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08.01.2020 02:42
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Teacher Xu, this time you fell into the pit! "This is what Li Xuan, the young female college director of the province, told me last month. It took me 10 days to write a stage 8 act and 20 plays for the province's people. In the meantime, I invited several well-known literary people. People reviewed and applauded Parliament Cigarettes, and immediately felt arrogant, feeling that they would immediately become "Cao Yuer." Soon a few pots of cold water splashed over their faces! "Nine Nine Nine Nine Suns" (October 13) Dean Li Xuan brought me and some of the old artists from the province to a holiday estate in Lantian County. One was to let me wait for the elderly to celebrate Chongyang, and the other was to discuss the script I wrote to them. This idea is pretty good. Those old artists are all my old friends, and the reason for writing the script is that they pushed me hard. But what I could n��t think of was that their criticism of my script was called "bombshell" and gave no face at all. One is The suspect, the second is to say that he has not stepped out of the literary circle. It is an abbreviated version of the novel. Unlike the drama that has been playing for more than half a century, it is still the big girl who has been subjected to such subversive criticism. The criticism is ruthless. Point, but we are the tried and tested proletariat after all " "The rivers and lakes", you can say whatever you like. "I find the baskets are all vegetables." This is my consistent understanding and understanding of the writer and life. Li Xuan was afraid that I could not fight, and said to me with a smile: The play script is the hardest to write. Teacher Xu, you fell into the pit this time! I answered with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you fall into the pit. I have fallen into a pit, into a ditch, and planted a horn in my life! Don't fill the soil, I will crawl out by myself! After returning, he hung the "No Fighting Card": a week of truce, and thought about climbing out of the pit. This week I was like walking in a cave, gray-dark-gleam-bright-until suddenly clear! Suddenly cheerful feeling is like waking up from a big dream, rubbing your eyes, wow, the sun is out! October 19. I went back to my desk and started "climbing." An informed friend advised me: slow down when rewriting ... I laughed without answering. When writing an article, you cannot win or lose. The inspiration came, that is, the river breaks through the dyke, a thousand miles away, and the waves are like snow, irresistible! If you are not inspired, you can twist three thousand white hairs and break five hundred railings. You should not eat anything. "Sharpening a sword in ten years" and "Slow work produces fine work" are all for artisans Newport 100S, excluding writers and artists! bias! Prejudice is prejudice Newport Cigarettes. There is no literature without prejudice! Writers' prejudices are opinions, and writers without opinions are only nonsense! Unify the caliber, all people are united, that is the game of politicians. At 7 am this morning, the script of 8 acts and 20 scenes turned into 5 acts and 10 scenes in my hands. In five days, the "ring fat" became "swallows". Looking at it again, I thought of Zheng Banqiao's poem, "Let's keep everything thin and thin, and draw until the time of life is mature", it feels very cool! Now I understand why writers applaud the performers for the same work. The reason is simple: literature is graphic art, writers look down at the thoughts and words of the work; drama is three-dimensional art, and performers look up (or even dance) with spatial structure. From different perspectives, the results are naturally different. With this in mind, when I am revising, I have "three arrows" in mind, language and structure, and the effect has obviously grown. Let's climb out of this pit. Will there be pits later? Probably there. Never mind, let's climb again if there are pits! People are constantly seeing things in constant climbing pits. You see the child learns to walk, fell down, wiped his tears, and walked away, and fell and walked and blinked into a big man! What the hell is that? In short: Climbing out is your way, and getting there is your tomb. Right? Comrade Laobai of my family was mixed again and again: "Can you lose weight for the article, can't you lose weight for the belly? See what you've gotten fat? The saddest thing about a man is that he can't control his wife! The characteristic of this white chief : To her husband Xu, "Which pot does she open?" |
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