No matter in study, work or life, when it comes to poetry, everyone must be familiar with it. The language of poetry is concise and vivid, with a distinctive rhythm. In fact, many friends are not sure what kind of poetry is good poetry. The following is Lin Huiyin's poem "Still" that I compiled. I hope it will be helpful to everyone.
You stretch like a lake into the clear sky
The white clouds are like a cold stream, clear
Allow me to trace your source along the forest bank. :
But I still harbor all kinds of doubts
Every reflection of you!
You spread out like a thousand-part flower!
Every petal of your face is fresh and fragrant,
The gentle and astonishing fragrance of flowers, accompanied by the cool night:
I say flowers, This is spring's trick,
coming to steal people's infatuation!
You also imitate Ye Ye's books and spread them with the wind,
reveal Every thought you have; every corner of your mood,
Your eyes look at me and keep talking:
But I still don’t answer, there is silence
< p>Keep my soul forever.Extended reading
Chinese women often show perseverance that shocks the world in the most difficult times. They use their gentleness to bring a bright light to suffering, and they endure pain and hardship. The resilience of hardship moved men too.
The sick Lin Huiyin continued her work on the hospital bed. When someone asked Mr. Lin - what if the Japanese invaded Chongqing?
Mr. Lin replied: Outside the door Isn't it the Yangtze River?
Doctors commented that Lin Huiyin's vitality was astonishing, and she fought back five years from death.
Perhaps, without these five years, there would be no Monument to the People’s Heroes today.
I seemed to see Lin Huiyin, who had put away his hairpin and his hairpin, still beautiful and wise, walking quietly from behind the figure of a little woman.