Retrieve the Breeze and the Bright Moon
High School Class 1: Shen Mengxin
Instructor: Zhou Chuanfen
Five thousand years ago, "The Book of Songs" Songs of Chu came slowly towards us. Accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon, literati's five-character poems, Tang poems and Song lyrics from Han Yuefu, Wei and Jin Dynasties stumbled forward, erecting monuments one after another. When people are suffering and tired, they will return to this spiritual home to find a moment of peace and tranquility.
But inadvertently, everything changed, poetry faded out of life, and the meaning of poetry became increasingly difficult to touch as time went by. Various media channels are enough for us to quickly browse this ever-changing world. The pace of development is getting faster and faster, and the pace is non-stop. We have no time to calm down and realize the boundless beauty in the eyes of poets, so no one reads poetry anymore. You said, leave poetry to the distance, that is a realm that can never be reached again.
But we shouldn’t be like this. Poetry is the meaning of life. Look at Li Bai’s mind that “the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.” Look at Du Fu’s “Who pities a shadow?” , the emotion of "losing each other by thousands of clouds", look at Lu You's helplessness of "although the alliance is still there, it is difficult to trust the brocade book", their interpretation in a few words is enough for future generations to chew on for thousands of years, yes, poetry is like this, poetry The meaning of poetry is to reach the truest self. Poetry is timeless and enduring, profound and eternal. Facing the hostility and dissatisfaction, hesitation and unbearability of reality, can we reach the soul in life through poetry? On the other side, embrace poetry and find the breeze and the bright moon that belong to us. Don’t wander around, don’t want to be a proficient person, I would like to use poetry to outline the outline, and keep my soul naked; I would like to walk alone with Yu Yu, a poet, in a simple and vast way, to find the original intention from the poetry, to get the tranquility and hope, to feel the poet’s undercurrent and flesh and blood emotions, To resist the brainwashing of society, to give up being brave, to remember the summer and helplessness that will never come back, and to use the breeze and bright moon to believe, hope, and endure. I think this is the destination of poetry.
Just love poetry deeply, let it assimilate the blind and complicated noise, ignore the vague names, hide the secrets in the torrent, and let the poet from hell send out the cry of heaven, you Can you hear it?
"You can come, clean up my withering, throw away the withered flowers, cut off the yellow leaves, but keep the remaining branches for the time being, and keep the fragrant path. My old age I leave it to you, you can't blame me. With this encounter, we have walked a lifetime journey. "
The breeze is like poetry, and the bright moon is like song.