Grandma Bing Xin's poems are not hypocrisy, but a true portrayal of her heart. "Stars in Spring Water" is an eulogy of grandma Bing Xin's maternal love, innocence and nature, and it is a gorgeous movement with maternal love, innocence and nature as its main theme.
Bing Xin's childhood was spent in the embrace of the sea, which is another hometown of Bing Xin's soul. Therefore, Bing Xin has been in contact with nature since childhood and loves nature very much. "We are all born babies, lying in the cradle of the universe." Isn't this Bing Xin's worship and praise of nature? Doesn't she think that man and nature should live in harmony? Yes, nature is our mother, and we are born babies. We should care and protect her with our heart and love, shouldn't we?
Mother should be the most important person in Bing Xin's heart. As bing Xin said, "mom, ... who is the destination of my eternal soul except you?" In Bing Xin's mind, maternal love is broad and sacred, selfless and pure, and the permanent destination of her soul. But it's on each of us, isn't it? Father, like maternal love, like rain and dew, moistens the growth of Bing Xin, is the eternal destination in Bing Xin's heart, and is the eternal theme in poetry. Bing Xin grew up in such a loving and warm family. Why not be grateful and have love in your heart?
The memory and praise of innocence shows that Bing Xin has a childlike, pure and flawless heart. "childhood! It is the truth in the dream, the dream in the real world, and the tearful smile when recalling. " Childhood is so beautiful, so lovely! Innocence can make people out of the dark, to the light.
Although Bing Xin loves and praises nature, she does not exaggerate the momentum, but praises the uniqueness of nature. She only uses one stroke and two strokes to gently outline the shadow of nature, so that people can see the greatest and most beautiful nature through the truest nature! The beauty of nature is very common. A flower, a grass, a tree and a bird can feel the charm of nature. "Plum blossoms in the ice and snow! You have taken the lead in spring. Look at the small flowers everywhere, they will bloom with you. " These words outline a beautiful picture. Nature is really beautiful.
"The flower of success, now people only admire her cleverness! However, at the beginning, her buds were soaked with tears of struggle and shed blood rain of sacrifice. " This little poem full of philosophy inspired me a lot. How simple it is! In order to succeed, we need to make great efforts and sacrifices. No one's success comes casually, so we should keep our feet on the ground and make persistent efforts. This simple truth is compared by Bing Xin through "A Successful Flower", which is both beautiful and beautiful, and easier to accept and remember!
Grandma Bing Xin's poems are beautiful, and these "fragmentary ideas" are beautiful, implicit and meaningful, and full of philosophy. After reading Spring Stars, I was moved not only by its beautiful language, but also by its love and pursuit of maternal love, nature and innocence!
After watching "Spring Stars" 2. This is the first modern poem I have read completely, and it is also the first time I have read Bing Xin's works, and it is also the first time I have read the touching masterpiece "Stars in Spring". After reading it, I suddenly felt a feeling I had never felt before.
This article was written by Bing Xin, a famous writer in China, whose name I have heard since I was a child. When I was a child, my family told me the story of grandma Bing Xin every day, but I never had a chance to see her works. At that time, I only knew what ancient poetry was, and I didn't know the difference between the rhythm of modern poetry and ancient poetry. Once, I came across the article "Spring Water with Stars", and I realized that modern poetry is more vivid than ancient poetry.
Let's take a look at this passage first: the stars are twinkling-how can we hear their conversation in the dark blue sky?
In silence, in the twilight, they deeply praised each other. In just a few words, it outlines a beautiful, aesthetical, natural and harmonious picture. Moreover, the author's imagination is so magical and wonderful that the stars without feelings in the ice Leng Ye sky can still praise each other, and the author expresses his pursuit of "human love" very implicitly. You can see such a short poem and embody such a great spirit. I think grandma Bing Xin must have been very careful when she wrote it. It's nothing. Look at these words again:
Mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest;
The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. A few words praised the noblest and most selfless maternal love. She enthusiastically praised maternal love. I expressed my heartfelt thanks to my mother. The whole association is natural and gentle to read.
In the spring water, there is a passage that I can't forget for a long time. "Spring says to the youth from the green grass:' My light is on you, creating your living personality from the cold environment!' The poet tells people with personification that the dawn of revolutionary victory has come, and people should warmly welcome a better life in the future and create their own brilliant life. This is also a portrayal of the poet's revolutionary optimism and enthusiasm.
Later, she went abroad to study, which has been going for many years. She described her thoughts with a pen and was eager to go home early. She fantasized about meeting her mother and then going home. She is very happy. But once there is no fantasy, then she will become more lost and disappointed. How can you miss home when you leave your hometown and your beloved mother? "The waves in my hometown! The waves you splashed once pounded my rock bit by bit, and now they pounded my heartstrings bit by bit. " The waves kept beating on the shore, and I was indifferent, but once I left my hometown. Every drop of spray touches a string that is about to break in my heart, homesick. Indeed, only mothers are good in the world, maternal love is the greatest and maternal love is the purest.
In a word, I think grandma Bing Xin's poems are shining stars in the vast night sky, small flowers scattered on the forgotten banks of the river, and they always exude refreshing fragrance.
After reading "Stars in Spring", I, a restless soul, always like to find a beautiful figure among the broken and fallen angels. Although I can't say that I am sentimental, I will shed a few tears for the beauty of that world-maternal love, innocence and nature.
She has a quiet soul, like an angel who fell into the world. She explained the beauty of the world-maternal love, innocence and nature-with flowing words-"stars in the spring".
Maternal love. spring scenery
Xiaohua also wants to look up and thank Chunguang for her love-but her deep kindness finally silenced her. Mom! Were you that spring?
I took the umbrella from my mother before I went out in the morning. I came home from school at noon and took the bowl of hot soup from my mother. Reviewing my lessons at night, I took the cup of hot milk from my mother ... Every time I looked up and saw my mother's concerned face and loving eyes, I would think of Bing Xin's words, reminding me to feel the bits and pieces of maternal love with my heart, just like flowers thank spring.
Innocence. flower
Thousands of angels rose to praise the child, who had a great soul in his small body.
Dolls are forgotten in the corner, paper planes are forgotten at the bottom of the table, cartoons are skipped again and again ... humming "I don't want to grow up" and singing "How long can I have children", we are mature little by little. When we step into the colorful flower season and rainy season, we suddenly look back and find that the most fascinating thing is carefree childhood. Now, we are less ignorant of hooks, and a little more forced and deep; Less naive candy, more vain to show off each other; There is less naive attachment to mom and dad, and more so-called "generation gap" ......
Bing Xin, you have found my beautiful innocence, and simple and innocent flowers bloom quietly in my heart. Childhood friends: waves, mountain shadows, brilliant sunset, tragic speakers; Are we estranged now
Nature. philosophy
When you appreciate the flowers in the corner, the world becomes smaller.
I chose this sentence and put it in my little pencil box. Every time I open it, I feel a pounding. Yes, don't be complacent just because you have made a little progress. We should decorate the road ahead with flowers. The reason why I didn't give up after suffering is because I hope that even if I can't reach the end of my goal, I can leave my mark in my struggling life.
Thanks to "Spring Water Stars". You walked past me by accident. In a casual look back, I got to know Bing Xin and walked into the world of maternal love, innocence and nature. Let me count the stars in the sky and enjoy the green spring water. I seem to see the angel of love with a fluttering skirt teaching me with a smile, leading me to love my mother, nature and life!
After reading Stars in Spring, I don't know when I began to yearn for poetry, so I read this "fragmentary thought" with the unique ignorance and madness of teenagers. It was my first contact with the book Spring Water of Stars. I am used to reading the vernacular. I feel a little uncomfortable after reading the poem at once, but I don't have a taste.
When I opened the book, the first introduction attracted me. When it comes to how Bing Xin wrote poetry, from childhood to adulthood, it fully embodies Bing Xin's talent in writing.
Her poems are mainly famous for maternal love, innocence and nature. From "Stars", "Childhood is the truth in dreams, the dream in reality, and the tearful smile when recalling." It is conceivable that Bing Xin's childhood was full of dreams and childish fantasies. "Little brother, ... a child in the depths of the soul." It also explains the indescribable deep friendship between Bing Xin and his brothers and sisters. These are Bing Xin's childlike longing and happiness.
Later, she went abroad to study, which has been going for many years. She described her thoughts with a pen and was eager to go home early. She fantasized about meeting her mother and then going home. She is very happy. But once there is no fantasy, then she will become more lost and disappointed. How can I miss home when I leave my hometown and my closest mother? "The waves in my hometown! The waves you splashed once pounded my rock bit by bit, and now they pounded my heartstrings bit by bit. " The waves kept beating on the shore, and I was indifferent, but once I left my hometown. that
Every drop of spray touches a string that is about to break in my heart, homesick. Indeed, only mother is good in the world. Maternal love is the greatest, maternal love is the purest.
Bing Xin's short poems gave me thousands of feelings. There is no hypocrisy in her poems. They are true feelings from the heart, which can touch people's hearts and can be seen in Bing Xin's childhood fantasy. Her fantasy is so beautiful, so charming, so childlike. However, her deep yearning for her mother is beyond our reach. Motherly love is so sacred that it is beyond the reach of any kind of love in the world. Bing Xin is synonymous with my mother. I know her through Bing Xin.
At this point, my heart is surging, and I can't calm down and express my feelings.
A clear ice heart, like a star, spring water flows eastward. ...
The work "Springs of Stars" inspired me a lot. She told me about human's pursuit of love, the greatness of maternal love and optimistic attitude towards life. What impressed me deeply was the great spirit and kind character, Grandma Bing Xin.
After reading "Stars in Spring", I felt the most sad when I was a teenager. I don't know when to start writing poetry. I saw a passage introducing "Stars in Spring Water" in a book, so I read this "fragmentary thought" with the unique ignorance and madness of teenagers.
The book Spring Stars is my first contact. I am used to reading the vernacular. Reading poetry at once is a bit uncomfortable, but it has a different taste.
When I opened the book, the first introduction attracted me. The book talks about how Bing Xin creates poems, which fully embodies Bing Xin's talent in writing.
Her poems are mainly famous for maternal love, innocence and nature. From the star, "childhood is the truth in dreams, the dream in reality, and the tearful smile when recalling." As you can imagine, Bing Xin's childhood is full of dreams and childish fantasies. "Little brother, ... the child in the depths of the soul" explains the indescribable deep friendship between Bing Xin and his brothers and sisters. These are Bing Xin's childish desires and happiness.
Later, she went abroad to study, which has been going for many years. She described her thoughts with a pen and was eager to go home early. She fantasized about meeting her mother and then going home. She is very happy. But once there is no fantasy, then she will become more lost and disappointed. How can you miss home when you leave your hometown and your beloved mother? "The waves in my hometown! The waves you splashed once pounded my rock bit by bit, and now they pounded my heartstrings bit by bit. " The waves kept beating on the shore, and I was indifferent, but once I left my hometown, that little wave touched a string that was about to break, a string that missed home. "Indeed, only mothers are good in the world, maternal love is the greatest and maternal love is the purest.
Bing Xin's short poems gave me thousands of feelings. There is no hypocrisy in her poems. It's all true feelings from the heart, which can move people. It can also be seen that Bing Xin's childhood was spent in fantasy. Her fantasy is so beautiful, so charming, so childlike. These words are like the philosophy of love, nourishing and purifying our hearts. Reading these scattered articles gives me a refreshing and warm feeling.
After watching the stars, springs, 6. Since I carefully read grandma Bing Xin's Stars a few days ago, it always reminds me of infinite reverie and emotion, just like a drop of clear spring beating on my heart.
Residual flowers are attached to the branches;
The bird flew away,
Scattered all over the floor—
Is life just a glimpse?
Yes, is life really such a glimpse? Life is like a trickle, rushing through. Before you look back, it has quietly merged into the ocean of death. Life is short, etc.
I still remember my grandmother lying in the hospital bed was so godless! Her chapped lips and almost silent granddaughter were all shouted out at the top of her lungs; The rough hand that touched me was lifted by her efforts; And that kind of glittering and translucent liquid, but not a spark, so quietly flowing down.
Now, grandma is like a beautiful flower written by grandma Bing Xin, which fills my heart. When it fades, it will never happen again.
I once asked myself, what did I do for my grandmother? Isn't that a blunt sentence, grandma? Or before her.
A tissue handed me when I was crying?
Perhaps, life is really just a glimpse, the impulse to want grandma Fushun's silver silk. When I stopped my hand shyly in the air, I knew that the moment I put it down, it disappeared. I can only regret and sigh its brevity.
People always say that there is still a lot of time, but only 12 months, 365 days, 525,600 seconds, 31536,000 seconds a year. Looking back, how many years, days, minutes and seconds have passed?
Life is like a fallen flower, but it's just a glimpse. Some people, if they miss it, will not come again; Some things, once they happen, will not be repeated.
Alas, life, why doesn't anyone cherish you?
The reflection of the stars in the spring water 7. "Stars in Spring" is a beautiful collection of poems and a bright pearl written by the old man Bing Xin.
Under the influence of the poet Tagore's Birds, Bing Xin wrote his own thoughts with unique style, fresh and elegant, crystal clear language. In this collection, each capital is a free poem without a title, with the theme of "praising sweet maternal love", "praising naive childlike innocence" and "loving and praising nature", with the thinking and feeling of life as the main content, and the praise is gathered at the end of the pen and brewed into words.
From a poem in the Stars: "Mother! The wind and rain in the sky came, the birds hid in their nests, and the wind and rain in their hearts came. I only hide in your arms. " I can read her deep feelings for her mother. Indeed, only mother is good in the world. Mother is a safe haven in our hearts and our reliance. Maternal love is great and pure.
There is also a poem in the book: "Babies are great poets who spit out the most complete poems with incomplete words." In the poem, Bing Xin shows her love for her children.
Bing Xin advocates nature, loves nature and advocates nature. This is because she is the daughter of nature. In her eyes, "dark blue sky", "twinkling stars", "silent tree shadows", "pink lotus", "dark green lotus cover", "pale white flowers", "crimson fruits", meteors, the sea, mountain shadows and sunset glow all exude the breath of life.
Before I read them, I thought these poems were very profound. However, after careful taste, I seem to understand. In Bing Xin's poems, although the words are simple, maternal love deeply touched me. Love is speechless, with mixed feelings in my heart, which cannot be expressed.
The philosophy contained in "Stars in Spring Water" is worth tasting.
After reading "Stars in Spring Water" for a short winter vacation, with cold wind and joy, I finished reading "Stars in Spring Water" which has been displayed on the bookshelf for a long time. Stars of spring water, what a beautiful picture, full of purity, nature and profundity. With this artistic conception, I picked up a pen and wrote down my thoughts on "Spring in the Stars".
It's as if opening a scented page and carefully reading a poem containing truth inadvertently brought me into an "ideal life". Motherly love, innocence and praise for nature are the main themes that Grandma Bing Xin wants to express. "mom! You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The storm in my heart is coming. Except you, who is my concealment under the sky? Everyone knows that maternal love is deep and great. Mother, in our hearts, is the only reliable refuge in life.
Seeing this poem reminds me of my mother's endless care for us for more than ten years. In spring, my mother is working hard so that we can have enough food and clothing for three meals. In summer, my mother tries to fan the fan before going to bed early, so that we can sleep peacefully. In autumn, my mother is doing housework diligently, which makes us grow up happily; In winter, my mother is trying to knit gloves so that we can keep warm. Throughout the year, in the kitchen, in the hall and in the room, we see that busy figure all the time. Yes! "But how much love an inch of grass has, and I got three spring rays." Maternal love is indeed higher than mountains and deeper than the sea. We should try our best to repay her love for us. Associated with the praise of maternal love is the praise of innocence and the treasure of everything.
Childhood is beautiful and worth cherishing. Childhood is like a five-flavor bottle: sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty. Maybe you stole a neighbor's pear when you were a child, and your mother taught you a lesson. Get a lot of big red envelopes in the New Year; The first time I rode a bike, I took the camera out of the faucet and washed it, thinking it was "developing photos" or something. In retrospect, childhood events are still unforgettable. This thought reminds me of my childhood. Once I went to play, my mother bought me a blue balloon. I was very happy, holding it and patting it around, and one accidentally photographed it across the street. I was so anxious that I ran after the balloon alone, regardless of my mother's stop. I hope not. The balloon was blown away by the wind. I don't want to chase it. Causing passers-by to burst into laughter. "Ha ha ha ....." Now that I think about it, even I can't help laughing.
Childhood is colorful, we should know how to cherish it. There are also songs about nature and descriptions of the beauty of nature. "The solitary sail on the edge of the sunset glow has unconsciously completed the picture of' nature'." Without too much pen and ink, beautiful adjectives vividly depict their true colors with light pen and ink, which is fascinating.
Reading "Spring with Stars" is a kind of beautiful enjoyment. There are many reasons in the poetry collection. From the praise of maternal love and innocence, the praise of nature and the thinking of life, it has brought a lot of enlightenment to my life.
Thoughts on reading "Stars in Spring Water" 9. The work "Stars in the Spring" gave me a great whistle. She told me the pursuit of love, the greatness of maternal love, and the optimistic attitude towards life ... which touched my great spirit and kind character.
The book Spring with Stars is my first contact. I am used to reading the vernacular. Reading poetry at once is a bit uncomfortable, but it has a different taste.
What is the greatest love in the world? That is nothing more than pure maternal love! In this regard, Bing Xin, a famous female writer in China, also sang a hymn of love for her loving mother-"Stars in Spring Water".
I remember a little poem written by Bing Xin in "Stars in Spring Water":
Mom!
The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms.
Although this little poem has only thirty words, it deeply understands how broad and boundless maternal love is! Isn't it? When we are upset, miserable and sad, what can we do except jump into our mother's arms and cry?
Mother brought us to this beautiful world and let us enjoy the love of others; Mom is our first teacher, and she worked hard to raise us. Mother is our spiritual pillar, always supporting and encouraging us. When we fall and bleed, the most painful thing is not us, but the mother's heart. When we don't listen, mother starts to beat us, and the most painful thing is mother. As the saying goes, "Beating the child hurts the mother." However, when mom helps us mend clothes and stings our fingers, she will still feel happy, because if her pain can bring us happiness, even if it is pain, it is worth it to her. This reminds me of a poem:
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son.
Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Mother gave us too much, which we as children can never repay.
My mother is really the greatest person in the world, but how can I express this in a few words? On this earth, everyone has only one mother. We should try our best to do what we can for our mother in a limited time-send our sincere wishes on her birthday and sing "Only a mother is good in the world". As simple as that, her mother will feel satisfied!
Simple love and deep aftertaste ...