Usually, the author doesn't want to analyze his own poems, and neither do I. To put it mildly, I have a mystery myself, and I hope others can solve it. It's not fun to untie yourself seriously. Speaking of it, analyzing your own works is like dissecting yourself. Tear apart your life, your skin, your thoughts and show others how you came up with this word. So there is a feeling of naked chill. I believe everyone knows the story of Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya. After Zhong Ziqi died, Boya thought, "Who can tell me my heart after death? Do you understand my piano sound? What's the point of playing the piano? " After thinking about it, he fondled Qin lovingly and secretly said, "You have followed me for so many years, and I really can't bear to lose you at once. However, chef hippo has passed away, and no one can understand me like chef hippo. It may not be useful to keep you. It is better to accompany a confidant! " After gnashing my teeth, with a sigh, I smashed my beloved piano and decided not to play it for life. This is the story of mountains and rivers, and bosom friends are hard to find.
Modern poetry, with the characteristics of modern poetic language, speaks in vernacular. I write poems, but that doesn't mean I can explain poems written by anyone. But on the whole, I can analyze many poems. Some people write so vaguely that you can only feel it. Because those images are obvious, but behind them are the memories or innovations in the author's mind, which often vary from place to place and from time to time. So such poems are difficult to analyze.