I am in love with the poet Hongchen, and we met three years ago. It was the fifth time that Jiangshan published a book for the contracted author for free. She published a collection of more than 200 poems that she had published in Jiangshan and asked me to write the preface. I know very well that she is a strange woman without any utilitarian intentions. It is not because I have such abilities, but because she particularly cherishes the fate of our acquaintance in Jiangshan. The companionship of the book and the preface has led to the emergence of friendship. The meaning of intimacy and mutual complementation.
Hongchen Youai is a talented woman in the world. She was once the vice president of the Xingyue Poetry Club. Two years ago, her club held an essay competition with the theme of "aftertaste". She took the initiative to invite me to participate, so I recalled my own Throughout my life, I wrote three essays for competition. Therefore, she was very grateful to me, and our friendship deepened and we became QQ friends. I once said to her: I should thank you too! I had been suffering from a low-grade fever for five or six days and was very uncomfortable. Your invitation inspired me to write these articles, but I have recovered from my illness! This is the miraculous effect of fate. There is love in the heart and love in the world. Love broadcasts are helpful for physical and mental health.
Hongchen Youai, whose real name is Yu Juhua, is from Jinchang City, Gansu Province. He is a member of the Gansu Provincial Writers Association, a special writer and editorial board member of "Wangyue Literature". Over the years, she has published more than 300 literary works with more than one million words on major literary websites, and has won many awards in various essay competitions. He has published two collections of personal essays, "Man on the Journey" and "Crossing the River of Memory". The poems included in this collection are all excellent works selected by her.
She is very good at summarizing life and savoring it, and her philosophical thoughts on life are embedded in the lines of her poems. She believes that human life is a journey. We meet each other by chance, we pass by each other, we bend down to pick it up, and then we turn around and forget it. The journey is extending and the scenery is changing. Who is whose old acquaintance, who is whose fate, cannot be predicted and cannot last forever. Only when we meet can we cherish each other. If we become strangers one day, I will be grateful for the company I once had.
She is very good at enjoying and cherishing love, and her thorough understanding of love shines between the lines of her poems. She believes that love is a beautiful fairy tale for human beings. A gorgeous debut and a poignant ending. There is no need to investigate who hates whom, who is hurt by whom. Emotions cannot withstand the passage of time. If there is love, we will stay together for life; if there is no fate, we will part ways. Whether it is unforgettable or understatement. I only hope that what will last forever in my heart is the beauty of the first encounter and the warmth of being together.
She has the sophistication of a woman, the open-mindedness of a philosopher, and the romance of a poet. She pursues her dreams persistently, and only those who pursue dreams can discover the shining stones. In fact, the shining stones are ignited by a seed of hope in her heart; she can taste the smell of her hometown from a wisp of cooking smoke, and the intoxicating smell is in her heart. Eternity spreads between her lips and teeth; she knows that her mother's concern is tied to a white hair, and her longing eyes are like a crescent moon wandering in the bright and dark time; how much she cherishes love, picking up a red leaf , write your name, and warm each other in the bond of the soul; how persistent she is, the moment she opens her eyes, she wants to hold the whole world in her hands.
Poets are very good at capturing inspiration and refining themes. Reading good poetry titles is a kind of enjoyment and inspiration. For example: fireflies light up the dreams of the night; there is a sea hidden in every conch; the darkness falls on the bone marrow; my night takes over the day; poetry, the lover of my life; piercing the skirt of darkness; a bird in the time Meditate inside; how close is too far to you; the local accent flowing through the fingertips... Such poetry titles can not only arouse readers' desire to read, but also warm their admiring hearts.
Here, I copy a poem "The Poet's Bones" to satisfy readers' psychological benefit of opening the book with a preview - the height of the gaze is beyond the sky/You can ignore the wind and rain, ignore the seasons/You can pick off the stars to keep warm /You can lower your head and fall in love with an ant//Transplant your heart to the cemetery/The unyielding soul wanders outside the dream/Cut the rope with the tip of the pen and use stylish words/Blow the horn of life/ Don’t care about the distance from the starting point to the end/The spirit will leave the body and exist in another form/Awaken the world surrounded by void//Nuddle in the embrace of the earth/Every rib grows into a tree/Maybe heavy, maybe Fabrication/The flower of the soul blooms in the dark night/In the name of poetry, I swear//No need to leave a name. Poems and poets are fossils that have fallen into the dust.
Whether you are a poet or a reader, please remember: We are just small fossils falling in the dust. Cherish life and live poetically. Don’t narrow your vision and life for fame and fortune. Be open-minded.