When I hit the south of the Yangtze River, when the east wind falls like seasonal lotus flowers, the catkins don't fly. Your heart is like a small lonely city, like a bluestone street. The spring curtain in March does not reveal your heart. It's a beautiful mistake to hold my horseshoe tightly. I am not a passer-by.
"I'm not a returnee, I'm a passer-by" from which poem?
Mistake Zheng Chouyu: I walked across the south of the Yangtze River. When the appearance in the season is like lotus, the catkins in March don't fly. Your heart is a small lonely city, just like the silence of Qingshi Street in the evening, and the spring curtain in March did not reveal your heart. This is a beautiful mistake, covering up the sound of my hooves. I'm not a passer-by, but a passer-by Appreciating Zheng Chouyu's Wrong is a poem, light and clear.
If Zheng Chouyu's works can arouse people's deepest feelings, nothing more than beauty and affection, then the poem Wrong can be described as one of them, which has established the poet's position and influence in Taiwan's poetry circles.
When I first read this poem, the first thing I felt was its China.
This is an absolute China poem, a poem belonging to China people, which tells an eternal and beautiful story of China.
Therefore, although the shell of this poem flaunts the modernism of western learning spreading to the east, there is no doubt that it conveys a deeper traditional consciousness of China.
The poem Mistakes can be said to inherit the tradition of China's ancient palace grievances and in my heart forever's poems.
The protagonist in the poem, I rode a horse boat to the south of the Yangtze River, leaving a woman to live alone in an empty boudoir, waiting for her lover to return day and night.
However, the spoony affection of the woman has brought a long and boring wait.
Therefore, her heart is like an isolated city, with no news of the east wind and no catkins flying all over the sky in spring; Therefore, her heart is a small window, tightly closed, always paying attention to the sound of Qingshi Road, and you can see the colorful spring scenery outside the window without even lifting the curtains.
The new makeup in Liu Yuxi's "The Word of Spring" should be under the Zhu Lou, and the deep lock of spring sorrow seems to have the same effect as the above grievances, which is implicit and profound.
Finally, I came back. Dada's horseshoe sounds beautiful to her, because the lover who has been looking forward to it day and night has come back, but in a flash, this infinite joy has turned into infinite disappointment.
Because I'm just passing by, not going home.
This beautiful mistake played a trick on her, as if God had played a trick on her.