When I was reading Essays of Elegant Rooms, I wrote an essay called The Night Wind Blows the Saxophone. I said, Essays of Elegant Rooms is really a good book, and Liang Shiqiu is really witty. Throughout China's modern literary world, I think there are only two people who are witty and hilarious. One is Liang Shiqiu and the other is Lin Yutang. They are really masters of literary language.
Mr. Liang Shiqiu is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and he is proficient in Chinese and Western culture, and he has written a history of English literature with a million words. There is also the translation of Shakespeare's complete works, which is made by his poor energy for 3 years and is a huge collection of 4 volumes. There is also the Far East English-Chinese Dictionary, which he presided over and compiled, and it is also a huge project that is well-known at home and abroad. Wait, wait, wait
if a person has completed only one of these huge projects in his life, he may go down in history, not to mention Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang said: Nothing is good in life, but he is good at making friends, reading and discussing. Yu Guangzhong once commented on Liang Shiqiu's "elegant and elegant" brushwork: "Qing Jun is concise, point to point, combining literature and white, releasing and receiving, quoting both Chinese and foreign, writing in a harmonious way, sometimes exaggerating and surprising, and sometimes subtle and thought-provoking."
personally, I think that Liang Shiqiu's articles have both the legacy of the late Ming Dynasty and the free and easy western essays. If Mr. Lu Xun's writing style is wanton and sharp, his talents are exposed, Mr. Liang is even more gentle and sincere.
I like his style of writing best. He doesn't make profound topics, and he has a unique feeling in ordinary life. He combines knowledge, wisdom and interest in one furnace, which is calm, delicate and humorous, revealing a graceful and elegant beauty. Mr. Liang is often funny and cute, which makes people laugh when they read it. After laughing, I think back and have to admire the sharpness and in place of his writing.
For example, when he described the cold faces of government officials, he said, "The most unpleasant thing is that some faces, which were full of food and sleeping, were flushed, but they refused people thousands of miles away with a cold air. When they looked at you, they didn't even lift their eyelids, and their mouths curled like a gourd ladle. They suddenly raised their eyelids and gave you a dirty look. The black eyes didn't know where to turn, and their necks were stiff and stiff.
this is a few paragraphs from an article a few years ago, but now I have reread them and I am quite impressed.
After reading the article "Middle Age", I felt that Mr. Liang said it really well-the habit of looking after the shadow and feeling sorry for myself gradually disappeared, so that one day I accidentally took a look at the mirror and suddenly found a horizontal line carved on my forehead, which was obvious and powerful. I thought it was a head-lifting line, but I bowed my head as usual.
If you look closely again, the hair on the top of your head tends to move to the chin next to your cheeks, and the most shocking thing is that it is a big surprise to find a few white hairs on your sideburns. Even a skinless person can't help but pluck them mercilessly at this time, and there is still a bright meat bead on the root of his hair. But it's useless, time and tide wait for no man!
depicts the unique mentality of middle-aged people in detail. I think this article must have been written by Mr. Liang after he tasted all kinds of tastes of middle age and savored the bitterness at a specific stage of his life.
There is a poem by Zheng Gu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, which is also called Middle Age. The poem says:
It's bleak in Qin Yun, and the scene of the New Year is middle age.
I hate flowers and have no words when I am in love, and I know that wine has the right when I am worried.
moss is all over the wall, and the sound of rain reminds me of Springfield all night.
It's late and complacent to add poetics, and it's even more important to change the previous topic into several links.
When the faint spring comes again, the poet suddenly finds that he has entered middle age, and the taste of middle age comes to mind in this desolate spring scenery. When feelings and worries are so bad, I have no words for flowers, so I have to drown my sorrows by drinking.
In the old days, my old home was covered with moss, so it was difficult to find it. The spring rain came and went, which reminded me of the fields in spring. In this declining middle age, I feel a little comforted that I have made a little progress in refining poetry. In the lonely days, I turned over the old poems many years ago and saw that those poems were really immature, so I couldn't help but change them in circles.
This song "Middle Age" is more of a feeling of disappointment and desolation, unlike Liang Shiqiu's middle age, which has a little strength to inspire people. He said: I have seen some blessed men and women who were stupefied when they were young, with heavy eyebrows and stiff health, like some green and astringent hairy peaches with a long layer of hair on them. They are uncut stones. However, in middle age, they become moist and radiant, and they seem to have springs under their feet. At first glance, they know that they are full of content. Their life is like old wine hidden in a drinking cellar for many years, thick and fragrant! For them, middle age has no sorrow. These words are enough to comfort middle-aged people.