Poetry refers to the traditional China poetry represented by modern poetry and metrical words. It is generally believed that poetry is more suitable for "expressing aspiration" and writing is more suitable for "expressing emotion". Poetry is a literary art that elucidates the soul, while poets and poets need to master mature artistic skills and express social life and human spiritual world with concise language, dense composition, rich emotions and rich images in a highly concentrated way according to strict rhythm requirements. China's poetry originated in the pre-Qin period and flourished in the Tang Dynasty. China's ci originated in Sui and Tang Dynasties and was popular in Song Dynasty. China's poetry originates from the people, but it is actually a kind of grass-roots literature. In China in the 2 1 century, poetry is still favored by the general public, and some important schools of poetry, such as the new national style, have emerged.
The definition of poetry:
Poets express their feelings, express their feelings and use skills-excerpt from Zhao que's preface to 300 poems without complaints. Poetry is the oldest and most basic literary form in the world, and it is a literary genre that expounds the soul. Poets need to master mature artistic skills and express social life and human spiritual world with concise language, rich emotions and rich images according to certain requirements of syllables, tones and rhythms. Confucius believes that poetry has four functions: arousing, observing, gathering and telling. Lu Ji believes that "poetry is beautiful because of love." In ancient China, unhappy people were called poems and happy people were called songs. Later people call it poetry.
Guo Moruo's Market in the Sky
The street lights in the distance are very clear.
There seem to be countless stars shining.
Stars in the sky. Now,
It seems that countless street lamps are on.
I think that empty sky,
There must be a beautiful market.
Some items on display in the market,
It must be a rare thing in the world.
You see, the shallow Tianhe,
Certainly not very broad.
Cowherd and Weaver Girl across the river,
You must be able to ride an ox.
I think now,
You must walk in Tianjie.
If you don't believe me, please look at that meteor.
They must be walking with lanterns.
Yang Ruopeng, "I am holding your hand on the other side"
You're over there and I'm on the other side.
I hold your hand on the other side.
I am on the shore and you are on the other side.
I hold your hand on the other side.
Walking in the morning mist
Look into your eyes.
So gentle
Dream that memory beckons to you.
I hold your hand.
So gentle
I hold your hand on the other side.
A breeze will take you away.
You turn around gently.
Smiles converge on the river fog.
A ray of sunshine took away the smile.
You let go in Jiangxin.
I waved my sleeves on the shore.
I hold your hand on the other side.
There you are, my coast.
Are you going or staying in the floating light?
The fog covered my eyes.
I let go of your hand on the other side.
You weren't there, I was on the shore.
That's green, fat and thin.