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In the second year of high school, before evening self-study, each student reads an article of their own choosing in order of student number every day. It was an evening when the sky was already dark and the night was still dark. Half of the classroom was noisy and half was sleepy, with only a few pairs of eyes looking up at the podium shining brightly. When it was my turn, I chose "Xiaoyaoyou" by Yu Guangzhong.

"It flies in anger, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, and it can fly up ninety thousand miles."

"Chang'an and New York in the eighth century, the camel caravans from the west, the soft hooves of the wind and sand trampled the human world of the great man."

"There is a ghost spirit in the south, and five hundred years is spring, and five hundred years is autumn. Huizhu, Huizhu, we are Huizhu who have experienced the spring and autumn."

I read This paragraph is intended to tell the students in the class that Yu Guangzhong is not just a nostalgia poet. At a young age, I felt that this was my small mission.

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"Nostalgia" is so famous. A poem about longing to return, coincidentally meets an era that calls for return, and transcends the poem itself. When the sun shines brightly, we cannot see the stars.

Shostakovich composed the Seventh Symphony, which was premiered in 1942 in a city behind the Soviet Union. Another title of this symphony - "Leningrad Symphony" immediately surpassed the original title after its premiere and became the voice of resistance of the humiliated Slavic nation. On July 19, in New York, under the conductor of Toscanini, the "Leningrad Symphony", as the anti-fascist chorus of the people of the world, was broadcast live to the world by radio stations. Decades later, World War II veterans still burst into tears when they hear the familiar first movement.

This is the fate of almost all narrative works. They need to win the favor of a certain era in order to get themselves into a successful position and then sit down once and for all. Fortunately, unfortunately.

Because of this, Yu Guangzhong is well-known, and because of this, he is only well-known to one side.

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Since my sophomore year in high school, I have recommended Yu Guangzhong to countless classmates and friends around me for more than ten years.

"Is this the one who wrote "Nostalgia"?"

"I haven't done it, but I recommend you to read his prose."

His prose, I always recommend "Listen to the Cold Rain", "Xiaoyaoyou" and "My Four Imaginary Enemies". Strictly speaking, Imaginary Enemy is an essay, a joke, and a playful one. It's a shame, but actually it's even more helpless.

From the excerpt of "Listen to the Cold Rain" in the middle school Chinese reading textbook, I fell in love with Mr. Yu's writing. Pitter-patter, pitter-patter, moist, moist, wet, the rain stained the pages of the book, overflowing from the edges of each square printed with ink.

So I bought a collection of Yu Guangzhong’s classic works. Large 32 fo, light yellow cover. Open the first article, "Xiaoyaoyou".

"The phoenix will not come, the unicorn will disappear, and the dragon is just a trademark of the tourism industry. The eight-year-old dances sadly in Longshan Temple. The saints are feasting on the country's salary. The dragon species is scattered overseas. The Book of Songs is completed by crabs. English".

If you are willing to watch "Xiaoyaoyou" hard, every word will scream pain. The pain comes from the tip of my pen in my peripheral vision, from the rain in Bashan, and from the clock in Taipei.

I was captured. The gentle rhythm, the emotions that are spoken and swallowed, the clouds and watery autumn dancing between the lines, you can't put it down after reading it once. To this day, I can still recite this piece of "Xiaoyaoyou" piecemeal.

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"The North in the Book of Songs, the South in the Songs of Chu! When I die, may the spring mud from the south of the Yangtze River cover my body when I die." ——Xiaoyaoyou

On December 14, it rained slightly in Wuhan. The rain is misty and psychedelic. If you smell it carefully, it is refreshing and fresh, with a hint of mint.