Yu Guangzhong left immortal works in his life and won many awards. He has won all important awards in Taiwan Province Province, such as Wu Sanlian Literature Award, China Times Award, Jinding Award and National Literature Award, and won the 13th Huajian World Chinese Literature Award.
Let me tell you some beautiful poems by Yu Guangzhong. Let's enjoy the voice of this master:
Crescent Moon and Lone Star in Yu Guangzhong
We remember "like a lonely seagull, chasing a sailboat at sea, like a golden bee falling in love with fragrant petals;" There is no kiss, only affection; There is no pledge of eternal love, only silence; When the night is over, I look thin and radiant; Only in this way can we die together and be drowned in the dawn!
Infinite moment
"Gentle dusk! On a beautiful evening, when all eyes were focused on the west, before watching the sunset on the sea, we ended the opera with the magnificent glory of the sky like tenors and bid farewell to our world. No matter how long the breakwater extends, it can't keep a corner of the sea, let alone stop lonely cargo ships, so don't leave the port at this boundless moment. " The "boundless moment" in the sunset is so beautiful and hurtful!
Yu Guangzhong once said: "Burn me to ashes, my soul of the Han Dynasty, Tangpo, still lingers on that land ... For many years, I have been shouting in my poems and whispering about China, which is nothing more than a yearning for the soul. Otherwise, I will really be carried away by the western tide and washed away. "
From Mother to Extramarital Affairs
The mainland is the mother, Taiwan Province Province is the wife, Hongkong is the lover, and Europe is an affair. A wife is not necessarily a lover's affair, but a mother is irreplaceable.
Looking for Li Bai
Make enemies like a forest, everyone wants to kill.
How can cirrhosis kill you?
Seven-cent wine makes the moonlight.
The remaining three points roared into a firm but gentle voice,
Spit and you'll be half prosperous.
In addition to his extraordinary literary talent and humor, Qian Fan has been away from home for decades, and Yu Guangzhong, who is far away in Taiwan Province, has been very concerned about this. After all, it is his hometown. Every poem is a master's eternal affection for the motherland.
Spring reminds me.
Tomb-Sweeping Day, my mother is calling me, at Yuantong Temple.
Call me on this side of the channel.
Call me across the channel.
Shout, in Jiangnan, in Jiangnan
Duosi Jiangnan
Pavilions and pavilions in Jiangnan
What a beautiful kite-flying Jiangnan
Jiangnan in the bell
Standing in Keelung Port, I can't even think about going back.
Jiangnan with many swallows
Summary:
Besides nostalgia, Yu Guangzhong has many legacies. Now, the master is gone, but his poems are still full of vitality. I only hope that his kind words can take you across Qian Fan, through the fog and into a new life.
Let's appreciate the charm of homesickness once again, feel Mr. Yu Guangzhong's eternal mainland heart, and remember Mr. Yu Guangzhong once:
homesickness
Author: Yu Guangzhong
When I was a kid.
Homesickness is a small stamp.
I am in this afterglow
Mom is over there.
When you grow up.
Homesickness is a narrow ticket?
I'm at this end?
The bride is over there.
We'll talk about it later.
Homesickness is a low grave.
I'm outside?
Is mom in there?
What about now?
Homesickness is a shallow strait?
I'm at this end?
Where is the mainland?