"Eleven, next month's Eleven will fall on the weekend, let's have a good time outside."
Perhaps out of guilt, Tao Yushu added one last sentence.
Lin Chaoyang thought that was fine, since it was only one day on the weekend and there wasn't much to do.
When we arrived at the library, it was still full of people. Even if it was a Sunday, it could not dampen the enthusiasm of the students of Yan University for learning.
Today, Hu Wenqiong is on duty at the closed-shelf library. In order to facilitate students to borrow books, the library's various borrowing rooms and library desks are still manned on Sundays, but they are only open for half a day, and no one is there at 12 noon.
Seeing that Lin Chaoyang came over during his break, Hu Wenqiong was a little surprised. He said: "It's okay to be idle at home. Teacher Hu, if you have something to do, go and do it. Anyway, I am idle."
There are not many students who come to borrow books on Sunday morning. Everyone knows that library staff have to rest on Sundays, and borrowing is concentrated on working days.
The work of the closed-shelf library is not complicated. The most difficult thing is to find books. Lin Chaoyang has become familiar with the library in the past two days. If someone comes to borrow a book, he can find it if he patiently clicks on the picture to search.
Hu Wenqiong was very happy when someone came to take over the job, "It happens that the clothes at home haven't been washed yet, Xiao Lin, so I'll trouble you."
"You're welcome, I just happen to have nothing to do today."
Having gained a wave of goodwill from his colleagues, Lin Chaoyang sat at his workstation and continued his creative work.
After yesterday's test, some of the thoughts and ideas in his mind became clearer, and he felt less stagnant and more calm when he started writing.
The first weekend in Yanjing passed by in a hurry. Lin Chaoyang spent the whole day in the library. In the evening, when the students were preparing to go to dinner, they thought of going home.
When passing by Weiming Lake, he saw many students by the lake. Some were sitting on benches by the lake and reading quietly, some were jogging around the lake and reciting English words, and three or five people gathered together to recite.
Poems that Lin Chaoyang has never heard of.
Weiming Lake and Langrun Lake face each other from the north to the south. As a famous scenic spot of Yanda, the Yita Lake is known to everyone in the Chinese university community, especially at this time in the summer.
The shadow of the lake, the tower, the setting sun at the bell pavilion, and the weeping willows are all so beautiful.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Lin Chaoyang couldn't help but get closer to enjoy it.
"My heart suddenly hurts
It must have been my mother’s button-stitching needlework that penetrated my heart.
At this time, my heart turned into a kite
The string of the kite is in mother's hand..."
The so-called Bell Pavilion is a pavilion on the hillside on the west bank of Weiming Lake.
At this time, a wave of campus poets were reciting poems. Their voices floated in the cool evening breeze, full of force and enthusiasm.
Lin Chaoyang immediately recognized that it was "This is Yanjing at 4:08" written by Guo Lusheng. As a representative poet in the early period of misty poetry, Guo Lusheng was not as popular in the 1980s as Zhao Zhenkai, Gu Cheng and others.
In the 1960s, he became a powerful idol on university campuses, but his influence is not weak at all.
Later generation singer Wang Feng once released a song called "Brightness", the lyrics of which were taken from one of Guo Lusheng's masterpieces "Believe in the Future".
In the era when people went to the mountains and countryside, his poems inspired a generation and became a special cultural symbol of that era. They were passed down by word of mouth among the educated youth and became popular.
The poem was very familiar, and what made Lin Chaoyang even more familiar was the owner of the voice.
"I'm tired of hearing Guo Lusheng's poems. Can you change it to another one?"
Zhang Yaozhong was ridiculed by his female classmates, and he couldn't get off the stage. "Then come on and sing a fresh song!"
His words were a bit angry, but the other party took them seriously.
When Lin Chaoyang walked to the steps of Zhongting Pavilion, he saw a tall girl with two braids, tall figure and beautiful features standing on the stone bench in the pavilion, head held high.
"Dark clouds are the time to take off and set again
birds scatter
blue slash
Beating the dark woods,
It's like beating a thousand canes,
Beat a thousand old people's hearts.
---Heart, where is home?
where is your roof
…”
The girl's reciting voice was fuller and more enthusiastic than Zhang Yaozhong's, and her eyes showed a pious light. By the end of the recitation, seven or eight classmates in the bell pavilion gave warm applause.
"Jianying, whose poem is this? It's really well written." Everyone asked.
There was a bit of pride on the girl's face, "I Walked into the Rain and Fog by Zhao Zhenkai."
Everyone was surprised. Guo Lusheng was an early representative of Misty Poetry, while Zhao Zhenkai was a rising star who had become famous in the past two years.
However, before "Today" was founded and before "Answer" was published in "Poetry Magazine" in 1979, Zhao Zhenkai's name was only spread among a small group of poetry lovers.
After all, in the past two years, Misty Poetry has not swept across Chinese campuses as it did a few years later.
No one has heard of the poem recited by Zha Jianying. It seems that it was just written not long ago. I don’t know how Zha Jianying learned about it.
"Brother Lin?"
Zhang Yaozhong noticed Lin Chaoyang outside the pavilion. Everyone's chat was interrupted and they all looked over.
"What a coincidence, Yew Chung."
After saying hello, Zhang Yaozhong introduced Lin Chaoyang to several classmates.
Zha Jianying, Wang Xiaoping, Chen Jiangong, Ge Zhaoguang, who majored in Chinese language in the ’77 class, Liu Zhenyun in the ’78 class, Yang Yingming, and Sun Bingchuan, who majored in journalism.
Chen Jiangong was a well-known amateur writer before entering Yanda University. After graduating from Yanda University, he kept writing and became one of the representative writers in the Chinese literary world in the 1980s and 1990s. The one that impressed Lin Chaoyang most deeply about his works was an article
The prose called "Shabu-shabu-shabu gossip" talks about the old Yanjing mutton-shabu-shabu, which makes people salivate after reading it.
He began literary creation in the early 1970s and is now a well-known amateur author in the Yanjing literary circle.
Wang Xiaoping is very famous in the field of screenwriting, with her representative works "Gua Sha", "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and "The Legend of Mi Yue". In addition, she later became the wife of director Zheng Xiaolong.
Cha Jianying later became famous for writing essays, reviews, and interviews. The most well-known work should be "Interviews in the 1980s".
Needless to say, Liu Zhenyun has flourished as a novelist and screenwriter, and Feng Xiaogang's movies have made him more famous than the above mentioned people combined. He is a grade 78 student in the Chinese Department, and he actively worked with his senior brothers and sisters as soon as he started school.
There are five people from the Chinese Department. Except for Zhang Yaozhong, the other four people, Lin Chaoyang, have heard their names before they traveled through time.
As for the two people majoring in journalism, he had never heard of them, and presumably they had something to do with their majors.
I heard that Lin Chaoyang was the administrator of Yan University Library. Zha Jianying, Chen Jiangong and others were very polite to him. Wang Xiaoping asked him: "Brother Lin, do you also like poetry?"
"I don't know much about poetry, but I quite enjoy listening to your poetry recitations. You are full of energy and enthusiasm."
Lin Chaoyang didn't say whether he liked it or not. These young people were obviously enthusiastic fans of Misty Poetry. If he said he liked it, what if he was dragged into the poetry club? If he said he didn't like it, he would be uncomfortable.
In fact, he read a lot of Misty Poems when he was in school, and he also liked many works.
Hearing what he said, Chen Jiangong, Zha Jianying and others were quite happy and recited two more poems enthusiastically.
The energy of young people seems to be unlimited. Lin Chaoyang has the face of a young man, but he feels out of tune with this group of enthusiastic young people.
Maybe twenty years later, they will become philistine, self-interested, and full of the smell of vulgarity, but at least for now, they are still full of idealism and romance.
Chapter completed!