The short poems about maternal love in Bing Xin's poetry collection are "Paper Boat", "Poems to Mother" and "Stars".
"Paper Boat":
"I never throw away a piece of paper, I always keep it - keep it, fold it into small boats Some were thrown into the sea from the boat, and some were blown into the windows of the boat by the wind, and some were wetted by the waves and stained on the bow. I still folded them every day without giving up, always hoping that there would be a day. It can only flow to where I want it to go.
Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don’t be surprised that it is your beloved daughter. She was filled with tears, praying for it to carry her love and sorrow back home."
Appreciation: The works in this collection of poems all describe a child's discovery and understanding of the world and nature. The childlike interest and innocence presented are very poetic. The first to third sentences of this poem describe children's longing for the distance, their desire for communication, and their yearning for mysterious things.
"Poem to Mother":
Mom, I have wanted to write a poem for you for a long time, but I have written it many times and still haven't finished it. Mother, I don’t know how to start this poem for you, I don’t know how to end it, and I don’t know what to write. Just like when I faced your harsh slap when I was a child, I didn’t know whether to accept it bravely or choose to escape.
Mother, I thought of you again tonight, and I decided to write a poem for you, even if it is not well written, even if you are far away in my hometown, you will never be able to read it...
Mother, if you see a small white boat in your dream, don’t be surprised that it fell into the dream for no reason. This is what your beloved daughter wrote with tears in her eyes.
Thousands of rivers and mountains, begging him to carry her love and sorrow back home.
Appreciation: Although the emotion in this article is as sincere as the sea, the expression of emotion is not public or enthusiastic, and the restraint and forbearance between the lines is even more heartbreaking. Although it is an article about expressing his longing for his mother, the author does not express this emotion without scruples.
"Stars":
Mother! When the storm comes in the sky, the bird hides in its nest; when the storm comes in my heart, I only hide in your arms.
Appreciation: The beauty of simplicity is everywhere. Simple structure, simple words, simple content, simple language, no long sentences, no empty words, no obscurity, natural, simple and clear.