Please provide some poems describing feelings and scenery, preferably modern ones.

"All the scenery is sentimental."

There are three different ways to blend emotion and scenery:

First, touching the scene gives birth to feelings, and feelings follow the scene. Li Zhi put it well: "Once you see the scene, you will be shocked;" Take someone else's glass and water your own block; Complaining about the injustice in my heart has been strange for thousands of years. " (Miscellaneous Biography of Burning Books)

The second is empathy into the scene. The poet touches the external scenery with strong subjective feelings, injects his feelings into it and expresses his feelings through the description of the scenery, so the objective scenery also brings the poet's subjective feelings. In this sense, empathy enters the scene, and the scene is just a medium to express feelings. "Landscape is the medium of poetry, and emotion is the embryo of poetry, which is combined into poetry." (Xie Zhen's Four Poems)

Third, things are emotional and considerate. Mountains and rivers, vegetation, sun and moon, stars, wind, rain, thunder and lightning, spring, summer, autumn and winter, because of the long-term relationship between characters, they have some feelings themselves. Although this kind of feeling is added by people, it is relatively fixed, so it is different from the temporary feeling injected by poets. We might as well regard them as objects with feelings and personalities.

A political prisoner is listening to cicada Wang Luobin.

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.

However, it needs those songs with black wings to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who is worried about the table?

The Book of Songs Picking Wei

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Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere.

The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

The road is muddy, hungry and thirsty.

I am sad in my heart, I don't know that I am sad.

Tianjin Sha Qiu Si

Ma Zhiyuan

Old vines are faint crows, small bridges are flowing, and old roads are thin horses. When the sun sets, heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

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