Dedicate poems
When the moon is full,
The spring breeze blew some flowers.
I strolled to the West Lake,
Take a bottle of clean lake water.
I broke your plum blossom.
Concentrate on feeding with bottles,
I made a bee trip.
Suck your fragrance.
Well, if people want to say I'm obsessed,
I also have my acupuncture.
Who doesn't like flowers,
Although he studied flowers, he was speechless.
I like orchids and roses,
I like poems and pictures,
I love plum blossoms now,
What am I afraid of?
Plum blossom, I thank you for your love.
You brought back my youth.
My long-dried heart spring
Fly out of my fossil box.
My little bottle
Springs are watered every day,
Plum blossom, I deeply wish you a long life.
Spring breeze is always warm.
1925 on the evening of March 9th.
First song
Quietly, quietly, close my eyes,
Slowly and slowly remember her appearance-
There is an amber pin in her braid.
Several bright diamond pearls are reflected on the needle.
She has bangs on her forehead,
Eyes that always look down are very reluctant to look at people.
Her face, yes, is white and plump,
But I can't remember what she looks like.
We stood in the shade of plum trees beside the crane pavilion.
We also had fragrant tea on Baopu Road.
The cliffs on Bao Shu Mountain are too rugged.
I still hold her hand and neck.
She wore a dark blue wool shawl.
I've been worried about this several times, and it's not easy.
I also fantasized that it was those infatuated wild Jing,
Twist her and want to be close to her often.
Ah, why can't I remember her clearly!
Her Shu brocade blouse, Luo Qing short skirt,
Green wool shoes with ears,
These are still galloping in my mirror-like mind.
We also saw the white clouds on the Bao Shu Tower.
White clouds are flying as if the tower is about to collapse.
I also fantasized that on the top of that precious uncle's mountain,
It will add a new grave, comparable to mine.
Ah, why can't I remember her clearly!
Bulky ankles behind platycodon stockings,
How plump, flexible and touching!
She said she could walk 80 miles.
At dusk that day,
Go to Baiyun Temple and ask the old man under the moon.
What she got was: "Even if there are good people, there is nothing",
What I got was: "I am humble, but I am virtuous."
A meaningless and interesting sign like this,
I can remember them clearly,
Ah, why can't I remember her clearly!
"The Ming Dynasty will never come again"-this is the last warbler sound.
Ah, sweet dreams! Why do you wake up so easily?
Why don't you close my eyes forever?
Are there artists who can dream,
Can you draw me a picture to make her reborn?
Ah, you can't rely on it, like a dream of life!
You can't rely on it, a dream life!
A day of sleepwalking hallucinations became the last hatred.
Only this kind of hatred, hey, is the clearest!
February 18 am
The second song
Girl, you are a girl far away from rivers and mountains!
I checked my email three times today,
One empty, two empty, three empty,
You didn't send my email several times.
Girl, you are a girl far away from rivers and mountains!
I have been in Guang Chen for three years,
One winter, two winters, three winters,
I want to cry to Hengtai in the cemetery.
On the morning of the 20th.
The third song
Plum blossoms, plum blossoms by the crane pavilion!
I'm not your Lin Hejing,
But how can I not love you?
Author information; Guo Moruo (1892- 1978), formerly known as Guo Kaizhen, was named Tang Ding, and his real name was Wu Shang. The pen names are Mo Ruo, Mai Ang, Guo, Gao Ruhong, and so on. Hakka in Leshan, Sichuan, a famous writer, playwright and poet, is one of the founders of China's new poetry. At the same time, he was also a historian, an ancient philologist, a calligrapher, a scholar and a social activist, and devoted himself to the world peace movement. Guo Moruo has written a lot, editing China's Historical Manuscripts and Oracle Bone Inscriptions's Collected Works, and all his works are incorporated into the Complete Works of Guo Moruo in 38 volumes.