Text/Yu Bing
Autumn leaves fell all over the floor.
The wind, bleak and sharp gradually.
Chrysanthemums swaying alone in the wind.
Dewdrops in the morning are like tears.
The weather turned cold in early winter.
Birds are screaming, too.
The scavengers shivered in the morning.
Still tossing and turning in the street or in the trash can
The most insane person.
Begging all the way, wearing thin clothes
Find some leftovers to eat
Look confused and dull.
Early winter, a touch of fashion.
Like a knife, through my heart.
Thriller, thriller ...
Think of Du Fu's heartbreaking poem.
20 19. 1 1.4 days
Beginning of Winter
Text/Yu Bing
The autumn wind did not wither all the frosted leaves.
When winter begins, it will come naturally.
Heart, bid farewell to the gorgeous red maple.
Also the gorgeous spring flowers and the misty summer rain
in one's heart of hearts
The wind will get more and more biting.
Look at Huang Ju in Ao Shuang.
Also fighting against the invasion of night dew
The bird contracted its wings wearily and perched on the branches in the sun.
In early winter, my heart is still warm.
I'm waiting for a snow, covering mountains and rivers.
Equal cold plum thin calyx thin shadow
Or hidden or present, swaying on the snowfield.
20 19. 1 1.8 days
Commentary on SARS: Yu Bing Archives of Contemporary Poets in China [[Xie Fei -284]]
Ms. Yu Bing's poems accurately observe the described object and the similar scenery of this object, sneak into a certain artistic conception by borrowing things, and integrate her subjective understanding into the understanding of the scenery as a spiritual expression and sustenance. She is good at observing life and writing her own unique feelings. Through her strange imagination, she turned the invisible state of mind into an object beyond reality, poetically expressed the flashing wisdom in the depths of her thoughts, beautifully expressed her feelings, and objectively described the theme of objective wishes, which fully demonstrated the harmony between man and nature, seeing the situation, expressing feelings with animals, expressing feelings with feelings, using metaphors with ease, feeling naturally, and vivid language.
Xie Fei's Note: Poetry in the new century is produced after death, and excellent poets are all over the country. It took me six years to trace their poetic footprints, interpret poetry, distinguish the quality of poetry and understand the soul of poetry. Moreover, painting a dragon needs to make the finishing point. (Old saying: a poet is the heart of heaven and earth)
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