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Notes on Ai Qing 1 Selected Poems
When I was in middle school, I liked Ai Qing's modern poems very much. I have always found those words full of vicissitudes exciting to read. Time flies. "Why are there always tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply ..." This poem will remain in the memory tunnel forever.
This summer vacation, I once again "met" Comrade Ai Qing, met his words that have been baptized by years, once again saw his heartbreaking love for the motherland, and realized his fiery childlike innocence and sincere concern for the broad masses of ordinary working people. I have to cherish the memory of this great man in modern poetry and respect this eternal monument in poetry.
Reading "North" seems to be in the boundless land of the north, and the thick yellow land brings me a strong sense of heaviness. I stood on the endless desert and watched the ruthless desert wind blowing from the Great Wall in the distance, ravaging the life in the north. The cold wind in October is not biting, but it brings a cold heart. Villages in the distance, uphill, riverbanks and broken walls are all moaning and sighing about this era. I saw, I saw, the helplessness on the face of the people in the north, the sadness and the desire for light from the bottom of my heart. The author's pen tip shows me the misfortune and disaster of the people in the north, the people who died under the trampling of enemy soldiers, and his strong patriotism. Although this land in the north is full of complaints and pains, it was left to us by our ancestors after five thousand years of experience. This land not only has their indomitable spirit, but also has their selfless and broad love. "I love this sad land, an ancient land. This land has given birth to the hardest and oldest race in the world that I love. " Although it was only a short article, it also deeply shocked me. This land is my love, because it carries the faith of hundreds of millions of people in China and the unknown dawn in the distance.
All of us have been instilled with patriotic ideas by all the people and things around us since childhood. Maybe many college students will think that we haven't entered the society and can't change anything about our country and nation at all. Our strength is so small that we seldom put ourselves at a high angle, so we will think that we are too far away from patriotism. I think each of us has a subconscious love for our motherland. Otherwise, why are we indignant when Japan and China are arguing over the ownership of Diaoyu Island? Why are we so excited when the China "Liaoning" aircraft carrier gallops in the vast sea area? Why are we rejoicing for China athletes' brilliant achievements in previous Olympic Games? Why do our heartstrings vibrate with the passionate rhythm every time we raise the national flag and play the national anthem? Why do we gnash our teeth when we see the people of China being brutally killed by the enemy in one anti-Japanese film after another? And why are our hearts as excited and happy as flying back to the time when the Chinese nation War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression won in the film ... I know-because the honor and prosperity of the motherland are related to the emotions in our hearts, because all of us will fill our little hearts with love for this nation.
I remember reading a story at the beginning of the summer vacation. A college student from Southwest University went to the barren northwest of China to teach after graduation. He is far away from his hometown and the ardent care of his parents. Although he is lonely, he is doing a noble cause after all. He saw the eyes of northwest children eager for knowledge, and followed his inner care for those children and his love for the motherland. We are carefree students, sitting in a bright classroom, and we are also favored by people from all walks of life. Now that we are really fledgling, it is difficult to achieve much. So now we should start to treat our studies with meticulous attitude and treat our first job coming soon. In the spare time of our university, we should not only participate in colorful campus activities, but also participate in voluntary teaching organized by societies or colleges. We are all small individuals, but I firmly believe that we can send out a star rust, because patriotism is not necessarily the heroic sacrifice of the bunker, the wisdom of commanding battles, or the strategy of governing the country. ...
Notes on reading Ai Qing's poems II
During the summer vacation, I like to lie on the couch on the balcony, lean against the afterglow of the sunset, blow the occasional breeze, listen to the squeak of Xia Chan in the tree next to me, and sometimes read Ai Qing's poems in this environment. I didn't have a chance to be in Ai Qing's era, and the environment in front of me was so elegant and comfortable. Of course, I can't fully understand how complicated, sad and helpless Ai Qing was at that time. However, I can still deeply feel that kind of sadness from the dribs and drabs of his poems. A poem "Snow Falls on the Land of China" written on the snowy night of 1937 12.28 once again showed me the farmer who was struggling in the hard years-the face that was tortured by the sword of years and the wind and frost, and the back that had already been bent by the heavy negative pressure of life. What I feel is not heartache, but pity. I sympathize with the victims of endless war. They can only swallow the suffering brought by fate, while we onlookers only have the right to sigh and pity. But when I read "The Pain and Disaster of China",
As vast and long as this snowy night. "I feel sad. I feel sad for this nation that is teetering in the wind and rain, and for this riddled country. I think the author at that time must be more angry, disappointed and sad than me. Otherwise, how could I write "China, the feeble poem I wrote in the dark night can give you some warmth? "Such a poem. China shivers and cries in the snow, but how can China find the light ahead when it is shrouded in night?
One silent poem after another, one word full of blood and tears, makes me an ignorant reader always look forward to the late dawn.
Finally, the author, the working people and I have reached the dawn of hope. A "Dawn Notice" seems to announce to the world that the days swallowed up by darkness and pain are coming to an end and the poem of a new life is about to start. From the author's cheerful and meaningful words, I read the joy between the lines. The author's extraordinary messenger spreads light and good news, "Open all windows to welcome, open all doors to welcome". Even let the whistle ring and the horn ring in unison to welcome the news that has cheered the 400 million China compatriots. After reading this, the heartstrings that have been tense are now loose. Maybe it's really a poem, a mood. After reading many poems in Ai Qing's Selected Poems, I found that they were lamenting the hardships of people's lives, worrying about the fate of the nation and always pursuing the light. When I met Hope, I was in another mood.
Some people say that our life is like a sailboat sailing on the vast sea. We are not only captains, but also sailors and helmsmen. Ai Qing said, "What a sailor likes best is the white waves aroused by anchoring, and what makes another sailor most happy is the sound of chains when anchoring." One is looking forward to starting and the other is looking forward to arriving. " This is one of my favorite poems, because there is no sad atmosphere. Whether looking forward to departure or arrival, such sailors are brave and firm. They are not afraid of unknown waves in the distance, nor of the storm ahead. With this hope, they will bravely overcome any difficulties and obstacles they will face. I asked myself, do I have this hope in my heart? The answer is vague, because I can't find that definite hope.
I remember in a freshman career class, the teacher asked us to close our eyes gently and listen to beautiful light music, which made us think about our future. But then, my mind was always blank. I don't know what kind of company I will work in, what kind of experience I will have and what my future home will be like ... but when the teacher asked how many people can see their future life clearly, I found that only four or five people in class 150 raised their hands. I realize that college students are so ignorant about their future that even primary school students will boldly think about it, but now we all lack the courage of childhood, and the naive ideal of childhood now seems to be an absurd fantasy. Without hope in our hearts, we won't live harder. Like most people, I feel decadent and mediocre after going to college. I tried many times to find the reason, but it always ended in vain. Now I firmly believe that the real reason is the "hope" that we have been lacking.
After reading Ai Qing's Selected Poems, I really realized an Ai Qing who "sang for the motherland with his life" and "cared for the workers' lives with his life". Most importantly, I think what I got was not only a portrayal of the tragic life of that era, but also more thoughts about that era and my college life now. I will think deeply, even without the clear "hope" that Ai Qing said, I will look for the near future.
Reading Notes on Selected Poems of Ai Qing 3
I like Ai Qing's modern poems very much. I always feel that those words full of vicissitudes are exciting to read and time flies. "Why are there always tears in my eyes, because I love this land deeply ..." This poem will remain in the memory tunnel forever.
Reading "North" seems to be in the boundless land of the north, and the thick yellow land brings me a strong sense of heaviness. I stood on the endless desert and watched the ruthless desert wind blowing from the Great Wall in the distance, ravaging the life in the north. The cold wind in October is not biting, but it brings a cold heart. Villages in the distance, uphill, riverbanks and broken walls are all moaning and sighing about this era. I saw, I saw, the helplessness on the face of the people in the north, the sadness and the desire for light from the bottom of my heart. The author's pen tip shows me the misfortune and disaster of the people in the north, the people who died under the trampling of enemy soldiers, and his strong patriotism. Although this land in the north is full of complaints and pains, it was left to us by our ancestors after five thousand years of experience. This land not only has their indomitable spirit, but also has their selfless and broad love. "I love this sad land, an ancient land. This land has given birth to the hardest and oldest race in the world that I love. " Although it was only a short article, it also deeply shocked me. This land is my love, because it carries the faith of hundreds of millions of people in China and the unknown dawn in the distance.
After reading Ai Qing's Selected Poems, I really realized an Ai Qing who "sang for the motherland with his life" and "cared for the workers' lives with his life". Most importantly, I think what I got was not only a portrayal of the tragic life of that era, but also a reflection on that era and my present life. I will think deeply, even without the clear "hope" that Ai Qing said, I will look for the near future.
Reading Notes on Selected Poems of Ai Qing 4
After reading Ai Qing's Selected Poems, my heart was filled with a little cold gray. The vicissitudes and heavy melancholy contained in those poems still linger in my memory for a long time.
Ai Qing's poems always remind me of the feeling of "worrying about the world first, and enjoying the world later". With compassion, he loves everyone who suffers from inequality in the world. His sadness and pain are never out of his own interest. "Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist, and trees and grass turn green again in spring. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. " No one wants to see that the land where ancient people lived for thousands of years is going to perish under the enemy's iron horse. The mountains and rivers are broken and the lives are ruined. Facing the hardships of current events, it is obviously cowardly to escape from reality, so Ai Qing has no choice to escape. In that particular era, at present, "self" is insignificant, but it needs to have "self" feelings. Therefore, Ai Qing bravely shouldered the responsibility. In plain words, there is a feeling of compassion: "I love this sad land, an ancient land-this land has nurtured the hardest and oldest race in the world that I love." The poem conveys the eager desire for the light, eulogizing: "All good things are with the light" and "Hope for the dawn in the dark/sing the sun in the joy of victory". For thousands of years, since Qu Yuan wrote "I want to take a long breath to hide my tears and lament the hardships of the people's lives", the selfless love for the people and the feeling of "taking the world as my duty" can be said to be the eternal theme of responsible intellectuals' creation and an important part of realistic art. In Ai Qing's poems, there is no sharp fighting will like "The Yellow River is roaring", because this feeling is sometimes a bit blind and naive. Ai Qing's poems convey a profound sense of powerlessness with "sadness in the north", which is closer to the real life of working people. It reads like cotton stuck in the chest, which sometimes makes people feel a little sour.
In Ai Qing's poems, "Dawn", "Sun" and "Torch" can often be seen, and it is not difficult to see that they have very obvious symbolic significance. Ai Qing's hatred of the dark old society and his eager yearning for the light are all contained in these images; These simple images also make it easier for him to dedicate his love and poems to all the people, thus closely connecting with them. Ai Qing abandoned all useless pretenses and freed herself from the shackles of tedious rhyming and phrasing in classical poetry. Therefore, his feelings are more profound and go straight to the reader's heart.
Read Ai Qing's Selected Poems, and you will realize the broadest mind and greatest feelings a person can have.
Excerpts from Ai Qing's famous sentences
1, "Tree" Ai Qing
A tree, a tree
Stand apart from each other
Wind and air
Tell them the distance
But under the cover of soil,
Their roots are growing.
In the unseen depths
They are wrapped around the roots.
2, "I love this land" Ai Qing
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
3. The Pond in Winter Ai Qing
Ponds in winter,
Lonely as an old man's heart—
A painstaking effort that has experienced the world;
Ponds in winter,
As dry as an old man's eyes—
Worn by hard work;
Ponds in winter,
As barren as an old man's hair—
Hair is as thin and gray as frost grass.
Ponds in winter,
As gloomy as a sad old man—
An old man hunched his back under a gloomy sky.
4. "Handcart" Ai Qing
In the area where the Yellow River flows.
At the bottom of countless dry rivers
A cart with only one wheel.
Make a harsh sound and shake the gloomy sky.
Bud overcame cold and silence.
From the foot of the mountain
To the foot of the mountain
It echoes the sadness of the people in the north.
On a cold day
Between poor villages and small villages
Trolley with independent wheels
Deep rutting on the gray loess layer
Across the vast desert
From this road
Which way?
Intertwined with the sadness of the people in the north.
5, "Dove Whistle" Ai Qing
Sunny days in the north
A vast area
I like its color.
Bluer than the sea.
How I want to fly.
High altitude vortex
Give an intoxicating roar
The sound travels farther and farther. ...
If anyone can understand
This melodious melody
He would prefer blue.
-Sunny days in the north
6. "Rock"
Ai Qing
Wave after wave
Come to me endlessly
Every wave is at its feet.
Beaten to pieces and scattered. ...
Its face and body.
Like a knife.
But it's still standing there
Looking at the sea with a smile ...
From an artistic point of view, in the poem "Reef", the poet integrates his unique thinking about life into the symbolic image of "Reef" to personalize the reef, so he should be detached from things and think more deeply when reading. Indeed, the use of symbolism makes this poem memorable!
Live with a smile, no matter how many difficulties and setbacks you encounter, whether it is a person or a nation. This is the deepest revelation from the reef!
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