Lin's flower poems (the whole poem of April in the world belongs to Lin) 1. The whole poem "April Day on Earth" belongs to Lin.
This is Lin's You Are April Day on Earth.
You are April Day on Earth, a classical poem by Lin, was first published in the first volume (1April 5, 934). There are two opinions about the writing intention of this poem: one is to mourn Xu Zhimo, and the other is to write for the birth of his son.
You are April on earth:
You are the April of this world
-Compliments of love
Lin
I said you are the April day of this world.
Your laughter lit up the wind around you.
Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
Breathing the soft wind at dusk
The stars twinkle with unconscious light.
The rain in Mao Mao sprinkled the flowers with joy.
That's light, that's elegant, and you are,
You wear a crown of flowers,
In your naive and serious way
You are the full moon every night.
When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling
You are as tender as a bud.
How subtle! Long live!
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a blooming flower from tree to tree.
Swallows chirping on the beam.
You are love, warmth and hope.
You are the April day on earth!
works appreciation
April, the spring of the year, is the peak season of spring. In this season, the poet should write down the love in his heart and the mood of the season.
Poets should compare such a spring scene to "you" in their hearts. What kind of spring scenery is there this season? This April should be like the spring scenery in Jiangnan written by Su Dongpo.
That goose yellow is a blooming life; That green contains infinite vitality; That tender life and fresh scenery, with a sacred light in such a season.
This sacredness is as clear as the holy water in front of the Buddha, and as beautiful and shining with the light of love as Bai Lianhua in the Buddha's heart.
In such a season, "you" transcends such a season: "you" are a blooming tree, a swallow flying with spring, beautiful and light, with love, warmth and hope.
The charm and Excellence of this poem lies not only in the beauty of artistic conception and the purity of content, but also in the skillful form and the beauty of language.
Overlapping metaphors are used in the poem, and the image is beautiful without any suspicion of carving. On the contrary, it highlights the artistic conception and purity of the poem-the feeling of freshness and nature is revealed in the gorgeous decoration.
In form, poetry adopts the principle of poetic beauty of Crescent Poetry School: emphasizing the harmony of meter, the sculptural beauty of language and the musical sense of meter.
This poem can be said to be the perfect embodiment of this principle, and the leap of words and the harmony of rhythm have almost reached the extreme.
2. Lin's poems
A smile is a circular vortex of her eyes, lips and lips.
Brilliant as dew, the smiles are hidden in the flash of shellfish teeth. That's laughter-God's smile, beautiful smile; The reflection of water, the light song of the wind.
Laughing is her loose curly hair, scattered around her ears. Soft as a flower shadow, itchy sweetness pours into your heart.
That's a smile-a smile in a poem, a smile in a painting: traces of clouds, soft waves of waves. When you hear music in the middle of the night, it must be your fingers flicking again. In this late night, you are sad; I can't help blushing, listening to the vividness of Black Boy in the middle of the night.
I'm sad to hear that, I know, but how can I respond? Life has long defined her style, and being too weak is people's beautiful imagination. Unless there is such a day in my dream, you and I will climb the strings of hope together.
I would rather turn into a fallen leaf and let the wind and rain fall; Or a cloud, in a clear blue sky, has nothing to do with the earth. But holding the sad sign tightly, touching the disappointment that has not landed; Dusk, night shift, tiptoe, all empty, no more tenderness; Forget the existence of this world; Have you; Mourn for those who have loved; Falling like a fallen flower, I forgot to look at these tears.
On that day, nothing will be left, except for a moment or a gust of wind. You must forget that I once lived in this world. Nevertheless, you still stretch out, like a lake facing white clouds in a clear sky, and like a first-class cold current. To clarify, I may follow Lin 'an to study your fountain: I still reflect on you with all kinds of doubts! You spread like a thousand flowers! Fairy face is every petal of yours, and it is even more fragrant. The warm fragrance of flowers is accompanied by a cool dusk: I said flowers, which is a trick to steal someone's heart in spring! You learn from books with leaves floating in the wind and reveal your every thought; In every corner of my mind, your eyes looked at me and kept talking: but I still didn't answer, and silence kept my soul forever.
A summer night in the mountains, a summer night in the mountains, as deep as a bottomless pit; Shadows, dense pine forests; There is no light around. There is only one lamp shining on this mountain-two lamps are like the eyes of the night, and the eyes of the night are watching! The wind all over the mountain squirms like walking; I avoided the branches and leaves everywhere, and the grass everywhere was silent.
Just running water, stone heart and stone mouth, singing in the valley. It is even and quiet, and looks like a soft curtain under the hood.
The problem is gone, and the corners are blurred. Is it spying on dreams? The night elephant is praying, silently expecting gloomy piety to spread in silence. Enthusiastic, I want to seize the boldness and calmness of this moment. My soul soberly drinks a spring of sweet fresh dew, waves the sword of thought, and dances with its sharpest edge, like snow shining in the cold light of the moon, spewing cold and exciting light; -chop, cut off the lingering and disputes during this period with obscene mesh, cut off an flawless transparency, and look at you, pure beauty, your naked solemnity.
You are April day on earth-a compliment of love, I say you are April day on earth; Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers.
That's lightness, that's elegance. You are wearing a crown of flowers, you are innocent and solemn, and you are a full moon every night. After the snow melts, the goose yellow looks like you; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the water floats with the white lotus in your dream.
You are a flower, a swallow whispers in the beam, you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on earth! Who smiles so sweetly, so deeply and so roundly? A string of pearls sparkles, and generate looks innocent! The clear spring floats at the bottom and flows to the surface of the water, which is gorgeous and scattered! Who laughs well and flowers bloom? So light, don't wake up. Xiaoxiang inadvertently, with the wind, brushed on the low wall, hanging in front of the sunset.
Who laughed so high that the unknown birds circled? Who laughs at the rotation of thousands of wind chimes, shaking the sky from the eaves of each layer of glass? Intermittent music in memory, the most beautiful or gentle night, accompanied by stars during the day. On the stalk of memory, who doesn't have two or three graceful flowers, covered with emotional flowers, spreading the fragrance of wild lotus namelessly, and each petal is quiet and bright.
The wind blows on the lake, and the hair is messed up, or the water is wrinkled like fish scales. The vastness in all directions is like a dream without traces of the past. Everyone knows the picture and sinks in the reflection of underwater memory! How can I recognize this transparent body by clearing the bodhi leaves? Leaves of wisdom fall on the earth? Melancholy, kindness and purity-the cold flame that flashed that day and landed silently only proved that wisdom would die in front of the wind! Yesterday and yesterday, beauty cannot escape the majesty of time; I believe that the most beautiful bones rest here, and a trace of soul remains on the moon as a souvenir. -Shading under the Bodhi Tree was last year! I remember the day when I crossed Mount Tai at dusk. Let dusk come and the moon hang in my heart.
Like this Mount Qingdai, today, the heart is a barrier to arrogance; Lush, do not forget the sunset glow, boundless, but listen to the wind at the foot, late-winter meditation for the purpose of winter, cold as flowers,-flowers are fragrant, winter has memories. The shadow of dead branches, thin and smoky, drags a pen at the afternoon window; In the cold, the sun is fading, it becomes tilted ... just talking like a guest, I silently drink tea in silence.
Time and the seasons of the earth are always changing. In spring, you left many red traces, and you said goodbye lightly. I don't want to sigh autumn with anyone when I come back! Now even the yellow leaves of autumn clouds have been thrown into the distance, leaving only the gray sky completely lonely. Can you stand listening to the cold wind alone? .
3. Lin Quotations "The Most Beautiful April Day in the World"
1, I said that you are an April day on earth, and laughter lights up all around, dancing and changing in the flame of spring.
2. If my heart spins around with the familiar wheat straw, the blur is like a path through countless fences, and the branches of various flowers and leaves are stunned by the grass. Today's footsteps are no longer willing to step on the sand when I stepped forward.
3. In April, it was warm enough to cry.
4, to the left, the moment when the leaves become bodhi; To the right, the moment when flowers melt into the world.
This is a rudder, so don't try to turn it.
6. Laughter illuminates the wind in all directions; Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
7, after the snow, you like it; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the water floats with the white lotus in your dream.
8. It is light and graceful. You are wearing a crown of flowers. You are innocent and solemn. You are a full moon every night.
4. The full text of Lin's poem, you are an April day on earth.
You are an April day on earth-a hymn of love.
I said you are the April day of this world.
Laughter lit up the surrounding wind;
Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
You are the cloud on the first day of April.
Breathing the soft wind at dusk
The stars twinkle with unconscious light.
The rain in Mao Mao sprinkled the flowers with joy.
That's light, that's elegant, and you are,
You wear a crown of flowers,
In your naive and serious way
You are the full moon every night.
When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling
You are as tender as a bud.
How subtle! Long live!
Water floats with white lotus in your dreams.
You are a blooming flower from tree to tree.
Swallows chirping on the beam.
You are love, warmth and hope.
You are the April day on earth!
Extended data
Creative background:
This poem was published in Wen Xue, Volume 1, Issue 1, April, 1934. There are two opinions about this poem: one is to mourn Xu Zhimo, and the other is to write for the birth of his son to express his hope for his son and the joy brought by his birth.
Mr. Liang Congjie said in "Suddenly April Day on Earth": "My father once told me that" You are April Day on Earth "was made for me by my mother in the joy after I was born, but my mother never told me about it herself."
Mr. Liang's creative intention for this poem is very objective. Therefore, on the one hand, this poem is a love poem, written for Xu Zhimo who is already in heaven.
On the other hand, Lin is a mother who has a strong maternal love for her children, and it is entirely possible to write such a lively poem for her children.
Poetry appreciation:
The charm and Excellence of this poem lies not only in the beauty of artistic conception and the purity of content, but also in the skillful form and the beauty of language.
Overlapping metaphors are used in the poem, and the image is beautiful without any suspicion of carving. On the contrary, it highlights the artistic conception and purity of the poem-the feeling of freshness and nature is revealed in the gorgeous decoration.
In form, poetry adopts the principle of poetic beauty of Crescent Poetry School: emphasizing the harmony of meter, the sculptural beauty of language and the musical sense of meter. This poem can be said to be the perfect embodiment of this principle, and the leap of words and the harmony of rhythm have almost reached the extreme.
There are more than 50 existing poems by Lin, such as You are April Day on Earth, which are full of individuality and unique.
References:
Sogou Encyclopedia-You are April Day on Earth
Step 5 write Lin's poems
Xu zhimo's original words are: time is like water, and there is no language forever. If you are well, it will be sunny.
Later, there were many versions, and then extended to Xu Zhimo's poems, among which the following one was the most touching.
Time is like water, always speechless. If you are well, it will be sunny.
I have always wanted to be a quiet woman, guarding myself in the deepest part of the world of mortals, and retaining the initial bud and joy.
Or get stuck in the light and shadow, and look through those vague old dreams.
Time is like a glass of still water, which is still deep and can still flow deeply.
But a mood has nothing to do with romance, and the water is gone.
Standing at the crossroads of time, I look back at the beauty and gentleness I have passed.
Many people, many things, many desires and longings that used to be flowery,
Still flowing slowly in the long river of years, looking back silently.
Things are complicated, time is always silent, the so-called obsession may be illusory, and the so-called arrival is just the end.
Endless, endless world of mortals. Only one trip can change an understanding, and only one trip can change an experience, that's all.
Rolling in the world of mortals, who is the spectator and passer-by in whose life?
Pushing open a door called years, many years have finally been gradually stranded.
And you are always the light and shadow in the diagonal lattice, wandering on the edge of dreams and reality.
If time is locked in lush green, dragging the cold autumn, then there are three thousand weak waters, who will take you to get drunk outside the world of mortals?
In this life, you have a good life, which is sunny.
6. The full text of April in the forest.
Lin Yinhui, I said that you are an April day on earth; Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. After the snow melts, that piece of goose yellow looks like you; . You are April day on earth-praise forest of love. I said you are April day on earth; Laughter lit up the surrounding wind; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. After the snow melts, that piece of goose yellow looks like you; Tender as green as a new bud, you are gentle and happy, water and light are floating in your dream, looking forward to the white lotus. You are a flower, a swallow whispers in the beam, you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on earth! Excerpted from Wen Xue, Vol. 1No. 1 (April 5, 934) Note: In some published books, the word "sound" in the sentence "Laughter lights up the four winds" is wrong. Background: You are an April Day on Earth is a classic poem by Lin, which was first published in the magazine'sNo. 1No. 1 issue (1934 April 5). The writing time is unknown. There are two opinions about the writing intention of this poem: one is to mourn Xu Zhimo, and the other is to write for the birth of his son. In this regard, his son Liang Congjie said in "Suddenly April Day on Earth": "My father once told me that" You are April Day on Earth "was made for me by my mother in the joy after my birth, but my mother never told me about it herself."