Back to 80: My Literary Life

Fang Minghua was a bit amused when he received the invitation.

Frontier literature?

I haven't written any literary works about the frontier, have I?

Besides, Qin Province is not in the frontier, right?

I wanted to refuse, but Wei Qilin, then chairman of the Guangxi Writers Association, personally called the Qin Writers Association compound. Fang Minghua was not there at the time, so he told him through the staff.

It is said that frontier literature is not limited to the frontier. It is mainly because I am very interested in your novel and prose theory. Can you teach us young writers in Guangxi?

What else can Fang Minghua say after talking about this?

Fortunately, there is still some time before the final selection of the first World Chinese Literature Award, so I decided to go.

Fang Minghua came to Guangxi Province once in 1981. At that time, he arrived here with the writers' field trip organized by the Chinese Writers Association. He only stayed in Green City for one night and rushed to a place called Ningming on the border of southern Xinjiang.

At that time, southern Xinjiang was still at war. Fang Minghua stayed there for two months and also went to the front line with the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe.

His wife Song Tangtang was still a member of the art troupe, and it was at that time that he gradually established a relationship with Song Tangtang.

Now, when Song Tangtang heard that Fang Minghua was going to Green City for a meeting, he said, "Minghua, you went to Green City. If you have the opportunity to go to Ningming, I have never been back since I left the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe. I don't know what it has become now? Also, go to Ningming and offer a bouquet of flowers to Yang Xiaohong's grave. Ten years have passed in a flash."

Yang Xiaohong was also a female soldier of the Southern Xinjiang Art Troupe. On the way back from a performance to the front line, she encountered the enemy and unfortunately died heroically. Her body was buried at the foot of Mount Faka.

And that time, Fang Minghua happened to go to the front line with the art troupe and witnessed everything.

Now hearing Song Tangtang say this, seeing that his wife looked a little sad, Fang Minghua hurriedly comforted her, "Don't worry, I will definitely go."

The next day, Fang Minghua got off the train south with her travel bag.

Just like going to southern Xinjiang ten years ago, we took a train over the Qinling Mountains and the Bashan Mountains to the Chengdu Plain, and then crossed mountains and ridges again.

The train took two days and two nights to reach Green City, the capital of Guangxi Province. Fang Minghua followed the passengers out of the station and saw someone holding a sign with a few big words on it.

"Welcome Comrade Fang Minghua, Vice Chairman of the Qin Province Writers Association"

Looking at the man holding the sign again, Fang Minghua smiled. It turned out to be Liao Runbo, who was wearing glasses and had long hair.

Liao Runbo attended the writer class at Northwest University for three years and graduated last summer. Sure enough, as he said, he returned to his hometown in Guangxi Province.

Liao Runbo also saw Fang Minghua and walked up quickly to take the travel bag in his hand: "Teacher Fang, welcome."

"I say Runbo, doesn't it say in the meeting notice that writers from all over the country who come to the meeting will not be picked up by your writers association? You have to go to the hotel by yourself, which is against the rules." Fang Minghua asked.

"Others can choose not to pick you up, but how can you choose not to pick me up when you come? If Yu Hua and the others knew, they would definitely scold me to death."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Fang Minghua followed Liao Runbo to the parking lot. Liao Runbo told him that he is now a professional writer of the Guangxi Writers Association and has moved his family to Nanning and bought a house.

"Teacher Fang, I have to thank you for publishing three volumes of "Ghost Blowing Light" and making some money. My wife is unemployed and takes care of the children at home. Otherwise, with my current salary and royalties, let alone buying a house in Nanning, life would be difficult."

"But you don't plan to continue writing "Ghost Blowing Light."

"Haha, the royalties for the three volumes are about 600,000 yuan. I think it's enough. When the children grow up, my wife will go out to find a job and the whole family can make a living. My interest is still in serious literature."

"Okay."

When Liao Runbo finished writing the third volume of "Ghost Blowing Light", he told Fang Minghua that he wanted to continue his serious literary writing after solving the problem of survival.

Fang Minghua respected his ideas very much. People have different interests. Some write to realize the meaning and value of life, and understand the essence and purpose of life, like Liao Runbo.

Some write to make money, such as Tian Yanning, the author of the Xuemili series, who is still writing this series one after another.

Although he vowed to continue to engage in the serious literary creation he loves after making some money, it seems that he has forgotten these now.

However, Fang Minghua respects personal ideas and never interferes.

Following Liao Runbo, I got on a Santana. Of course, I didn’t stay in the military guesthouse on Gucheng Road this time, but stayed in Yongjiang Hotel.

This time, I met several old acquaintances at the meeting.

Wang Meng, vice chairman of the Writers Association, has been rooted in Xinjiang for decades and has written a series of novels in "Light Gray Eyeballs-In Yili" and "Hello, Xinjiang". Of course, she is qualified to attend such a meeting, and also congratulated the meeting on behalf of the Chinese Writers Association.

In addition, Fang Minghua met an unexpected girl-Chi Zijian!

"Zijian, how did you get here?" Fang Minghua couldn't help asking.

"I took the train. I took the train from Harbin to Yanjing, then from Yanjing to Chengdu, and finally to Greentown. It took me almost half a month on the road." The girl replied.

Oh my God

I traveled across China!

"Was it hard on the way?"

"Not really. Now the conditions are good and I can sit in a hard sleeper. When I went to Xida to attend the writer's class, I took the train from Daxing'anling. I had hard seats all the way and my butt was sore."

"However, taking the train is also a very interesting thing. You can see the scenery along the way. I like it very much."

She is indeed an optimistic girl.

Fang Minghua sighed secretly.

"Teacher Fang, I read the novel "Textile Girl" you wrote recently. It was really good." The girl changed the subject and suddenly said: "Actually, it's not just Xijing. There are also many laid-off female workers in our Northeast, especially Bingcheng and Fengtian. of."

Fang Minghua nodded after hearing this: "Northeast is a heavy industry base, with many state-owned enterprises, so there are many such situations."

"Yes. Their current living conditions are worth writing about." Chi Zijian sighed: "But I am used to writing about rural themes and cannot write urban novels. Teacher Fang, you have to write more!"

"Okay, I promise." Fang Minghua smiled.

This meeting mainly focused on the multicultural integration of frontier literature, the strong national characteristics, and the close integration of creation with the times.

Fang Minghua came up with the topic "Regional Cultural Characteristics in Sino-US Frontier Literature" with originality.

From Chinese western novels and American western novels, explore their shared aesthetic essence and basic rules.

Regional cultural characteristics of Sino-American border literature

National spirit in frontier literature

Finally, he pointed out: Whether it is China's northwest literature or the United States' western literature, their writers have discovered the common cultural and psychological traditions of the regional people through the observation, feeling, reflection and integration of the unique regional culture, so as to promote the unique regional culture. Literary spirit with cultural characteristics.

Received warm applause.

In addition to the meeting, we also organized everyone to climb Qingxiu Mountain, visit Nanhu Lake, and taste Old Friends Noodles and Sour Food.

The sour food is too sour.

The meeting was held in Nanning for seven days, and then the representatives dispersed.

However, Fang Minghua did not return to Xijing. He agreed to his wife's request and went to Ningming to visit the place where his daughter-in-law had fought and lived.