Shu Ting, a modern poem about separation.

1. Ask for a modern poem about parting and parting, and bid farewell to Cambridge.

The Dynasty is Modern by Xu Zhimo.

I left quietly, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky.

The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant!

That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky; Crushed in floating seaweed, a rainbow-like dream is precipitated.

Looking for dreams? Support a long pole and swim back to a greener place on the grass; Full of starlight, singing in the splendor of starlight.

But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me, silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.

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First, the creative background

This poem was written by Xu Zhimo on his way home after his third trip to Europe. The time is1928165438+10. The place is China. One summer at the end of July, after staying at the home of the British philosopher Russell for one night, a man quietly came to Cambridge to find his English friend without any notice in advance.

Unfortunately, none of his English friends are here, only Cambridge, which he is familiar with, is waiting for him silently. The scene of his past life reappeared before his eyes ... because he was in a hurry to meet another English friend, he didn't record this emotional activity.

It was not until he left Marseille by boat on his way home, facing the rough sea and the vast sky, that he unfolded the paper and wrote down his personal feelings about returning to Cambridge this time.

Second, appreciate

This poem "Biekangqiao" consists of seven sentences, each with four lines and two or three sentences. It is eclectic, rigorous, rhyming with two or four rhymes, cadence and catchy. This beautiful rhythm ripples like ripples, which is not only the voice of pious students seeking dreams, but also conforms to the ebb and flow of poets' emotions and has a unique aesthetic pleasure.

The seven verses are strewn at random, and the rhythm spreads slowly in them, which is quite a poet's temperament of "white robe and thin suburban island". It can be said that it embodies Xu Zhimo's poetic beauty thought.

Farewell to Cambridge is a lyric poem about scenery, which expresses three emotions: nostalgia, farewell and disillusionment.

"I left gently, just as I came gently, and I waved goodbye to the clouds in the western sky gently." This poem can be summed up in a few words: slow rhythm, light movement, affectionate, and at the same time with a touch of sadness.

The final "Clouds in the Western Sky" laid a splendid color for the following description, and the whole scenery was reflected by the sunset. So this poem sets the tone for the whole poem.

This poem shows the poet's superb artistic skills. The poet combines specific scenery with imagination to form a vivid artistic image of poetry, and skillfully blends atmosphere, feelings and scenes into the artistic conception to achieve the feelings and scenes in the scene. The structure of the poem is rigorous and neat.

The whole poem consists of 7 sections, each with 4 lines, forming two parallel steps; 1 and 3 lines are slightly shorter, and 2 and 4 lines are slightly longer, ranging from 6 to 8 words per line. It seems that the poet intends to combine the forms of metrical poetry and free verse, making it a new form of poetry, full of nationalization and modern architectural beauty.

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2. The modern poem "Farewell" about parting.

Gu Cheng

In spring

You flick your handkerchief.

Is to let me leave.

Or return immediately?

No, nothing.

Because there is nothing.

Like a fallen flower in the water

Like dew on a flower

Only the shadow knows.

Only wind energy knows.

Only sighing butterflies sweep up.

Still flying in my heart ...

say goodbye to

poplar

How many farewells does life have?

Only under the Tianshan Mountains, how urgent it is.

I ride horses.

Do you ride horses, too

I'm going after my horse.

You must catch the last bus.

Give you what?

The ice and snow are too cold.

The hot sand is too hot.

Weeds wilt easily when picked.

The stream dries up easily for you.

The sunset is so poetic.

But it's a little too much like blood

People always leave others.

Clear sky Wan Li, Tianshan moon.

Only the heart likes this grassland.

One year old and one glory, the residual snow has disappeared.

Everything on the earth is the center.

You can say goodbye anywhere.

No, don't ride this horse.

On the same drum surface

Beat the drums.

To connect future ideas.

Give you a background.

accidental

Xu zhimo

I am a cloud in the sky,

Occasionally projected into your heart—

You shouldn't be surprised,

There's no need to be happy-

It disappeared in an instant.

You and I met in the dark sea,

You have yours, I have mine, direction;

You remember it well,

You'd better forget,

The light that shines on each other at this intersection.

This poem is short and powerful, which fully meets the requirements.

If it helps, please adopt it. Thank you.

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Is there anything else

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Do you think it's too long or too awkward?

3. Eight ancient poems or modern poems about parting, namely, four one, the simplified word Magnolia.

1. Wenxi returned to Hantu.

The sky is far away,

One cannot put back the clock.

Duckweed,

Travel thousands of miles alone with me.

Far-sighted,

There are tens of thousands of rows of geese on sunny days.

Seeing death as death,

Turn into white clouds and fly in the sky

2. Don't be a teacher.

We were inseparable,

Read blood every word.

Go east and west,

Meet in this dream.

Summer has come and the cold has gone.

Feather fans shake the world.

Falling leaves and snow,

I am free and happy.

6. Shilichang Street

Do your best,

Shanhe cried for you for a long time.

Shilichang Street,

Heaven and earth share my sorrow.

Snow-white bonus,

Unite and sacrifice the spirit.

Ling Ying 'an is here?

What is sprinkled on the world is love.

Four or three, two songs by Nan Gezi.

1. Boli

I often miss meeting you,

No more wandering.

When you meet in life, don't forget each other:

Stay in your hometown,

Stay on the green hills.

Spending money is too smart,

Splash ink is the most unrestrained.

Birds fly out of the reeds;

Sound and sound,

Qi sings for me.

Four, four, two crimson lips

1. Spring resentment

A Spring Festival,

Send Wan Liyun away in winter.

A dancing heart,

Who are you looking for?

Ask the husband:

Who is the dream person?

Crimson lips,

Hanging clouds,

Wear my green dress.

2. Cut off the candles at the west window.

Every word is sad,

Tears are everywhere in the pen.

Every sentence is fascinating,

His face is full of sadness.

I didn't say a word,

The west wind is tight outside the window.

Is tolerable,

Can't stand it?

Sigh the world of mortals rolling.

Four or five, youth travel

Zhangjiajie

The poor inherit the wind,

Who are you crying for?

Mountains and rivers have feelings,

The sun and the moon will leave traces,

Snow dyed the sideburns red.

The infinite chaos in Wu Ye,

The rain falls at dusk.

Anxious to return,

The road is long,

Listen to the local accent in my dream.

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Yin zhaosen

The bright moon came thousands of miles to send each other,

Errors affect the mind.

Don't point your hair at the mirror,

Thoughts are like the sea,

Surging.

Very calm.

Ups and downs, the same dream,

Who lives and dies with * * *?

Ruthless years are the most ruthless:

The long night,

Sitting alone,

Sigh till dawn.

Forty-seven, Tasha trip

The image of a beautiful woman

Send away loneliness,

Welcome to prosperity.

For who? For who?

Full of acacia tears,

Blossoming accompanied me to drift to zero.

Send away the cold night,

Welcome the dawn.

The city is filled with flowers.

All lines are love,

Branches, branches and leaves are always related to love.

4. Four modern poems by Shu Ting, Xi Murong, Gu Cheng and Bing Xin-To G C.

Shu Ting

You believe the fairy tale you wrote.

I became a blue flower in a fairy tale.

Your eyes are omitted.

Sick trees and rotten walls

Rusted and collapsed iron fences

With a simple signal

Gather a team of stars, Chinese milk vetch and slug.

To an unpolluted distance

leave

The heart may be small.

The world is very big.

So people believe you.

Believe in Tasong after the rain.

There are thousands of little suns hanging.

Mulberries and fishing rods bent across the river.

The cloud entangled the kite's tail.

Countless shaken memories

Shake off the dust of the years

Accompanied by the sound of pure silver.

Talk to your dreams

The world may be small.

The field of the heart is very big.

Youth without complaining

Xi Murong

At a young age

If you love someone,

Please be gentle with her.

No matter how long you have been in love.

If you can always be gentle with each other, then

All the moments will be flawless beauty.

If you have to part.

I also want to say goodbye.

And be grateful.

Thank her for giving you a souvenir.

You won't know until you grow up.

At the moment when I suddenly turned around.

Youth without resentment has no regrets.

Like a quiet late moon on the mountain.

Distance (Gu Cheng)

You,

Look back at me,

Watch the clouds later.

I think,

When you look at me from a distance,

You observe the clouds up close.

-Gu Cheng

Balkos de Paper

backbone

-Send it to mom.

I never refuse to throw away a piece of paper,

Save it forever.-Save it,

Folding into a very small boat,

Throw it into the sea from the boat.

Some were blown into the window of the ship by the wind,

Some are wet by the waves and stick to the bow.

I am still not discouraged, folding every day,

I always hope that a place can only flow where I want it to go.

Mom, if you see a small white boat in your dream,

Don't be surprised that it dreams for no reason.

This was folded by your beloved daughter in tears.

Wanshui Qian Shan begged it to bring her love and sadness home.

1923 Pacific ship.

5. Are there any modern poems about parting? Shian Nala by Mr. Xu Zhimo.

This group of poems was written by Mr. Xu during Tagore's visit to Japan in June 1924, and was included in the first edition of Shima Poetry Collection. When reprinting, the author screened out the first 17 poems, leaving only the last one, and added the subtitle: "Dedicated to Japanese girls". (shian Nora: transliteration of Japanese "Goodbye"; Uta: Japanese is singing; Shaji: Japanese is wine. )

I remember the morning sun on the Fusang Sea, which was scattered on the Fusang Sea like gold. I remember the islands in the Fusang Sea, floating in the Fusang Sea like jade-Nora, Shian! Second, when sailing in Guangtao House, I saw a star-shaped fishing boat. Like a group of carefree seabirds, they swim relaxed in the twilight waves, Nora, Shian! This is a cemetery; Whose graveyard occupies all the breeze, fragrance and clouds in this mountain? I won't forget the beautiful tombstones and inscriptions. There is also a cool mountain breeze and pine fragrance in the tomb before death-Nora, Shian! (Kobe Mountain Cemetery) Listening to the sound of warblers in front of the wind and watching the wide-winged eagle harrier pass through the clouds, I leaned against a book by Gu Song, "Why people in the same tomb are like people in the tomb at leisure"-Xi Ennola! Curtain Garden in Kobe Mountain) 5. Healthy, happy and crazy. I envy you all cheering "Arroyo" at the same time! I am glad that I participated in the flower rain in the whole city, and even butterflies danced, "Arroyo!" " Nora (Osaka Canon Zhu) added the music in my dream-now-the clogs are crisp, fresh and focused, and more importantly, the streets are full of gorgeous lights, full of joy and prancing, "Arroyo!" Shian, Nora. (Osaka Dianzhu) Like the romantic flow between the Three Gorges, BaojJinchuan has endless beautiful scenery; Like the steep Three Gorges, a boat is like a sharp arrow-Nora, Shian! (Bao Jinchuan flows fast) octaves, passing by, a clear ripple, including the beautiful image of Qingshan, holding Artemisia, staying in Bo Xin, and seeing the idle fish in Bo Xin-Nora, Shi An! (As before) Nine views! Let's stop the paddle and listen to the loud joy in the green forest. Thrushcross or knowledge? Like a few drops of perfume, dripping into my thirsty soul-Annola! Fifteen Towers: Don't laugh at the madness of tourists, boatmen, you enjoy the tranquility of mountains and rivers, have a glass of "Shaji", friends, get drunk before you get drunk, "Five Towers, Five Towers"! The mountain god has no rude voice-Shiana La! (As before) 1 1 I don't know-I don't need to know-this strange lyric hisses in the cave, like an unyielding wave, like an aging soldier telling the life story of his prime, "Uta Uta"! My mind is full of fantastic ideas-Annola (as before) 12 That's a cuckoo! She embroidered a ribbon and lingered at the foot of the green hill; Ah, there is also her fragrance in the blue waves, and there is also her peach-blossom timidity in the blue waves-Shianna La! (As before) Thirteen Dan provided me with heavy intoxication, not only the fragrance of azaleas; Better than delicate cuckoo, the most unforgettable and more delicate girl! Shian, Nora. I admire their lightness, natural charm and natural charm! I admire their uniform color, bright as a butterfly and light as a butterfly-Annola! Fifthly, they live up to the ingenuity of the creator, and they have unlimited hospitality in the flow; For example, like the freedom of the smell of cigarettes and flowers, I can't get enough of their smiles and gentleness-Annola! I am a night butterfly in the valley; Molding in the grass, flying in the dark, presenting beautiful gold powder on wings and feathers, I love the shining star-Xi Annola! I am a drunken flower bee; I am full of fragrance and I am not afraid of my madness.

Now, on my way home, I promised my little voice to praise another kind of flower wine. I tasted it once-Annola! Eighteen-year-old is gentle, like a shy hibiscus out of water, talking about treasure, talking about treasure, and there is sweet sadness in that treasure-Shi Anna La! Dream of parting, dream of holding a face. Half lingering, half purplish, gaunt and fresh.

Dreaming of parting, dreaming of holding your hand. A little stiff, a little wet, cold but crazy.

I have no last sweet words, I have bent down your gentle back. The pulse of you drifting away makes my clenched palm desolate.

Cherish, become a kind of funny. Crazy can only be called embarrassment.

Soul is just a rhetorical device. Even if the ear is stolen, everyone hears a broken sound.

Time has passed, and there is only a little pen left in my hand, but I can't describe the inner changes. I've been wondering why the air is so humid, but I didn't expect anyone to marry running water in this rainy autumn. Who wants to marry spring? Who doesn't long for that long-lost innocent smile? Who does not miss happiness all the time? You should take a good road. Maybe we won't meet again tomorrow. Please remember, as long as there is sunshine in the sky, that is my miss for you! Parting/Who says that parting is a new beginning, some people say that parting is the end of feelings, and some people say that parting is a different taste.

What is parting? Is it the starting point for me to take off, or is it an obstacle that makes me stagnate because of nostalgia? Is it sweet or bitter? Is it sad now or full of longing for the future? Parting is just around the corner. Let's savor it slowly. Leaving our alma mater is the first step for us to enter the society, and it is also the new beginning of our life.

Leaving our alma mater left us with sweet memories and longing for the future. Parting is like this, bitter and beautiful, only those who have experienced it can understand it.

"University Graduation Parting Song" ① Boys, please raise your glasses and say goodbye; Girls, please touch the cups. There is no need to wipe your tears at the class reunion today. Students, toast each other. We have no regrets in this life. Friends, please raise your glasses. We might as well have some wine today.

In the past four years, I have studied cold and hot nights together and got along like brothers and sisters; Friend ocean deep, it's hard to describe the inner taste at this moment in a blink of an eye. Don't be too sad to say goodbye between classmates, please open your heart with a smile; Consider it a small farewell, but we can meet again. Why should we learn to be affectionate and shed tears? Note: ① This poem is actually lyrics, which is written according to the tune of Two Butterflies by Pang Long (because I know nothing about composition and have only a little knowledge of lyrics, I have to borrow other people's existing tunes.

I'm really sorry). So as long as you can sing two butterflies, you should be able to.

6. Shu Ting's modern poems about friends and good friends

Good friends should not meet every day.

Call once every two days at most.

Good friends eat together occasionally.

It's better to go Dutch

Good friends are forbidden to fall in love.

Give him heart, not lips.

A good friend unfortunately became your boss.

Forget his nickname quickly.

Late autumn night in Beijing

three

When you're just you

I'm just my time.

We had a fight.

We made up.

A pair of eccentric friends

When you are no longer you.

When I'm not me anymore.

Between our arms

No melting point

zero clearance

7. Shu Ting's poem "To the Oak"

If I love you-

Unlike climbing Campbell,

Show off with your tall branches:

If I love you-

Never imitate spoony birds,

Repeat monotonous songs for the shade;

It is not just like a fountain,

Send cool comfort all year round;

It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity.

Even during the day.

Even spring rain.

No, these are not enough!

I must be a kapok beside you,

Standing with you as the image of a tree.

Roots, close to the ground,

Leaves, touching in the clouds.

Every time a gust of wind blows,

We all greet each other,

But no one

Understand what we said.

You have your copper branches and iron stems,

Like a knife, like a sword,

Like halberds,

I have my red flowers,

Like a heavy sigh,

Like a heroic torch,

We share cold waves, storms and lightning;

We enjoy the fog, the rainbow,

As if we were separated forever,

But they depend on each other all their lives,

This is great love,

Loyalty is here:

Not only love your strong body,

I also love your stand and the land under your feet.

Shu Ting is good at introspecting the rhythm of self-emotion, especially showing the unique sensitivity of women in grasping complex and meticulous emotional experience. The complexity and richness of emotions are often manifested through special sentence twists and turns such as assumptions and concessions. Shu Ting can also find sharp and profound poetic philosophy (goddess peak and Hui 'an daughter) in some conventional phenomena that are often ignored by people, and write this discovery with both speculative power and touching feelings.

Shu Ting's poems have bright images and meticulous and smooth thinking logic. In this respect, her poems are not "hazy". Poetry, on the other hand, mostly uses metaphors, partial or whole symbols, and rarely expresses itself, so the images expressed are vague. Grasping this point, it is not difficult to interpret Shu Ting's misty poems.

To the Oak Tree enthusiastically and frankly sang the poet's personality ideal. Oak and kapok stand side by side, facing each other affectionately in an independent manner, which can be said to be a group of symbolic images with brand-new character in China's love poems. The establishment of this group of images not only denies the old relationship between men and women based on personal attachment, but also transcends the principle of mutual love that sacrifices oneself and only pays attention to each other. It perfectly embodies the modern gender character full of humanistic spirit: sincere and noble mutual love should be based on not giving up their independent positions and personalities. This is a great-span transcendence of personality over predecessors in gender concept in the new period. This transcendence comes from women's long-standing look up and sympathy, which is even more commendable. Poetry praises and praises the ideal of love, which is based on extremely ideological and powerful negation. The whole poem ***36 lines. Lines 1 to 13 use a series of natural objects for symbolic analogy, which profoundly denies the persistence (Lingxiaohua) and unilateral dedication (Dangerous Peak), which are based on one party's depression, atrophy and sacrifice, and form a profound and powerful contrast with the modern love ideal with opposite values. 14 to 3 1 lines positively express the ideal view of love: the two sides of love are completely equal in personality, which not only maintains their independent personalities, but also supports each other and goes hand in hand. Line 32-36 Portrait love should not only love the personalities of both parties, but also love his ideal-loyalty to the motherland.

The image of "oak tree" symbolizes the rigid beauty of men, while the kapok of "safflower" obviously embodies the female personality with new aesthetic temperament. She abandoned the delicate nature of old-fashioned women and was full of rich and vigorous life breath, which was exactly the same as the poet's ideal of women's independent self-esteem.

In artistic expression, the poem adopts the lyrical way of inner monologue, which is convenient for expressing the poet's inner world frankly and openly. At the same time, the image is constructed as a whole symbol (the whole poem correspondingly symbolizes the independent personality and sincere love of both lovers with the whole image of oak and kapok), which makes philosophical thoughts and ideas germinate and poetic in a kind of intimate and sensible image, so this poem with rational temperament makes people feel that there is no preaching.

The reason why poetry adopts the overall symbol is that the poet's intention does not necessarily limit the theme of the work to the field of love. From the image composition of oak and kapok, we can also reasonably extend the moral ideals of mutual sympathy, mutual understanding and mutual trust among people, and at the same time be equal and independent.

8. What farewell poems are there about "farewell" (modern poetry)?

Liu Xinwu

The fierce sunshine makes me don't know who I want to talk to.

She stroked a piece of paper and a pen for a long time.

But I didn't write a word.

She went out as soon as she had her hair cut.

It was a long way, and she looked up at the cloudless sky.

Look down at the ground under your feet.

She doesn't even care about me.

She doesn't seem to miss the house behind her at all.

The sun was shining and she jumped into a car.

She shut out the sunny world.

I want to look at her through the window.

The scenes came to a serious and persistent end.

I went home alone that night.

Look at the white paper and pen on the table.

I just want to light a lamp, but the empty room

I can't find a match to light the lamp.

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Never say goodbye

Needless to say, it is right or wrong.

Whether it's resentment or love, you don't need to show it.

What is more important than the need of two hearts?

How can tenderness be lacking?

Whether it is advancing or retreating, it is a frenzy.

Whether it is pain or love, there is no need to publish it.

I am willing for you, I never dreamed of it.

Since then, rumors have spread everywhere.

The more romantic this relationship is, the better.

Parting is the worst.

I hate to see you turn your back on me.

Please don't dwell on it.

Ups and downs are like crowds, and there will be no omissions.

You and I are too sad to say goodbye.

Never say goodbye

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Xu Zhimo's Shayang Nala

The most is the gentleness of bowing,

Like a lotus, it can't overcome the shyness of the cool breeze.

Take care, take care!

There is sweet sadness in the treasure-

Shayangnala!

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"Don't" from Gu Cheng (highly recommended! ! ! )

In spring

You flick your handkerchief.

Is to let me leave.

Or return immediately?

No, nothing.

Because there is nothing.

Like a fallen flower in the water

Like dew on a flower

Only the shadow knows.

Only wind energy knows.

Only the butterfly sighed and began to fly.

Still flying in my heart.