Pushkin's China fan, who is not familiar with the great translator Ge Baoquan? The Collection of Pushkin edited by him was reprinted 9 times in 1947, with a total print run of124,000 copies, which was a great print run at that time!
1988, I was lucky enough to get a new edition of Pushkin's poems, which was signed by Ge Lao. The first edition was published by Beijing Publishing House on 1987. The plastic surface is soft and delicate, beautifully bound and illustrated. Ge Lao's inscription on the title page is: "1June 30, 988, the day when I came back from the All-Su Pushkin Poetry Festival." Interestingly, Ingo was old when he wrote the inscription for me, and his handwriting was thin and dense. I can't recognize a few words at all, so I have to write and send a copy, and ask his wife, Teacher Liang, to find out.
People's Literature Publishing House published seven volumes of Pushkin's collected works in 1995. The original four volumes on the bookshelf of Han Zhai were found in Xinhua Bookstore in the neighboring county. Although it is not complete, I am also happy to buy it. Because it has been published for many years, in order to complete the whole series, I have to write a letter to Mr. Lu Yong, the editor-in-chief of Selected Works. Soon I received a reply saying, "I'm glad to see your letter." I love Pushkin. Unexpectedly, there is a friend of Pushkin in distant Guizhou. However, the Puqi volume set is generally sold at one time, not retail. How is it possible to buy only a few rolls? I can send you my whole set of parts. I am old, and it is also a pleasure to be a friend who loves Pushkin! "
For Pushkin, Mr. Feng Chun, a famous translator, sweated profusely at high temperature and shivered in cold, sacrificing all his entertainment and hobbies and dedicating every night to Pushkin. In his spare time of 20 years, he independently translated and published ten volumes of Pushkin's Collected Works. Knowing that my collection was short of Pushkin's novels translated by him, he generously sent me two volumes of signatures, saying, "These two books not only contain Pushkin's novels, but also are an important prose of Pushkin, which is richer in content and I think it can meet your needs."
Wang Zhiliang, a retired teacher of East China Normal University, has been attached to Pushkin's poetic novel yevgeni onegin since he was 22 years old. Now that he is over seventy, he is still working tirelessly to revise and revise. From 1956, when onegin was translated, until he only wore a "Rightist" hat and lost his cadre status, health and even his hukou, his luggage consisted of several bags of books and a handbag full of various pieces of paper (all translated versions of onegin). During the Cultural Revolution, Mr. Zhiliang overcame the unimaginable difficulties of ordinary people and silently insisted on translating the "crown" of Russian literature. The translation was retranslated and copied at least ten times. It was not until 1985 that this translation, which exhausted Mr. Quan's hard work and suffered many disasters, was published by People's Literature Publishing House. Teacher Zhiliang said in her letter to me, "Thank you for liking my translation. Please give me more advice! This book was bought from Zhejiang on my behalf, and there may be wrong pages. Please check it carefully. After receiving the book, I hope you can tell me so as not to miss it! " On the title page of the gift book, Teacher Zhiliang wrote: "May we study together and make progress together."
Pushkin wrote in several poems:
"Come on, no matter where I go,
Friends, wherever you want to go,
……
Whether to the remote edge of the Great Wall in China.
……"
In fact, Pushkin, who yearns for the Great Wall, has never really been to China, but his great works are always deeply rooted in the hearts of the people of China. If he knew from the grave that there were such a large number of communicators and bosom friends in China, I think he would surely write an impassioned and touching beautiful poem for them.
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On that occasion, the book Selected Poems of Pushkin let me know about him. Some people grew up watching his poems, and I have an instinctive aversion to foreign poems, but I didn't know his works until the last year of junior high school. "The sun of Russian poetry", a sacred and brilliant thing, I always fear. But I didn't expect that he was so approachable, with a tolerant smile, patting me on the shoulder like a brother: "everything is instantaneous, and everything will pass;" And the past will become a nostalgia. " I raised my face, picked up the book and put it in my arms. Sunshine then followed the coat, climbed onto the chest and sneaked into the heart. There is light between heaven and earth. Like the ending of all happy novels, I cheered up, which included the persuasion of many teachers, friends and parents. The power of that book finally shocked me. I started reading foreign poems, especially Pushkin's. I like his flowing, unadorned nature, the bright sunshine in his poems, my heart burning with enthusiasm, and the dance of freedom and love, youth and life. No one will think that Pushkin's life course is happy, just as no one can deny his greatness. His short life is full of too many contradictions between ideal and reality, and he struggles awkwardly in the cracks. The tsar hated him, the nobles rejected him, and his wife could not understand him. But genius is not lonely after all. He is like a proud lion, regardless of the haze, holding up the sun and spreading the light to the world and people's gloomy and confused hearts. I deeply admire Pushkin's shining personality in that dark age. And the past when I was young made me more attached to him. So many times, when I run down the road of life, I always feel that there are a pair of warm eyes watching me behind me and gently encouraging me: "If life deceives you ..." Yes, many years have passed since I first met him. My mood is no longer as extreme as when I was young. At that time, putting your thoughts too high will inevitably hurt yourself. Life flows like water, and it is too sharp for me to wear off the ideal tip sincerely and inevitably. I have become less anxious. I can slow down and look at the scenery along the way. I can even stop, pick up the stream by the road and watch the reflection of the sky and the clouds stretch quietly in it. Now that I think about it, that setback is really nothing. I have to thank my unknown friend for giving me this book, which shines with Pushkin's sunshine at that impressionable age. It is not too late. When the soul is not bound by time and sophistication, nobility and light come in and I accept it. So I sang "If Life Deceived You", "I remember that wonderful moment" and "Wish" along the way. Life has taken several turns inadvertently.