Poems about the sun in Ai Qing's poetry anthology 1 What poems in Ai Qing's Selected Poems take the sun as the image?
Notice of the sun and dawn.
1April, 938, Ai Qing returned to Wuhan from the war-torn north, and wrote a long poem "Towards the Sun" with strong and rich emotions.
Notice of Dawn is a new poem written by modern poet Ai Qing in 1942. This poem urgently evokes everything in the tone of dawn and welcomes the arrival of a beautiful new world.
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To the Sun is more than 400 lines long, which is the longest poem by Ai Qing in 1930s. It consists of nine independent chapters that echo each other. Although there are many different scenes and characters in this poem, they are not mainly narrative. The author still writes in a simple, frank and personalized lyrical way, and takes the emotion of the first person "I" (the author himself) as the main line and lifeline of the whole poem from beginning to end.
At that time, Wuhan, as an important town in the Anti-Japanese National Liberation War, was vigorously carrying out mass activities to defend Wuhan. Ai Qing immediately plunged into the real world, which showed the determination of national awakening and struggle. The passion and desire for creation in my heart and the intensity of combining with reality have obviously reached a burning level.
Dawn Notice is only a symbolic topic, and it does not have an objective sense of reality. Notification is a virtual setting. Therefore, the poet uses his imagination to obtain images and covers the whole poem with many specific details and images. "Dawn" said that he "came through dew" and "came through the last star".
From the rough sea. He hoped that people would welcome him as "the pioneer of the times and the messenger of light". The forms of welcome are: "Open all the windows to welcome/open all the doors to welcome", "Please whistle to welcome/blow the horn to welcome", "Please ask the sweeper to clean the street/please ask the truck to carry away the garbage ..."
The poet is like this: the whole poem is a concrete, vivid and vivid image and image; The whole poem presents the free style of prose culture, that is, there are orderly lines of poetry and internal emotional rhythm; The language of poetry is simple, natural and beautiful.
2. Appreciation of the sun in Ai Qing's poems
Ai Qing wrote that the sun was in the spring of 1937.
Poets are sensitive. Whether in a small hut or in the noisy streets of Shanghai, the poet's feelings are stretched, penetrating the complex phenomena in daily life and the joys and sorrows in personal life. The poet felt an atmosphere with grand and great colors, which touched the poet's heart and excited him.
In this historical period, China is in the contest of great changes. On the one hand, all the old forces represented by Kuomintang reactionaries, as well as the forces of foreign invaders, want to push China into darkness; On the one hand, revolutionaries and working people hope to break the old world and build a bright and free new world. Although this fierce contest is still unclear, the poet has already felt hope.
The Sun summarized this historical trend.
In this poem, the poet eulogizes the sun, eulogizes this great era, infects the readers' emotions with the poet's own emotions, and makes people feel that a new era is about to be born.
There is no doubt that the sun is a symbol in this poem.
This poem is not long, but it is magnificent. The poet created this poem from three aspects.
The first is to write the momentum of "the sun is rolling towards me".
Second, the poet wrote about the great influence after the sun came.
Thirdly, after the sun rises, the poet begins to write about himself and his feelings.
The phrase "the sun is rolling towards me" in this poem was once questioned by Mr. Wen Yiduo. Mr. Wen Yiduo thinks that this poem should not be written like this, which shows a petty bourgeoisie sentiment. According to Mr Wen Yiduo, it is reasonable to write "I ran to the sun". Here, we don't say that Mr. Wen Yiduo is too harsh. Even from an artistic point of view, Mr. Wen Yiduo's advice is not enough. Because obviously, I ran to the sun, far less imposing than "the sun rolled towards me". Because "I" is small and has no luster, "the sun" is huge and radiant, and "the sun is rolling towards me" can show great momentum. Also, say poetically, "The sun is rolling towards me? It is in line with the original intention of the poem. In this way, the "sun" is active, that is to say, history is active, and the "sun" has rolled to the present to create "I"
Everything has a chance to be reborn ...
The poem "Taiyin" shocked readers with its profound connotation and broad momentum, and became a glorious chapter in the poet's creation. The above is for reference.
3. Ask for poems about Ai Qing or poems about the sun.
Wen Yiduo's poems
Taiyangyin
The sun, the sun that stings my heart!
Drove away the wandering dream of going home,
Add his nine-bend ileum for twelve hours!
The sun, the burning sun!
Dry the dew on the grass tip,
Can you dry the cold tears of the wanderer?
The sun, the sun driven by six dragons!
Save me my daily probation,
I ran for five years in one day. What are the disadvantages?
The sun-golden bird-the sun!
Let me ride you around the world every day,
You can visit your hometown once a day!
The sun, the sun just rising in the corner of the building!
Didn't you just come from our east?
My hometown is still intact at the moment?
The sun, the sun from my hometown!
Is the official willow in Beijing wrapped in autumn?
Alas! I am as haggard as late autumn!
The sun, the never-ending sun!
You seem homeless, too.
Ah! Your life is as unimaginable as mine!
Sun, self-improvement sun!
The universe is probably your hometown.
Can you show me the direction of my hometown?
The sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, the sun!
The wind and clouds here have another common color,
The tone of birds singing here is particularly bleak.
The sun, the sun of life!
But who doesn't know that you are passionate about the eastern half of the ball,
At the same time, it is the light of wisdom in the western half of the ball?
The sun is also the sun in my hometown!
I can't go back to my hometown at the moment,
I will call you my hometown, and I will get what I want.
The sun, shining with kindness!
See you later, I should go home once;
My hometown is not underground, but in the sky!
4. Ask for poems about Ai Qing or poems about the sun.
Wen Yiduo's poem, the sun sang the sun and stung my heart! It also drove away the wanderer's dream of returning home, plus his nine songs for twelve hours! The sun, the burning sun! Drying the dew on the grass tip can dry the cold tears of the wanderer? The sun, the sun driven by six dragons! What's the harm of running for five years a day instead of my daily probation? The sun-golden bird-the sun! Let me ride you around the earth every day, and I can see my hometown once a day! The sun, the sun just rising in the corner of the building! Didn't you just come from our east? My hometown is still intact at the moment? The sun, the sun from my hometown! Is the official willow in Beijing wrapped in autumn? Alas! I am as haggard as late autumn! The sun, the never-ending sun! You seem homeless, too.
Ah! Your life is as unimaginable as mine! Sun, self-improvement sun! The universe is probably your hometown. Can you show me the direction of my hometown? The sun, this is not like my mountains and rivers, the sun! The wind and cloud here have a general color, and the sound of birds here is particularly bleak.
The sun, the sun of life! But who doesn't know that you are the passion of the eastern hemisphere and the wisdom of the western hemisphere? The sun is also the sun in my hometown! At the moment, I can't go home, so I think you are my hometown. The sun, shining with kindness! See you later, I should go home once; My hometown is not underground, but in the sky.
5. Ask Ai Qing's poems or verses, except the sun.
hope
Dream friend
Fantasy sisters
That's my own shadow.
But always walk in front of you
As invisible as light.
As unstable as the wind.
Between her and you
There is always a distance.
Like a bird outside the window.
Like clouds in the sky
Like a butterfly by the river
Cunning and beautiful.
You go up, she flies.
If you ignore her, she will kick you out.
She will always be with you.
Until you stop breathing
I love this land, Ai Qing.
If I were a bird,
I should also sing with a hoarse throat:
This land hit by the storm,
This river of sadness and anger will surge forever,
This endless wind,
And the gentle dawn from the forest ...
And then I died,
Even feathers rot in the ground.
Why do I often cry?
Because I love this land deeply. ...
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6. Analysis of Ai Qing's poem To the Sun
In the morning, I woke up from my sleep,
I am glad to see your brilliance;
Although I was sleepy last night,
Troubled by countless nightmares.
Your fresh, gentle, bright and clean luster,
Shining on my long-unopened window,
Paint enough paper with a pale yellow color like pollen,
Embedded in a light blue neat grid,
I was so grateful that I got out of bed.
Open and close the window for a winter,
Let you weave the bright tablecloth with all the gold wires,
Spread it out on my table by the window.
So, I was surprised to see you:
So real that there is no doubt that,
You stand on the top of the mountain opposite,
Smile so clearly.
I tried to open my eyes to see you,
Eager to capture your image,
How intense, how trance, how solemn!
Your light stung my pupils.
Sun, your immortal philosopher,
You bring happiness to the world,
Even if I have the misfortune to meet you,
I also feel your comfort in my heart.
You are the blacksmith of time,
A good life;
You cast the days into countless golden wheels,
Flying in the ancient wasteland ...
Without you, sun,
All life will crawl in the shadow,
Even with wings, it can only be like a bat.
Fly in the eternal night.
I love you as people love their mothers,
You provide light and heat for my thoughts and thoughts-
Let me live with passion and suffer for my ideals.
Until my life was taken away by death.
After a long and lonely winter,
Today, I want to go to the top of the mountain
Take off my clothes, naked,
Bathe my soul with your light ...
7. Ask Ai Qing's poems or verses, except the sun.
"Hope" dream friend's imaginary sister used to be her own shadow, but she always walks in front of you like light, invisible and unstable like the wind. There is always a distance between her and you, like birds outside the window, like clouds in the sky, like butterflies by the river. If you go up, she will fly you and ignore her. She will drive you away and stay with you forever until you stop breathing. Ai Qing, if I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat: this land that was hit by the storm, this river that is always filled with our grief and indignation, this endless angry wind, and the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest ...-Later I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.