Appreciation of misty poetry (everything)

Reading everything, the object of misty poetry and the dispatch of power/Dream Lanpinya Kitajima's poems are a set of profound life formulas, which contain countless concepts and intersections. Formulas simplify words, and simple words are matrices of complex combinations. The poem "Everything" fully shows the abstractness of misty poetry, harmonious language, dense images and moderate thinking scheduling. It is a treasure in poetry appreciation and the essence of poetry. Now let's read this poem. Original poem: Everything is fate, everything is smoke, everything has no ending, everything is fleeting, everything is fleeting, everything is happy, there is no smile, everything is painful, there are no tears, everything is repetitive, everything is new, everything is in my heart, everything is in my dream, all hopes are annotated, all beliefs are moaning, and all explosions are quiet in an instant. To read this poem, we must first understand the word "everything". "Everything" is the unity of images and the expression of the whole nature. It fully embodies the integrity of things and the process of events. The author uses function words and abstract things to express his thinking process and express his thoughts. This interpretation is natural and profound, casual and smooth. Judging from the sentence patterns of poetry, poetry is two sentences and one section. The poetry format here is quite exquisite. Poetry can be divided into two sections according to the overlap of "yes" and "capital". The overlapping word "du" can be divided into "none", "all", "all", "all" and "all". Let's analyze these words first. "Yes" is a judging verb. "Nothing" is a total negation, but it does not mean absolute. "Both" are positive. "Duzai" is a position restriction as well as a state restriction. "All by" is subsidiary. "Both" is the inclusiveness of the object. Now we analyze and judge the object, the main object and the secondary object. "Destiny" is a function word and "Yanyun" is an abstract noun. They are certain objects. "Everything is life/everything is smoke", which is an ellipsis. What should be added is "Everything is destiny takes a hand, everything is the past". This is a feeling of despair, as if spreading the dust of life. The following sentence "Everything is the beginning without an ending/Everything is a fleeting pursuit" is a residual solution. No ending is a white sorrow, and the beginning is a perfect state. Because it is the beginning, so the harvest is very small. People will also pursue fleeting, which is another kind of sorrow. Therefore, the author regrets this. "All joys have no smiles/all pains have no tears." Is the author indifferent to the world? Without expression, the attitude towards life is undoubtedly as rigid as a statue. These contradictory words show the author's opposition to life together. Our philosophy of life is that you are in life and I am in thought. All languages are repetitive/all communication is the first time/all love is in my heart/all the past is in my dream. Language repetition shows that we are always saying the same sentence. Meet for the first time. Is it really the first time? Maybe we met, but it was soon forgotten. After these paradoxes appear, the author is far away from reality-love is buried in his heart, and he recalls the past in his dream. "All hopes are interpreted/all beliefs groan." The author has been troubled by reality. He hopes that everything will be annotated and get a more direct answer. How naive is this? His belief is that God's heart cannot express human suffering. All outbreaks have a moment's silence, and all deaths have a long echo. The outbreak is the beginning of the war, and the "moment" takes care of the "fleeting" ahead. Disappointment is the product of war, and echo is the echo left in the mind by war. Throughout the poem, the author's thoughts have always revolved around all the objects. Think of the hardships of life, love and war from fate. These images are always intertwined in consciousness, reflecting a straightforward but confusing state. Poetry is full of trauma and pain, which all boils down to the language of "everything" that mobilizes all this. Reference:/A/2006-6-211308435.shtml.