I don’t

Some time ago, on a literary website, I saw a member in his twenties introducing himself as a writer, thinking of someone who was almost forty years old, and he knew nothing about words, let alone any achievements, I am really ashamed. Coincidentally, yesterday, someone called me a writer in the office, which made me scared and at a loss. Let’s agree. Some people don’t know how lofty they are, and they are afraid of humiliating the sacred title of the writer. It shouldn’t be. I’m afraid of others’ gossips behind my back. If I write a few words, I will get carried away and be arrogant. Later, when faced with other people’s titles, I politely advised: I just wrote a few words of rubbish, how could I compare with a writer? Others also seemed to feel my sincerity, which matched my name. To be honest, becoming a writer is the dream of everyone who loves writing, of course, including me. However, not everyone can be a writer, and there are countless people who can write a few words casually. However, few people want to make the words vivid and superb. In my mind, a writer is firstly a person who loves life and advocates beauty. Imagine, a person who loses confidence in life and is full of boredom and antipathy towards society, he complains about life and society all day long, how can a pen be used to objectively and truly reflect the reality? Even if it is written, it is also to vent the anger in the heart and write something anti-social and anti-human. Such a person is not worthy of being a writer, but can only be regarded as a traitor of words. Only people who love life and advocate beauty can write beautiful words. Music conveys beauty by sound, painting and calligraphy presents beauty by color, while the beauty of words is restrained, implicit, silent and colorless. Its beauty is hidden between the lines, which needs to be understood and understood by heart. When I read Guilin landscape when I was young, I couldn’t appreciate the charm of words. I just saw the beauty of Guilin landscape from the illustrations. That kind of beauty only stayed in vision and presentation. A few days ago, I read this article carefully for several times. I read the words with beautiful charm and swam among the mountains and rivers in Guilin. This kind of beauty was remote and deep into the marrow. A writer must be a person who loves and reveres words. This kind of love cannot be changed from day to day, but a kind of enduring and faithful love. This kind of love cannot be mixed with anything of fame and wealth, but must be pure, noble and spotless. Only when you are full of love for words can you get close to them, be obsessed with them, and be willing to use them to weave colorful flowers of civilization. Some people say that the writer’s emotion towards words is just like the farmer’s emotion towards land, while the swordsman’s emotion towards sword is sacred and inviolable. A writer must be a person with sharp eyes and delicate emotions. The vast world is complicated. How to select the materials to be written from this dazzling world? How to use your own unique perspective to understand the nature in others’ eyes? How to guess the inner world of flowers, plants, trees and everything in the world? This is afraid that only real writers can answer it. A writer must be a person who is absent-minded and willing to be lonely. Throughout the ages, all literary masters are people with extremely high quality. In a society where material desires are overflowing and utility is overflowing, only in this way can we not be confused by fame and fame, be moved by profits and wealth, be pure-hearted, and devote ourselves to creation. For example, Sima Qian, after being punished by a demoted official, still insisted on his persistence and reverence for words, and finally wrote “records of the Historian” which was praised as the masterpiece of historians by Lu Xun and had no rhyme of Li Sao. How valuable it is! A writer must also be a knowledgeable person. It is not enough to have a passion for life, an obsession for words, a unique perspective and rich emotions, but also a profound knowledge. Otherwise, when the pen was mentioned, it was empty in the belly and hung upside down for three days, but there was no drop of ink. How could it be called a writer? Therefore, writers must be diligent and studious. The ancients said: Reading is broken, and writing is like a god. Only shoubushijuan, abdominal poetry, to accumulate steadily, wonderful flower. Compared with a real writer, I can only be regarded as a shallow and ignorant person. But I still have a little interest in writing. Write it when you are free! Don’t expect to move others, then expect to move yourself! Even if I can’t be a writer of words, then let me be willing to be a slave of words! Praise in 2015.6.4 (prose editor: Ink drops become wounds) snow vanishing in spring

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