I'm coming, I shouted, blood and tears welled up in my eyes,
"This is not my China, no, no!"
I came because I heard you calling me;
Feng Gang whipped the time, lit the flame,
I came, I didn't know it was an empty joy.
What I met was a nightmare. Where are you?
It was a horror, a nightmare hanging on a cliff,
That's not you, that's not my love!
I questioned the sky and forced the wind to blow from all directions.
I asked, punching the red chest of the earth,
Always can't ask the news; I cry for you,
Spit out a heart-in my heart!
Wen Yiduo's stagnant water
This is a backwater of despair,
The breeze doesn't move at all.
Why don't you throw more rubbish,
Throw out your leftovers.
Maybe copper will turn green into jade,
A few rusty peach petals on the tin can;
Let greasy weave a layer of Luo Qi,
Mold steamed some clouds for him.
Let the stagnant water ferment into a ditch of green wine,
Filled with pearly foam;
Little beads' laughter turned into big beads,
I was bitten by a flower mosquito who stole wine again.
A desperate backwater ditch,
And a little image.
If frogs can't stand loneliness,
Dead water again. It is singing.
This is a backwater of despair,
This is definitely not the beauty,
Why don't we leave it to ugliness to cultivate,
Look at the world he created.
"Red Candle" is the preface of Wen Yiduo's poetry collection "Red Candle".
Red candle (preface)
Every night, candles will dry the wick-Li Shangyin
Red candle!
Such a red candle!
Poet!
Spit out your heart and compare it,
But what about ordinary colors?
Red candle!
Who made the wax?-for your body.
Who lit the fire-lit the soul?
Why do you have to burn the wax to ashes?
And let it out?
Repeated mistakes;
Contradiction! Conflict!
Red candle!
Nothing wrong, nothing wrong!
It should "light" your light-
This is the natural way.
Red candle!
Once made, it will burn!
Burn it! Burn it!
The dream of burning the world,
The blood of the boiling world-
Save their souls,
Smash their prison!
Red candle!
When your heart is burning,
It was the day when tears began.
Red candle!
The craftsman created you,
It was originally used for burning.
Now it's burning,
Why are you crying?
Oh! I know!
It is the residual wind that invades your light,
When your fever is unstable,
I was so anxious that I cried!
Red candle!
Flow! How can it not flow?
Please put your cream,
Constantly flowing to the world,
Cultivate comfortable flowers,
Form a happy fruit!
Red candle!
You shed a tear and the ash was distracted.
Depression, tears for your fruit,
Create light for your career.
Red candle!
"Mo Wen harvests, but requires farming."
The poem "Red Candle" was written in 1923. The poet will publish his first book of poems. Looking back on his ideal exploration and poetic achievements in recent years, he wrote this famous poem "Red Candle" as the preface to the collection of poems of the same name.
The beginning of the poem highlights the image of a red candle, red, like a naked heart. Wen Yiduo wants to ask poets, can your hearts be so sincere and enthusiastic? Compared with this red candle, can you have the courage to spit out your sincerity? A vivid word "spit" shows the poet's persistence and sincerity in a glance.
The poet then asked Red Candle where its body came from and where its soul came from. Why do such bodies and such souls burn and destroy their bodies in the fire? Poets are confused, just like in life, they can't find the direction and think through many problems. Contradiction! Conflict! The poet strengthened his belief in the conflict that once existed. Because, the poet firmly said: "There is nothing wrong! There is nothing wrong. " The poet has found the direction of life and is ready to go to the ideal bright road, even if it is burned to ashes.
Since the fourth season, poetry has been praising the red candle, writing the responsibility of the red candle and the hardships and disappointments of life. The red candle will burn, it will break the fantasy of the world, burn the cruel prison, and save the living but not free soul with its own burning. The burning of the red candle is blocked by the wind and will burn with tears. Those tears, red candle's heart is anxious, because it can't realize the ideal as quickly as possible, and tears. Poets should praise the red candle, dedication and hard-won light. In this eulogy, the poet and the red candle are communicating. The poet found the direction of life in the red candle: hard work, exploration, firm efforts for his own ideals, regardless of the results. The poet said, "Mo Wen harvests, but requires cultivation."
Burn it! Burn it!
The dream of burning the world,
The blood of the boiling world-
Save their souls,
Destroyed their prison.
This poem is full of romanticism and aestheticism. Poetry emphasizes fantasy and subjective emotion in expression, and uses a large number of lyric exclamations to strongly express the feelings in the heart with beautiful language. In the form of poetry, the poet pays great attention to the formal beauty and rhythm of poetry, so as to be consistent with the emotions to be expressed in the poem. For example, the use of repeated sentences, to some extent, adopts the rhyming form of China's traditional poetry, and each verse is relatively neat. The characteristics of China's new poems advocated by this poet are rhythm and musicality. It can be said that Wen Yiduo combined ancient and modern, cultural, Chinese and foreign poetic forms, opened up the poetic style of China generation with strong emotional expression and pursuit spirit, and inspired generations of China poets to cultivate and explore.