Classic quotations from Gu Cheng's love
1. Birds don't know where to fly. Your smile is more like some floating white clouds-Gu Cheng's I Will Breathe Like Grass.
2. Life is dull and dangerous, like a small cup, surrounded by stones all day-Gu Cheng's Results.
3. A completely honest person will never face a choice, and the road will always be clearly presented to you, which has nothing to do with your desire. Just like you are an apple tree, you are eager to bear oranges, but you still bear apples honestly. -Gu Cheng
You are in the sunshine, and I am in the sunshine. -Gu Cheng
I am a wayward child-her eyes are the color of clear sky/she always looks at me/always looks at me/never turns her head suddenly/I am a wayward child/I want to erase all the misfortunes/I want to draw all the windows on the earth/let all eyes get used to darkness/get used to light/I am a wayward child/I hope/all the time/.
Oh, this is your childhood and my dream in the south-the water town of the ancient city.
7, ordinary people are a clock, dumb, when the soul swings, life rings, everything echoes, spread to far away places. -"Ying Er" from Gu Cheng
8. I lost an arm and opened an eye. -"Bai Yang" from Gu Cheng
9, I think, as long as I say I love you when I go to the far sea, the fish will follow me to land. -"The Sea of Parting" from Gu Cheng
10, the beauty of love always makes people have infinite reverie, just like a cloud, which becomes a cloud because of distance, and becomes a fog when you walk in. -Gu Cheng
1 1, don't, don't imagine/there will be a pair of pigeons/sleeping behind the scenes forever, letting go of their wings/just forgetting to kiss/still warming the hometown of the southwest wind/no, not flying-Gu Cheng's love diary
12, a person's life can be good or bad; You can live a hundred years or not; You can be an artist or you can saw wood. It doesn't make much difference But one thing is that he can't be unrecognizable, can't become a ghost, can't talk nonsense, can't lie, and can't see himself when he wakes up and feels ugly. A person wants live high, clean. -Gu Cheng
13, the road may be narrow, but there will always be a road. It may be a long time, but it will end in the end. If the horse is not a good horse, you can go. If you don't listen to the instructions, then you can stay everywhere-attend to the city.
14. I have always wondered that beauty and hope will eventually leave us. This tortured me for many years-this is what Faust faced. He is really beautiful. Stay. Then everything disappeared. This is indeed a very torturous problem: love has passed, leaving us only marriage; After the revolution, what we left behind was politics; Poetry has passed, and all we have left is poetry. . . . . . When a spiritual creativity passes, what remains can be said to be a corpse. So what should we do at this time? -"Attend to Lu Si" from Gu Cheng.
15, the beauty I long for is eternity and life; Who knows that the two are incompatible. Eternal beauty is colorful, but heartless; The beauty of life is ever-changing, but it eventually turns to ashes. -Gu Cheng
16, an ancient warrior appeared in the shadow of the mountain and disappeared in the arm area of Junma Road. He became a relief, a different story. Today he is like a devil, tomorrow he is like an angel-Gu Cheng Shan Ying.
17, blow the horn/make the mother cry/make the children proud-Gu Cheng Ancient War
18, God said, "The earth is an apple" and the sun said, "I want to dry it". As a result, the sea dried up and the green fields turned into flying dust-Gu Cheng.
Gu cheng's classic quotations
1, she has never seen a dark cloud. Her eyes are the color of a clear sky. She will always look at me and never turn around suddenly.
Usually, people paddle around according to the happiness of society, just like a paper cutter.
3. The holder loses. I lost my poem when I wanted to be a poet. When I wanted to be a person, I lost myself. When you don't want anything, everything comes as planned.
Sleep and close your eyes. This world has nothing to do with me.
I have never been known by anyone, so I have not been forgotten by anyone. Living in other people's memories is not my purpose.
6. You silently turn to one side and face the night. It is late at night, and there are many lights. They are always together, and we always have to meet again. Goodbye, for goodbye.
7. The beauty I long for is eternity and life; Who knows that the two are incompatible. Eternal beauty is colorful, but heartless; The beauty of life is ever-changing, but it eventually turns to ashes.
8. Time is running out and the world is still long. I'm in the middle. I should rest.
9. How I wish there was a doorway where the sun could shine on the grass in the morning. We stood there holding our doors and windows. The door is low, but the sun is shining. The grass is sowing and the wind is waving its leaves. We just stood and said nothing, and everything was fine.
10, someone else took your seat, and you didn't speak, just stood next to me. I suddenly became very strange, maybe I wanted to stand up, but I stood and sat down. I'm beginning to feel you, the tiny hair fluttering behind your neck. I took out my drawing pen ... I drew everyone around you, but I didn't draw you. I think you are too bright for my eyes to stop.
1 1, the sun is shining in the sky and covered by dark clouds. The rainstorm washed away the dark side of my soul.
12, you don't want to plant flowers, you say, I don't want to see it wither a little. Yes, in order to avoid the end, you avoided the beginning.
13, fate is not the wind, blowing around, fate is the earth, and wherever you go, it is fate.
14 I carved your oath on a candle to see how it was drowned by tears, burned by my heart, and how the last thoughts were extinguished and blown away by the wind.
15, I am dreaming, I am disillusioned, I am disillusioned, I am always disillusioned, I am forgiving, I am disillusioned, but I never let go.
16, the night gave me a pair of black eyes, but I used them to look for light.
17, I have never been known by anyone, so I have not been forgotten by anyone. Living in other people's memories is not my purpose. Meeting is a matter of two people, leaving is a decision of one person. Meeting is just the beginning, but leaving is to meet the next one; This is a world where one person is gone, but we are not good at saying goodbye.
18, the feeling of snow, the feeling of gentle body and the feeling of birds flying on the moon are all wonderful. I like the brilliance of spirit.
I know I have two lives, one is not over yet, and the other is just outside Zhu Xiaomen. I'll wait for you in the world outside Zhu Xiaomen.
I know it's not sad to die forever. There are our wishes in the pine forest. There is a sea below. Seen from a distance, it looks like a pool. What follows me is the afternoon sunshine. The world is very long. People who should rest in the middle say the branches are low. People passing by say that the branches are growing.
2 1, ordinary people are a clock, mute. When the soul swings and life rings, it is echoed and travels far.
22. I lost an arm and opened an eye.
Everything is clear, but we still miss it in a hurry, because you believe in fate, because I doubt life.
24. I am a wayward child. I want to erase all my misfortunes. I want to draw windows on the earth so that all eyes accustomed to darkness can get used to light.
25. I am a child at dusk. I fell in love with the daughter of Oriental Dawn, but I can only stare and not speak. There is a huge corpse bed in the middle of the night.
After walking so far, let's look for the lamp. You said it was right by the sea, as beautiful as kumquat, and children who liked it would grow up in the morning.
27, you, look at me for a while, and look at the clouds for a while. I think when you look at me, it's far away, and when you look at the clouds, it's close.
28. In adolescence, friendship will also be used for repeated contests, and the simplicity and randomness of childhood will always be lost.
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3 1, the handwriting is blurred because of omission.
32. I am hoping and thinking, but I don't know why, I didn't get crayons, I didn't get colorful moments, I only had me, and my fingers and pain only tore up that piece of white paper in Zhang Xinai, let them look for butterflies and let them disappear from today. I am a child, spoiled by my imaginary mother, willful.
33. You silently turn to one side and face the night. It is late at night, and there are many lights. They are always together, and we always have to meet again. Goodbye, for goodbye.
34. I believe everything is a seed. Only after burial can there be vitality.
35. Wildflowers, stars, dots and buttons that you want to lose are scattered on the roadside. It has no autumn chrysanthemum, curly blonde hair, peony and delicate face. It only has tiny flowers and thin branches and leaves, melting the faint fragrance in the beautiful spring. My poems, like nameless flowers, bloom quietly in a lonely world with the wind and rain of the season. ...
36. The origin of the stars and the moon: The branch tried to tear the sky, but it only poked into a few tiny holes. He revealed the light from the sky, which people called the moon and stars. The chimney is like a giant standing on the ground, looking at the land full of lights, smoking and thinking about something that no one knows.
I have hands, but I don't know how to touch you
38. I am dreaming and disillusioned. Fantasy always forgives disillusionment, but disillusionment never lets go.
39. In an instant-the collapse stopped and the giant's head was high on the river. Dai Xiao's sailboat slowly passed by and unfolded the dark yellow shroud. How many beautiful green trees, twisted and bent by pain, are crying for warriors, cutting the missing moon and being hidden in the fog by God, and it's all over.
40, a house, left the building complex and acted alone in the air. Blue street, swimming below. We sit on the floor, we like the floor, we look at each other, we like watching.
4 1. Now, let's dream. This umbrella is very low and red. Your smile is very bright. You look at me, I look at you. Behind the poplar, there are birds and lightning on it. This is after the rain, a person's missing muddy land withered on both sides, with a river and a waterway in the middle, and its cold blood flashed coolly and floated on his lips.
42. I carved your vows and love on a candle to see how it was drowned by tears and burned by the heart, and how the last thought died and was blown away by the wind.
43. One should have the sun.
44. When I stand, my body is covered with bright tears. I am standing alone, holding high happiness, holding high the heavy trembling sky, and there is a white cloud resting at the top of the brown-gray pillar.
45. Fate is not the wind, it blows around, it is the earth, and wherever you go, it is in fate.
46, the world is wet, the stars are scary, I put away my umbrella, put away the wet clouds, the world is zero, hold God's heel, you haven't come yet, I'm still waiting. ...
47. I gave my heart to others and I can't get it back; Love will spread all over the world when others give it to others.
48. Push open the door, put on the most legitimate expression, don't look at others, and hide your heart.
49, the road may be narrow, but there will always be, the road may be long, but there will always be an end, the horse is not a good horse, then you can walk, the horse does not listen to the command, then stay everywhere.
50. Life is like an ant, and beauty is like a god.
5 1, I know, you are in one place, breathing, laughing and breaking the sun sent by a thousand waves.
52. Where reality is broken, dreams merge into the sea.
53. Everyone has had dreams, big or small, far or near. When it leaves your subconscious, it will leave a hole. This hole is a kind of forgetfulness; You can ignore it and move on, but this hole makes you incomplete and unstable. Only when the spirit comes, when the revolution comes, when love comes, when our own oldest poem is forgotten, can we fill it and return to the perfect original state-"a drop". The first time I saw the dew on the pine tree was like this-a drop. It is so bright that there is a beautiful and magnificent world in it. ...
54. When others occupy your seat, you stand beside me and don't talk. I suddenly became very strange, maybe I wanted to stand up, but I stood and sat down. I'm beginning to feel you, the tiny hair fluttering behind your neck. I took out my drawing pen ... I drew everyone around you, but I didn't draw you. I think you are too bright for my eyes to stop.
55. I would like to be the moon in the daytime, not seeking dazzling brilliance or chaotic secular tides.
56. The gloomy sky hesitates. Is it a snowflake? Or raindrops? Turbid water running, is it pursuit? Or escape? The lovers in the distance are breaking up. Is it a prelude? Or the end?
57. I want to paint the windows all over the earth so that all eyes accustomed to darkness can get used to light.
58. The world is beautiful only if your life is beautiful.
59. Life is short and the world is long.
60. I think people of all personalities can reach a certain height in the art world as long as they go their own way and sincerely. Introverts may develop gentle art; Extroverts may develop heroic art.
6 1, the thin ice on the diaphragm melts, the lake is so thorough, and the life buried by snow and mystery comes back to life in spring. Everything is clear, but we still miss it in a hurry, because you believe in fate and I doubt life.
62. I need the sky, a piece of blue diluted by the breeze, to let the poem spread out gradually.
63. I think that no matter what kind of artist wants to really reach the peak, he must have a minimum quality and nature, that is, he will not yield, be confused by secular interests, be forced by power, auction his heart, and even face the abyss of destruction, he will move towards truth and dreams.
64. I like truth. There are real moments in life. For example, when love comes, there is a strong sense of life, and so is writing poetry. And ordinary life is painted by Ouriou, so it is; You can say you are there, or someone else is there. However, in the dream, all fantasies are stripped off, which directly touches the truth of your life. So for me, truth is not necessarily in reality, dreams are often the most trustworthy, and they don't lie.
65. Love is not terrible. The terrible thing is that you don't love enough. The most terrible thing is that you can't bear to love enough.
66. Everyone has had dreams, big or small, far or near. When it leaves your subconscious, it will leave a hole. This hole is a kind of forgetfulness; You can ignore it and move on, but this hole makes you incomplete and unstable. Only when the spirit comes, when the revolution comes, when love comes, when our own oldest poem is forgotten, can we fill it and return to the perfect original state-"a drop". The first time I saw the dew on the pine tree was like this-a drop. It is so bright that there is a beautiful and magnificent world in it. ...
67. I know it is not sad to die forever. There are our wishes in the pine forest. There is a sea below, which looks like a pool from a distance. A little sunshine followed me. People are exhausted, and the world is long. I should rest in the middle. Passers-by say the branches are low, and passers-by say the branches are long.
68. The beauty I long for is eternity and life; Who knows that the two are incompatible. Eternal beauty is colorful, but heartless; The beauty of life is ever-changing, but it eventually turns to ashes.
69. I still have a lot of extra land. I think it has a great benefit to me, that is, I have been handed over to work, hitting stones with my hands and walking with my feet. At this time, my body and mind seem to be clearly separated, and you can forget your body. So I like work very much.
70. I really write poetry because nature has given me a strong feeling and an impulse to write has come into my life. Not deliberately, learn first and then do it; That's not true.
7 1, after walking so far, let's find a light. You said it was right by the sea, as beautiful as kumquat, and children who liked it would grow up in the morning.
72. A small paper windmill was thrown on the white grass. It was deceived by the breeze and chased the sunset in vain.
73. I think the ancients in China also said when talking about painting: It is better to learn from the ancients than to learn from nature. I think nature is the first teacher of our life and the real source of our life, so there is an induction between life and nature, which is really not deification.
74. Poetry does not come from culture, from other people's poems, and no poet is the father of any poet. Poetry comes from nature and comes from the heart.
75. The stars are all dressed up and going down the mountain. The moon hesitates but is not lonely.
Silence is like a cloud in the evening.
77. Then I thought of Prometheus, the great fable of stealing fire. It brought light to mankind, but it was punished for breaking the dogma. The ancients in China said that articles are natural and wonderful. Then if light doesn't want to come into this world, it shouldn't be forced. Forced light is not necessarily dark. But sometimes persistence is inevitable. Others see it as importunate, but it is actually your destiny, just as "seeing" is your destiny. This is a fruitless question. The result is hell, and the search will not change.
78. Then this is the desire of life and the despair of life. They don't matter, no matter how desperate life is, they don't harm the desire of life; Desire is always there, beyond all suffering. So I think the importance of art lies not in telling the darkness of life, but in telling the beauty of life.
79. I want to be as clean as a nut and sleep in your heart. I want to blend into your lake and grow into a big tree quietly underwater.
80. I think I should be a shepherd and start chopping wood, boiling water and sawing wood to build a house again, so that life can be close to life, instead of staying between words and ideas.
8 1, you haven't come yet, I'm still waiting.
82. China pays great attention to the relationship between man and nature, on the other hand, he also pays great attention to form; The combination of form and nature is the most beautiful part of their poems. Nature is self-contained, unrestrained, but also gave birth to a delicate form. From the first point to the last point, you can't find any branches beyond this range. That's the ultimate, perfect, trance. The poet's temperament is different.
83. The grass is bearing seeds and the wind is shaking its leaves. It is very beautiful when we stand and say nothing.
84. Many surreal images in poetry are considered to be non-existent, but why do they make you feel real? The secret is here-this true memory has always existed in your life, and every word can help you remember it; Just like an accidental key opens a sky for you, you see a brand-new light that you have known for a long time and completely forgotten.
I think, facing the open sea, just say I love you, and the fish will follow me and swim to the land.
86. I don't know how. I can't see it in spring. Only once, bloom was everywhere, and then I was lonely.
87. A completely honest person will never face a choice. The road will always be clearly presented to you, which has nothing to do with your eyes. Just like you are an apple tree, you expect to bear oranges, but you still bear apples honestly.
88. If you feel that living is boring, go to hell.
89. Birds don't know where to fly. Your smile is more like some floating white clouds.
90. I have never been known by anyone, so I have not been forgotten by anyone.
9 1. Meeting is just the beginning, leaving to meet the next one. This is a world where one person is gone, but we are not good at saying goodbye.
92. I want to blow out silver patterns in the thinnest rain, so that all lilacs present can be your bridesmaids. I want to open the palm of Indus to receive the rain and wash my face, so that Metasequoia can write the engagement in the wind with a weak nib.
93. With dikes, boundless waves can be captured; With sails, you can catch the invisible wind; With love, you can catch a dream without trace; Money can capture a heartless heart.
94. I am a child at dusk. I fell in love with the daughter of Oriental Dawn, but I can only stare and not speak. In the middle is a huge corpse bed in the dark.
95. Fate is not the wind. It blows back and forth. Destiny is the earth. No matter where you go, you are destined.
96. The sky is gray, the roads are gray, the buildings are gray and the rain is gray. In an ember, two children passed by, one bright red and the other light green.
97. People rejected this sadness and raised colorful shields to the sky.
98. I gave my heart to others and I can't get it back; Love will spread all over the world when others give it to others.
99. The road may be narrow, but it will always be there. The road may be long, but it will end. If the horse is not a good horse, you can go. If the horse doesn't listen to the command, then you stay everywhere.
100, I know, I have two lives, one is not over and the other is just beginning. I'll wait for you in the world outside Zhu Xiaomen.
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Gu Cheng is an important representative poet of China misty poetry school, and is known as a contemporary "Left-leaning Romantic" poet. Gu Cheng has high attainments in new poetry, old-style poetry and fable poetry. The phrase "The night gave me black eyes/I used them to look for light" of his generation became a classic sentence in China's new poems.
1956 was born in a poet's family, and his father was a famous poet Gu Gong. Gu Cheng/Kloc-started his writing career at the age of 0/7, contributing to various newspapers and magazines. 1987 began to travel to Europe for cultural exchange. 1988 lived in seclusion in Rapids Island, New Zealand, and lived a self-sufficient life. 1993, 10 year10.8, he killed his wife Xie Ye with an axe and hanged himself under a big tree. Xie Ye died later.