Author: Ai Qing
Original text:
Snow fell on the land of China,
The cold is blocking China. ...
Wind,
Like a sad old woman.
Follow closely
Stretch out your cold fingers
Pulling a pedestrian's skirt,
As old as the land.
I never stopped talking for a moment. ...
Appear in the forest,
Drive a carriage
You China farmer,
Wearing a fur hat,
Braving the heavy snow
Where are you going?
Tell you
I'm also a descendant of farmers-
Because of yours
A face wrinkled with pain.
I can go so deep
got it
People living on the grassland
The hardships of years.
but I ...
It's not happier than you.
-Lying on the river of time
A wave of suffering
Swallowed me once and rolled me up several times-
Vagrancy and imprisonment
I lost the most precious time of my youth,
My life
Like your life.
The same haggard.
Snow fell on the land of China,
The cold is blocking China. ...
By the river on a snowy night,
A small oil lamp moves slowly,
On that tattered Wu Peng boat
Reflect the light and hang your head.
Who is sitting there?
-Ah, you
A young woman with a dirty face,
Is it ... or not
Your home
A nest of happiness and warmth
An already violent enemy
Did it burn down?
Is it ... or not
On a night like this,
Without the protection of men,
In the fear of death
Have you ever been teased by enemy bayonets?
On such a cold night.
innumerable
Our elderly mother,
Curled up in a home that doesn't belong to you.
Just like a foreigner
I don't know the wheels of tomorrow.
What kind of journey do you want to embark on?
For "object": analysand
The Road to China
Is so rugged,
It's too muddy.
Snow falls on the land of China;
The cold is blocking China. ...
Those areas swallowed up by the fire,
Countless land cultivators
Lost their livestock.
Lost fertile land.
squeeze in
In the dirty alley of despair of life;
Hungry earth
Reach out into the dark sky
Begging for help
Trembling arms.
The pain and disaster in China
As vast and long as this snowy night!
Snow fell on the land of China,
The cold is blocking China. ...
China,
Mine is in the dark.
A weak poem.
Can I give you some warmth?
Extended data:
Appreciate:
Snow Falling on the Land of China is a modern poem written by the modern poet Ai Qing in 1937. By describing the images of farmers, young women and mothers under heavy snow, this poem shows the sufferings and disasters of the Chinese nation, the picture of old China, the poet's deep patriotic enthusiasm, and the poet's deep sense of hardship and childlike innocence. The whole poem uses the language of prose culture, and there is no trace of carving and showing off. The strong elasticity and tension of its language expand the situation of the poem and make it profound and broad.