The author compares stars to mothers and friends and talks with them. She feels warm, sweet and comfortable. The love for the stars in the author's heart expresses the author's pursuit of light and his nostalgia for his hometown and mother. Seventy-two stars express the author's reluctance to his mother. This is a poem praising maternal love. The author did not portray the image of mother positively, but let readers perceive many artistic conceptions from the poem. The mother in the author's poems not only makes the poet "bitter", but also touches millions of readers.
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I love the moonlit night, but I also love the starry sky. Once upon a time, in my hometown, when I was enjoying the cool in the yard at night in July and August, I loved to watch the dense stars in the sky. Looking at the stars, I will forget everything, as if I were back in my mother's arms.
Three years ago in Nanjing, there was a back door where I lived. Every night when I open the back door, I see a quiet night. Below is the vegetable garden, and above is the starry blue sky. Although starlight is tiny to our naked eyes, it makes us feel that light is everywhere. At that time, I was reading some books on astronomy. I knew some stars, as if they were my friends. They always talked to me.
Now at sea, facing the stars every night, I know them very well. I lay on the deck and looked up at the sky. There are countless stars hanging in the dark blue sky. The ship is moving, and so are the stars. They're so low, they're really shaky! Gradually my eyes blurred, and I seemed to see countless fireflies flying around me. The night at sea is soft, silent and dreamy. I look at many stars I know, and I seem to see them winking at me, and I seem to hear them whispering. And then forget everything. In the arms of the stars, I fell asleep laughing. I feel like a child, sleeping in my mother's arms now.
One night, the Englishman who got on the boat in Rumbo showed me the giants in the sky. He pointed out: those four bright stars are the head, the body below, these are hands, those are legs and feet, and the three stars are belts. After his guidance, I really saw the giants in the sky. Look, that giant is still running!
Brief introduction of the author
Ba Jin (1904165438+1October 25th-200565438+1October 17), formerly known as Li Yaotang, once had pen names such as Pagan, Blissful, Heilang and Feng Chun. Han nationality, a native of Chengdu, Sichuan, is originally from Jiaxing, Zhejiang. China writer, translator, social activist, patriotic democrat without party affiliation. Ba Jin 1904 1 1 was born in a feudal bureaucratic family in Chengdu, Sichuan. After the May 4th Movement, Ba Jin was deeply influenced by the new wave thought, and under the influence of this thought, he started his personal anti-feudal struggle. From 65438 to 0923, Ba Jin left home to study in Shanghai, Nanjing and other places, and began his literary creation career for half a century.
Random thoughts written by Ba Jin after the Cultural Revolution is simple and sincere, full of the author's remorse and introspection, so Ba Jin is known as "the conscience of China literature in the 20th century".