Gu Cheng’s classic love quotes
Gu Cheng’s classic love quotes
1. Birds don’t know where to fly. Your smile is more like floating white clouds. ——Gu Cheng "I will breathe like grass"
2. There is also the danger of living dull, like a small cup, suddenly surrounded by stones - Gu Cheng "Results"
3. A thoroughly honest person never faces a choice. The path will always be clearly presented in front of you. It has nothing to do with your vision, just like you are an apple tree and your vision is to bear oranges. But you still produce apples honestly. ——Gu Cheng
4. You are in the sunshine, and I am also in the sunshine. ——Gu Cheng
5. "I am a willful child" - Her eyes are the color of the clear sky/She always looks at me/Forever, looking/Never suddenly turn her head/me I am a willful child/I want to erase all misfortunes/I want to paint all the windows on the earth/Let all the eyes used to darkness/be used to light/I am a willful child/I hope/every moment/to be like As beautiful as colored crayons - Gu Cheng's "Collection of Poems by Gu Cheng"
6. Oh, the south is your childhood and also my dream - Gu Cheng's "Water Village"
7. Ordinary people are When a bell becomes mute and the soul begins to vibrate, life begins to ring. It is an echo that spreads far away. ——Gu Cheng's "Ying'er"
8. I lost an arm and opened one eye. ——Gu Cheng's "Poplar Tree"
9. I think that if I go to the open sea and say, I love you, the fish will follow me and swim to the land. ——Gu Cheng's "Sea of ??Parting"
10. The beauty of love always attracts people's infinite reverie, just like clouds, and clouds become clouds because of distance. When you walk in, they become clouds. Fog. ——Gu Cheng
11. Don’t, don’t imagine/behind the eternal canopy/there will be a pair of doves/sleeping, letting go of their wings/the kiss just forgotten/still warming my hometown with the southwest wind/no, There is no flying - Gu Cheng's "Diary of Love"
12. A person's life can become good or bad; he can live long or not long; he can be an artist, You can also saw wood, there is not much difference. But one thing is that he can't change beyond recognition, he can't turn into a ghost, he can't tell lies, he can't find himself unsightly when he wakes up. A person should live his own life and be clean. ——Gu Cheng
13. The road may be narrow, but there will always be a way. The road may be long, but there will always be an end. If the horse is not a good horse, then it can just go. If the horse does not obey the command, then it will stay anywhere. —— Gu Cheng< /p>
14. I have always had great confusion about whether beauty and hope will eventually leave us. This has tortured me for many years - it is what Faust faced. He said it is so beautiful, you stay. Come down! Then everything disappears. This is indeed a tormenting question: after love is over, we are left with marriage; after revolution is over, what is left with us is politics; after poetry is gone, what is left with us is the poetry world. . . . . . When the creativity of a spirit has passed away, what remains can be said to be a corpse. So what should we do at this time? - Gu Cheng's "Gu Cheng Philosophy Record"
15. The beauty I long for is eternity and life; who knows that they are incompatible with each other. Eternal beauty is radiant and brilliant, but emotionless; the beauty of life is ever-changing, but ultimately turns to ashes. ——Gu Cheng
16. An ancient warrior appears in the shadow of the mountain and disappears around him on the road. He turns into a relief and turns into a variety of stories. Today he is like a devil and tomorrow he is an angel. ——Gu Cheng "Shadow of the Mountain"
17. Blow the trumpet/To make the mother cry/To make the child proud - Gu Cheng's "Ancient War"
18. God said: "The earth is an apple", and the sun said: "I It’ll dry it out”. So, the sea withered and the green fields turned into flying dust - Gucheng Gucheng's classic quotations
1. She has never seen clouds. Her eyes are the color of the clear sky. She always looks at me. Forever, looks at the sky. Will not suddenly turn around
2. Normally, people scratch their lives according to the happiness of society, like a paper knife.
3. Those who persist will lose. When I wanted to be a poet, I lost poetry; when I wanted to be a human being, I lost myself. When you want nothing, everything comes as expected.
4. Go to sleep and close your eyes. The world has nothing to do with me.
5. 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 turn aside silently, facing the night. In the depths of the night, there are dense lamps. They are always together and we will always see each other again. Goodbye, for goodbyes.
7. The beauty I long for is eternity and life; who knows they are incompatible with each other. Eternal beauty is radiant and brilliant, but emotionless; the beauty of life is ever-changing, but ultimately turns to ashes.
8. Human time is over, but the world is still long. I am in the middle and should rest.
9. How I wish there was a doorway where the sun shines on the grass in the morning.
We stood, holding on to our doors and windows. The doors were low, but the sun was bright. The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is shaking its leaves, and we stand without talking, which is very beautiful.
10. Someone else occupied your seat, but you didn’t say anything, just stood next to me. I suddenly became strange. Maybe I wanted to stand up, but then I sat down again. I begin to feel you, the tiny strands of hair flowing on the back of your neck. I took out my painting brush...I painted everyone around you, but I didn't paint you. I think you are so dazzling that I can't stop looking at you.
11. The sun flashes in the sky and is buried by dark clouds. The heavy rain washes the negatives of my soul
12. You don’t want to plant flowers, you say, I don’t want to see a little bit of them. Wither. Yes, to avoid the end, you avoid the beginning.
13. Destiny is not the wind, which blows back and forth. Destiny is the earth. You are in your destiny wherever you go.
14. I engrave your vows and love on the candle and see how it is drowned in tears and burned out by the fire of my heart. I see how the last thought is extinct and blown away by the wind
15. I am fantasizing and the fantasies are being shattered. The fantasies always forgive the shattering but never let the fantasy go.
16. The night gave me a pair of black eyes, but I use them to find the light
17. I have never been known by anyone, so I have never been forgotten by anyone. Living in other people's memories is not my purpose. Meeting is a matter of two people, but leaving is a decision of one person. Meeting is just the beginning, but leaving is to meet the next departure; this is a world where leaving is popular, but we are not good at saying goodbye.
18. The feeling of snow, the feeling of gentle body, and the feeling of birds flying in the moon are all wonderful. I love the radiance of the spirit.
19. I know that I have two lives. One is not over and the other has just begun. Outside the small bamboo door, I am waiting for you as a world outside the small bamboo door.
20. I Knowing that eternity is coming, we are not sad. Our wishes are placed in the pine forest. There is the sea below. From a distance, it looks like a pool. Following me little by little, the afternoon sun is gone. The world is very long. I should rest in the middle. People who have passed by said When the branches are low, people who pass by say that the branches are growing
21. Ordinary people are like a bell. When it becomes mute, when the soul starts to swing, life will ring. It is an echo that spreads far away. go.
22. When I lost an arm, I opened an eye.
23. Everything is clear, but we still miss it in a hurry because you believe in fate and because I doubt life.
24. I am a willful child. I want to wipe away all misfortunes. I want to paint windows all over the earth so that all eyes that are accustomed to darkness can become accustomed to light.
25. I am a child of dusk who fell in love with the daughter of the eastern dawn. But I can only stare and cannot talk. In the middle is the huge corpse bed of the night.
26. After walking so far, let’s go Find a light. You said, it is right next to the sea, as beautiful as kumquats, and all the children who like it will grow up in the morning.
27. You look at me sometimes and look at the clouds sometimes. I feel that when you look at me, I am far away, and when you look at the clouds, they are very close.
28. In adolescence, friendship will be repeatedly tested, and it will always lack the simplicity and casualness of childhood. A Complete Collection of Gu Cheng's Classic Quotations
31. The handwriting is blurred because of longing.
32. I was hoping and thinking, but I don’t know why, I didn’t get a crayon, I didn’t get a colorful moment, I only had me, and my fingers and pain could only tear up those beloved pieces. of white paper, let them look for butterflies and make them disappear from today. I am a child, a child spoiled by an imaginary mother, and I am willful.
33. You turn aside silently, facing the night. In the depths of the night, there are dense lamps. They are always together and we will always see each other again. Goodbye, for goodbyes.
34. I believe that everything is a seed. Only after burial can there be life.
35. Wild flowers, stars, dots, like lost buttons, are scattered on the roadside. It does not have autumn chrysanthemums, curly blond hair, nor peonies, and delicate appearance. It only has tiny flowers and thin branches and leaves, which dissolve the faint fragrance into the beautiful spring. My poems are like nameless flowers that bloom quietly in the lonely world with the wind and rain of the season...
36. The origin of the stars and the moon: The branches want to tear the sky apart, but they only break into pieces. A few tiny holes were made to reveal the light from the sky, which people called the moon and stars. The chimney is like a giant rising from the ground, looking at the land full of lights, constantly smoking cigarettes, thinking about something that no one knows.
37. I have hands, but I just don’t know how to touch you.
38. I am fantasizing, and the fantasies are being shattered. Fantasy always forgives disillusionment, but disillusionment never lets go of fantasy.
39. In an instant - the collapse stopped, and the giant's head was piled high on the riverside. Dai Xiao's sailboat slowly passed by and unfolded the dark yellow shroud.
How many beautiful green trees, their bodies twisted by pain, are crying to the warriors and caressing the chopped moon, hidden by God in the thick fog, everything is over.
40. A house, separated from the buildings, moves alone in the air. The quiet blue street, swimming underneath. We sat on the floor, we liked the floor, we looked at each other, we liked looking at each other.
41. Now, let’s go to a dream. The umbrella is low and red. Your smile is particularly bright. You look at me and I look at you. Behind the black poplar tree, there are birds and lightning falling on it. It was after the rain. On both sides of a person was a withered swamp, with a river and a waterway in the middle. Its cool blood flashed coolly and floated on his mouth.
42. I engrave your vows and love on the candle, and see how it will be drowned by tears, burned out by the fire of the heart, how it will be extinct and blown away by the wind after seeing the last thought.
43. A person must have the sun.
44. When I stood, my body was covered with bright tears, I stood alone, holding high happiness, holding high the sky that was so heavy that it no longer trembled. A white cloud rested on the top of the brown-gray column.
45. Destiny is not the wind, which blows back and forth. Destiny is the earth. Wherever you go, you are in your destiny.
46. The world is wet, and the stars are so bright that it’s scary. I put away my umbrella and the raindrops. The world turns to zero point. Hold on to God’s heels. You haven’t come yet, but I’m still here. Wait...
47. If I give my heart to others, I can't take it back; if others give it to others, love will spread in the world.
48. Open the door, put on the most legal expression, don’t see others, and hide your heart.
49. The road may be narrow, but there will always be one. The road may be long, but it will always end. If the horse is not a good horse, then it can go as long as it can. If the horse does not obey the command, then it will go anywhere. Stay.
50. Born like an ant but as beautiful as a god.
51. I know that you are in a place, breathing, laughing, breaking the waves and sending a thousand suns.
52. Where reality breaks, dreams merge into the sea.
53. Everyone has had a dream, big or small, far or near. When it leaves without your awareness, it leaves a hole. This hole is a kind of forgetfulness. ;You can ignore it and continue living, but this hole makes you incomplete and makes you unstable. Only when the spirit comes, when revolution, love, poetry, and our own oldest forgetfulness comes back, can we fill it up and return to the perfect original state - "a drop". The first dew I ever saw on a pine tree was just that—a drop. It is so bright, and there is a beautiful and grand world inside...
54. Someone else occupied your seat, but you didn't say anything, just stood next to me. I suddenly became strange. Maybe I wanted to stand up, but then I sat down again. I begin to feel you, the tiny strands of hair flowing on the back of your neck. I took out my painting brush...I painted everyone around you, but I didn't paint you. I think you are so dazzling that I can't stop looking at you.
55. I would like to be a moon in the daytime, not seeking dazzling glory, not confusing the tide of the world.
56. The gloomy sky is hesitating. Is it snowflakes? Or raindrops? The turbid river is running fast. Is it pursuit? Or escape? The couple in the distance is breaking up. Is it a prologue? Or an ending?
57. I want to fill the earth with windows so that all eyes accustomed to darkness can become accustomed to light.
58. The world is beautiful only when your life is beautiful.
59. Life is short, but the world is long.
60. I think that people of all kinds of personalities can reach a certain height in the art world as long as they find their own way and walk sincerely. Introverts may develop the art of warmth; extroverts may develop the art of heroism.
61. The thin ice that separates the lake melts, the lake water is so clear, and the lives buried by snow and mystery are resurrected in the spring light. Everything is clear, but we still miss it in a hurry, because you believe in fate, because I doubt life.
62. I need the sky, a piece of blue diluted by the breeze, to let the poems gradually spread out.
63. I believe that no matter what kind of artist, if he wants to truly reach the top, he must have a minimum quality and nature, that is, not to give in, not to be confused by worldly interests, not to be forced by power, Never auction your heart, even if you are facing the abyss of destruction, you must move towards truth and dreams.
64. I like truth. There are moments of truth in life. For example, when love comes, there is a strong feeling of life, and the same is true when writing poetry. Ordinary life is just plain and simple, just live it like that; you can live it as you say, or it can be lived by others. But in dreams, all illusions are stripped away, and it is the reality that directly touches your life. So for me, truth may not be in reality. Dreams are often the most trustworthy and they don’t lie.
65. Love is not terrible. What is terrible is not loving enough. The most terrible thing is not loving enough and having to force yourself.
66. Everyone has had a dream, big or small, far or near. When it leaves without your awareness, it leaves a hole. This hole is a kind of forgetfulness. ;You can ignore it and continue living, but this hole makes you incomplete and makes you unstable. Only when the spirit comes, when revolution, love, poetry, and our own oldest forgetfulness comes back, can we fill it up and return to the perfect original state - "a drop". The first dew I ever saw on a pine tree was just that—a drop. It is so bright, and there is a beautiful and magnificent world inside...
67. I know that eternal death is coming, and I am not sad. Our wishes are placed in the pine forest, and there is the sea below. From a distance, it looks like a pool. The afternoon sun is following me bit by bit. The human time is over and the life is very long. I should rest in the middle. People who pass by say that the branches are low, and people who pass by say that the branches are growing.
68. The beauty I long for is eternity and life; who knows they are incompatible with each other. Eternal beauty is radiant and brilliant, but emotionless; the beauty of life is ever-changing, but ultimately turns to ashes.
69. I still have a large piece of land left uncultivated. I think there was a great benefit to me there, that is, I was given over to labor, my hands were beating stones, and my feet were walking. At this time, the body and spirit seemed to be clearly separated, and you could forget about the body. So I like to work.
70. I write poetry because nature gives me a strong feeling, and there is an impulse to write in my life. It’s not intentional, just study first and then do it; it’s not like that.
71. After walking so far, we went to find a light. You said, it is right next to the sea, as beautiful as kumquats, and all the children who like it will grow up in the morning.
72. A small paper pinwheel was thrown on the white grass. It was deceived by the breeze and chased the sunset in vain.
73. I think the ancient Chinese also said when talking about painting: It is better to learn from nature than to learn from the ancients. I think nature is the first teacher and the true source of our lives, so there is an interaction between life and nature. This is indeed not deification.
74. Poetry does not come from culture, nor from other people’s poems. No poet is the father of any other poet. Poetry comes from nature and the heart.
75. The stars are all dressed up and are going down the mountain. The moon is hesitant but not lonely.
76. Silence is like an evening cloud.
77. Later I thought of Prometheus, the great fable of stealing fire. He brought light to mankind, but was punished because he violated the laws of nature. The ancient Chinese said that articles are made by nature, and can only be obtained by chance. So if light does not want to come to the world, it should not be forced. The light that comes through force may not still be darkness. But sometimes forcing is necessary. While others may see it as forcing, for you it is your destiny, just like "seeking" is your destiny. This is a question with no result. The result is hell, and the search will not change.
78. Then this is the desire of life and the despair of life. They are irrelevant. No matter how desperate life is, it does not damage the desire for life; desire is always there and transcends all suffering. So I think the important thing about art is not to tell the darkness of life, but to tell the beauty of life.
79. I want to be as clean as a nut and sleep peacefully in your heart. I want to merge into your lake and quietly grow into a big tree under the water.
80. I think I should be a sheep herder. I should start cutting firewood, burning water, and sawing wood to build houses again, so that my life is closer to life, instead of staying in the middle of words and ideas.
81. 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, it also pays great attention to form. The integration of form and nature is the most beautiful part of their poetry. Natural and self-contained, yet at the same time giving birth to an exquisite form, from the first point to the last, you cannot find any branches beyond this range. That is the state of perfection, perfection and ecstasy. And poets have different temperaments.
83. The grass is bearing its seeds and the wind is shaking its leaves. We stand and say nothing, it is very beautiful.
84. Many surreal images in the poem are considered non-existent, but why do they make you feel real? The secret is here - this real memory has always been in your life, Every word can help you remember it; just like an accidental key helps you open a piece of sky, you suddenly see the brand new light that you have been familiar with for a long time but completely forgotten.
85. I think that if I go to the open sea and say, I love you, the fish will follow me and swim to the land.
86. I don’t know, spring is invisible, only once, the flowers are blooming, blooming everywhere, and then I feel very lonely.
87. A thoroughly honest person never faces a choice. The path will always be clearly presented in front of you. It has nothing to do with your aspirations, just like you are an apple. Tree, you dream of bearing oranges, but you still honestly bear apples.
88. If you think life is boring, then you should die.
89. Birds don’t know where to fly. Your smile is more like floating white clouds.
90. I have never been known by anyone, so I have never been forgotten by anyone.
91. Meeting is just the beginning, but leaving is to meet the next departure; this is a world where leaving is popular, but we are not good at saying goodbye.
92. I want to blow out silver patterns in the driest rain, and let all the lilacs present become your bridesmaids. I want to open the palm of the sycamore tree to catch the rainwater to wash my face, so that the metasequoia can use it. The weak nib writes the engagement in the wind.
93. With embankments, you can catch boundless waves; with sails, you can catch invisible wind; with love, you can catch traceless dreams; with money, you can catch ruthless hearts.
94. I am a child of dusk, falling in love with the daughter of the dawn in the east, but I can only gaze and cannot talk. In the middle is the huge corpse bed of the night.
95. Destiny is not the wind, which blows back and forth. Destiny is the earth. Wherever you go, you are in your destiny.
96. The sky is gray, the road is gray, the buildings are gray, and the rain is gray. In the gray, two children walked past, one bright red and one light green.
97. People rejected this sorrow and raised colorful shields to the sky.
98. If I give my heart to others, I can’t take it back; if others give it to others, love will spread throughout the world.
99. The road may be narrow, but there will always be one. The road may be long, but it will always end. If the horse is not a good horse, then it can go as long as it can. If the horse does not obey the command, then it will go anywhere. Stay.
100. I know, I have two lives, one has not ended, and the other has just begun. Outside the small bamboo door, outside the small bamboo door, I am waiting for you as a world.
Character information
Gu Cheng, an important representative poet of the Chinese Misty Poetry School, is known as a contemporary "spiritual romantic" poet. Gu Cheng has high attainments in new poetry, old-style poetry and allegorical poetry. The line "The night gave me black eyes/I use them to find light" in his "Generation" has become a classic line of new Chinese poetry.
Born in 1956 in a family of poets, his father was the famous poet Gu Gong. Gu Cheng began his writing career at the age of 17 and contributed articles to various newspapers and magazines. In 1987, he began to travel to Europe for cultural exchanges. In 1988, he lived in seclusion in Waiheke Island, New Zealand, and lived a self-sufficient life. On October 8, 1993, due to a marriage dispute at his residence in New Zealand, he injured his wife Xie Ye with an ax and then hanged himself in a big tree. Xie Ye subsequently died from his injuries.