The poem contrasts two views of patriotism very clearly, one is real, flesh-and-blood,
deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and the other is hypocritical, flashy, and out of touch. people's. The poet said, "I love the motherland,
but with a strange love!" "Strange" is expressed in a way that is different from the traditional preaching of the ruling class; the poet's patriotic enthusiasm is It is formed through one's own heart's feelings towards the motherland and through one's own mind's thinking about the motherland.
This kind of emotion cannot be suppressed by any force, nor can it be replaced by any other emotion: the "victory" obtained by the tsarist ruling group in suppressing people's uprisings at home and abroad was obtained with blood.
"Glory" cannot bring any comfort to the poet's heart; the serf owners' belief in the long-lasting serfdom
and their superstition of the Orthodox Church, their so-called "arrogant piety" "The tranquility" cannot inspire any phantom of hope in the poet's heart
; there is also the retro tendency of aristocratic nationalists, who fabricate the heroic deeds of their ancestors
Using the sacred legends of ancient times to show off themselves, the poets were all indifferent and unmoved.
In short, such false "patriotism" cannot replace the poet's "strange love" for his motherland.
After a clear and strong contrast, the poet's brush turned to the enthusiastic praise of the Russian rivers and mountains and the life of the Russian people. "But I love..., I love..., I love...", the poet repeatedly emphasized,
expressively, melting his passionate patriotic feelings into the moving picture of Russian life. The cold and quiet grasslands, the forests swaying in the wind, the rushing torrents, the village roads, the yellow fields, the shining white birches, the vast night, the trembling lights, Pictures of Russian natural scenery, like movie lenses, appear in front of people's eyes in a fluid and changing manner, from far to near, making people feel that they are too beautiful to take in.
The shadow of the times is refracted and reflected on the natural scenery through the poet's sensitive feeling and dexterous writing style,
giving it a misty and gloomy color. As people's subjective emotions become externalized, objective nature becomes closer to people's emotions and life and becomes more friendly. Russia's mountains and rivers are the environment in which the Russian people live and are inseparable from their lives. The poet eulogized it as an integral part of the life of the Russian people. Therefore, we can see the poet and his people everywhere, and we can see the poet riding on it. The carriage was running along the village road, looking for a place to stay through the vast night. I saw a large group of carriages and horses spending the night on the grassland. Wildfires were ignited around them, and light smoke was rising...< /p>
The poet loves the life of the Russian people, and he sings with rare joy and happiness to express his love for his motherland, Russia.
He painted genre paintings of the life of the Russian people. The threshing floor is filled with harvested grains, the farmhouses are covered with straw, and the small windows have relief panels. The poet
all feels cordial and happy; moreover There are scenes of drunken farmers laughing and dancing on festive nights.
The poet "can see the night deeper into the night", full of interest and tireless. The poet loves the people of the motherland and loves the lives of the people of the motherland, including their living environment. This is real patriotism, which is what the poet calls "strange patriotism". "Love", and this "love" is far deeper, thicker and more real than those empty and hypocritical "patriotism".