Pengju

Mr. Pengju didn’t see him I am, so he heard his interest first. My good friend Ruyu said that he was kind, sincere, generous and generous. I think a big reason is that the most brilliant part of his life is related to living and working in the vast land of Xinjiang, the Gobi beach and the smoke of the desert there must have tempered his rough character. However, when I saw him that day, I became happy. He was really a graceful and beautiful image of a gifted scholar in the south of the Yangtze River. He was knowledgeable and talkative. We talked about history, philosophy and literature. He was calm and natural, especially when talking about 17 years of literature, his interpretation gave me great inspiration, after all, the epochal nature of literature is inevitable. Any work cannot be a castle in the air. His interpretation of Hao Ran also makes me look at each other with new eyes. I talked with him about my favorite Xinjiang writers Dong Libo, Liu Liangcheng, Li Juan …… especially Dong Libo, who was familiar with each other and had similar experiences in Xinjiang Construction Corps, I have similar feelings, and all of them have the characteristics of loyalty and affection, which reminds me of the poplar trees there. Mr. Pengju was about to release his prose collection “Man Tingfang” by Wenhui Publishing House, and asked me to write a few words, which was my pleasure and honor. He was a bosom friend who could forget the new year. Soon, I received his 290,000-word electronic, in these days, day busy work and the evening sitting down and reading, I read of seriously, because I felt his solid knowledge and vigorous love for life and life from his words, which also deeply influenced me. In the season of bright and colorful flowers, reading “Man Tingfang” is a enjoyment of Anyi and a kind of dense honey and sweetness. He wrote down all the way, and so many flowers spread in my heart: Peony, plum blossom, Rose, daffodils, osmanthus, Azalea, Lily, wintersweet, Magnolia, begonia, Ziwei, Mulberry, Clove, peony, peach blossom, wisteria, primordial spring, durian flower, caryrus flower, bamboo, red leaves …… it is really as what Jade says: colorful flowers full of Tingfang. Mr. Pengju was like a gardener. He cultivated them carefully in his articles and took care of them patiently. They were his close friends and spent too many lonely years with him, because of these flowers with spirituality and charm, Mr. Pengju’s loneliness is beautiful into lonely flowers. During the process of reading, I really benefited a lot. It was the first time for me to have such a systematic and comprehensive understanding of flowers, their characteristics, their values, their Humanistic Implications, from history and reality, from popular science and classical poetry, Mr. Peng Ju gathered them one by one. Happily, Mr. Peng Ju would also write poems by himself, express his inner joy and warm feelings. Reading these beautiful words like flowers and plants, my heart becomes fragrant. In the part of Tianshan bear trace, It is also extremely touching. What Mr. Peng Ju expresses here is his understanding of love, family affection and friendship. The tenderness and deep feelings of his past life are permeated through words. In the article “recalling mother”, we can see an ordinary and great image of a mother who has endured hardships and hardships pulling her four children with her tenacity and tenacity, her simplicity, her kindness, her diligence …… all had a deep influence on Mr. Peng Ju. During the initial hardships of the Corps, I thought it was because of his mother’s words and deeds that Mr. Peng Ju was persevering and able to follow the circumstances. Mr. Pengju himself filled in “an Gongzi-the memory of mother in The Birthday” to mourn his mother, which was very touching: The little summer heat was even the big summer heat. The first summer rain falls and the spring is already late. The Lion City Star Island family gathered together to read the heaven mother. In those years and October, Anran was warming the belly. A cry, win relatives shout. Celebrate your birthday today and recall your love. Wandering clothes, thousands of needles and threads moisten the skin. The lamb is grateful and kneels on the breast. Xinxiang burning red candle. Good man, four sides inspirational grand plan. Comfort my father and child with bitter temples. Looking at the charming young girl, the newcomers stand out. We feel the loyalty of a wife, the kindness of a mother, and the yearning of a son in this poem. When people reach a certain age, they often like nostalgia, and those memories are the flames that warm their old age and illuminate the lonely and cold days. I once recited censhen’s “White Snow Song carrying military judges back to Beijing”. In “Xinjiang snow”, I once again experienced the desert style, and this time not only let me feel the sad friendship in the desert border pass, it also made me feel that the snow in Xinjiang in a wandering person’s heart had already turned into snow in his heart for decades, floating in his memory for a long time, washing his mind. The snow is impressive, sensible, smelly, lovely and lovely …… at this moment, my heart is saying: the distance is a call, and Xinjiang is a beautiful temptation. After retirement, Mr. Peng Ju came back to Shanghai to enjoy his life. His son settled down in Singapore with a successful career. During His clear days, he began to salvage his memory slowly with words and gradually enjoyed his own beautiful sunset glow, what I want to say about his writing is that Mo Dao Sang Yu is late, and the sky is full of Xia Shang. Mr. Pengju likes reading and traveling. No matter where he goes, Henan, Xinjiang, Shanghai and Lion City, they have always been fixed in his heart. There are close relatives here, there are his unforgettable friends, as well as the accumulation of years, which are slowly poured into Mr. Peng Ju’s poems. I will not list them one by one. As long as you read them, you will read his flowery mood. From the words and words of Mr. Peng Ju, I just proved the instruction he wrote to his son: The words came out of high mountains and flowing water, and the words went after the spring snow. Finally, I wish Mr. Peng Ju a happy, warm and happy life for his loving family. 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