No matter how beautiful the flowers are, they will inevitably turn into dust in the end and no one knows about them; no matter how lush the pines and cypresses are, they will eventually decay and be disgusted by everyone; no matter how clear the blue sky is, it will return to Pangu. At that time, heaven and earth were not separated and became turbid. But once this thing is worn in poetry, we realize the dedication of "falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers", the expectation of "thousands of sails passing by the side of the sunken boat, and thousands of trees springing in front of the diseased tree", The heroic sentiment of "a crane lining the clouds in a clear sky brings poetry to the blue sky".
The poet injects his life experience into these poems. The poet uses all his literary talents to compose hymns of life for us. This is the continuation of their power and the source of our ideals. .
In life, you will inevitably experience disappointments and successes.
When I feel proud, I will think of Bai Juyi's admiration that "the flowers in the river are as red as fire at sunrise, and the river is as green as blue in spring". I also think of Meng Jiao's "horse hoof disease when he was proud of the spring breeze, and he saw all the flowers in Chang'an in one day" after he was admitted to the imperial examination.
When we are proud, poetry is like a brisk drumbeat, adding joy to us, leading us to see all the scenery and emotions in the world, the scenes blend together, and we take off the coat of restlessness. , accept the baptism of pure vast words, and accept the never-exhausting power of poetry.
When I am frustrated, I will think of the Zen master's "How can I get the fragrance of plum blossoms without being chilled to the bone", and I will think of Li Bai who is about to drink wine, "I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my gold is gone."
When you are frustrated, poetry is like a guzheng, with long rhythm and profound wisdom. Ancient customs and charms lead the way to success for our predecessors, give us hope and give us strength.
Poetry gives me strength in the vast journey of life. Laughing all the way, poetry gives praise; all the way feeling lost, poetry gives support.
"The road is long and long, and I will search up and down." Life is a process of enjoying success and failure.
What’s more important is that you can stop anytime, anywhere, slow down your pace, listen to the earnest teachings of poetry, and receive the inexhaustible power given by poetry!