The book "Stars in Spring Water" that we miss and move is written by the great writer Bing Xin. Among her short poems with shining light and true feelings, the most numerous ones praise nature, maternal love and childlike innocence. Nature is beautiful, maternal love is great and childlike innocence is pure. It was she who collected these praises in the pen and brewed them into words.
This poem eulogizes "the deep blue sea", "the twinkling stars", "the splashing waves", "the evening tide", "the green buds" and "the pale flowers" ... The meteors, the sea, the mountain shadows and the sunset glow all contain tenderness, emitting the breath of life and attractive fragrance. The scenery is so beautiful, the lights are scattered and the people are beautiful. In the poet's pen, "mother is a capitalized person" and "mother is the noblest and most selfless love of mankind. It is the comfort of life and a model of beauty. "
Read "Mom, the rain is coming, and the bird is hiding in its nest; The rain in my heart is coming, so I can only hide in your arms. "I realized that mother is the reliance in our hearts and the arm of wind and rain." Motherly love is like water, and quiet tenderness permeates you.
There is a poem in "Spring Water": In the natural smile, human complaints are melted. I see, nature has solved human resentment with a smile. There is also its broad mind to accommodate us, let us wash away the lead and get a new life. What a great respect for nature! What a sharp contrast between the boredom and indifference of human beings and the freshness and enthusiasm of nature! How small human beings should be in front of the broad and lofty nature! Love nature! Be integrated with nature. What a wonderful state it will be!
The book says, "Farewell, Spring Water. Thank you for the trickle of spring. You brought me a lot of thoughts. I wave to you. Slowly flow to the world, I will sit by the spring and listen to the echo. " This reminds me: in the mountain stream in spring, the cool and gurgling stream. The trickle flows to fields, trees and villages, and to the world. The information it brings continuously flows to the mountain spring sky, including the tenderness and coldness of the spring water and the poet's uncertain mood-the poet's providence. The flowing water is affectionate, and a picture of the blending of spring and stream is vividly on the paper.
The poems in the book are rich in emotion and beautiful in language. It is famous for its implication, gentleness, elegance and beauty. There is also a touch of sadness. Every poem is like the stars in the sky and the dew on the lotus leaf, which is crystal clear and has a unique artistic sense.
In the cycle of time, the dead leaves of time will never bury my childhood and maternal love. On the road of life, I picked up the morning flowers of my childhood, and picked up pieces of childlike dreams and the teachings of love. Friend, how many sweets I picked up!