Looking at Bing Xin's Spring Water with Stars, I feel 1. 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 the first time I have read this touching masterpiece "Spring Water with Stars". 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. I have heard of his name 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 "Stars in Spring Water" and realized that modern poetry is more vivid, catchy and interesting than ancient poetry. Unconsciously, I fell in love with modern poetry. If you don't believe me, listen to me about the article "Spring Water Stars"!
Let's take a look at this passage first: the stars are twinkling-how can we hear their conversation in the dark blue sky?
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 the loving mothers-"Stars? Spring water.
The book "Stars in Spring Water" written by Grandma Bing Xin is gentle and euphemistic, but sometimes it is strongly advocated to encourage everyone to be passionate. The charm of its language lies in its concise sentences, which can simplify an article into a beautiful short poem.
Bing Xin's praise for maternal love is expressed in many articles. In her eyes, maternal love is great, boundless and soft as water. I remember the Star written by Bing Xin. There used to be two such poems in "Spring Water":
1. Mom!
The wind and rain in the sky are coming,
The bird hid in his nest;
The storm in my heart is coming,
I can only hide in your arms.
2. Mom!
Put aside your troubles,
Let me fall into your arms,
Only you are the destination of my soul.
Although these two little poems are only fifty words, they deeply realize how broad and boundless maternal love is! When we are sad, painful, sad and sad, we will all jump into our mother's arms and cry. Mother brought us to this beautiful world and let us enjoy the love of others; Mother was the first teacher. She teaches us to walk and talk, and how to love and care for others. When mom helps us sew clothes and poke our fingers, I will think 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?
This poem was written by Meng Jiao. In the last two sentences, every grass and tree can't repay Chunhui, which means that children can't repay their mothers' kindness. Yes, my mother has done so much for us that we can never repay her. As the saying goes, my mother is really the greatest and greatest person in the world, and how can I express this in a few words? However, as long as we send our most sincere wishes and sing "Only Mom is Good in the World" on mom's birthday, it's as simple as that, and mom will feel satisfied!
Thoughts on reading "Xing Chun Shui" and "Bing Xin 3" I read a book today. The name of this book is Spring in the Starry Sky. This book tells something about Bing Xin when she was a child. Her teacher, Miss Zhang. Let her write a composition of at least 1000 words every day. So there is the following article.
At first, she thought it would be difficult to write a composition of 1000 words every day. However, she gradually feels that she can't write 1000 words every day. Write more than two thousand words. She also said that at this rate, 100 pages is not enough. I think it has become a common practice because I write every day. So, later, she felt that writing 1000 words a day was less.
One of them is about one of her classmates, Wang Ruixuan, who rode a tricycle to school every day when she first started school. Every time she arrives at school, her classmates always say, "Miss, please get off." After school, everyone rushed out. Next to the car, he said, "Miss, please get on the bus." Later, Tao Qi's classmate Wang Ruixuan stopped riding a tricycle and walked instead. I think it's because every time I go to school and leave school, someone says, miss, please get on the bus, miss, please get off. That's why she walked home instead of riding a tricycle.
After reading this, my idea is: "We should try to write a composition every day in the future, so that we can not only improve our writing ability, but also read childhood stories when we grow up."
Reading Xing Chun Shui and Bing Xin, I have a feeling that I don't know when it started, and I have a yearning for poetry in my heart. 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 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 is touching 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.
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 maternal love and yearning for her mother are 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 maternal love, and I understand maternal love through Bing Xin.
At this point, my heart is surging, and I can't calm down and express my feelings.
Reading "The Spring of Stars" Bing Xin 5 recently read "The Spring of Stars" by Grandma Bing Xin. I was deeply moved. Grandma Bing Xin sang pure maternal love and described the beauty of nature with a gentle and sad lyric style. Stars consists of 16 short poems. Grandma Bing Xin thinks that' with love, there is everything'. What she loves to praise most is maternal love. She turned sacred maternal love, pure childlike innocence and poetic nature into touching notes and wrote them in Spring among the Stars with a pen tip. I was deeply intoxicated.
The first paragraph of the article: The stars are shining-the deep blue sky. How can you hear them talking to each other? In silence, in the twilight, they praised deeply. A few strokes outline a peaceful, quiet, harmonious and quiet night sky. Grandma Bing Xin made such a magical fantasy make the cold night sky and the stars without feelings think, praise each other and implicitly express her pursuit of' great love on earth'. Grandma Bing Xin really doesn't have to worry.
Then a few simple words,' childhood is the truth in a dream, this is a real dream, but memories are a tearful smile', tell the joy and beautiful dream of grandma Bing Xin's childhood. It can be seen that grandma Bing Xin spent her childhood in a honey pot like us, otherwise how could it be a tearful smile of memories?
Grandma Bing Xin also cherishes brotherhood. She loves her three younger brothers. Listen to these words' little brother, the bright and happy star in my soul, gentle and speechless, the child in my soul'. A few short sentences show the affection and friendship between Grandma Bing Xin and her brothers and sisters in Deep in the Ocean.
Reading Star Springs and Understanding of Bing Xin 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 pounding my heart, "Knock, knock, knock ..."
"residual flowers are dotted on 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 too short, so …
I still remember my grandmother lying in the hospital bed was so godless! The withered lips spit out the almost silent "granddaughter" she shouted at the top of her voice; 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 a flower fades, it will never fade. ...
I once asked myself, what did I do for my grandmother? Is it a stiff "grandma"? Or before her.
A tissue handed me when I was crying?
Perhaps, life is really just such a glimpse ... the impulse to want grandma Fushun's silver silk, when I stopped my hand in the air shyly, disappeared with it until I put it down, and I can't find it anymore ... I can only feel sorry and sigh for its brevity. ...
People always say that there is still a lot of time, but a year is only twelve months, 365 days, 525,600 seconds, 31536,000 seconds ... that's all. Looking back, how many years, days, minutes and seconds have you spent?
Life is like a fallen flower, but it is only such 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?
Looking at the stars, springs and ice hearts, I feel 7 "how lovely the spring morning is!" Harmonious wind, fluttering sleeves, quiet mood. " This poem depicts the beautiful scenery on a spring morning. Bing Xin's collection of works "Stars in Spring Water" deeply touched me.
Bing Xin, formerly known as Xie Wanting, spent her childhood at the seaside and loved the sea since childhood. Most of his works take "maternal love" and "human love" as ideals to solve social and life problems. Her poems, like sparkling stars and small poems of gurgling streams, slowly flow into my heart and set off enduring emotional waves. Her poems have a "natural rhyme", which is particularly touching, elegant and beautiful, and makes me feel beautiful and sweet!
This article made me feel deeply: "residual flowers are covered with branches;"
The bird flew away,
Scattered all over the floor—
Is life just a glimpse? "
This poem is straightforward, connecting three unrelated things with the mind of childhood, and adding some profound meaning. In her place, the world is fresh and beautiful, and her thinking is active and meticulous observation.
This book has cultivated our temperament and benefited you a lot. I suggest you read it, too
Thoughts on reading Stars, Spring Water and Bing Xin 8 Shouldn't we birds protected by our mothers respect our parents? From this, I think a lot: for example, in the "Holy Amethyst", I wrote: Xiang is nine years old, you can warm your seats and be filial to your loved ones. Huang Xiang was a good boy in the Han Dynasty. He was famous for his filial piety to his elders. At the age of nine, he unfortunately lost his mother and knew how to honor his father since he was a child. Whenever it's hot in summer, he fans a mat for his father to drive away mosquitoes, closes the curtains and makes his father sleep comfortably. In the cold winter, the mattress is cold, so he sleeps on his father's mattress first, warms the quilt with his body temperature, and then lets his father sleep on the warm bed. Isn't this an example for us to learn? Motherly love, like who, moistens our hearts; Father's love is like living, which warms our hearts.
Motherly love is like an umbrella, sheltering us from the wind and rain, while paternal love is like a lamp, guiding us. What can we do for children? The song "Grateful Heart" is well sung: Grateful heart, thank you for accompanying me all my life-let me have the courage to be myself; Grateful heart, grateful for the bloom of fate-I will cherish it. We should all honor our parents with gratitude and thank them for their efforts.
Looking at the stars in spring water, Bing Xin feels 9 Recently, I was reading "Looking at the stars in spring water" written by Grandma Bing Xin, which is divided into two chapters, one is the stars, and the other is of course the spring water. There are many small poems in this book.
Grandma Bing Xin, formerly known as Xie Wanying, was born in Fuzhou, Fujian. After the May 4th Movement broke out, she completely lost her original ideal of being a doctor and started literary creation, which seems to be similar to that of Lu Xun. 19 19 Since September, she has published many short stories under the pseudonym of "Bing Xin", which has aroused strong social reflection. Grandma Bing Xin's works include Pink and Dong Er Girl. From these works, we can see her deep sympathy for the hard life of workers. After graduation, she went to the United States to study abroad, and then returned to her motherland, which shows that her heart is full of her motherland and hometown.
Bing Xin's childhood was spent in a warm and rich environment. Her father is away all the year round and rarely reunites with his family. But her generous and selfless maternal love gave Bing Xin endless love and warmth at that time. Therefore, in Bing Xin's heart, maternal love has long been deeply implanted and has become the spiritual hometown and eternal theme of her life.
She once compared a mother's love to the sea. She was a splash in an instant, "flying into my mother's arms in the shortest time", "My loving mother, she is the first and last person I admire", "Mom ... who is the destination of my eternal soul except you?" From this sentence, we can see the status and influence of mother and maternal love in her life. In Bing Xin's literary works, praising her father is also her eternal theme. In addition to these two kinds, recalling, describing and praising innocence are also the destination and theme for her to pin her ideals and eliminate the pain and confusion of life. She has an innocent heart. She once called the baby a great poet who "sent out the most complete poem in incomplete language". Bing Xin longs for maternal love and an innocent and happy childhood world, but this is unrealistic. At this time, she extended a helping hand to maternal love and childlike innocence, and also extended a helping hand to the beautiful and magical nature. She is a great singer of nature and has lived by the sea since she was a child. In her mind, the beauty of nature is universal: a few flowers, a few trees, a day of stars and moons, insects, wind and spring sounds can all make people feel its endless beauty and gain a rare emotional digestion and life experience.
"Untie the curtain of nature! The baby of art is lying in the arms of the mother of truth. " Open this curtain yourself!
There is a feeling when reading Stars in Spring and Bing Xin. 10 Stars in Spring is full of beautiful and philosophical poems. Every capital is like a star in the night sky, like dew on a lotus leaf, crystal clear and pure, fresh and meaningful, with a unique artistic aesthetic feeling, which makes people fascinated and gives people beautiful enjoyment. Generally speaking, there are three aspects: first, praise for the mother, innocence. In the eyes of poets, the world full of innocence and childlike interest is the most beautiful in the world. Bing Xin rewrote this part with a lot of pen and ink. In order to popularize an idea and awaken people's sleeping hearts.
Among the poems and songs about innocence and childhood, my favorite one is:
"mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I have to hide in your arms. "
As can be seen from this poem, with the growth of age, there will be more and more troubles, but will we worry about them in childhood? I don't think so. When we grow up, we will yearn for childhood, so childhood is a real dream. In the materialistic real world, many people wear hypocritical masks and can't tell the true from the false. At this time, only the childhood life in the dream makes people feel real.
"mom! You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming. Except for you, who is my shade under the unobstructed sky? "
This poem was written by the poet Bing Xin when he saw a lotus leaf covered with a red lotus on a rainy day. It also shows that mother is the only safe and reliable "refuge" in her heart.
In Spring with Stars, Grandma Bing Xin praised maternal love, human love and childlike innocence. At the same time, she also praised nature, especially the sea that she was familiar with since she was a child. Praising nature, childlike innocence and maternal love has become the eternal theme of Bing Xin's life creation.
Reading Stars in Spring and Bing Xin's Feeling 1 1 During the National Day holiday, I read the poetry collection Stars in Spring. This collection of poems contains some fragmentary thoughts of Bing Xin, which is quite novel to me in the form of modern poetry.
"Stars in the Spring" is a poetic name. Open this book and you will enter a wonderful world of poetry. I have to say that I am novel and uncomfortable with this strange poetic genre. That kind of abstract expression makes me unable to understand the moral feelings of the author and feel confused. But through Bing Xin's poems, I really feel the beauty and poetry that vernacular Chinese does not have, which may be the charm of poetry.
I always feel that Bing Xin's words are deep, and his language is very lonely, with a touch of sadness. She wrote many poems about life and death, which were profound and sad. As a child of my age, I always feel that I can't read Bing Xin's poems and understand her thoughts. I think that should be a profound moral that only people who have experienced vicissitudes can understand. For example, the 22nd poem in "Stars": where will you go-a hazy month and day, and death and parting-are all haggard fallen flowers. In just two sentences, I wrote down all the details. Such a sad poem reminds me of Li Qingzhao's Slow Sound-searching, loneliness, sadness and bitterness. I feel her sad mood, but it is difficult to figure out the profound thoughts in this sentence. Let me not only sigh, where will you go, but who can figure it out? !
Sometimes, I think Bing Xin's words are gentle and euphemistic, with the most sincere feelings and the clearest mood. These soft poems are mostly about childhood and spring scenery. Bing Xin always interprets her feelings and thoughts from some invisible aspects. Sometimes, I think she is not a poet, but a philosopher. Describing something with her poems will suddenly give it new feelings and meanings. This is a wonderful poem brought to her by her clear mind and unique vision. For example, the second poem in Stars: Childhood is the truth in dreams, the dream in reality, and the tearful smile when recalling. The same two sentences seem to have brought me to that dreamy childhood. What a gentle tone, what a sincere emotion, just like a mother treats her children. The meaning and feelings of childhood are contained in those two sentences. "Remembering is a tearful smile" touched me even more and touched the softest corner of my heart. Yes, childhood is like this.
This is a poem with profound thoughts and sincere feelings.
Reading the feeling of star spring water and ice heart 12 Among the many works of the old man with ice heart, I prefer "Stars?" Spring is an immortal work.
This part of the work, composed of poems as elegant as the stars in the sky, inspires me, opens the tangled knot in my heart and illuminates the wall in my heart. I have been wandering in my hazy mind for several years. Many worldly distractions are sealed in my shallow memory. Because these question marks whip my curiosity and reprimand my ignorance like hemp strips, when I look back, the questions I can't answer follow me like a long queue. Look at the stars? Spring water, like a caged bird, was finally released and found freedom.
In my memory, the most profound sentence is: "childhood! It is the truth in the dream, the dream in the real world, and the tearful smile when recalling. " These short 22 words are simple but helpless. Tears and laughter are intertwined, which leads me to savor the bits and pieces. Each word contains a strong fragrance, which fascinates me with the flowers of this literature. Childhood? ! It is the world of children, the troubles of adults and the yearning of the elderly. For Bing Xin, she has gone through the road of childhood, the garden of youth and the final sprint of life. Now she is in a dream, in a virtual dream world. She found the color of her childhood, innocence and vitality, but only when her nonexistent dream was broken did she return to reality. I opened my eyes with joy, as if I were still immersed in a dream, but the reality will not change and time will not be restored. Silver lines and wrinkles full of wisdom and wind and rain will not disappear. In the real world, that childhood dream will never come true, so it is a real dream. But with the passage of time, I can only smile to cover up my inner scars, erase my disappointed memories and be glad that I have come a long way. Accepting the reality gladly, the journey at the foot soon reached the last line, and two lines of tears could not help but slide down the cheeks of Bing Xin's old man, looking back at his childhood under the embellishment of tears. ...
From this little poem, I realized the rapidity of life and didn't leave you any waste. At this time, we are in youth, so we should cherish what we have now. Don't wait until the alarm bell of life has sounded, before we helplessly sigh this late arrival.
Looking at the stars, springs and ice hearts, I feel that 13 childhood is happy, when we were free; Childhood is sweet, when we were innocent; Childhood was happy, when we were carefree ... In Spring Water and Stars, I was deeply touched by grandma Bing Xin's memories and sighs about childhood.
"Childhood friends, Haibo, Shan Ying, brilliant sunset, tragic trumpet; Are we estranged now? " When I was a child, Haibo, Shan Ying, Sunset and Horn were all close playmates of the poet, but now they are "alienated" from the author, which inevitably reveals a little sadness in their hearts. It reflects the poet's childlike innocence, his great nostalgia for childhood, and his desire to return to the innocent time of childhood and find back the joy of childhood.
"The children said to the old man,' Laughing and dancing, what an interesting world!' The old man sighed and said, "forgive me, son!" I can't bear to recall what I have done. "The old man thinks the world is tasteless, because he has lost his innocence and passion for life, so the old man is very sad. The child thinks that the world is rich and colorful, because he is immersed in the happiness of childhood and has a good vision for the future life, so he is very satisfied.
"Two rows of red candles were lit-in the shade below the hall, there was a light red jacket." Childhood bits and pieces seemed to be displayed in front of us. Red candles, clothes in the shade of flowers and so on are all beautiful childhood memories, and every word shows the poet's attachment and nostalgia for childhood.
Looking back at myself, childhood was a castle made of sand. After piling it up, I got into it and became a "king". As a result, the castle collapsed and I was embarrassed. Childhood is a race with a bicycle, even if you are sweaty and tired, you will not give up; Childhood is sharing a popsicle with friends. Although the weather is very cold, my heart is full of very pleasant sweetness and happiness. ...
Childhood is leisurely and unforgettable; Childhood is colorful and memorable. Therefore, people who have a childlike innocence are happy, young and happy!
Self-evaluation: a beautiful childhood fragment seems to be faintly visible. From this collection of grandma Bing Xin's poems and songs, you can feel the praise of innocence at any time. Please also ask bloggers to give guidance.