Reading the title, I imagined that the novel would be an epic poem about the old forest, where there are ranges of red basalt hills covered in sunlight and wind, the scent of coffee flowers, the quiet pine forests, the wind following each other around the hillsides all day long without getting tired... "Deep" - evokes a feeling of vastness, distance, abyss, sadness? And so, perhaps, the novel does not stop at stories about the forest. More precisely, it is the story of a human life - a forest.
Indeed, in the novel, there are two worlds that exist side by side, like two large mirrors reflecting each other: the forest and the people. Let’s not talk about the forest – the constant anxiety on Dang Ba Canh’s writings. What kept me glued to the words until the last page was the story about human fates, human lives, and types of people… that the writer painstakingly portrayed.
First of all, there are the images of chairmen and secretaries like Mr. Ba and Y Lam. Starting from nothing, struggling through life with thorny political problems has taught them too many schemes. They become people with power and titles in their hands, both dignified and dignified, but also unable to escape the instinctive desires of human beings. Or, there are characters who come from poor rural areas, with silkworm status, thanks to good timing and cunning, they become famous among their seniors like Truong Rau, Dai Quy, Binh Chot... For these characters, at first we feel pity and sympathy, but later on, we become more and more disappointed and hateful.
The image of women in the novel is also woven by the writer with different colored threads. Nhan is weak and innocent. Loan is wise and sophisticated. Lua is gentle and resigned. The girl H'Han is naive and honest to the point of not being able to decide her own happiness. Chung Tinh, Tuyet Nhung are calculating...
Of course, the novel cannot lack the images of people with typical Central Highlands characteristics such as Ma Rut, village elder Ma Rin... In them, the sincerity and simplicity of the trees in the middle of the forest seem to radiate from their gait, speech, thoughts, and outlook on life.
And a character built with a life full of misfortune and loss but always standing firm before the strong temptation of money - journalist Cao Tam. This character, vaguely resembles a writer, and his thoughts and words, perhaps represent the voice of an artist?
The strange thing is, the novel has more than 20 characters, and each character is associated with a separate storyline, but they are all skillfully connected to each other. Somehow, they are related to each other, and so, the storyline continues from one character to another like a small stream. The reader does not feel lost in a maze like when reading G. Marquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude or Murakami's Norwegian Wood . Each type of person, each human life appears clearly.
If you are looking for a modern novel in which the writer likes to experiment with new literary techniques such as using multiple narrative perspectives, flexible changes in tone, non-linear structure, flow of thoughts, the method of icebergs to reflect current life and innovate and renew literature, then Deep Forest Wind is such a novel.
The writer urges the reader to speed up really fast to be curious about the ending of the work. And, the writer did not disappoint the reader's expectations. All the characters, in some way, were punished or rewarded in their own way. Absolutely, the reader does not feel troubled about any character. Those who deserve to be punished have stood before the bar, or have paid the price of life's law. Those who deserve to be happy have found peace.
When modern life pushes people to too much mental pressure, choosing to end like that, writer Dang Ba Canh not only catches up with the aesthetic taste of readers, but also heals and soothes people's spiritual pain. Reading The Deep Forest Wind , indeed, we do not feel regret or waste of time.
The story of the forest - a companion on the writings of writer Dang Ba Canh, I agree with the comment of writer Tong Phuoc Bao when he talked about Dang Ba Canh's works: "The forest haunts and evokes his mind, to the point of becoming an urge for him to keep writing, to keep giving life many works and stories about the forest, it is impossible to stop."
From the short story collections Sang Mua, Dat Bitter, Rung Xa to the novel Gio rung tham tham and many other works, the forest is always haunting on his writings. The majestic, immense forest "When the windy season comes, the overlapping forests roar loudly in the vast darkness". The forest is a common roof, a source of life, a support for many people who have wandered from all over the world to converge on this highland land "The protective forest spreads across three provinces... This is not only like a line of defense for the core of the forest but also keeps the underground water for the upper Mai River flowing down to the plains".
Forests blend with human life, witnessing many ups and downs of joy, sorrow and hardship. As the writer himself confided in the first pages of the novel, “For the residents of this windy, deep plateau, the forest is not only a resource, not only an ecosystem but also the source of spiritual life.” However, sadly, the forest is full of wounds: “So much precious wood in the deep, dangerous forest, seemingly endless, has disappeared in just ten years.”
The pain of the forest is like a needle and thread that permeates the writer's writings: "A large number of fallen trees lie scattered, many of the sap roots are still warm and oozing... Through the gaps between the withered and hot leaves, the red flames like blood spread throughout the forest and then covered the clouds with a numbing yellow color. The tree stumps are smoky, emaciated, with a series of open bruises like tombstones planted on the graves of trees burned alive". And "A few months later, every night, a series of pine trees fell down, lying on the green grass carpets while the saw blade licked across the roots... One night, two nights, then every night". The writer's sorrow and anxiety sometimes sounded like "really sorrowful", "Really bewildered".
Reading The Deep Forest Wind, I suddenly remembered the beautiful lyrics of musician Tran Long An: And I still remember a species of tree, living close together, the trunks are straight.
Master Tran Thi Tam, Teacher at Nguyen Chi Thanh High School for the Gifted, Gia Nghia City.
When writing pages about forests, the writer often uses personification, comparisons, strong verbs, rhetorical questions, exclamations... That means that, to the writer, he sees the forest as a living being with a soul, knowing how to soar romantically, knowing how to love people and also knowing how to suffer, scream, yearn to live, to be green...
What causes pain and wounds to the forest? Because of the dream of escaping poverty: "Nâm Lar gradually becomes a place where people from all over the country flock to clear forests and fields to realize the dream of escaping the pursuit of poverty in every village"? Or because of the misconception "The golden forest must be exploited to exploit that precious resource to enrich society"? Each person causes pain to the forest in different ways, but in the end, they all come from wrong perceptions and insatiable greed.
With a clear vision and sharp writing style, writer Dang Ba Canh has awakened us to many philosophies of life. Humans have always had illusions about their intellectual power, thinking that if they could build the Great Wall of China, make pyramids, build dams and build majestic hydroelectric projects, they would have the right to control the universe, seeing nature as just a tool to serve their insatiable greed.
In fact, Mother Nature knows pain and anger. Somewhere we have seen tsunamis, great floods, forest fires, epidemics... That is nature's response. For the people of the Central Highlands, losing the forest means losing living space, losing cultural identity. With The Deep Forest Wind , writer Dang Ba Canh has joined the flow with writers who have innovated on the topic of ecological criticism such as Nguyen Van Hoc, Nguyen Ngoc Tu...
And each of his works is like a weapon to protect the forest, also to protect the cultural brocade of the Central Highlands and to awaken human conscience. Because a human life is like a tree life. Reading The Deep Forest Wind , I suddenly remembered the beautiful lyrics of musician Tran Long An: And I still remember a species of tree, living close together, the trunk is straight. Having a tree is having a forest, and the forest will grow green, the forest protects the homeland... The truth belongs to everyone, not willing to live a small life. I would like to sing about my friends, those who live for everyone. Day and night guarding the land and sky, radiant like the apricot forest blooming in spring .
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