Xi Murong's Youth Poems

Youth written by Xi Murong. Youth is a modern poem written by Xi Murong. The poet compares youth with books in an ingenious way, writing that youth is worth cherishing, and that youth is perishable and difficult to preserve, which shows the poet's infinite attachment to youth. After "Youth", it was selected as the text in the textbooks such as "High School Chinese Reader" published by Jiangsu Literature and Art Publishing House and "College Chinese" published by the Second Military Medical University. The whole poem is as follows: all the endings have been written, all the tears have started, but suddenly I forget how it started, in that ancient summer that is gone forever. No matter how I pursue it, young you just pass by like a cloud, and your smiling face is extremely shallow and light, gradually disappearing into the haze after sunset. Then I opened the yellow title page, and fate bound it badly. I read it again and again, and my eyes filled with tears, but I have to admit that Youth is a sloppy book. Xi Murong's poetic language is elegant and beautiful, and his love poems such as A Flowering Tree and Lotus Heart are full of deep feelings. So is her "youth". There is a sigh for the lost youth in the poem, but it is not sad but quiet and peaceful, just like recalling the bustling music on the stage alone after dusk, with all kinds of subtle sweetness and sadness. The first sentence of the poem, "All endings have been written"-the journey of life is almost over, and the prospect will not change; "All the tears have set out"-all the tears that should have been left have flowed away, and the taste of life has been tasted. There will be no more joys and sorrows that are not satisfied with hope. Youth is gone, and now it is a memory. Poetry focuses infinite memories on that "summer", which is a subtle choice. Because summer is the warmest, and the warm summer in fiery youth is naturally the most unforgettable. But it has "never come back" and is far away from now. The "you" in the second paragraph does not refer to the second person, but refers to the "I" in youth, and "you are just passing through the clouds"-the youth years are very short and hasty. "Your smiling face is extremely shallow"-"I" didn't fully enjoy the joy of youth at that time, and "you" has gradually disappeared in the gloomy backward group and lost in confusion, thus ending youth, and the poem is full of long regrets. When you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please be gentle with him. No matter how long or short you have been in love, if you can always be gentle with each other, then all the moments will be flawless and beautiful. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank him for giving you a memory. When you grow up, you will know that when you look back suddenly, there will be no regrets in youth without resentment, such as the quiet full moon on the mountain. Xi Murong's other poems about youth: "Sixteen-year-old Flower Season" wakes up in a strange city/your name/lover is still on your lips/I have left you for thousands of miles/I also know that the sixteen-year-old flower season only blooms once/but I still care about the whiteness of the skirt/all the feelings of praise/the comfort of pampering/the golden dream net/shielding me from the exotic wind and frost. In a strange city/I raise a glass every night/I am in the third year of my youth, when I was sixteen. I love tonight/I look back at the mountain road where I came/I find that our days have passed/gone in a completely different way/I have planned my vision so enthusiastically/I have drawn the blueprint so carefully and accurately/I have longed for its youth so much/but I have never/never lived in the future. Twenty-year-old moonlit night/being able to come back/live again/however/Shang Shifeng/Tang/how many flowers/how many idle girls/thinking that after turning around on the jade steps/only cutting roses for nothing/putting them in a bottle is a kind of perseverance that is not afraid of wind and rain. In this kind of trauma, maturity is relative, and maturity is a transformation. There is a saying that no one knows. For us. This seems to be a very cruel thing, external or internal. In the tears of deep blue and light blue, maturity is not self-pity. "I always feel that there is a touching silence and sadness in the poem, but there will never be an absolute result." The childhood dream has faded, and a person is dressed very affectedly. The past will eventually pass, and some will be lost. Escape, maturity is only one direction, but no matter how bitter it is. I like Xi Murong's poem "Maturity". Some people say that maturity is a kind of persistence that does not show mountains and rivers, and slowly learn to live. It seems to me that, judging from the emotion and implication of poetry, in this inevitable process, we may experience a lot of pain and suffering. Being kind to life is a kind of loyalty that does not seek fame and fortune, and we can grow up slowly. Not saying a word is silence. Life is the direction of life. He is not an elegant wine glass in his hand, but a smart cigarette on his finger, just like "only" on the other hand, which represents the passing of youth and the fading of dreams. There is no boundary, no deep and vague handwriting, no complete maturity, no best. Is it naive and shallow, yes, or has made an irreparable mistake, which truly reflects a person's rationality, takes it for granted when facing the lost things, and also indicates that simplicity will eventually go to the world. This is a very profound word. On a moonlit night, the refined mood becomes dense and mature after reading through life. In modern life, it is worthwhile to stick the hot cheeks on the stone fence. I always feel that maturity is a vicissitudes of life engraved on the human face. Just like ordinary people, winged elves, I like this imposing arrangement, which shows that the dream of mature childhood has faded, and I no longer just want to be a winged elf. On a moonlit night, I lean against the window with my slender hands and put my hot cheeks on the stone fence. In the shadow of the ancient ivy, there are fireflies swimming, so I no longer keep a diary like a running book, but changed it to dense and fuzzy handwriting. In the deep blue tears, there are mature sentences that no one knows. No longer keep a diary like a running account. Deliberate maturity is to see through the regrets of youth-when Xi Murong was young, if you fell in love with someone, please be gentle with him. No matter how long or short you have been in love, if you can always be gentle with each other, then all the moments will be flawless and beautiful. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank him for giving you a memory. When you grow up, you will know that when you look back suddenly, there will be no regrets in youth without resentment, such as the quiet full moon on the mountain. Appreciation: It is human nature to yearn for youth, and there have been many poems with this theme, including Xi Murong's Youth Without Complaints. Youth has passed, and today is a memory. Poetry focuses infinite memories on the person you fell in love with when you were young. No matter what the result is, it is a beautiful process. The infinite attachment to youth is vividly expressed. Xi Murong (1943101October 15-) is a contemporary painter, poet and essayist. 1963 graduated from the Fine Arts Department of Taiwan Province Normal University in West Murong, 1966 completed his advanced studies at the Royal Academy of Art in Brussels, Belgium, and won many awards such as the Royal Belgian Gold Award and the Brussels * * * Gold Award. He has created more than 50 kinds of poems, essays, picture albums and anthologies, and poems such as Qilixiang, Youth without Complaints and A Flowering Tree have become classics. When you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please be gentle with her, no matter how long or short you have been in love. If you can always be gentle with each other, all the moments are flawless and beautiful. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank her in your heart. When I grow up, I will know that there is no resentment at the moment when I suddenly look back. Only when you are young, if you fall in love with someone, please, please treat him gently. No matter how long or short you have been in love, if you can always be gentle with each other, then all the moments will be flawless and beautiful. If you have to part, say goodbye and thank him for giving you a memory. When you grow up, you will know that when you look back suddenly, there will be no regrets in youth without resentment, such as the quiet full moon on the mountain. -Xi Murong