1, just like May comes from the mother, avoids some irrelevant events and time nodes, and simplifies them by deleting the complexity, while metaphor removes the edge from a flowering core.
Appreciate:
This poem about female fertility begins with a flower. In fact, in everyone's eyes, maternal love is the most beautiful flower. The difference is that the flowers written by the poet are full of the process of "blooming" and the fragrance of maternal love. It is the beginning of the poet's song for "flowers" When the poet described his mother with words such as "production", "growth", "mother" and "pain", he deeply felt the vastness and vastness of maternal love.
The mother in the vegetable field was put away by a green leaf. Every movement she bent down to fertilize slowed down, and her mother became old. Vegetable field is the only place that proves that the elderly are useful and happy.
Appreciate:
The author grasped the most prominent part of her mother's life, the slowness of her later years. This slowness is reflected in "the mother in the vegetable field was taken away by a green leaf", but if the poem is written on this point, it is only a hint of the mirror image of reality. Poetry needs to stick to the heart of heaven and earth. Poetry is the soul of matter and the gold for poets to gain a life higher than life! ? Therefore, the author has greatly extended the poetic tentacles in the way of frank inner emotional entanglements, and is eager to slow down, so that the mother can have more time and space in her twilight years, and even live forever!
Mom, if you see a white boat in your dream, don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason. This is written by your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes.
Appreciate:
There is a deep melancholy in this poem, which is faint. Bing Xin wrote her thoughts about her mother in a warm style. Even if it is windy and rainy, he will not give up and continue to stack, which makes people moved by Bing Xin's persistence. Yes! Motherly love is great, regardless of race and national boundaries. What a beautiful poem, between the lines, I feel a student studying abroad missing his mother.