He Jingzhi's classic quotations:
A poet, his poems can't leave the times and the people, but should reflect the pulse of the times and express the voice of the people.
If poetry wants to maintain its great historical value, it must keep close contact with the times and the people.
The scientific attitude is persistence and development. The premise is that persistence is proved to be correct by practice. This is just like any progressive historical phenomenon can't go beyond the limitations of its own historical conditions.
Who said you left me? No, you and I will live the same life forever! Always here, in the ranks of soldiers, in the motherland, yesterday, today and tomorrow, always moving forward.
For our generation, the understanding of the spirit of the Speech at the Yan 'an Forum on Literature and Art is not only related to us personally, but also touching, because many years of positive and negative lessons tell us that the basic principles and theories of the spirit of speech are correct and conform to the law of the development of human art. The spirit of speech still plays a guiding role in the current creation, and it will also guide the direction of China literature and art for a long time.
A poet should have the temperament of a poet. This temperament is not to bow down when encountering setbacks, not to escape from reality, not to be unhappy or even to collapse, but to be open-minded and inclusive. The poet's mind should be as broad, broad and vast as the sea, and he can withstand any wind and waves.
We should express people's feelings and tell people's things. This cannot be misinterpreted as denying the poet's subjective world and giving up the self in art. On the other hand, poetry cannot be attributed to pure self-expression. Leading poets to break away from or even exclude society and people.
Poets will not degrade their talents by speaking for the people. For a poet who truly belongs to the people, he expresses the era when I belong to the people through this I belong to the people.
There is a big piece of sunshine on my desk. On the mountain outside the window, the fragrance of wild flowers came to my face. Yes, the caves in Dongshan, flashing lights and jumping stars. My plateau, you raised me! My comrade, you exercised me!
Ah, if I had a hundred brains, I would give you one hundred; If I had a thousand hands, I would give you a thousand pairs. If I had ten thousand mouths, I would sing with them! Sing about our great and magnificent new motherland!
Life is written like this, and death is written like this. Revolution! Revolution! Every line, every page. People! People! In every chapter and section. The revolution will never retreat! The struggle never stops! The red flag will never fall! The torch will never go out! Who is the thoroughbred of revolution? People will identify themselves!
History is answering: how should people be born? Lu, what should I do? Facing today: How should the pulse in the blood vessels beat? What is true happiness? What is the life of youth? What is the old age of a hero who has a beginning and an end? What is the life of a newcomer without regrets?
Let me choose a thousand times: you or you, China! Let me look for it ten thousand times: it's you, only you, revolution! Born, born a thousand times, born in the arms of Chinese mother, live for 10 thousand years, live in the career of a great leader!
9.6 million square kilometers of rivers and seas, I love every inch of you! 3650 days and nights, I love you every second and every minute!
Ah ah! Throughout the ages, how many heroes have broken the wind and waves, the middle reaches of the Yellow River are immortal and the backbone of the nation!
Ah, I see: Our road to China is not Ma Pingchuan. Before us, there are still endless valleys and canyons. There will be unexpected storms to meet me, countless new tests, and dust and poisonous bacteria will sneak up on me. But, my dear party! Please believe how you led me and how I will follow you!
Me, who is it? Where is it? An endless ocean, a small water drop in the ocean, an endless field, a small particle in the field.
Three flowers and wine to a drop of Lijiang River, motherland, my love for you is so charming and affectionate that my white hair will never grow! Jiangshan people are proud of this, making me young and not old!
Lamb lamb looked at her mother beside her breast, and the small grain of rice supported me to grow up.
Don't jump so hard in your heart. Don't cover my eyes with dust. I won't let the loess go. I will stick it tightly to my heart and return to Yan 'an several times in my dream. I will settle down in Baota shan with my hands. Thousands of voices call you, Yan' an mother is coming!
I see: every girl's heart is a landscape of Guilin. I see: every young man's palm is a five-finger mountain peak.
God in the clouds, fairy in the fog, mountain in Guilin! Love is as deep as love, beautiful as a dream, and love is like the water of Lijiang River!
You see, 5,000 years of white hair, a few wrinkles in Wan Li, and the overnight shareholder wind have all blown away!
Ah, give you the burning fire in our hearts; Ah, give you the burning magma in our blood vessels; Give you the rolling Yellow River of our life; Give you the vast Yangtze River of our youth.
Horseheads held high to the east, the red sun rolled, ponytails swept, the western sky, and residual clouds fell! Scared, the capitalist world ancient road, the west wind thin horse, scared, the old vine/crow on the Atlantic coast.
A thousand waves, ten thousand waves! 60 million waves converge into this magical ocean! A thousand miles of wind, Wan Lifeng! 60 million horses, let go of the reins together!
Dongfeng! Red flag! The morning glow is like a brocade avenue! Blue sky! Flowers are like clouds.
Spring breeze, autumn rain, morning fog, sunset in May, wheat waves. In August, the waves are rough. Peach blossom, south. Snowflakes, north.
The garden is full of flowers and many new people come to the art garden. There are Peking Opera in Changchun, and Peking Opera can be used in Changchun.
Wang Yue saw the hopeful man Song, but he watched the sun on the mountain peak. The pine tree and the red sun looked at me, their bones hardened and their hearts penetrated.
Sink at the bottom of the sea a few times and it will last forever. Dai Zong writes poems with his own brush.
As poets, it is not how great we are, but how many national revivals we have written in words and sounds, and how many historical processes of the world revolution have been written from a certain side.
This environment is inherently life-threatening? Meet unexpectedly. Watch the sunset at Yuefeng, and the moon rises at Sunfeng.
Huangshan Mountain is beautiful but not true, and the mountains and rivers are as different as talented people. There is no cloud on the sea in Laoshan Mountain.
If you form a group, you will form a big group. Subject and object are combined, and individuals and groups exist for each other.
In life, I often sing before I get drunk, and there are thousands of joys and sorrows. Come to Tianchi and try to get drunk before you rest, so as to raise a feast in the four seas.
Great trip to sea, Qianjiang is angry with me. A drop dares to report Jiang Hisense, and then watch the climax.
I have been drunk for mountains and rivers all my life, and I have been drunk for thousands of times. Three rivers finish drinking today, and don't borrow Hanyang Yuejia Cup.
The upper reaches of the Jiuqu Yellow River, the window to the west of the train, is a calm summer night in the northwest. Last month, at the height of the plateau, a station light flew away like fireflies, and a heavy mountain flashed like waves.
Excerpts from the classic quotations of Wang Guozhen, a famous contemporary poet in China.
Wang Guozhen, born in Xiamen, 1956 was born in Beijing. He is a famous contemporary poet, painter and composer in China. His published poems include Youth Tide, Youth Thoughts, Love for Life, Random Thoughts on Rain, I Walk towards Life with a Smile, Journey, etc. His calligraphy works have been engraved in Zhangjiajie, Huangshan, Wutai Mountain, Jiuhua Mountain, Yuntai Mountain, Wulian Mountain and other scenic spots. Since 2005, his calligraphy works have been presented to foreign political parties and state leaders as gifts from central leading comrades. Wang Guozhen is currently the director of the Literary Creation Center of China Academy of Fine Arts, and the literary consultant of Wenzhuan magazine of China Literature Society.
Wang Guozhen's classic quotations:
Life is a trek, a trip; It is waiting, it is reunion; This is an adventure and treasure hunt; Tears are also songs.
The heart is clear, and the rain is clear; When the heart is raining, sunny is also rain.
Don't love easily, let alone hate easily, so that youth can leave more handsome marks. You are happy because you are simple and charming, because you have a tolerant heart. Let friendship become an idyllic poem on the grassland, let hostility pass by, extend each other's hands and hold on to enviable youth and innocence.
I am quiet to make my mind active; I am lively to keep my spirit quiet.
A person who never appreciates others is also a person who will never be appreciated by others.
If we don't stand up, we won't fall, let alone wander around the world. Falling is a kind of commemoration, and commemoration is a warm flower.
You have no reason to be depressed, because you are in autumn, as if you were out of your mind. You have no reason to be proud, because it's spring, so put your head back. Autumn is worse than spring, and spring is worse than autumn.
How can you die peacefully? How can you love indifferently? As long as you love once, it is a life without regrets.
I sigh that the world is changeable, but the world still looks at me.
Shouting is the outbreak of silence, and silence is a silent call.
Vanity is like a beautiful dream. When you dream, you seem to have a lot. When you wake up, you will find nothing.
If you are not happy, don't frown deeply. Life is too short to practice penance. Open the dusty doors and windows, let the sunshine and rain fill every corner, remove the leaves of life, let the wind iron the forehead, the breadth can dilute the sorrow, and the darkness can cover the light.
If life is not generous enough, we don't have to be stingy with returns, so why do we have to be careful? We must give and take as much as possible. If you can be generous, why should you look obscene? If you can be chic, why choose loneliness? Getting is a kind of satisfaction, and giving is a kind of happiness.
If you are a fish, don't be infatuated with the sky. If you are a bird, don't be infatuated with the ocean.
It's not that we suffer too much, but that our minds are not open enough, that we are not too happy, but that we don't know how to live. When you are sad, write a poem. Sing a song when you are happy. No matter what falls from the sky, life is always beautiful.
There is not only one place in life, colorful and brilliant, but flowers, not spring, are dying.
Who would have thought that, in the end, the mountains and rivers remain the same, and love remains the same. Your figure is behind you and in front of you.
I don't think about whether I can succeed or not. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about bitterness and difficulty. I don't think about whether I can win love. Since you love roses, tell your heart bravely. I don't want to think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, what is left to the world is only the back. I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy. As long as I love life, everything is expected.
As long as spring is still there, I won't be sad. Even if the night devours everything, the sun can come back. I won't be sad as long as my life is still there. Even if I am trapped in the vast desert, it is still an oasis of hope. As long as tomorrow is here, I won't be sad, the winter snow will eventually melt quietly, and the spring thunder will surely roll in.
There is no road longer than feet, and there is no mountain higher than people.
It's not that I don't want to love, it's not that I don't love, I'm afraid that love is also a kind of injury.
Excerpts from famous sentences of Liu Changqing, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty.
Excerpts from famous sentences of Liu Changqing, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty.
1, the rain is wet and the clothes are invisible, and the idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. -Liu Changqing "Don't be Yan Shiyuan"
2. The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold, cloudy and sunny in spring. Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence. Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan. If the host asks every acquaintance, Qingpao will miss today's Confucian scholars. -Liu Changqing "Don't be Yan Shiyuan"
3. Singing old songs that nobody cares about. -Liu Changqing's "Playing the Piano"
4, the sun is far away, cold and poor. Chai Men heard dogs barking and went home on a snowy night. -Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow"
5, Chai Men smell dogs barking, hakodate. -Liu Changqing's "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow"
6. From the temple, in the depths of the bamboo, there came the low sound of the evening bell. Holly falls farther and farther on the green mountain with the sunset. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"
7. White clouds are thousands of miles away in Wan Li, with streams in front of the bright moon and streams behind the bright moon. -Liu Changqing's "Tiaoxi rewards Liang Geng without seeing you"
8. From the temple, in the depths of the bamboo, there was the low sound of the evening bell. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"
9. Along an island full of duckweeds, there will be peace of communication. -Liu Changqing's "Watching the King Go South"
10, Jiangnan looks back to the north, and the shallow waters and mountains are alone. Seeing peace and old age, Taoyuan stayed for a long time. -Liu Changqing's "Ask the Master Book after Forgiveness"
1 1, planting trees in the south, new years. Always based on the beginning of the land, alone in the old garden spring scenery. Reflect the sun into a canopy, shake the wind and disperse the brocade. The color is brilliant, and people are drunk. Thousands of lights, fragrant and drizzling. If Gao Ke is a man, he has a good reason to cross the sea. -Liu Changqing's "Title of Magnolia in Fahua Garden, Master of Ling You"
12, southern dynasties, what's left? There is nothing but the great river. -Liu Changqing's "Qiu Deng Wu General Taiwan Temple View"
13, can I follow your footsteps in the autumn grass, or only the setting sun passes through the bleak Woods? . -Liu Changqing's "On Passing Changsha Jia Yijia"
14, No one went to Wan Li in Pingwu, and birds flew in Qian Shan at sunset-Liu Changqing.
15. Send Che Ling out of the temple, deep in the bamboo forest, and the bell chimes at night. The sunset with a hat gradually returned to Qingshan. -Liu Changqing's "Send Master Che Ling"
16, Heji, Qingchuan, Lu Yong, was carried by a boat at sunset. Birds fly far and near on the flat Ye Yuan, as if they were running with the water. May Baiyun bring my thoughts to friends thousands of miles away, and may the moon bring my sad thoughts to friends with the water. Disappointed that Changsha is gone, the grass on the river beach is growing. -Liu Changqing's "Tiaoxi Appreciates Liang Geng, See you later, alias Xianxian Hatred"
17, the years are too late to wait, and the south branch is appreciated in the sky-Liu Changqing's "Looking at the south branch of the peach blossom blooming halfway up the mountain, the north branch was not sent, because it was sent to Du Fu Duan"
Excerpt from Yuan Zhen, a famous poet in Tang Dynasty.
Yuan Zhen (779 -83 1), a native of Luoyang (now Luoyang, Henan) in the Tang Dynasty, was a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. Father Yuan Kuan, mother Zheng. He is a descendant of Tuoba, a Xianbei clan in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and the 14th grandson of Shi Yigui. At the age of 25, he became a lifelong poetry friend with Bai Juyi. At the age of 28, he won the first place in the Department of Physical Education. Give examples to illustrate classic judgments and so on. , and edit the school book lang. At the beginning of Yuan Dynasty and Chu Dynasty, the policy should be the first. In the fourth year of Yuanhe (809), he was the governor of the empire. In the first year of Changqing (82 1), he moved to Zhongshu Sheren as imperial academy. He was appointed as an ancient censor, a secretariat of Yuezhou and an observer of East Zhejiang. In the third year of Daiwa (829), he was Zuo Cheng and senior minister.
Yuan Zhen's famous saying:
However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Self-cultivation is not the same as family planning, and seeking Tao is not timely.
In spring, love has a dream of going home, and half of them are hesitant to dream.
Every year, I gradually feel that the old man has lost weight, and he is full of tears and wants to leave Sun Weng. I don't know where I will go before I die. This body will eventually return to this place.
It doesn't mean that there is nothing in front of you, and you don't care about things carelessly.
There will never be waves in the lotus pond, so don't make waves after the wind.
The front door is an empty world, so there is nothing wrong with the world.
Beauty is drunk under the lamp, and waves flow from here to there. The prince was drunk and slept upside down in the bed where the front edge was renewed.
One cup of lewd, ten lamps of courage. Half-baked, self-indulgent, drunk and peaceful.
Half-hoping for dawn and half-ignorance, drunk smelling flowers and sleeping warblers.
Don't be ashamed of others, be ashamed of Lang.
At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, and I just picked a white flower for you, a woman with white skin. Now I stand quietly like two or three trees, and there is only one poor green leaf to spend the late spring with me.
Dew sunshine makes the chrysanthemum more Feng Run, and its fragrance fills the pool shore, so it never envies the tile pine that is parasitic not very high.
Last year, I met you on the river. I love you very much.
The scenery of the world will be remembered several times, and the mirror before Lingbi Bridge is a hundred miles.
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.