Li Tiecheng later recalled that he didn't dare to neglect these tears. He moved some bricks as stools in the cave and worked at his desk. By the dim light during the day, I lit candles at night and stayed up all night. He was deeply moved by these shocking poems. During the sorting process, he burst into tears several times and won more than 200 poems.
In May 2009, writer Liu Yingong visited Mou, who works in the State Environmental Protection Bureau. At that time, Mou conveniently handed him a book of poems because he was going to a meeting. This collection of poems is a manuscript compiled by him to commemorate his father's centenary birthday.
Liu casually turned to a page: "This young man is very attractive. He was stunned by the conversation. Five mountains in the chest are difficult to fill. " The lofty sentiments of youth seized him at once. After a cursory look, he was shocked by Han Tang Zhiyun, which was beyond his reading experience of contemporary poets.
He commented: We really can't believe that such a strange poet once lived and wrote in the same era as us. Take it home, burn the midnight oil, chew and ponder repeatedly ... We firmly believe that we have indeed found a great poet who has never published a poem before his death, comparable to everyone in Han and Tang Dynasties.
When he was young, the poet joined the army when the country was destroyed and died. "Learning books has become a sword" and "battle-hardened". At that time, the poetic style was bold and magnificent, and Jia Xuan dared not stare at it.
Perhaps his sincerity is enough to move the world, and the poet can follow in the footsteps of the old Du Fu and make contributions to his career. He landed in a poor and difficult place, wearing a heavy shackle around his neck, and was called the "Rightist", from a senior official in Beijing to a "ghostly" on the edge. People can't bear to be thin, and poetry only adds color to him. After reading this, he praised: Here comes a good poem! "Lan Zhi is fragrant and fragrant, and the pine and cypress are old." "I was thirsty for wine, so I thought about swallowing the sea and met the sky several times." "It is the dream of many poor people to be windy all day." How gloomy and sad, how proud and magnificent.
Among this poet's works, his poems are the most vigorous and gloomy. "Eight thousand children are exhausted, and one hundred and twenty rivers and mountains are ground in the palm." Write all about Liu Xiang. "People who have a bumper harvest are still starving, and clothes are cold in September. The situation is still very good, and tears flow. " This poem is about history, so I won't let Lao Du go.
The significance of the poet's existence lies in his spiritual value of pride and independence. The existence of the poet enables us to appreciate a spectacle-the poet holds a pen in his hand and competes with the whole madness era! In the severe years of cultural catastrophe, the Chinese nation adhered to the dignity of culture with one person. Xier (1975)
Never worry about poverty, Derby silver is priceless.
Side by side inheritance, only poured earth-shattering words.
A warm heart means cherish, remain uncorrupted.
Live in a temple, be diligent in political affairs, retire from the Jianghu, and be yourself.
(At the end of April, the poet died in Jinan)
Flower viewing (1972)
I love wild flowers in the wilderness, which make the spring breeze go to the end of the world.
The clouds are high and the geese are covered, and the wind is cold and the forest is crying.
Vast and flat Sha Qianli, solitary kitchen two or three.
At dusk, the sunset is still tireless, and Chai Men watches the sunset glow alone.
(1989 The poet was exempted from heavy physical labor due to illness and lived in the Great Northern Wilderness. )
One of the Spring Festival (1972)
The deserted village beyond the Great Wall has been idle for a long time, birds and flowers are fragrant, and there is silence.
Poor people don't have guests at festivals, and poor tea and light rice are used as wine, which makes them worry for a year.
Chrysanthemum indicum (1972)
Wild chrysanthemums are born in the wilderness, and the flowers are yellow in autumn.
No one has ever appreciated it. He is interested in loneliness.
Proud and strong, the heart is frosty and fragrant.
Stand up in the desert and China will see strength.
Ode to Lin Biao's Escape History (197 1)
The fallen leaves in the cold forest are cloudy in autumn, and the heroes in the world are lonely.
Xiao Qiang's curse has never been expected, and who is in charge of the secrets of the palace curtain.
Dignitaries and nobles kill like wolves, and the people plow like cattle and horses.
Throughout the ages, recycling of waste has become a foregone conclusion, and rivers have no words to flow eastward.
The wind sings at dusk (1969)
Every morning and evening is the dream of many poor people.
Three words force the poor, sick and old, and the four seasons benefit me in summer, autumn and winter.
Sheng Xian doesn't admire Huai Nanzi, but he still wants to be a plug.
No matter what ups and downs there are in the world, I don't know. Before I die, everything is empty!
(The poet spent a year in the cowshed and labor camp)
General Peng felt humiliated.
Worried about the country and the people all his life, a white-haired old remonstrator.
The desire for loyalty is often self-motivated, but it is only because of being in the same boat that it is more blind.
chrysanthemum
Wild chrysanthemums are born in the wilderness, and the flowers are yellow in autumn.
No one has ever appreciated it. He is interested in loneliness.
Proud and strong, the heart is frosty and fragrant.
Stand up in the desert and China will see strength.