He Qifang
The flowers in the valley smell the best.
No one remembers that the sunrise is the brightest.
I say you are happy, Xiao Lingling,
A stream without shadow is the brightest.
You dream that green vines climb into your window,
Golden flowers fall on your hair.
You are moved by the story told by the rain under the eaves,
You love lonely starlight.
Your tears are like pearls,
There is often nameless sadness.
You have beautiful days that make you sad,
You are more beautiful.
This is a poem mourning a pure girl. His language is both classical and modern, with an inherent beauty of phonology. This poem expresses the author's infinite sadness at Lingling's untimely death. From beginning to end, people have a pure and beautiful imagination. There are not many languages, but the images are amazing. This is a wreath placed on a small grave, a beautiful wreath composed of flowers full of poetic images. The poem uses a series of images such as "blooming flowers in the valley", "morning dew that no one remembers" and "uncovered stream" to compare the refined beauty of "Little Lingling". The poet's delicate attitude towards "Little Lingling" and the psychological and emotional world of "loneliness" and "sadness" unrelated to the secular world are unique to "Little Lingling". Although, "the lyric hero in the poem reveals a feeling of narcissism and independence from the world, and appreciates the hermit's thoughts of self-opening, self-falling, self-appreciation and self-feeling." Death is unfortunate, but the poet says she is "happy" because she is isolated from the world like a "flower in the valley" and doesn't associate with people. Nobody remembers the sunrise. In a polluted world, keeping beautiful and pure is a kind of "happiness". The author also used "the most fragrant", "the brightest" and "the clearest" to emphasize this unique feeling. The three "most" describe the purity of a girl, which makes people move, and they dare not and can't bear to touch it.
Such a girl, what she dreams and loves, is naturally beautiful. She dreamed that green vines climbed up her windowsill, decorating her infinite reverie of youth; I dreamed that golden flowers fell on my hair, and that rain fell on the eaves and whispered in my ear. The story told by the eaves rain, the lonely starlight, these beautiful images are combined together, as if people have entered the inner world of the girl, further enriching her image.
Such a girl, her tears are like pearls, her sadness is like wandering meditation and "no name" The days she spent were beautiful, and the beauty made her sad. To sum up, "You have a more beautiful way to die", because in her short life, she has always remained beautiful and pure, lived beautifully and died beautifully.
This poem reflects the emotional world and lyrical style of the young He Qifang. Once he left this world, he became beautiful, and his dreams and fantasies were beautiful. He takes loneliness and sadness as beauty, is good at expressing vague feelings with bright images, and captures artistic images with imaginative and expressive sentences. It should be said that in the narrow world of personal lyric world, He Qifang's poems are highly artistic.
This elegy of the early death of youth gives poets and readers a kind of praise for life. In the poem, the poet aestheticizes the sadness and loneliness inherent in adolescence and sets this beauty in the early death of a girl.