If the novel is wine, then the prose is tea, and the charm can only be realized if it is tasted.

If the novel is a running river, then the prose is a still spring, and there are thousands of rhythms hidden in the tinkling sound.

Zhu Ziqing's prose, on the other hand, is a fine product in tea, a clear spring in spring, smoke rising in the quiet night, and an elf singing softly in the mottled shadows, lingering quietly in your heart when it is quiet.

It is true that prose has no wonderful plot, distinctive characters and unexpected ending, but it has poetic language, picturesque artistic conception, poetic rhythm, unique opinions, sincere feelings and explicit satire. To read such prose, you must read it with your soul. Reading such prose can not only wander between heaven and earth, but also talk with the writer's soul, thus learning to think.

Zhu Ziqing's prose is not only prose, but also beautiful poetry.

Imagine that when we open the title page full of books, we suddenly encounter a beautiful sentence in a paragraph of text, "The moon is hazy, the sky is hazy, and the curtain is red with begonia"; Or read "among the layers of leaves, there are some white flowers dotted sporadically, some bloom gracefully and some bloom shyly;" Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beautiful woman who just took a shower, what kind of joy would it be? Zhu Ziqing's prose has such a feature. Reading a text means reading poetry, scenery and feelings. I have learned Spring for three times, but after reading "Look forward, look forward, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching", I will still think of the joy of the whole spring. And every time I see the touching description behind me, I still burst into tears.

This is the power of Zhu Ziqing, the power of quietness and the power of words. It doesn't have to have a beautiful structure or flowery words. As long as there is a kind of silence, it can touch your heart at a certain moment.

Sometimes, prose can be a sword, hitting people's hearts directly.

Try "The Man in White-the God's Pet", and we can find that quiet and simple words can be as shocking as people. Prose can also attack the dark reality. These articles are like a sharp knife. Isn't a writer a fighter with a knife? It is the characteristics of these articles and also the characteristics of that generation of literati.

Yes, there is not necessarily a strong parallelism, and there is not necessarily a heroic oath. Silence can also produce shock.

I believe that this tranquility will lead more people to the sublime, as Yang Zhensheng said: "His prose has really opened a smooth road for us, and it will always lead us from near to far, making us feel ashamed."