Appreciation of the belief in red leaves in Lin's poems.

There is no sadness of "I came from three thousand miles away". In the belief of red leaves, "sadness follows autumn today", there is no helplessness of "the sunset is a lonely city", there is no loneliness of "hibiscus is exposed, willow leaves are sparse", but there is a kind of courage to love life, long for life and bravely pursue it, and there is a belief of "being born after death" in autumn.

This poem means autumn and red leaves. First of all, people feel that the world has changed and the times have changed. Only by savoring it carefully can we know its profound meaning and feel a different autumn, an autumn as fragrant as spring, as strong as summer and as silent as winter.

"That's a ravine where you can't walk alone-towards the ideal" begins with you and me looking for or losing or pursuing the ideal. Along the way, you can see the glow, white clouds, white railings, blue sky, yellow moonlight, crimson hillside, and the most important blood-like red leaves. All the colors are so pure, which reflects the purity of the poet's mood. It gives people a strong contrast and impact from the "vision" and makes people step into it. Along the way, there are birds singing, air singing, the fierceness of the wind and the whining of autumn insects, which embody the characteristics of autumn and are fascinating. Finally, we found "fiber ideal" and "you" together. Here, you can be regarded as an ideal. We pursued it all the way. With your smile, "you" smelled the flowers, saw the western hills referred to by "you" and made a vow to yourself about next year. It can also be regarded as a true lover or the only thing we can struggle with is watching, walking together in a hurry and sadly, dyeing leaves like blood together, but we don't care at all. The road ahead is very long. Next year, we will meet at the top of the mountain and where the red leaves are in full bloom. In this way, we can see that the poet cherishes and persists in life and has been bravely exploring.

The most important thing in the whole poem is the word "Xin". "10,000 colors, 10,000 changes" In autumn, it is already a mountain red, as red as blood-after 10,000 changes in faith, there will be a home. Faith may be a fragrant flower, but it will fade one day, and this fading may become forever. But the red leaves are different, and the red leaves like blood are even different. They meet on that sloping hillside every year. Even in spring, summer and winter, you can find its shadow in the fallen leaves and the glow. In fact, it has already penetrated into life-just as faith is rooted in the heart and blood runs through life. "Time is not the measure of time", only faith can see through the meaning of life.

"Choose your words carefully", watch and taste.