Ji Bolun's Classical Philosophical Prose

Ji Bolun-The coming voice of the ship of the Prophet cannot take away the words that gave it wings. It can only look for the sky alone. The goshawk can fly over the sun alone without carrying nest food. How many times have you drifted in my dreams? Now you are driving into my sober mind, which is my deeper dream. If it's really time for me to raise the lamp, it's not the fireworks I lit. Don't make our eyes sad, because they are eager to see your face. Love doesn't know its depth until the moment of parting. Love does not possess, nor is it possessed. Because love itself is enough. Children, they are the children that life longs for. They came through you, but not because of you. You can try to imitate them, but don't try to make them like you. Because life will not go backwards and will not stay in the past. Isn't the property given to you something that you may need to possess and protect tomorrow? What else do you need besides the demand itself? When the well water overflows, isn't your fear of thirst inevitable? A person who is worthy of his day and night is undoubtedly worthy of everything else. Who are you, worthy of people to tear open their chests and take off the veil of self-esteem, so that you can see their * * * value and their innocent dignity? Everything is a gift from life to life-and you, who regards yourself as a benefactor, are just a witness. Work is that you are a flute, and the whisper of time becomes music through your heart. Life is indeed dark, unless there is desire; All desires are blind unless you have knowledge; All knowledge is in vain unless there is a job; Unless there is love, all work is empty; When you work with love, you are one with yourself, others and God. The sound of the wind talking to a tall oak tree is no sweeter than its voice talking to a slender blade of grass. Joy and sorrow unmask, and your joy is your sorrow. How do you know you are happy when you are not sad? Happiness always depends on pain. I want the valley to be your street and the green path to be your alley. If so, you can visit each other across the vineyard, and your clothes will keep the fragrance of the earth. Memory is the bridge connecting the peaks of the soul, and beauty is the guide leading the soul from the land of wood and stone to the holy mountain. Your room should not be an anchor, but a mast. It takes the morning mist as the door and the song and silence of the night as the window. Crime and Punishment You have wronged others by yourself unintentionally, and thus yourself. Like a lonely leaf, it won't turn yellow without the acquiescence of the whole tree. When one of you falls, he slips for the people behind him, so that they can carefully avoid the tripped stone. Oh, he also slipped for the people in front, because although they walked lightly and firmly, they did not remove the stumbling block. Freedom When the shadow disappears, the remaining light becomes the shadow of another kind of light. Know that I met a soul walking on my road. Friendship If he must know your ebb tide, let him know your ebb tide. Speech and thought belong to the birds in the sky. In the cage of language, it can spread its wings, but it cannot fly. Let your voice speak into his ear. Just like wine, when the color is forgotten and the cup no longer exists, its taste will still be remembered. Time has built a stream of time, watching the running water flow on the shore. Isn't good and evil just that good is tortured by its own hunger and thirst? Beauty is not a thirsty lip, nor an empty hand stretched out. She is not the image you want to see, nor the song you want to hear. It is the image you see when you close your eyes, and the song you hear when you block your ears. Beauty is the eternity of one's own image in the staring mirror. But you are eternal, you are a mirror. Religion You spend all your time flapping your wings in the sky and flying from one self to another. In piety, you can't rise higher than your achievements, nor can you fall lower than your failures. Death Only when you drink the water of silence can you really sing. Only when you reach the top of the mountain can you really start climbing. Only when your limbs are possessed by the earth can you really dance. Ji Bolun —— Once the love in The Prophet's Garden becomes homesick, the scale of space and the sound of time will be powerless. Ji Bolun-The first God that Sha and Mo thought of was an angel. When it comes to God, the first word is man. Sphinx said: "A grain of sand is a desert, and a desert is a grain of sand;" Now let's keep silent. "I heard the Sphinx, but I don't understand. Be quiet, I will challenge the night. When my soul and body were United by love, I was reborn. Memory is a form of meeting. Forgetting is a form of freedom. My house said to me, "Don't leave me, because your past lived here." Lu said to me, "Come with me, because I am your future." I said to my house and road, "I have no past and no future." "If I stay, I will go to my residence; If I go, I will stay on my trip. Only love and death can change everything. " Heaven is over there, behind that door, in the next room; But I lost my key. Maybe I just misplaced it. When people praise my talkative mistakes and blame me for the virtue of silence, my loneliness arises spontaneously. The voice in my life can't reach your ears in life, but talk to avoid loneliness. If you hide in my heart, it is not difficult to find you. But if you hide in your shell, no one will find you. Love and jealousy never talk. You are the slave of the person you love, because you love him; You are also the slave of the one who loves you, because he loves you. A long time ago, a "person" was crucified because he loved others too much and was too cute. Strange to say, I met him three times yesterday. The first time he begged the police not to put a * * * in prison; The second time was drinking with hooligans; The third time he fought with the judge in the church. Hate is a dead thing, which one of you wants to be a grave? Thousands of years ago, my neighbor said to me, "I hate life because it is just a painful thing." I walked past a grave yesterday, and I saw life dancing on his grave. Exaggeration is the truth of losing your temper. I said to life, "I want to listen to death." Life raised its voice slightly and said, "Now you hear him." I have always been keen on poetry creation, so I chose to read Selected Prose Poems of Ji Bolun. It took me about a month to read this book intensively. After reading the quintessence of Chinese culture by the great poet Ji Bolun, I have gained a lot in my life and poetry creation. Especially in poetry creation, I have a deeper understanding of how to reflect life with poetry and how to praise life with poetry, which gives me new creative ideas in the content, form and language of poetry. Under the influence of Ji Bolun's poetic skills, I wrote three poems: Loneliness, Watch and Sea and Waves. These three poems are not written for the sake of creation. They are my true personal interpretation of life and life. If these three poems have the color of Ji Bolun's poems, it is because my creative inspiration occurred in the process of reading Ji Bolun's poems, and it was Ji Bolun's poetic technique that expressed my life. I think I have grasped the essence of Ji Bolun's poetry creation. I think the essence of Ji Bolun's poetry creation can be summarized as: 1. Everything Ji Bolun has done in every quarter of his life is asking his soul, never betraying what his soul refers to, never giving up his interpretation of life, and always observing and experiencing life with a pair of philosophical and rational eyes. 2. Ji Bolun's poetic language is very similar to music. With the natural expression and release of emotions, whether low or high, readers are naturally involved in the process of insight into the soul and experience life. Ji Bolun gave me a lot of inspiration in the content, form, language and thinking of poetry creation. 1, the content of the poem: it is mainly about the perception of life and life, the characteristics of human nature under the background of human civilization, and is keen to reveal the essence of life, life and human nature. 2. The form of poetry: either the way of dialogue between people, or the first person, or the personification and characterization of many human desires, or the form of telling stories, or spreading the philosophy of human nature to all sentient beings as a prophet. 3. The language of poetry: pay attention to describing one's thoughts in situational language, let philosophy and reason be contained in situations and life, and give readers a broad imagination space. The rhythm of his poetic language is not external, but internal, full of rhythmic beauty. 4. Poetic thinking: pay attention to the interpretation of things to be expressed from two or more aspects, and give readers a three-dimensional thinking space. After reading Ji Bolun's poems, I feel that my blooming life has seen the brilliance of the sun and found a bosom friend who observes and experiences life with philosophical and rational eyes like me. I feel the sunshine of the sun is more brilliant, my belief in life is more firm, and my upward strength is more tenacious and lasting! I don't want to be Ji Bolun, I just want to be a person who knows life like Ji Bolun. There is a poet who decorated the colorful world with pearls of thought and gems of soul; There is a writer who shapes the soul of the public with lyrical style and rich imagination; He sincerely ferried in the long river of life, lighting the emotional beacon of many people; His loud cry in the world awakened many people's sleeping conscience. He is "the standard-bearer and soul of American literature"-Ji Bolun. 1. Love and hope in Ji Bolun's works are contrary to the traditional style of Arabic poetry, which emphasizes the use of allusions and worships mystery. It is also different from other poets of the same age who blindly imitate or vary wildly. Ji Bolun erased the traces of the times and broke free from the shackles of thought, just like a bird who loves his hometown, singing happily in the blue sky: "I am a rose, opening my heart to the dawn, so the girl picked me." (Song of Beauty) Through the flash of several classic images in nature, readers' understanding and experience of beauty are instantly poetic, and readers have an image understanding of beauty in the natural scenery that can be seen everywhere. Ji Bolun has a passage in the article "Life of Love": "Let us pick the fruits of the earth, just as the spirit picks the fruits of happiness from the seeds of loyalty planted by love in our hearts; Let us fill the warehouse with the products in the land, just like the barn where life enriches our feelings. " This beautiful poem skillfully personifies people by metaphor, compares love to the seeds of loyalty, blooms happiness in our hearts, turns life into crystals and products, and stores them in the granary of emotions. In Ji Bolun's works, love is a trophy of spirit, a lyric poem of the soul, and a clear spring that nourishes life and is full of life energy. Love makes countless kind, selfless and pure hearts pass through the society, warming the weak who need to be cared for and making them live and work better; In our life, everyone is doing the same thing, but our inner feelings about everything are different. For example, everyone sleeps, some sleep to rest, some sleep to get plenty of physical strength, and some sleep to meet the god of dreams and glow with the spark of inner soul. Our daily life seems to be not much different, but people come to this world and have different interpretations of the soul. People walk through materials. Crossing the material life is not the ultimate goal, but to let our spirit roam in this process and get the nourishment of love. This may be the simplest state that Zhuangzi said: "Traveling with things". Love represents hope, tacit understanding and fraternity among members of human society, a sign of healthy life and positive temperament, a posture of survival, and a philosophy of life and spiritual aesthetics. In my opinion, the reason why love is an eternal theme is mainly because our life is too confused in diversified choices, and we need a coordinate and a lighthouse to determine the future direction and distant road. That coordinate and lighthouse are love and hope. The love expressed by Ji Bolun in his articles is not concrete and superficial, but has become a spirit, a value and a feeling. In my opinion, he regards love as a yardstick and scale to measure all behaviors, and as a beacon and beacon to determine ideals. Secondly, the vast world formed by the interweaving of color and light in Ji Bolun's works is full of colorful colors. As a sentimental poet, Ji Bolun's perception of color is naturally very vivid. The author believes that there are two types of colors in his works: one is poetic and the other is emotional. For example, there is a passage in his "Farewell": "White is like a cloud all over the sky, yellow is like sunshine, and red is like sunset glow." The poet gave full play to his association and imagination and used three different colors, white-yellow-red, and matched them. It vividly captures a picture of natural scenery in the eyes of people who are sad. As the saying goes, "climbing mountains is more and more emotional, and watching the sea is more and more emotional", which fully implies the author's incomparable attachment and nostalgia for his relatives and hometown. This is a poetic color, a poetic splash-ink landscape, and a wonderful pen of "the scenery that is difficult to write now" (June 1 poem). For another example, it was mentioned in the article "Lover": "Marriage is to mix yellow wine with red wine to produce a golden color similar to that shown in summer at dawn." Among them, "yellow wine", "red wine" and "golden yellow" show us a bartender's works with excellent colors. This peculiar imagination and metaphor contains the author's accurate expression of the specific connotation of marriage, and is also the full expression of the author's feelings, which is an emotional color. In this way, the cup of thought has got rid of the mechanical single tone and integrated into the nectar of emotion, reaching a high artistic realm. In this era of extremely rich information, there are many books worth reading, and we have read many books, but in fact, reading is not about numbers, but about which parts really enter our blood vessels in the name of life and become our salvation; The ancients played the piano, and it was "played all over the mountain" among the thousands of waters in Qian Shan. The wind is strong, and purple smoke is ringing for him. This is reading; The ancients sang. Within Cang Linwu, "Mourning, vibrating trees, very sonorous" sang with him. This is also reading, the real way of reading. You can read people, mountains and rivers, books, the world, a world and a bodhi. Ji Bolun's prose poems are a kind of reading, and his words fascinate us. Reading Ji Bolun's works is by no means an external compulsion, but an internal need. You can have a broad field of vision, a floating field of vision, a view of the world, a view of the rich categories and postures. Those profound thoughts are condensed into a culture and integrated into your life. I believe that his poems must be a cultural gene, a cultural tradition, passed down in the blood of every oriental.