Ke Yan's classic quotations:
The road to literature is not smooth, and young people are often more likely to be misled if they don't control themselves in front of honor.
Young writers should read more and be good at thinking. A person who doesn't understand history will never look at the present correctly. Of course, to write a good work, it is also inseparable from the study of skills. We should broaden our aesthetic vision, browse schools extensively, learn from each other's strong points and use them for our own use, instead of copying mechanically and eating foreign languages?
In creation, I am never satisfied with one form and always want to try more styles. I think mastering one more form is like having a weapon for a soldier.
In ancient China, these small green trees were called "families" and "rocks". Of course, they were big and hard stones. I took this pen name because I know that writing is very difficult. I am determined to take root in the earth and climb hard all my life, so that my works can be as full of vitality as small trees on rocks.
No matter how you write a composition or a poem, you should stand up and make contributions to people everywhere. Every poem and article will never tolerate or condone falsehood, ugliness and evil, but all poems and articles praise and promote truth, goodness and beauty.
I hope that on-the-job writers will never be divorced from life, especially at the grassroots level. Even if they become great writers in the future, they will always maintain respect for the working people.
Why did Lu Xun stay away from us? Do we want our young people to become traitors, not the backbone of the country?
Young people need guidance. We were the same when we were young. I saw everything at that time, and it was inevitable that I would be attracted by this today and that tomorrow. But now all we can remember are the writers who led me to the right path and the works that gave people motivation.
Young people want to live, take Wan Li Road and study in thousands of books. Now, taking the opportunity of the Central Committee's call for everyone to study history, young people should read some books on history and analyze and understand life with historical materialism and dialectical materialism, so that we can live a smarter, healthier and better life.
Not only that. Tide? . We should combine reading with life and not indulge in popular things. There are interests behind all the hype, either to promote someone or for factional interests. Don't be superstitious about them, but trust your eyes. Besides reading, you should also read The Book of Life? Big book? . Life will teach young people many things. Fashion and fashion are always superficial.
The way to distinguish good books from bad books is to live and think while reading. Otherwise, it is easy to fall into historical nihilism? Mud pit? .
Human life is always limited, no matter how long it is, what we can see is limited, so besides direct life, we also have indirect life, which literature can provide.
The noise will soon pass. Excellent poets and works that sing for the people, appeal for the people and inspire the people will be passed down by history. Because the fairest and greatest critic is time.
How many beautiful poems history has left us! Singing about the motherland, the people, the times and life, every touch makes our blood boil.
That's their betrayal. I can't change my faith because of their betrayal. Just as we can't resist Japan because there are traitors and traitors in War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, we can't lose sight of many outstanding cadres and party member who have made silent contributions on all fronts and at the grassroots level because there are some corrupt officials.
I miss the bright sunshine, I miss the vast land, and I think they miss me, too, so: it's raining acacia ... I will grow two green leaves to meet the whisper of spring breeze; I slowly stretched out and crushed the jealousy of ice and snow. Then I want to bloom bright flowers, each petal is delicate and childish; Bees will tirelessly fly around me and say that I am more beautiful than anything in the world. I am willing to believe its vows and indulge in its busy promises. I dedicate my love to make life the honey of the golden dawn. The wind will shake my fruit and send it to another land. So I melted into my mother's arms, believing that next spring will be even better.
In a cold century, I hid in brown land, like a silent fish, lurking in the green sea floor. Fish come and go freely in the sea, but I sleep in my mother's arms: let the water moisten my body and let the dreams grow in my heart. In my dream, accompanied by my sweet sigh, the roots helped me suck gently. In order to break through the pressure of that soil layer, I accumulated strength bit by bit.
We shouted to the mountain: Premier Zhou-Valley Echo: He just left, he just left, and he strode on the revolutionary journey to Wan Li. We shouted to the earth: Premier Zhou-the earth roared: He just left, he just left, didn't you see his hard sweat dripping on the heavy ears of grain? We shouted to the forest: Premier Zhou-Song Tao bursts: He just left, he just left, the campsite went to the bonfire, and the lumberjack was remembering his kind laughter. We shouted to the sea: Premier Zhou-the sound of the waves: He just left, he just left, you didn't see the coat on the coastal defense soldier, he put it on himself.
Will the world be lost? I will. Sometimes people lose everything. But what is lost can be recovered. Throw it again and find it again.
A person's alley, with the romance of dusk and sunset, picked up straw at the edge of the building and put it in his mouth to chew. A person's ocean, blue sea and blue sky, kicking leisurely floating aquatic plants, let the heart sway gently. A person's small street, with colorful rain, is beautiful, holding the same colorful umbrella, and the people watching movies are wandering on the edge of the disturbance.