that in Hong Kong, the luggage was 34 kilograms overweight and was fined more than 6,000 Hong Kong dollars. At this price, as soon as I opened the "Essence of Buddha Nature", my brain became severely paralyzed and I wanted to escape to the light music being played on the FM music station. "(page 3, pure black fashion color) She compares herself to a feather, but what you see is not a light feather.

Perhaps the cost of reading is the highest, so I think her best writing is that group of reading notes, if not the kind of poetic and philosophical stalemate with loneliness, crossing the other shore and shiny feathers. Because, "after I arrived in Germany, I had my own house, just as Woolf, a British woman writer, called for. To this end, I have made a strict schedule and writing plan for myself. " Besides, only Zhang Ailing is the most energetic and leisurely person to read. There is a confession to prove it: "I read" Interesting Life in the Apartment "and said,' The flies on the sixth floor are going extinct, and there are two mosquitoes. If they are imaginative, will they faint if they fly to the window and look down?' I've had a good time, so cover it up quickly. I have to save it. I have been in Germany for half a year, although I have brought hundreds of books, but I have only one or two ears to eat long food that can raise my eyes (good words), nourish my heart (citing the past) and nourish my heart (full of interest). "

The preface of this book "Try a platter" says that she "tried a cross-style writing structure, linking various styles together, such as: embedding her father's dying handwriting, her son's compositions, materials, documents, diaries and poems in Germany, and her husband's" remote control of China "and" inculcating ". This is really interesting and unforgettable, especially for her and her family. She is a bit like Walter Benjamin, whose "greatest ambition is to write a book composed entirely of quotations". In Benjamin: Works and Portraits (edited by Sun Bing, Wen Hui Publishing House, 1999, 1 edition, 266 pages, 10.00 yuan), an acquaintance translated, "Benjamin has two short memoirs, … describing his childhood and school days in Berlin. But poets and philosophers are different. They have different ideas. "I hope it is different from travel guides (there are more and more such books), foreign students' literature (there are also many), exchange reports, work diaries, or research papers on German society and culture. "She didn't intend to play the role of a reporter, but she enjoyed the preferential treatment of a reporter and watched the film festival. It is not difficult to see that those unintelligible film reviews and stories to the media are not criticizing what readers expect. She didn't seem to hear it. Half a century ago, ehrenburg said in Beijing, "I am a writer, but I am also a journalist. ..... Writers in some countries look down on journalists and despise them. This is wrong, because being a good reporter is better than being a bad writer. However, being an excellent writer is not necessarily a better reporter. "

China Reading Newspaper June 2000 14