In addition to his busy work, Wang Linqiang often writes poems a day. "Hurried gobbling sentences" erupted in unison, as if it were not him controlling the verses, but the verses controlling him.
Words are his living environment, and short sentences are sprinkled, which excavates the heart of his art. Poetry is his spiritual highland; Creation is the state of his life. When life is full, you should write more. Whatever you want to write, you can spit it out as fast as you want.
Nostalgia for his hometown and his nostalgia for poetry are the eternal themes of his creation. The more you leave your hometown, the more you fall in love with your hometown. Leaving home is the responsibility of life; Nostalgia for his hometown has become the root of his poetic talent.
He loves plants, and uses his spare time to take care of the vegetation in the community, watering, pruning, weeding, and even pruning some shrubs into beautiful landscapes, turning the unkempt bushes into "pandas", "peacocks" and "swans".
Residents of the community have also been treating him as a gardener hired by the property company. But in the process of taking care of plants, he stretched his mind and walked the world.
Plants are memories, plants are homes. When the sun falls on the plants, it is a lingering melancholy, a thick wisp of ethereal nostalgia. In his eyes, plants can also depict the splendor of life, formalize the sorrow of the past, and make his heart have no wasteland.
He likes the vigor of plants, the smell of plants coming out of the soil, and the spirit always rising from the roots. He carefully ** the fables of plants and trees, and got a lot of inspiration from them, "I am willing to be plants and trees, and think about the world." Abandoning the normal is different, and the subtlety is inexhaustible. This is a typical poet's mind, and he can understand it if he knows it.
It is nostalgia, it is plants, that lead his poems to philosophical thinking: "Only by being saved by green, can there be a vast way out." "The roots are green, and the heart is also green, which is the most essential context of life. ”
His philosophical poems are clear and subtle, with profound connotations, or the words are strange and poetic, or the hands and eyes are unique and elegant. For example, he lives and works on the seashore and has a unique sense of night and light: "When the lights come on, time has color, everything is real." Night, with its huge secrets, lights, is as small as a flowering mind. It can be described as simple and pure, and the style of poetry is bright and timeless.
With taste, write about the spirit, the most visible. A philosopher once said that the important thing is not to live better, but to live more. Wang Linqiang's poems, the most commendable thing is "the heart of poetry downward".
Works that depict ordinary laborers are the most powerful and moving. For example, it depicts a lineman who works at height all year round: "There is a blue sky in your arms, and mountains and rivers are between your feet." "The throat of fate, swallowing the dust of the world. The rope on the waist tightly ties the swaying life. The pen is full of affection and wit, expressing the sincere feelings of the poet with deep roots for ordinary laborers.
Feel it, write it. The heart is moved, the hair is subtle, and then the pen and ink are formed. Over time, the texts have sprung up, showing the author's broad vision, and also constituting his own poetic world.
There is a pair of ancient couplets in the market: "When the vision is high, there is no obstacle, and there are clear waves at the beginning of the heart." "Wang Linqiang cherishes the truth and nourishes his soul with writing. As he said, literature has light, illuminates life, illuminates the heart, illuminates life. The days with literature are wonderful. When your hobby becomes your job, your life will become richer and richer.
Excerpt from "Hebei**" on November 24, 2023