Excerpt:
Green shoots,
The young man said:
"Development: yourself!"
Pale white flowers,
The young man said:
"Contribute yourself!"
Deep red fruit,
The young man said:
"Sacrifice yourself!"
Comments: From the "confessions" of Yael, Wahl and Guoer to the youth, we can not only see Yael, Wahl and Guoer's expectation and longing for the youth; From the words of Ya Er, Hua Er and Guo Er, we can also see from the side what their usual life is like. Usually it is silent dedication.
The stars of spring (4)
Excerpt:
Sunlight enters the cracks in the stone,
Small thorn fruit said:
"lend me your head,
Liberated your imprisoned self! "
The box came out,
A hard rock,
It split in two.
Comments: In the second sentence, the author (Mr. Bing Xin) takes the tiny thorn fruit as the protagonist, and later the thorn fruit liberates his prisoner with the help of the power of sunshine and his self-confidence; Because with the help of the power of sunshine and the confidence of firm victory, the thorn fruit finally came out, and the solid rock (rock) split in two. In this poem, I wrote a firm belief in thorns and fruits, and I want to say it well.
backbone
Nine, one, 192 1 year.
Fanxing spring
Loneliness increases depression.
Get busy and get rid of troubles-
My friend!
Happiness lies in continuous work!
(viewpoint)
When we are lonely, we only think about things that bother us, while when we are busy, we have no time to think about things that bother us. Naturally, busyness will eradicate our troubles. Some people don't like being busy, but when they are not busy, they will increase their troubles. Is it annoying, too ! ! So happiness is in constant work! The best thing about this poem is the word "increase" in the first sentence. The word itself means to increase on the basis of the original, not just to be depressed in loneliness.
Fanxing spring
Smart guy!
In this lonely world,
Can only carry the lamp of "confidence",
March in the dark.
(viewpoint)
This poem is like Bing Xin's warning to smart people not to be self-righteous. There are many self-righteous smart people in this world, but as Bing Xin said, they can only carry the lamp of "confidence". How many people are smarter than others. I think the best word in this poem is: Mo Mo, novel and poetic.