? The rain keeps falling, and the people who rain are a little depressed. I always want to write something to relieve the knot in my heart.
? Unexpectedly, because I changed my mobile phone, I accidentally found a short poem "Rain from the Sky" written in July 2018 on "China Poetry Network", which fits my current mood. If I write now, I may not be able to surpass it. Therefore, I reposted it in several poetry groups, and the text is as follows:
Always doubt
This pitter-patter
rain
is God can't help it
Crying
Falling teardrops
It looks down from high in the sky
It must have insight
The misery of the world
So above
Such
Sad
Always guess
This Floating
Rain
God couldn’t help himself
Happy
shed tears
< p> It sawthe joy of the world
Therefore,
excessive
joy
Tianzong Is it the sky
Rain or rain
The feeling is so different
It makes people’s hearts wet
I am in the wind and rain
Meditate
How to do it
Don’t be happy with things
Don’t be sad with yourself
Sky and rain
< p> Silence in responseSeemingly speaking
In yourself
? Interestingly, many literary friends praised and encouraged it. One of my unfamiliar friends commented that he read kindness in the poem, and some literary friends said that he felt the poet's compassion, which made me very happy.
? In fact, this really hit my pain point. Reminds me of many old things.
? I remember when I was still in the fourth grade of elementary school, whenever I stood up to sing during music class, a kind of sacred sadness would arise in my heart. This emotion has nothing to do with the style of song I sing. , has nothing to do with the content of the lyrics. It is a kind of whole-hearted devotion, and a kind of emotion and compassion for life arise spontaneously. Even as an adult, I still cannot forget that wonderful emotion. But later, it no longer appeared when singing, but when reading good articles by sages and patriots. For example, when I read Fan Zhongyan's "Yueyang Tower" and Lin Juemin's "A Letter to My Wife", my heart will rise and fall, my eyes will burst into tears, and I will experience that feeling again.
Later on, I would often be moved by certain plots in movies or TV series, and I would still feel that way. And when we were shocked to learn that our compatriots were suffering from major earthquakes and floods, when we saw the outbreak of the COVID-19 epidemic, thousands of angels in white, when soldiers rushed to another battlefield, and when we even saw the affectionate recitation of the youth team of the Communist Party of China celebrating the 100th anniversary of the founding of the Party. , there will be the same feeling.
? Someone once said that it cannot be ruled out that the feeling of crying in the wind and looking at the moon with sadness is nothing more than a person with a temperament, sentimental and sensitive. Some people can also feel that it is a kind of compassion and kindness. I feel like I have both, and the drizzle is drizzling, soothing my heart. That kind of melancholy, that kind of slight sadness, is a personal emotion, but it's not entirely personal. It is soaked in awe of nature and contains helplessness towards the extreme insignificance of life. There are also a series of laments about the impermanence of life and the ups and downs of fate.
? The drizzle is actually just a very common natural phenomenon. It does not have any intention to communicate with humans. It is just a scene and does not necessarily enter your sight. You can turn a blind eye. It does not necessarily cause you to think and stir up emotional waves.
? My heart is nothing more than that you want to be in love with the scene, have some reveries and sentiments in front of the drizzle. These are all the expressions of subjective consciousness. As for what you come up with when you think about it, it is the crystallization of experience, literary talent, and three views. Only when others see your works and your singing will they guess and understand what your emotions contain. Such as compassion and kindness?