Even though I love the loyalty of Baishi,
Pine trees and the sea, crows carry the sunset on their backs,
Bat wings are woven in the dusk.
You know I like heroes and mountains,
I like the national flag flying in the wind,
From goose yellow to bronze chrysanthemum.
Remember that my food is a pot of bitter tea!
But there is another me. Are you scared?
Thoughts crawl like flies in the trash can.
This poem is easy to understand ideologically. The first section talks about the beauty of dreams, especially the praise and hope for the motherland's rivers and mountains. The second section returns to reality, saying that recalling "chrysanthemums" and "bitter tea" is the theme of literati's moral integrity, and claiming to be a fly-like thought is actually a satire and depression for reality. Especially before and after the May 4th Movement, the social reality at home and abroad and the ethos of literati's art for society, rather than "art for art's sake", made him very uncomfortable. In the final analysis, Wen Yiduo is still a romantic scholar with simple thoughts and even a little immature, who can't compromise and understand in the face of dirty and complicated social reality. "You" let me confess, and I will confess, which is the embodiment of his frank personality.