内容简介
1984 年秋天，在西昌邛海边，我和蓝马、刘涛同时认识文康，他拿出自己写的几首诗给我们看，其中有一首是歌颂列车员的，看完，我们三个没有表态，另二人怎么想我不知道，我自己感觉有些传统了点。沉默中我听见文康说：我知道我现在的诗写得不好，但我保证，我一定会把诗写好。听他说完，我揣在心里的那一点小心思被秋风吹散，并对他产生了一种莫名的信任，从此我们开始交往，直到成为好朋友。
文康兑现了他的承诺，诗越写越好，原因很简单，他写诗不再紧跟潮流，不再虚情假意，自欺欺人，转而写自己和身边的人与事。一天，在我家喝酒时，他感叹：我现在写诗，以真情实感为底，这么简单、本质的问题，我当初为什么转不过来？
文康必然会转过来，我坚信，他太爱诗了，对语言的敏感与生俱来。现实中的文康大气中略显木讷，处理事情，待人接物，往往追随本性，常常事与愿违。但一写诗，整个人变得无比通透，想怎么写便怎么写，一点也不阻隔，好像自己就是灵感，不用等待，所见所闻皆可入诗。
一晃四十年过去，文康已经写下无数让人印象深刻的诗篇，流畅的语言，朴实的素材构成文康简洁明了，诗意饱满的诗风。懂诗的人心里有数，比起某些著名诗人哗众取宠的作品来，文康的诗不知道要高级多少倍。《四十年诗选》的出版，再次证明，他生来就为写诗。在当今诗界，盘点优秀诗人及优秀作品，文康和他的诗不可或缺。
——吉木狼格
About the Book
In the autumn of 1984, by Qionghai Lake in Xichang, Lan Ma, Liu Tao, and I met Wenkang at the same time. He took out several poems he had written for us to read. One of them praised train conductors. After reading it, the three of us said nothing. I do not know what the other two thought; I felt it was a little too traditional. In that silence, I heard Wenkang say: I know my poems are not good right now, but I promise I will write poems well. After hearing that, the small private judgment I had hidden in my heart was blown away by the autumn wind, and I developed an inexplicable trust in him. From then on we began seeing each other, and eventually became close friends.
Wenkang fulfilled his promise. His poems became better and better. The reason was simple: he no longer wrote by chasing trends, no longer feigned emotion or deceived himself. Instead, he turned to writing himself, and the people and things around him. One day, while drinking at my home, he sighed: now when I write poems, I ground them in true feeling and real experience. Why could I not grasp such a simple, essential matter back then?
Wenkang was bound to turn toward this. I firmly believe that. He loves poetry too much, and his sensitivity to language is innate. In real life, Wenkang is broad-spirited yet slightly slow in manner. In handling matters and dealing with people, he often follows his nature, and things often go against his wishes. But once he writes a poem, his whole being becomes incomparably transparent. He writes however he wants, with no obstruction at all, as if he himself were inspiration and did not need to wait. Everything he sees and hears can enter a poem.
Forty years have passed in a flash. Wenkang has already written countless memorable poems. Fluent language and plain materials form a style that is clear, direct, and full of poetry. Those who understand poetry know this in their hearts: compared with the attention-seeking works of certain famous poets, Wenkang’s poems are many times more advanced. The publication of “Selected Poems: Forty Years” proves once again that he was born to write poetry. In today’s poetry world, when we take stock of outstanding poets and outstanding works, Wenkang and his poems are indispensable.
— Jimo Langge
设计师自述：
五月份，给果皮书店设计了三本书。
《气切气》乌青
《四十年诗选》文康
《日诗记》镂克
我感叹，我去年 11 月份在整理的我的出版作品《垃圾》到今天还没有完成。我深知，这个年代还在做纸质书是不容易的，坚持写作是不容易的。
我感叹，这个年代还有什么是容易的？感觉好苦逼。我也不愿意苦逼，只好告诉自己，不去想那些困难的事，那就什么都是容易的了。
不去想困难的事，写作是容易的，出版是容易的。这个世界哪有什么困难？只要下定决心，去干自己想干的事，没有什么事是困难的。
可，对于我来说，最难的就是，下定决心到底干什么！这太难了，我想做的事情好多，我的好奇心过于旺盛。设计师？艺术家？作家？导演？程序员？除了这些标签，我更加需要立刻面对的是，继续创业 or 找个工作。
创业是困难的？找工作是困难的？都不是，对我来说，真正的困难，是下决心是最难的。
Designer’s Notes
In May, I designed three books for kpee books:
“Qi Cuts Qi” by Wuqing
“Selected Poems: Forty Years” by Wenkang
“Daily Poetry Notes” by Louke
I sighed when I thought about it: the publication of my own work “Garbage,” which I started organizing last November, still is not finished. I know deeply that in this era, continuing to make paper books is not easy, and persisting in writing is not easy either.
Then I sighed again: in this era, what is easy? Everything feels damn hard. I do not want to live inside that difficulty either, so I can only tell myself: if I do not think about those difficult things, then everything becomes easy.
If I do not think about difficulty, writing is easy, and publishing is easy. What difficulty is there in this world? Once you make up your mind and go do what you want to do, nothing is difficult.
But for me, the hardest thing is deciding what exactly to do. That is too hard. I want to do so many things; my curiosity is too strong. Designer? Artist? Writer? Director? Programmer? Beyond these labels, what I need to face more immediately is whether to keep starting a business or find a job.
Is starting a business difficult? Is finding a job difficult? Neither. For me, the real difficulty is that making up my mind is the hardest thing.