Poetry comes from life, and life inspires; Life is a poem, you don't need to experience it deliberately. Nineteen years of deep-rooted love for orchard work, motherland and people, and sincere feelings for poetry; For decades, the broad mind of deep maternal love originated from life, higher than life, and the soul of poetry spread widely. Sing "Green Notes" and become an orchard poet; Published more than ten poems, focusing on the model of maternal love. Music Island is beautiful, and Red Strawberry is bleak. The lover of the sun, the great mother, as a man's responsibility, another prophecy. "Life and laughter" are a synthesis, and "end and birth" are the same interface. Looking at "the past is inseparable", the poet's prose is also poetic; Lemons are as outstanding as songs and lectures in the distance. The best in the orchard is the poet, who feels and understands the sunshine online; The old woman in the street is a poet. She walked through the rugged potholes of life.
Lemon trees are hard, and storms are considered normal; Lemon tree is strong, turning tender female tenderness into steel tough guy. Apple mother plant Fu Tianlin; Poetess, loyal "lemon leaf". Labor has created the world, and you are infinitely proud of it; Labor becomes art, you work hard and devote your life. Poetic passion, jade ru Yu Cheng; Poems of destiny, splendid silks and satins. Lemon pricks hands, produces high-nutrition fruit, and sharpens steel will; The cocoon is inspired, producing poetry red roses, rewarding ten thousand acres of orchards.
On the editing desk, fresh air blows from the south; Sending out the aroma of lead printing, readers love citric acid. The orchard is connected to the sea, and the flowers in the spray are not as good as lemons; Motherly love attracts childlike interest, and the sea waters the orchard. Thank god, thank your brothers and sisters; For poetry, for love, for the people's happy life.
Lemon Leaf is rich and open in content and more harmonious in art. The whole collection of poems is mature and steady, with mellow and fresh taste. Early poems are full of the freshness of spring, and the east wind sends warmth; The poems in the middle and late period reflect the depth of summer night and the density of lotus pond. Lemon Leaf is saturated with autumn maturity; Insight into the world is quiet and indifferent. Struggle silently and forge ahead; Burning and extinguishing are moderate. The orange lights are shining, and the vivid tone is lingering. Picking flowers from the branches of fruit trees is a beautiful feeling; From ordinary life, I found deep feelings and poetry, and the feeling of beauty is endless. The poet's broad vision and open thinking are rich and broad; Women's unique delicacy, innate sensitivity, profundity and kindness. She wrote my child with a poetic pen full of maternal love. She cares about the fate of the country and the nation, and she entered Wenchuan with her life and death. Wear the laurel of "Orchard Poet" and walk into people's field of vision; Only by "having your own aesthetics and language" can you sail in the ocean of poetry. Depending on the life of the orchard, it is connected with the flesh and blood of the land. Orchard is the hometown of her soul, where her soul lives: Orchard is her warm yearning and eternal memory. "Lemon" is ripe, and the wings of thought flutter quietly; If you don't know Pei Huan, the noise of this city will be blocked out. Keep climbing,
Climb to a new artistic height; Go ahead and embrace a bright future in your heart.
Green notes, above the crown and treetops; Great maternal love is between children and the world. Orchard and maternal love, Fu Tianlin's creative theme; The root and soul of poetry, the realm space of female poets. Motherly love is the innate affection of women and the highest glory and pride in human nature; Poetry is the essence of soul casting and melting, and it is the best expression and accumulation of emotion. Motherly love shines all over the world and covers mankind. It has no reason, regardless of nationality, or even meaningless. Poetry lights up life and sustains destiny. She loves talent, prefers sincerity, closeness and lofty.
The two-year-old girl took great care of the bear. The little girl claimed that Bear was ill and took Bear to see a doctor. The orchard poet witnessed this scene and asked why. In order to protect the safety of the bear, the little girl called herself mother bear. Fu Tianlin concluded that maternal love exists in all things; The little girl is naive and deeply influenced by maternal love. Fu Tianlin, the new mother, experienced happiness and holiness; Inspired by pen, poetess has a simple and natural face. Broad and selfless maternal love will cover all continents and oceans; A poem ignited with painstaking efforts pierces the internal organs.
Grandma Han brought her little grandson back to her mother's love and never read or write a new poem again. Fu Tianlin took good care of her granddaughter for three years after her retirement. It is not empty to completely cut off external relations; Relive the feeling of mother's love, and there will be thousands of Qian Qian in Qian Qian. Bit by bit, the feeling of life; Ding Ding Dong Dong, the source of poetry. Little by little, the poetess stirred up her soul; Granddaughter's smile is connected into a poem and painted into a poem. Granddaughter's ears heard the poem, and her eyes were full of rose luster; Fu Tianlin's heart moved gently, and the bear's paw was delicious in this life. Avoiding maternal love avoids the best qualities of women; Full of maternal love, giving vent to mother's noblest feelings.
Over the years, the feeling of maternal love has deepened; Poetry embraces "sister", and new children's poetry is more gentle. In Yiyi's poem "Tianshan Mountain grows taller in a week", the granddaughter is "sister"; My sister's parents are very relaxed as diplomats, and a good grandmother is very capable. Abandon the martial arts, obey the actual needs, and bring the first grandchild well; Retire early, give up the title of poet and leave the life circle of Chongqing. Eye contact every day, extraordinary granddaughter and sister; Cycle after cycle, ordinary shit. Bring up my sister with one hand and one foot, cook for her, teach her to read, put her to sleep and play with her; Wholeheartedly, I want to be a good grandmother, willing to be trivial and evaporate out of thin air, being a worker and having a joke. Thousands of dollars of manuscript fees go to the community, and orchard poets disdain to show their faces; At that time, it became big news. Could the mysterious grandmother be Gao Qian? Let everyone be more curious and guess, and keep a low profile; I didn't have time until my sister went to kindergarten.
There is a naive, simple and naive fairy tale world hidden in my heart, and now I have the space and time to express innocence, childlike interest and kindness. Idle hands itch and aftertaste is full of poetry. My sister's words and deeds are engraved with poetic longing; My sister's bright eyes and the spirit of action welled up from the threshold of memory. Eight days, more than 30 children's poems; A baby grew up and a book of poems was published. The diary of my sister's growth poems is published, and the maternal love apples are flourishing. Take the baby out of the poetry collection and the baby will be famous. Although my sister's eloquence is not good, it's good that she doesn't have to think; Most of them were my sister's original words, which saved a lot of trouble. I found a poem from my sister, and it would be beautiful if I modified it a little; It's easy for my sister to be a poetry writer and my grandmother to ghostwrite. Readers at home and abroad, old women and little sisters, read fresh; Publishers in Taiwan Province Province of China and Taiwan Province Province of the United States purchased the copyright.
There is also a realm of sleeping, and my mother is around; The child can't see his mother, and you call him in your dream. I fell off the slide again and again and went to the park again and again. Grow and develop again and again. Mother is in the field, bending over is a famous painting; Wheat straw sticks to the face, and fatigue is also very bright. The gentleness of the silvery night comes from a straw house; The eternal green soul comes from the origin of mother. Always open corn and ears of grain like children and grandchildren, and breathe and wish like mung beans from generation to generation.
The rain outside the window is falling and talking; The voice in the window never stops. That tree, that flower, that stream; This look, this kiss, this smile. Rain and human voice are the fusion of dreams; Mother and maternal love interweave tomorrow. The sky is glowing, and my face is flushed. Turn a cloud in front of goddess peak into a blue sky above colorful clouds. Fly like a fairy, looming, immersed in it; The future is full of ideas and hopes, and all mankind is in it.
As a poet, you must have keen tentacles; Seize the opportunity to ponder poetry, relying on eyes and mind. Poetry, like a tree, must have stems, branches, leaves and roots, and must stand, fly and fall; Poetry is like a mother, to kiss, to love, to kiss, to kiss, to eat bitter, to see far, to measure wide. Imaginative poems can always fly, but they can't fly in the air; Easy-to-understand poems are always true, understandable and planted in people's hearts. If the poet can't explain clearly, who can explain clearly; Poetry is obscure, who dares to play with you? Poetry is not a description, it is a state, the lights by the river, you are not writing those lights, but writing the shadows in the river; Poetry is not a kind of realism, but a kind of feelings, maternal love, you are not writing those trivial things, but writing the aura in your heart. Lighting serves the ethereal shadow; Trivial, paving the way for the light ring of the whole city. Suddenly, I found that the cake on the rock is full, you are still busy, your fingers are used to it, and you are still creating; Continue to find that the call of grand blueprint haunts my ears, and my fingers awaken shyness and charm.
Poetry is like a character, worshiping and revealing nature, a unique natural beauty; Always can't dress up, never, natural catharsis, a face of simplicity and sincerity. The maturity of the new era, the beauty of music sings softly, ding-dong; Very thoughtful, prose is beautiful and painful, greedy and round. Orchard poetry, the external beauty of orchard scenery, the internal beauty of tenacious spirit, the simple poetic style and the language of music have sincerely created a unique "orchard world"; Motherly love poems are unique to women, and the "maternal experience" is naturally revealed, with strong feelings and emotional melody, which naturally shows the most emotional "home of love". Dedication creates love poems with simple feelings; Motherly love poems are associated with children's poems, which are colorful. It not only pursues music classics of melody and rhythm, but also pays more attention to expressing inner emotional experience. Broaden your horizons and increase the means of expression of modern life experience; If we deepen our understanding, we will have a more prosaic poetic language. Reveal the hardships of modern people and increase their thinking about life, society and life; Expand the artistic realm of new poetry, refine the words and use rhetoric flexibly. From shallow singing to painful solitude, high integration success; Extending from music classics to prose culture, skillfully spinning luxury.
The poet has won many awards, and his poetry collections have gone from China to the world; Selected as a world celebrity, his speech was dazzling in Europe and America. The inner world is peaceful, kind and simple, overflowing and emitting strange colors and breath; The rigor, individuality and rigidity of mature thinking are full of vitality and vivid language. Adhere to the individualized artistic pursuit and maintain the popular feelings of ordinary people. Pay attention to reality and think about the value of life, not castles in the air; Looking far ahead, looking for spiritual direction and building spiritual pastoral. Sincere and rich feelings and heavy historical accumulation; The language is beautiful and simple, and the personality is developed and stretched. Her eyes are downward, her feelings are inward, her spirit is upward, and she achieves a transcendence in kindness and truth; She is full of emotion, extraordinary understanding and full of interest, and has formed a music classic in the ordinary truth.
Fu Tianlin's poems are loved by hundreds of millions of people; Fu Tianlin's image has been praised by hundreds of millions of people.