On the perspective of selecting materials for Ke Yan's children's poems?

Ke Yan is a famous woman writer in New China. She writes in various literary styles, including drama and poetry. He also writes prose, reportage and novels; Write both adult literature and children's literature. In the field of children's literature, she is an important poet deeply loved by young readers. Her first novel Three Children's Poems was published in People's Literature on 19551February. In the following year or two, she published The Story of the Little Soldier, including The Secret of the Hat, Two Generals, Three Military Doctors and Nurses, Watching the Ball, Dad's Glasses and so on. Her achievements in children's poetry creation have attracted wide attention from the beginning. /kloc-in the winter of 0/957, Wen Yi Bao published Shu Pei's long comment "Where did the fun come from", which enthusiastically affirmed the artistic characteristics of her children's poems. Cang Kejia, an old poet, also pointed out in the article Children's Poems of Ke Yan (People's Literature No.65438+June 0959) that "Ke Yan's children's poems pay attention to the readers, both in terms of materials and expression techniques. In this way, children like reading and adults find it interesting. They think that "she is a poet with personal style and unique artistic expression". Ke Yan's The Story of Little Soldiers was published in 1988. In 2006, he won the first prize of the Second National Children's Literature Creation Award. Her children's poetry collections mainly include The Big Red Flower (1956), The Most Beautiful Picture Album (1956) and Little Confused Aunt (a collection of poems and dramas). 1959) and I told uncle lei feng (1969). Green light and police uncle (1965), news of spring (1984), selected poems of children in Ke Yan (198 1), can the moon be wrong (1984), etc.

Most of Ke Yan's early children's poems directly reflect children's lives, and all have certain "plots", many of which can be regarded as "small narrative poems". With vivid brushstrokes, the poet depicts the character of the little hero, tells vivid stories, and vividly and poetically shows the innocent and lovely characters of children, their thoughts and feelings, and their spiritual world. The Secret of the Hat tells the story of children's desire to become "navy" in the background of children's daily games. My brother is not an ordinary person. /He is a junior. /He scored five points in a row. /Mother gave him a hat as a reward. "But this hat is a bit strange. /Its brim keeps falling. " . So, "Mom asked me to go with my brother/see how the brim came off." Actually, my mother sent me, a younger brother, to spy on a secret. It turns out that my brother and classmates are engaged in naval exercises, which is why the brim of the hat "falls off". When the vigilant "sailor" caught his brother and his brother ordered him to be shot as a "spy", his brother's performance was: "Is it ok to bully people like this? /I kicked and quarreled, and two sailors had to comfort me. /It doesn't hurt at all to say that the shooting is fake. //I said,' I can't ask you to shoot me anyway,/Whether it hurts or not,/I want to be a PLA man when I grow up,/You can't just call me a spy!' Dramatic storyline, distinctive children's language and detailed vivid pictures of children's life have such touching charm, except for artistic reasons (such as unique conception, humorous style, lively and harmonious rhythm, etc. ), which cannot but be attributed to the poet's familiarity with children and their lives, especially his accurate grasp of children's psychology.

The secret of the hat

Ke Yan

My brother is not ordinary,

He is a fourth-grade student.

He got so many full marks in a row,

His mother gave him a hat as a reward.

The color of this hat is really blue.

The dark brim sparkles;

Don't say wear it on your head,

I like it even when I look at it.

But this hat is a little strange,

Its edges keep falling off,

Mom sewed it over and over again,

I don't know why it's always bad.

Mom asked me to stay with my brother,

Well, let's see how the brim falls off.

But as soon as my brother saw me,

Get rid of me at once.

I snuck into his school today,

This just understand things:

Seven or eight of them are fourth-grade students,

Pull down the brim as soon as you leave school.

They are running back and forth in the clearing.

They shouted "dock" and "break down"

My brother is holding a telescope made of wood.

Look around.

I haven't decided whether to hide,

The telescope has been pointed at me.

Suddenly, there was a "stop" behind him!

You can't make money if you get caught.

Two sailors saluted their brother,

The report caught a "spy"

Brother didn't look at me,

He ordered me to be grounded.

I said angrily, "I am not a spy,

I am your brother! "

But my brother said with a frown:

"Spies are not brothers!"

He is a younger brother, but he is a spy.

I'm noisy and anxious,

Two sailors had to comfort me,

The detention is fake. Don't be angry.

I said, "Whether it's true or not,

Anyway, I can't call you confinement;

I want to be a PLA man when I grow up.

Call me a spy, but I won't. "

The sailors laughed,

My brother had to cancel the order.

Everyone said, "This is not a coward.

Welcome him to join our navy. "

I go home to see my mother at night,

I talked to her about the deck and the boat.

I told her what a fleet was,

It is also said that the bravest man in the world is a sailor.

As for my brother's hat. ...

I said, "It's a secret. I'll tell you how to do it! " "

Mother touched my hair and smiled.

"Well, dear little sailor!"

I want to know how mom knows,

She said it was a secret, too.

She also said a few words.

Let me take it to all the young sailors:

"Real sailors are strong and brave,

Love the motherland and labor,

Can you learn from heroes,

Don't look at the hat, look at the action! "

Ke Yan's children's poem "Is the Moon Wrong?"

It says on TV: Japanese children look just like us.

Is that so? Is that so?

The moon, the moon,

You tell me! Every day when you get up,

Catch him first, catch me first,

Or shine on both of us at the same time

You take this picture every day,

Will you make us wrong? !

Moon, moon, you tell me!