If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off yourself with your tall branches;
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds.
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It's not just like a fountain.
Send cool comfort for many years;
It's not just a dangerous mountain peak.
Increase height and set off dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, clenched in the ground
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every gust of wind blows
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword.
Like a halberd;
I have my red flowers.
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch.
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We like mist, flowing mist and rainbow.
As if we were separated forever,
But they are lifelong dependent.
This is great love,
Loyalty lies in not only loving your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
What are Shu Ting's poems about love? Shu Ting: The representative figure of the misty poetry school, including To Oak, Motherland, My Dear Motherland and This is Everything. For the oak tree, if I love you-/I will never learn to climb,/I will show off myself with your tall branches; /If I love you-/Never learn from spoony birds,/Repeat monotonous songs for the shade; /It's not just like a fountain/It brings cool comfort all year round; /It's not just like a dangerous peak,/It increases your height and sets off your dignity. /Even if it's sunshine/even if it's spring rain/No, it's not enough/I must be a kapok beside you,/standing with you as a tree. /root, clenched in the ground; /Leaves, lingering in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other. /But nobody understood us. /You have your copper branches and iron shafts. /Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd. /I have my red flowers,/like a heavy sigh,/like a heroic torch/we share the cold wave, lightning and thunder; /We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow; /seemingly separated forever, but dependent for life. /This is great love. /I believe it. /Love/Not only your stalwart body,/but also your persistent position and the land under your feet. Motherland, my dear motherland, I am your worn-out old waterwheel by the river, spinning hundreds of years of old songs, I am the miner's lamp on your forehead, I am the withered ear of rice that you grope for in the historical tunnel; Is it the dilapidated roadbed or the barge on the muddy beach that pulls the rope deeply into your shoulder-the motherland! I am poor, I am sad, I am the painful hope of your ancestors, the flower that has not landed for thousands of years-the motherland, I am your brand-new ideal, I just broke free from the spider web of myth, I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow, I am your tearful smile nest, I am the newly painted white starting line, and the crimson dawn is spreading-the motherland, I am one billionth of you and the sum of your 9.6 million square meters. You fed me with scarred * * *, considerate me, boiling me. Then get your richness, your glory, your freedom from my flesh and blood-motherland, my dear motherland, that's everything-answer everything of a young friend. Not all trees were broken by the storm; Not all seeds can't find the soil to take root; Not all true feelings are lost in the desert of human heart; Not all dreams are willing to have their wings broken. No, not everything is like you said! Not all flames only burn themselves without illuminating others; Not all stars only indicate darkness and do not report dawn; Not all songs just pass by and won't stay in my heart. No, not everything is like you said! Not all appeals went unanswered; Not all losses can't be compensated; Not all abyss is doomed; Not all destruction covers the weak; Not all souls step on the mud under their feet; Not all the consequences are tears and blood stains, not smiles. Everything in the present breeds the future, and everything in the future grows in its yesterday. Hope and fight for it, please put it all on your shoulders. Shu Ting, a young friend, refers to the poem "Everything" written by her poetic brother Kitajima Kitajima: Everything is fate/everything is smoke/everything is the beginning without an ending/everything is the fleeting pursuit .../All hopes are annotated/all beliefs are * * */All outbreaks have a moment's silence/All deaths have a long echo.
Autumn's love poem 1) is dedicated to the oak tree
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
-
(2) If you are a tearful shooter.
I am the man.
Bai Niao is determined not to dodge.
Just wait for the arrow to come by surprise.
Walk into my broken heart
If you are the only one in the world
The only gunman who can hurt me
I am all your youth.
All the emotions that can't be forgotten.
It's like the last cloud
Hidden in the infinite blue sky
Then let me die at your hands
It's like finally being able to
Die in your arms
-
(3) The shore of Beidaihe
that night
I seem to be only eight years old.
I don't know my willfulness.
Ask for something
You walk through wet bushes.
Take me to the beach.
Where the breeze blows
Stroking the halo of raw edges
Rhythmic tide
Sink in the dark
Red cigarette butts
Drop two petals of light in your eyes.
You use your fingers derisively.
Put out the twinkling Mars.
Suddenly you turn around.
hide
Ask me in an unstable voice
What happened to the sea?
I can't see anything. Look at that.
We came to the edge.
Then recover.
All your pride and dignity
Back to the cold base
Dedicated to the times and history
Use all you have.
Stone-heavy faith
Put your own
painful
Give it to me.
Take it back to the far south.
Let the seagulls sail home
Your unwritten poem
beautiful
The harbor of every heart
-
(3) heading north
Roses in early summer
Across the strings of waves
Sail to an unattainable height
Dark clouds are like ringworm.
A face full of the sky
Flocks of seagulls
But spread white wings for her.
go to
The little sun I long for
If you sink,
Sleeping in the chest of the sea
On top of the jellyfish's silver tent
There will always be green waves.
Let me drift too.
The wind that turns the sun into iron.
Blow me gently
Follow the warm current
Drift to the north
-
(4) Late autumn night in Beijing
one
Overflow the warning line of street lamps at night.
Put out the stars
The wind followed and shook every poplar tree.
Make a tidal sound
Let's go too.
Fight for the sky
Or make a small leaf.
Responding to the singing of the forest
two
I'm not afraid to appear weak in front of you.
Let the high-speed traffic jam
Smash the dignity of the city.
The world is behind your shoulder.
There's a security breach.
The night the headlights were punctured.
On the orange horizon
We are lonely.
However, it is my thin shadow.
Standing with you
three
When you're just you
I'm just my time.
We had a fight.
We made up.
A pair of eccentric friends
When you are no longer you.
When I'm not me anymore.
Between our arms
No melting point
zero clearance
four
without you
If it's not a foreign land
Slight rain, falling leaves and footsteps
If you don't have to explain
If there is no fortification
Road signs, horizontal lines, traffic sticks
If we don't meet,
If we can forget when we met.
Silence, shadow, long
five
I feel: this moment
Is slowly disappearing
Become the past
Become a memory
Your flashing smile
Get in
In layers of tears
I feel: tonight and tomorrow night
In a long life
Heart and heart, how many years does it take?
Meet at the other end of the world
I want to ask you.
One stop. Rudenxia
I just turned my back silently.
six
The night closes behind you.
You walk into the night sky
Become an unsolved mystery
Cold tears.
Hanging on the face of "eternity"
Hide in >>
What is Shu Ting's view of love? You have your copper branches and iron stems, and I have my red flowers.
As a woman, love is not humble to the dust, nor is it arrogant.
We are equal, have our own ideas and advance and retreat together.
Not the kind of woman who is weak and takes men as the first priority, nor the kind of woman who is not considerate and selfish.
I will also fight with the people I love. Never give up when he is down and out, and never feel inferior when he succeeds.
This is my understanding of Shu Ting's concept of love.
Besides, I think Zhi Oak is really good.
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Who has a love poem written by Shu Ting to the oak tree (1)?
If I love you-
Unlike climbing Campbell,
Show off with your tall branches:
If I love you-
Never imitate spoony birds,
Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
It is not just like a fountain,
Send cool comfort all year round;
It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.
Even during the day.
Even spring rain.
No, these are not enough!
I must be a kapok beside you,
Standing with you as the image of a tree.
Roots, close to the ground,
Leaves, touching in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows,
We all greet each other,
But no one
Understand what we said.
You have your copper branches and iron stems,
Like a knife, like a sword,
Like halberds,
I have my red flowers,
Like a heavy sigh,
Like a heroic torch,
We share cold waves, storms and lightning;
We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,
As if we were separated forever,
But they depend on each other all their lives,
This is great love,
Loyalty is here:
Not only love your strong body,
I also love your stand and the land under your feet.
-
(2) If you are a tearful shooter.
I am the man.
Bai Niao is determined not to dodge.
Just wait for the arrow to come by surprise.
Walk into my broken heart
If you are the only one in the world
The only gunman who can hurt me
I am all your youth.
All the emotions that can't be forgotten.
It's like the last cloud
Hidden in the infinite blue sky
Then let me die at your hands
It's like finally being able to
Die in your arms
-
(3) The shore of Beidaihe
that night
I seem to be only eight years old.
I don't know my willfulness.
Ask for something
You walk through wet bushes.
Take me to the beach.
Where the breeze blows
Stroking the halo of raw edges
Rhythmic tide
Sink in the dark
Red cigarette butts
Drop two petals of light in your eyes.
You use your fingers derisively.
Put out the twinkling Mars.
Suddenly you turn around.
hide
Ask me in an unstable voice
What happened to the sea?
I can't see anything. Look at that.
We came to the edge.
Then recover.
All your pride and dignity
Back to the cold base
Dedicated to the times and history
Use all you have.
Stone-heavy faith
Put your own
painful
Give it to me.
Take it back to the far south.
Let the seagulls sail home
Your unwritten poem
beautiful
The harbor of every heart
-
(3) heading north
Roses in early summer
Across the strings of waves
Sail to an unattainable height
Dark clouds are like ringworm.
A face full of the sky
Flocks of seagulls
But spread white wings for her.
go to
The little sun I long for
If you sink,
Sleeping in the chest of the sea
On top of the jellyfish's silver tent
There will always be green waves.
Let me drift too.
The wind that turns the sun into iron.
Blow me gently
Follow the warm current
Drift to the north
-
(4) Late autumn night in Beijing
one
Overflow the warning line of street lamps at night.
Put out the stars
The wind followed and shook every poplar tree.
Make a tidal sound
Let's go too.
Fight for the sky
Or make a small leaf.
Responding to the singing of the forest
two
I'm not afraid to appear weak in front of you.
Let the high-speed traffic jam
Smash the dignity of the city.
The world is behind your shoulder.
There's a security breach.
The night the headlights were punctured.
On the orange horizon
We are lonely.
However, it is my thin shadow.
Standing with you
three
When you're just you
I'm just my time.
We had a fight.
We made up.
A pair of eccentric friends
When you are no longer you.
When I'm not me anymore.
Between our arms
No melting point
zero clearance
four
without you
If it's not a foreign land
Slight rain, falling leaves and footsteps
If you don't have to explain
If there is no fortification
Road signs, horizontal lines, traffic sticks
If we don't meet,
If we can forget when we met.
Silence, shadow, long
five
I feel: this moment
Is slowly disappearing
Become the past
Become a memory
Your flashing smile
Get in
In layers of tears
I feel: tonight and tomorrow night
In a long life
Heart and heart, how many years does it take?
Meet at the other end of the world
I want to ask you.
One stop. Rudenxia
I just turned my back silently.
six
The night closes behind you.
You walk into the night sky
Become an unsolved mystery
Cold tears.
Hanging on the face of "eternity"
Hiding in the rest of my dreams
-......& gt& gt
Shu Ting's love poem To the Oak is a love poem with a strong sense of * * * and a sober and rational tendency. The lyric hero of the poem becomes a kapok tree, and the object of her love is an oak tree. To the Oak Tree is the true feelings of Kapok to the Oak Tree. In this sincere talk, the poet's passionate pursuit of love and his denial of tradition were expressed. Affirmed the concept of equality, independence and sharing weal and woe, expressed the aspiration of a self-respecting woman for an independent love life, and showed the poet's understanding and belief in love.
What are Shu Ting's love poems? There are also Gifts, Night of Mid-Autumn Festival, Weekend Night, Tears from the North of the Pearl River, If you are a tearful shooter, The Shore of Beidaihe, Facing North, Late Autumn Night in Beijing, Ding's classic To Oak Tree and so on.
What is Shu Ting's declaration of love for the oak tree? Love needs to be based on equality of personality, independence of personality, mutual respect and admiration, and mutual affinity.
What the poet wants is the kind of love that two people stand shoulder to shoulder and share weal and woe. The poet compares himself to a kapok, a kapok standing side by side with an oak tree. The roots and leaves of these two trees are closely connected. The poet's persistence in love is no less than the ancients' "I would like to be a lovebird in the sky, and I would like to live together on the ground, with two branches in one tree." . Oak and kapok stand quietly and firmly. When the wind blows, swaying branches and leaves greet each other and they are connected. That is the language of their world, their inner harmony and silent understanding.
Brief introduction of Shu Ting's view of love in To the Elephant Tree. What the poet wants is such great love, the same greatness and nobility, the same thought and soul, rooted in the same foundation, sharing weal and woe, and being dependent on cold and warm.
The poet takes the oak tree as the object, expressing the passion, sincerity and firmness of love. The oak tree in the poem is not a concrete object, but an ideal lover symbol of the poet. Therefore, this poem, to some extent, does not simply pour out one's passionate love, but expresses one's ideals and beliefs about love. It is expressed through a kind and concrete image, which is quite meaningful to the ancients.
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