Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 255 The crown of Wenhua is reserved for me

Chapter 255 The crown of Wenhua is reserved for me

A chill ran down my skin; Longchuan Che's brushstrokes were just like a stubborn old man who was determined to guard his own little piece of land.

Japanese culture was born out of the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, just as Western culture was inherited from the Greek and Greek civilizations. Ryukawa Toru's brushstrokes are full of ancient oriental flavor.

Tea ceremony, flower arrangement, ancient mountains and rivers.

Eastern culture has a bit of Japanese sadness.

"You are not doing this right."

When Anne Erno saw Ryukawa Tetsu write, "Flowers are alive. Although their life is short, they live brightly," these words full of Zen philosophy and inspiration, she choked up.

Longchuan Che's writing is very delicate, and even Anne Erno has never seen an author with a more delicate writing style than his.

However, under the current situation of world literature, Ryukawa Toru is missing the point.

"Something's wrong."

Just write one or two essays to let the other person see the difference in your creative approach.

Longchuan Che put down the paper and pen and stared at the French woman.

I don’t know if it’s because of the ink on his fingers, but Longchuan Che’s temperament is slightly different when the light is swaying.

The bright eyes made people feel nervous. Anne Erno swallowed and said:
"Westernized forms of expression are more popular among fans from all over the world, and such works are often the winners of various awards."

Literary status and significance of the work.

Many times this is reflected through winning awards.

Although Ryukawa Tetsu has not won many awards now, Anne Erno believes that as long as he continues to create works of the same type as "The End of the World", he will win international awards sooner or later.

"If you're a frequent winner of international awards, that's it."

Toru Ryukawa handed the manuscript to Taro Ono.

"I probably don't need it."

He said he didn't need the many international awards that many people dream of.

Anne Erno was stunned.

If he didn't send this woman away, she would probably keep pestering him for the next few days. Long Chuan Che looked at the two sisters who had not finished eating yet.

"Let's go for a walk."

Longchuan Che said this to Anne Erno. The woman was silent for a while and then walked out with her.

"Mr. Ono won't follow?"

In the Canal Restaurant, Taro Ono's attention was completely focused on the manuscript written by Tetsu Ryukawa. Mrs. Takeda, who was eating sturgeon sushi, asked jokingly.

Taro Ono came all the way from his hometown specially, and now when Toru Ryukawa walked out with other editors in person, there was a sense of beauty of face-to-face NTR.

Mrs. Takeda felt that she would never tolerate the other person's temper.

"Ms. Takeda."

Flipping through the manuscript in his hand, Ono Taro can actually be considered as the elder of the Takeda sisters.

The middle-aged man in his forties was flipping through the manuscript, with a hint of elegance.

"Their publishing house is too small to accommodate Longchuanjun."

Gallimard, one of the top ten literary journals, can’t accommodate Ryukawa Toru?
The Takeda Shinki sisters were a little surprised.

"We have been talking about Western literature these past two days. Let's talk about Eastern literature today."

Holding hands, we walked along the shore of the Otaru Canal.

The record store next door is filled with the sound of classical music, and the canal reflecting the lights is like a jade belt decorating the city.

There are Western-style buildings everywhere, and traces of Westernization are everywhere.

"Oriental literature?"

Anne Erno raised an eyebrow.

Under the erosion of Western culture, Westerners have an inherent arrogance.

"Since we are in Japan, let's start with Japanese literature."

Suddenly feeling that if this was an interview, it should start from now on, Anne Erno subconsciously did not reach for the wine jug on her body.

She was a bit of a drinker, but somehow she felt that Ryuukawa Tetsu should respect her now.

He has an aura similar to that of a literary master.

Similar to Hugo who wrote "Les Miserables", Rousseau who wrote "Confessions" and even Stendhal who wrote "The Red and the Black".

Some people can represent the literary world of a period of time, and Ryuukawa Che is one of them now.

“Everything is sad. This is Japan’s culture of mono no aware.”

Perhaps many people know Japan’s traditional aesthetics, including yugen, mono no aware, and wabi-sabi.

But Anne Erno has never been able to listen to others tell them well, and more strictly speaking, no writer can tell them well to the world. This constitutes the foundation of Heian period literature, the traditional aesthetics that has been passed down from the heyday of the Tang Dynasty to the present day.

Anne Erno first heard it being disassembled.

"Everything is fleeting."

"The Japanese prefer the culture of mono no aware. A friend of mine said that one should look at the world with the 'eyes of the dying'. For them, the moment when everything passes away is beautiful."

“When do people feel closest to nature and everything in it?

In the romantic tradition, the answer people would most likely choose is silence and tranquility.

But the Japanese in the Heian period chose when I feel sad or see sadness.

That is to say, when I feel that the river symbolizing time is constantly flowing forward, when I feel the emotions and phenomena of decline that will never return, I feel that I am closest to nature and all things in the world.

I felt compassion and pity for the stones washed in the river, and at that time I established a relationship with those stones.

That was the most beautiful time.”

I have never heard of anyone being able to dismantle the spiritual culture of a group so thoroughly. Standing on the edge of the canal, Anne Erno swallowed.

The concept of world literature was first proposed by Goethe, who emphasized world literature that breaks the regional divisions and believed that world literature is to unify the literatures of various nations into a great complex.

She had always used Western literature to refer to world literature, but Ryukawa Tetsu was clearly telling her.

All literature should be considered world literature.

"I know you are not willing to give in."

This young man's background may be more profound than he thought.

Anne Erno shrugged, saying that the spiritual culture of a community can be easily dismantled.

"Western literature is the mainstream, and if you want to become a best-selling author you have to adapt to it."

“Who said we were going to be best-selling authors?”

I don't know when Taro Ono caught up with him. After he finished reading Ryukawa Toru's manuscript, his expression was a little carefree.

As if he had found something certain from the second part of "The Traditional Trilogy", Ryuukawa Toru turned away and gave him an expression that made sure you wouldn't be led astray.

"Don't you write novels to sell more books?"

Taro Ono said something very well: If you are not a literati, you cannot understand the spiritual creation and needs of literati.

It is not yet known what Toru Ryukawa thinks, but Taro Ono has obviously given him other meanings.

“A writer writes so that people will remember him, publish his works, and hold lectures in his memory ten or a hundred years later.”

“Only words can bring immortal tension, like the sound of drums in temple rituals, like the burning of gossamer and erratic wildfires.

The sound of drums and wildfires soothe the homeless hearts. "

"What does it mean?"

To be honest, Anne Erno doesn't really understand these figurative things.

"that is"

Watching Ryukawa Toru and the two men from the Takeda family walking away, Ono Taro could always see the shadow of an old man in him.

"The Kafka Prize is not enough. Shinchosha and the Ministry of Education have one direct nomination for the Nobel Prize."

Stunned, stunned, and speechless.

Anne Erno looked at Ono Taro with a look that said, "Are you crazy?"

No one in the East Asian cultural circle has won the literary crown for nearly a hundred years, and the other side actually placed their hopes on a young man.

"To you he might just be a best-selling author."

Holding the manuscript of "The Ancient Capital", Ono Taro's face looked a little grim.

"What I want is a great writer that hasn't been seen in a century."

The long canal looks like the body of some animal.

The gorgeous lights were like a sash on the young man.

Taro Ono has always been the person who has the highest expectations of Toru Ryukawa.

He wanted him to keep writing and writing.

Until the pen has exhausted the beauty of literature.

Until he was crowned with the highest literary laurels.

"He standing in the rain should be more majestic than the rain.
Simply catering to Western culture will not win the crown."

These were the last words spoken by Taro Ono on May 4th.

(End of this chapter)

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