Xi Murong
I have been looking forward to a beautiful love.
So I gave up on you without hesitation,
On the road of wandering, I have been looking for it.
But I did not expect to look back.
You're young, you're never far away,
You have never been a little distance in my heart,
Singing repeatedly when spring comes,
The grey sand on the binjiang road said:
Moonlight in front of Lishui Street,
Who picked the jasmine flowers in the garden that morning,
The skirt was blown over at the ferry,
Fly in the wind, then fall,
The years buried deep underground turned into amber,
Before the gray dawn, I looked back sadly,
Dear friends:
Does a bird have to burn itself to become a phoenix?
Is it necessary for youth to be stupid?
Love must be sad.
Extended data:
I still remember half a year ago, at the New Year's Eve party of the school, a girl recited a poem named "Looking Back" by Xi Murong. The artistic conception in that poem was very beautiful and artistic. I won the third place at the party that night, and the name Xi Murong was also printed in my heart.
Xi Murong's poems, especially Xi Murong's love poems, are excellent, which makes people feel that her writing is so gentle, and the poem Looking Back is my favorite among her works. Let's talk about the general meaning of the poem Looking Back, which means that the poet didn't know how to cherish everything around him when he was young, so that he regretted it after missing it.
And many people around us, including ourselves, will not cherish it. When will there be such an understanding of Xi Murong? ! The first few lines of Xi Murong's love poem Looking Back all tell that "I" don't cherish it.
Give up because of hope. How rare love is, but no one cherishes it; How precious happiness is, but I didn't know until I looked back that these things had never come, but when they did, I didn't care. I always thought they would come back, so I had the following sentence: Do birds have to burn themselves to become phoenixes? Is it necessary for youth to be stupid?
Looking back occasionally after losing it, I know that my yearning for that happiness is still deep in my heart, and I feel sad repeatedly in spring; I feel gray in binjiang road; Despair in the moonlight in front of Lishui Street; I don't even know who picked the jasmine in the morning; Whose skirt is on the ferry?
Then the sadness gradually subsided and became amber hidden in my heart. Before dawn, I looked back with sadness and disappointment. This poem writes about the eternal regret in life, which is very sad. Xi Murong's love poems are not only fresh in artistic conception, but also typical in plot, with deep and sincere feelings in them!