Mao Zedong's "operator? Written by Yongmei in 1 year 65438+February. At that time, it was the climax of anti-China, a three-year natural disaster. At this time, some people in China lost confidence in the future of socialism, and the young Republic of China was in extremely dangerous situation.
Second:
Mao Zedong likes snow, which flies all over the sky, making the world pure and beautiful.
In Hangzhou, such a snow scene is not common. Coincidentally, when Mao Zedong 1953 first arrived in Hangzhou at the end of 1953, it was snowed for decades.
196 1 year1kloc-0/month, Mao Zedong came to Hangzhou again.
Although it is winter, the weather in the south is not too cold. Somehow, the poet Mao Zedong thought of snow and plum blossoms in the snow.
Plum blossoms repeatedly recited by ancient poets are lonely and lofty, and their talents are not met; Or narcissism and self-pity.
It is not easy to write plum blossoms, and it is even harder to surpass them.
However, in Mao Zedong's pen, he finally created an ethereal, distant, warm and beautiful artistic conception for plum blossom with unprecedented style and spirit of the times, and suddenly opened up a new look-
The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.
Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
This song "Fu? Yongmei is the masterpiece of Mao Zedong's poems in his later years.
In the poet Mao Zedong's mind, this beautiful soul, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, isn't that what Marxist soldiers who have always had backbone and ideals should have in troubled times?
The story of plum blossom and snow is not over yet.
It is still winter. 1On February 26th, 962, Mao Zedong's birthday, the poet wrote down the "seven laws". "Winter Cloud" expresses ambition-
Like cotton fluff, winter clouds are tightly pressed by snow; Now all the flowers have fallen, and few people are still in bloom for a while.
The sky is high and the cold current is urgent, and the earth is slightly warm.
Unique heroes drive tigers and leopards, no heroes are afraid of bears.
Even plum blossoms welcome snowflakes all over the sky. No wonder flies freeze to death down there.
Political climate and natural climate, in the poet's mind, have built a bridge and are easily linked.
Plum blossoms and ice and snow, like a vibrating string hidden in the poet's heart, are ringing in waves.
The artistic conception of this song "Winter Cloud" is undoubtedly a year ago. The continuation and development of Yongmei.