1953 used the name "Modern Poetry Society" for the first time-it was established when Ji Xian founded the "Modern Poetry Society". The significance of modern poetry;
1. The form is free.
2. The connotation is open.
3. Image management is more important than rhetoric.
Comparison between "classical poetry" and "modern poetry": poets are all formed by feeling things and are the reflection of their hearts. "Classical Poetry" expresses tenderness, tenderness, sadness and no resentment with the poetic view of "thinking innocently", emphasizing "between solvable and unsolvable". "Modern poetry" emphasizes the spirit of freedom and openness, and communicates "between the sensible and the intangible" with straightforward situational statements.
Characteristics of modern poetry
* with a high degree of generality, vivid image, strong lyricism, musical harmony, and branch arrangement in form.
Ten schools of modern poetry tide
* Realism
* Aestheticism
* Symbolism
* Neo-romanticism
* Imagism
* Futurism
* Expressionism
* Surrealism
:: Postmodernism
* concretism
The development of modern poetry
China's modern poetry can also be divided into two relatively independent stages:
China's Modern Poetry: Poetry before the first half of the 20th century is called China's Modern Poetry.
China's Contemporary Poetry: Poetry after the second half of the 20th century is called China's Contemporary Poetry.
The main schools of modern poetry
Xinyue school
An important school of poetry in the history of modern new poetry is generally divided into two periods by 1927. The early stage began in the spring of 1926, supplemented by Beijing Morning Post? Poetry magazine is the front, and its main members are Wen Yiduo, Xu Zhimo, Zhu Xiang, Rao Mengkan, Sun Dayu and Liu. They are dissatisfied with the style of "free poets" who ignored the art of poetry after the May 4th Movement, advocate new metrical poetry, advocate "rational emotional control", and oppose the promiscuity and prosaic tendency of poetry. From theory to practice, they made a serious exploration of the new poetic meter. Wen Yiduo put forward the famous thought of "three beauties" in "The Metre of Poetry", that is, "the beauty of music, the beauty of painting and the beauty of architecture". Therefore, the crescent school is also known as the "new metrical poetry school". The crescent school corrected the weakness of the early poetry creation that was too informal, and also made the new poetry enter the period of conscious creation. /kloc-in the spring of 0/927, Hu Shi, Xu Zhimo, Wen Yiduo, Liang Shiqiu and others founded Crescent Bookstore, and the monthly magazine Crescent was founded the following year. The main activities of the "Crescent School" moved to Shanghai, which was later the Crescent School. Its main positions are New Moon and Poetry, which were founded in 1930. The new members are Chen, Fang and Bian. In the later period, the Crescent School put forward the principles of "health" and "dignity", adhered to the position of "pure poetry" which was super-utilitarian, self-expression and aristocratic, and emphasized "purity of essence, thoroughness of technique and rigor of meter". However, the artistic expression and lyricism of poetry are close to modernist schools.
The beauty of music in the "three beauties" means that each section of the new moon poem is different, just like music. Architectural beauty means that the format of poetry is like architecture. The beauty of painting is that every paragraph of a crescent poem can be painted. Modern poetry ..........
Teach me how to think about him.
Liu Bannong
There are several clouds floating in the sky.
There is a breeze blowing on the ground. ...
The breeze stirred my hair.
Teach me how to think about him.
Moonlight fell in love with the ocean.
The ocean fell in love with moonlight. ...
Such a honey-like silver night
Teach me how to think about him.
The fallen flowers on the water flow slowly.
The fish swam slowly under the water. ...
Swallow, what did you say?
Teach me how to think about him.
The dead trees shook in the cold wind.
Wildfire burns in the twilight. ...
There is still some afterglow in the west.
Teach me how to miss her.
Say goodbye to Cambridge again
Xu zhimo
I left quietly,
When I came softly;
I waved gently,
Say goodbye to the western clouds.
Golden willow by the river.
Is the bride in the sunset?
Shadows in the waves,
Ripple in my heart.
Green grass on the soft mud,
Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;
In the gentle waves of He Kang River,
I would like to be an aquatic plant.
A pool in the shade of a tree,
Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.
Crushed between floating algae,
Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.
Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,
Back to the greener grass,
Full of stars,
Play a song in the starlight
However, I can't play songs.
Quiet is a farewell flute;
Summer insects are also silent for me,
Silence is Cambridge tonight!
I left quietly,
Just as I came quietly;
I waved my sleeve,
Don't take away a cloud.
Yuxiang
Dai wangshu
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She does.
Clove-like color,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
voicelessly
Cold, sadness and melancholy.
She approached quietly,
Get close and throw again.
Breathing eyes
She floated by.
Like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
A lilac field,
I passed this girl by;
She left silently, left,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Spread her fragrance,
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
Coal in the stove
Guo Moruo
Ah, my lady!
I will live up to your hospitality,
Don't let me down.
I'm doing this for the people I love.
Burn like this!
Ah, my lady!
You should know my predecessor.
Don't you think I am a reckless slave?
In the chest of my black slave,
As long as there is a heart like fire.
Ah, my lady!
I think my predecessor
Originally a useful pillar,
I've been buried alive for years,
Only now have I seen the light of day again.
Ah, my lady!
Ever since I saw the light again,
I often miss my hometown,
I'm doing this for the people I love.
Burn like this!
To the oak tree.
Shu Ting
If I love you-/I will never learn to climb the Campbell flower,/I will show off myself on your high branch;
/If I love you-/Never learn from spoony birds,/Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;
/It's not just like a fountain/It brings cool comfort all year round; /Not just like a dangerous mountain peak,
/increase your height,/set off your dignity. /even sunshine/even spring rain
No, these are not enough. I must be a kapok beside you.
/Stand with you as the image of a tree. /root, clenched in the ground;
/Leaves, lingering in the clouds. Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other.
But no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems.
/Like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd; /I have my red flowers,/like a heavy sigh,
/Like a heroic torch/We share the cold wave and lightning;
/We * * * enjoy the misty rainbow; /seemingly separated forever, but they are dependent for life.
/This is great love,/Loyalty is here/Love/Not only your stalwart body,
/I also love your stand,/the land under your feet.
Street lamps in the sky
Guo Moruo
Distant/street lamp/sunny,
Like/twinkle/countless/stars.
In the sky/stars/now,
Like/burn/countless/street lamps.
I think/ethereal/air,
There must be a/America/city.
In the market/on display/on something/something,
It must be/the world/no/exotic.
You see,/that shallow/Tianhe,
It must be/not very/extensive.
The cowherd/weaver girl across the river,
I'm sure I can/ride an ox/come and go.
I think/they/at present,
I'm sure/I'm/I'm/I'm wandering around the street.
Don't believe,/look/that meteor,
It's them/carrying lanterns/walking.
Classical poetry ......
(A), describing the ancient poetry of spring
In the Tang Dynasty, He's "Singing Willow" is decorated with jasper, which is as high as a tree and hangs down thousands of strands of moss. I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Tang Hanyu presented eighteen members of Zhang Shui Department in early spring. The sky was crisp with rain and the grass was far and near. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the emperor.
(2) Ancient poems describing Xia.
Song? Lu You's quatrains in early summer have turned red and purple into dust, and the cuckoo sounds new in summer. It was during my endless journey in Sang Ma that I realized that I was a peaceful person.
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
(C) Poetry describing autumn
Du Mu's Autumn Night
Silver candle Qiu Guang cold painting screen,
A small fan flies to the firefly.
The night in Tianjie is as cool as water,
Lie down and watch the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. "
Du Mude's mountaineering trip
The stone road winds to the cliff in the distance.
Where there are some white clouds, you can see some households.
I stopped the carriage and was fascinated by Fenglin.
Frost is redder than February flowers.
(4) Ancient poems describing winter
Early Plum by Zhang Wei in Tang Dynasty
Thousand-tree white jade belt, cross Lincun road, stream bridge. I don't know if it started spraying soon, but I suspect it hasn't disappeared after the winter snow.
Don? Jiang Xue described by Liu Zongyuan has no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of roads. A boat on the river, a fisherman in his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Frontier poets and poems ...
Liangzhou song
William Wang
Wine luminous glass,
If you want to drink pipa, hurry up.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the beach.
How many wars were fought in ancient times?
Gu cong jun hang
Richie
During the day, the beacon tower climbing the mountain observes and gives an alarm, and at night, the horse leads the horse to the riverside.
The dark wind blew bursts of sounds, like the pipa of a princess in the Han Dynasty, full of hidden grievances.
Camp in Wan Li without battlements until the thick sky joins the vast desert in the snow.
The sorrowful Hu Yanyan flew through the air, and HUS soldiers were all in tears.
It is said that Yumenguan has blocked the road, so the soldiers can only follow the general around.
Every year we bury our bones in the desert and watch Pu Tao enter the Han family.
join the army
Wang Changling
Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain,
Seeing yumenguan from the lonely city.
Huang Sha wears golden armor in many battles.
If you don't break Loulan, you won't return it.
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Lu Lun
In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow.
Dawn went to look for the arrow, which had gone deep into the edge of the stone.
That night, the black geese flew very high, and Khan quietly escaped during the night.
I was about to lead the light cavalry to catch up when the snow fell full of bows and knives.
block
Gaoshi
East of Lulongsai, noble and lonely.
Pavilion column Wan Li, han soldiers still prepare hu.
It's dusty in the north and Lu rides in the south.
Is it a long-term solution to turn over barrels? It's not a long-term solution.
Just yesterday, General Li left the capital according to the festival.
General Rong swept the desert and captured Khan alive in World War I.
Always grateful and willing to make a difference.
Who wants to talk by the sword, the river is empty.