Xi Murong
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.
Music: Kissing the rain
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Taiwan Province poet Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree is deeply loved by readers at home and abroad. Is this a love poem written by girls for boys? On February 22, 2007, at 65438, Xi Murong, who participated in the "Straits Poetry Society" in Fujian, revealed the creative process of his works. She said it was "a love poem dedicated to nature".
Xi Murong said that in her view, life is a continuous process, process, process, and everything she writes is touched by the scenes of life, although some touches will not be realized until ten or twenty years later.
In order to illustrate his touch in the life scene, Xi Murong described the creation process of a flowering tree. She recalled that she was teaching at Hsinchu Teachers College in Taiwan Province Province. In May, a train passed through the mountains of Miaoli, and the train kept going in and out of the cave. When the train came out of a long cave, she inadvertently looked back at the mountain behind the cave and saw a tung tree with white flowers on the high hillside. "At that time, I almost cried. I wonder why there is such a tree, so carefully blooming itself, standing on the hillside like a crown, without seeing green leaves. However, when I was about to look carefully, the tree disappeared as soon as the train turned. "
It is this tung tree that really exists in the scene of Xi Murong's life, and she never forgets it. She thought, just as the sea is blue to herself, flowers are of course carefully given to herself, but if there is no chance for her to turn around, will the flowers on the tree wither one after another? This prompted her to write The Flowering Tree.
Xi Murong said, "This is my love poem for nature. I met a flowering tree at the scene of my life, and I am speaking for it. " As for some people who regard classic reading as a love poem of "girls standing there waiting for boys to see her", she said that she was "a little hesitant". But she also stated that the poet's interpretation is only one of them, because the reader's interpretation is also authoritative.
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Aishang spring
-Appreciate the flowering trees
The soul of poetry lies in love, and only when love is sincere can there be poetry. Xi Murong's A Flowering Tree shows a girl's longing for love, which is really touching.
At the beginning of the poem, "How to let you meet me/at my most beautiful moment", a beautiful, dignified, bold and frank girl image gushed out, vivid and touching. There is no earth-shattering oath, and the word "most beautiful" describes the girl's pursuit of purity, holiness, greatness and beauty in detail and incisively, but it is not affected at all. It is a sincere and natural expression of the girl.
"The sunshine is full of flowers/flowers carefully, which is my hope in my previous life."
Some people say that love is fate. Love a person or not love a person is a feeling. Can't choose. Any effort is deliberate reluctance and futility. However, in the vast sea of people, how many people are waiting in line, holding the number plate of love, and looking forward from left to right, how many turns does love have to turn? The man I am waiting for, how far is he in the future? If it is fate, it is human feelings. Modern people flatter fate, which is a kind of negative self-abandonment comfort. The woman in the poem "blooms cautiously" on the roadside where lovers must pass, which is a declaration of love and a positive result of "sharing" with lovers. The word "prudence" describes the psychological activities of women who strive to improve themselves and treat love with a sincere heart. Life is in a hurry, and it's not just love that flows away inadvertently. Success takes three minutes, seven minutes depends on hard work, and love wins.
"The friend who falls behind you is not a petal/my withered heart." When the right person "passes by", it is not the petals that fall on the ground, but tears, blood and loss, crying like complaining, and its bleak situation makes people cry; However, falling in love is not heartless, and turning into spring mud is more protective. The girl who fell to the ground is innocent, without regrets, and born without regrets. Her true feelings are revealed and she is eager to pursue, which is really earth-shattering.
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