According to Bing Xin's Spring Water, the bigger the splash, the happier the rock will be in silence.
Today I read a very good book, Spring Water written by Bing Xin. 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. There are many poems in the starry spring. She hardly praises the vibrant sunrise or the bright day. Even the majestic and vast scenery of mountains and seas in others' eyes will change into a gentle feminine flavor in Bing Xin's works. Most of her works are about maternal love and childhood. 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 not miss home when you leave your hometown and your mother from Mo Wen Xinghe? "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 waves touched a string that was about to break, a string that was homesick. Indeed, only mothers are good in the world, and children with mothers are like babies. This book is his talk and description of maternal love and childhood. Motherly love is great, selfless and pure. In our ordinary life, my mother also paid a lot for us. Bing Xin expressed her feelings for her in another way. Relatively speaking, childhood is also beautiful, and everyone's childhood color is different. Bing Xin described her beautiful childhood and beautiful heart with poems. I think Bing Xin's poems need to be understood. She is subtle and difficult to understand. Need to be understood. Many people call her a silent and sad goddess. After reading this collection of poems, I found it beautiful, not only beautiful, but also sad and sad. What a wonderful world it is under Bing Xin's poems. People's hearts are touched. Perhaps this is touching. ...