Writing

What kind of attitude should I hold towards writing? On this issue, the benevolent see benevolence, and the wise see wisdom. A few days ago, a writer told me that the reason why I like writing is not my survival needs, but my life needs. It is common for me to write an article in ten and a half months, but I will never write a dozen articles a day to fool myself, because I am not a modern machine that can quickly produce mung bean sprouts. When I was chatting with a writer, he once said to me: my original attitude in writing is to look for themes from the trivial things around me, and some emotions overflowed from my heart, then calm down to sort out, carefully ponder and ponder, and gradually comprehend some life philosophy problems in social life. Recently, I heard another literary editor saying: The final embodiment of all literary operations is personality. No real literary master can be fired by a sudden stir-up. A truly outstanding cultural man regards the utility of reality as a floating cloud. A netizen once told me from the bottom of my heart: writing prose can not be specialized, it should be a frank revelation when people’s emotions are forced to the end. It is absolutely impossible for people whose emotions are driven to an end by social life every day and to pour them out specially. A friend who specializes in writing prose once said a few words to me, which made me very comfortable. He said: prose is talking to himself, that is, speaking to his ears with his own mouth. Fortunately, many people like to hear others’ self-talk. Communication has to start from the heart. There are some common things in the depth of everyone’s heart, and once these small emotions of self evoke resonance in the depth of some people’s hearts, this is not completely what belongs to oneself any more, but has social attributes. There is a poet who once said such words, which are quite thought-provoking. He said: After the feelings in your heart have been hidden for a long time, chemical changes have taken place again and again in this long wasted time, and you will mine them like a mining man, it is a pleasure to see what kind of good gems they have turned. Over the years, I have seen some talented young friends who unexpectedly turn writing poems into a business similar to beating sesame cakes in sesame cake shops, which makes me very sad. I am not sure that I can write better in the future, but at least one thing is certain. Only my heart can make my pen follow closely, it won’t be a social trend or something else. An old writer said: use your own heart to comprehend the colorful social life, and try hard to find your own language in the daily life of ups and downs, writing your own heart knot and feeling in your own language is the most wonderful enjoyment of life. In recent years, I have no specific work to do when I am idle at work. I have been smoking and drinking tea in the office, reading miscellaneous books and newspapers in a muddle. As time passes, I have collected some beautiful small shells intentionally or unintentionally, and today I shake out some of them for everyone to see. As for the effect, I don’t know. Anyway, I read the above words repeatedly and thought about it with my brain. I felt quite happy and felt it was a fun thing, as if there is a new interest in my life, the writing will be more energetic. To be honest, I hope from my heart that all relatives, friends and readers can understand people with dual personalities like me. However, I will not beg anyone to understand myself, write as I am as he is, and speak directly with his heart. I think it’s good to live like this, to be a person like this, and to write like this. At least, it’s not artificial or hypocritical. In recent days, I am neither lonely nor lonely, because I have seen my true shadow in any of my poems or articles, they all have their own souls. Writing is not the need of my political and economic life, but the need of my soul and life. Writing, writing the multiple personalities of human beings, writing the soul of human beings, writing the true meaning of human life, writing your own style and personality, you will have many unexpected interests. I hope that my works are known to all ages and will last forever. Is it realistic? Unrealistic. However, writing honestly with your own heart is a great happiness in life. I have understood this more or less, so I like to tell people that the luck of writers is the sensation of the same era, and the luck of works is the eternity of artistic life. I hope that my love with my wife will last forever. Is it possible? Impossible. However, I understand a truth that treating love sincerely with the soul is the foundation of being a human being. So I like to say to people: love, sincerity, honesty and depth of love will bring flavor, interest, value and life meaning. Writing is comprehension, love is fate, although I still don’t understand, I don’t know what this is. But I always stubbornly believe that everything needs sincerity and tenacity. Of course, we have to talk about understanding and fate. Once something is not involved in understanding and fate, it will be pale. In my opinion, when people are alive, no matter what they do, the purpose of life and social utilitarianism should not be too strong, neither should be too persistent, and let nature take its course. In this real social life with strong haze and many contradictions in officialdom and shopping malls, in order to realize one’s life dream, one must study hard, work hard and be innocent, don’t be displeased with everything all day long, don’t be targeted, and don’t waste time moaning without illness. 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