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The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen)
Creation is ruthless but affectionate. Every time the cold comes, spring is born. (Zhang Weiping)
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen. (Liu Fangping)
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can not forget the love of hometown. (Li Bai)
I lie down and look at the clouds all over the sky without moving, but I don’t know that the clouds are in the east of me. (Chen Yuyi)
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed. (Yuan Zhen)
The following is the meaning
The falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flower:
Literally, the flower is not a heartless thing , falls into the soil and becomes green manure, which can also nourish flowers. The author uses flowers as a metaphor for himself, which means that although he is in a difficult situation, his loyalty to serve the country remains unchanged; he is confident that his noble will and integrity can inspire the younger generation.
Creation is speechless but affectionate, spring is born every time when the cold is over:
The poet praises nature, although it is silent, but it is affectionate, when the cold is over, spring is brought, quietly arranged There are so many colorful flowers in bud. In this silence, there is a huge explosive power, just waiting for that shocking spring thunder. When the spring thunder explodes, what will be revealed in front of people will be a new world with spring flowers in full bloom! It reveals the poet's joy in welcoming the new world.
Tonight I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen:
It is deeper in the middle of the night, which is the time when the temperature is the lowest in the day. However, on this night, it is cold and noisy. In the silence, the crisp and cheerful chirping of insects rang out.
Hearing the broken willows in this nocturne, who can't feel the love of hometown:
At this night, when people hear the lingering and plaintive song "Folding Willows", who will not feel excited What about a strong feeling of homesickness and farewell?
Lie down and look at the clouds in the sky without moving, but I don’t know that the clouds are all east of me:
It means that the poet lies quietly in the cabin and looks up at the blue sky and white clouds.
Hey, why are the clouds in the sky so motionless? In an instant, the poet suddenly realized: It turns out that the white clouds are silently walking with me, flying eastward with me!
It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers after all the flowers have bloomed: I’m exhausted