Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply ... 3. Facing the morning sun, I woke up from my sleep and was glad to see your brilliance. Although I was sleepy last night, I was still troubled by countless nightmares. Your fresh, gentle and clear light shines on the window that I haven't opened for a long time. The window paper is painted pale yellow like pollen and embedded in a light blue neat grid. My heart is full of gratitude. I get out of bed, open the window door that has been closed for a winter, and let you spread a bright tablecloth made of all gold on my table by the window.
So, I was surprised to see you: so real, no doubt, you stood on the opposite top of the mountain, and you smiled so clearly. I try to open my eyes to see you, eager to capture your image, how intense, how trance, how solemn! Your light stung my pupils.
Sun, your immortal philosopher, you have brought happiness to the world. Even if you are the most unfortunate person, you can see your inner comfort. You are the forger of time and the gilder of a better life; You cast the days into countless golden wheels and fly in the ancient wasteland ... Without you, the sun, all life would crawl in the dark, and even with wings, it could only fly in the eternal night like a bat.
I love you as people love their mothers. You feed my thoughts and thoughts with light and heat-let me live passionately and suffer for my ideals until my life is taken away by death. After a long and lonely winter, today, I want to climb to the top of the mountain, take off my clothes and bathe my soul with your brilliance ... 4. Notice of dawn. Pray for my poets, please get up and tell them to give the sun morning. I will wake up from my sleep and be glad to see your brilliance. Although I was sleepy last night, I was still troubled by countless nightmares.
Your fresh, gentle and clear light shines on the window that I haven't opened for a long time. The window paper is painted pale yellow like pollen and embedded in a light blue neat grid. My heart is full of gratitude. I get out of bed, open the window door that has been closed for a winter, and let you spread a bright tablecloth made of all gold on my table by the window. So, I was surprised to see you: so real, no doubt, you stood on the opposite top of the mountain, and you smiled so clearly.
I try to open my eyes to see you, eager to capture your image, how intense, how trance, how solemn! Your light stung my pupils. Sun, your immortal philosopher, you have brought happiness to the world. Even if you are the most unfortunate person, you can see your inner comfort.
You are the forger of time and the gilder of a better life; You cast the days into countless golden wheels and fly in the ancient wasteland ... Without you, the sun, all life would crawl in the dark, and even with wings, it could only fly in the eternal night like a bat. I love you as people love their mothers. You feed my thoughts and thoughts with light and heat-let me live passionately and suffer for my ideals until my life is taken away by death.
After a long and lonely winter, today, I want to go to the top of the mountain, take off my clothes and be naked. Bathe my soul with your light ... and say that what they are waiting for is coming. Guided by the last star, I crossed the dew. I come from the east, from the turbulent sea. I will bring light to the world and warmth to mankind. Please take my message to inform those people whose eyes are burning with desire, and to invite them to distant cities and villages immersed in suffering. Welcome my pioneer of the day, the messenger of light opens all the windows and welcomes all the doors. Please honk your horn to welcome you. Please blow the horn to welcome. Please ask the cleaner to clean the street. Please drive the truck to transport the garbage. Let the workers stride in the street. Line up the cars across the square. Please wake up these villages from the wet fog. To welcome me, please open their fences and ask the women in the village to open their chickens. Please ask the farmers to pick up the livestock. Cattle are brought out of the shed. Tell them with your warm mouth that I am from the other side of the mountain. Come from the other side of the forest and ask them to clean up those threshing floors and those permanently dirty patios. Please open the window covered with colored paper. Please open the door with Spring Festival couplets. Please wake up the careful woman and the snoring man. Please invite young lovers to get up with those sleepy girls. Please wake up the sleepy mother and the baby beside him. Please wake everyone up, even sick pregnant women and elderly people. People in bed, even the wounded in the just war and the refugees displaced by the collapse of their hometown, please wake up all the unfortunate people, and I will give them comfort together, please wake up all the people and workers who love life. Technicians and painters invite singers to sing to welcome the sound of grass and dew, dancers to dance to welcome their dressing gowns covered with white fog, and those healthy and beautiful people wake up and say, I'll knock on their windows, and invite poets who are loyal to time to bring comfort to mankind and ask them to prepare for it. Please be ready to welcome everyone. When the rooster crows for the last time, I will come over and let them gaze at the horizon with pious eyes. I will give the kindest light to all who expect me. When the night is about to pass, please tell them that what they are waiting for is coming.
2. Excerpts and appreciation of Ai Qing's poems (there must be appreciation) Excerpts and appreciation of Ai Qing's famous poem "On the Reef" Ai Qing's waves are not flat, and waves are rising again. Every wave is crushed and scattered under its feet ... its face and body are like knives, but it still stands there smiling and looks at the ocean ... From an artistic point of view, in the poem "Reef",
Indeed, the use of symbolism makes this poem memorable! Live with a smile, no matter how many difficulties and setbacks you encounter, whether it is a person or a nation. This is the deepest revelation from the reef! Ai Qing's poem "Hope" and "Hope" The imaginary sister of the dream friend used to be her own shadow, but she will always walk in front of you like light, invisible and unstable like the wind. There is always a distance between her and you, like a bird outside the window, like a cloud in the sky, like a butterfly on the river. You go up, she doesn't fly, she drives you away. She will stay with you until you stop breathing.
[bbs.bj.sina.com.cn] A modern poem "Hope" Ai Qing's content and background story "Hope" An imaginary sister of a dream friend used to be her own shadow, but she always walks in front of you like light, invisible like the wind, and unstable. There is always a distance between her and you, like birds outside the window, like clouds in the sky, like butterflies by the river. You go up, she flies, and you ignore her. She banishes you, and she will stay with you until you stop breathing. Ai Qing's works generally describe symbolic things such as the sun, torches and dawn, showing Ai Qing's hatred of darkness and terror in the old society and his yearning and pursuit of dawn, light and hope.
Ai Qing, starting from his love for rural working people and approaching their demands, has been presenting his most authentic poems to them for more than ten years. [9] Ai Qing's poetry, with its close combination with reality and full of fighting spirit, inherited the fine tradition of the May 4th New Literature and became an important harvest in the development of new poetry with its exquisite and innovative artistic style.
This not only reflects the author's artistic talent, but also bears in mind his serious and arduous artistic practice. In his poems, the full enterprising spirit and rich life experience bring something different.
Ai Qing's poetry has a vivid and profound image, and with the end of the poem, this image is completed. Image refers not only to people, but also to the visualization of things and ideas.
The beautiful sentences and appreciation in Ai Qing's Selected Poems 1, rocks, waves, waves come in endlessly, and every wave breaks under his feet ... His face and body are like knives, but he still stands there smiling and looks at the ocean ... 2. I love this land. If I were a bird, I would also sing with a hoarse throat: this land hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that will surge on us forever, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and the incomparably gentle dawn from the forest ...-Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the ground. Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply ... 3. Facing the morning sun, I woke up from my sleep and was glad to see your brilliance. Although I was sleepy last night, I was still troubled by countless nightmares.
Your fresh, gentle and clear light shines on the window that I haven't opened for a long time. The window paper is painted pale yellow like pollen and embedded in a light blue neat grid. My heart is full of gratitude. I get out of bed, open the window door that has been closed for a winter, and let you spread a bright tablecloth made of all gold on my table by the window. So, I was surprised to see you: so real, no doubt, you stood on the opposite top of the mountain, and you smiled so clearly.
I try to open my eyes to see you, eager to capture your image, how intense, how trance, how solemn! Your light stung my pupils. Sun, your immortal philosopher, you have brought happiness to the world. Even if you are the most unfortunate person, you can see your inner comfort.
You are the forger of time and the gilder of a better life; You cast the days into countless golden wheels and fly in the ancient wasteland ... Without you, the sun, all life would crawl in the dark, and even with wings, it could only fly in the eternal night like a bat. I love you as people love their mothers. You feed my thoughts and thoughts with light and heat-let me live passionately and suffer for my ideals until my life is taken away by death.
After a long and lonely winter, today, I want to climb to the top of the mountain, take off my clothes and bathe my soul with your brilliance ... 4. Notice of dawn. Pray for my poets, please get up and tell them to give the sun morning. I will wake up from my sleep and be glad to see your brilliance. Although I was sleepy last night, I was still troubled by countless nightmares. Your fresh, gentle and clear light shines on the window that I haven't opened for a long time. The window paper is painted pale yellow like pollen and embedded in a light blue neat grid. My heart is full of gratitude. I get out of bed, open the window door that has been closed for a winter, and let you spread a bright tablecloth made of all gold on my table by the window.
So, I was surprised to see you: so real, no doubt, you stood on the opposite top of the mountain, and you smiled so clearly. I try to open my eyes to see you, eager to capture your image, how intense, how trance, how solemn! Your light stung my pupils.
Sun, your immortal philosopher, you have brought happiness to the world. Even if you are the most unfortunate person, you can see your inner comfort. You are the forger of time and the gilder of a better life; You cast the days into countless golden wheels and fly in the ancient wasteland ... Without you, the sun, all life would crawl in the dark, and even with wings, it could only fly in the eternal night like a bat.
I love you as people love their mothers. You feed my thoughts and thoughts with light and heat-let me live passionately and suffer for my ideals until my life is taken away by death. After a long and lonely winter, today, I want to climb to the top of the mountain, take off my clothes and bathe my soul in your brilliance.
Ai Qing's poem "Tree" answers your poem and love first.
3. Excerpt and appreciation of Ai Qing's famous sentences.
Ai Qing
Wave after wave
Come to me endlessly
Every wave is at its feet.
Beaten to pieces and scattered. ...
Its face and body.
Like a knife.
But it's still standing there
Looking at the sea with a smile ...
From an artistic point of view, in the poem "Reef", the poet integrates his unique thinking about life into the symbolic image of "Reef" to personalize the reef, so he should be detached from things and think more deeply when reading. Indeed, the use of symbolism makes this poem memorable!
Live with a smile, no matter how many difficulties and setbacks you encounter, whether it is a person or a nation. This is the deepest revelation from the reef!
4. Appreciation of Ai Qing's poems 1. Rock' n' roll Ai Qing, wave after wave. Every wave is shattered and scattered under its feet ... its face and body are like a knife, but it still stands there smiling and looking at the ocean ... Appreciation: from an artistic point of view, in the poem "The Rock", the poet regards him as.
Indeed, the use of symbolism makes this poem memorable! Live with a smile, no matter how many difficulties and setbacks you encounter, whether it is a person or a nation. This is the deepest revelation from the reef! 2. When dawn is dressed in white, the forest is blue-purple, from blue-gray hillside to blue-gray hillside, green grassland, green grassland, and fresh emulsion-like smoke flows on the grassland ... Ah, when dawn is dressed in white, how fresh the fields are! Look, the pale yellow light is shaking on the pole for the last time.
Look! 1932 65438+125 October, appreciation on the way from Paris to Marseille: this poem is about the scenery in the fields at dawn and my own feelings. At the beginning of the poem, the author carefully selected three color words: "purple blue", "blue gray" and "green" to outline a bright and harmonious picture for readers.
On the basis of the above static description, it is also called "grassland upstream". .
5. To extract and appreciate the fragments of Ai Qing's poems, there must be appreciation to describe Wang Xifeng.
Just thinking about it, I saw a group of daughters-in-law and maids coming in through the back door. Dressed differently from other girls, this person is embroidered with colorful embroidery, and looks like a fairy princess: she wears a bun embroidered with golden silk and eight treasures on her head, a beaded hairpin on the five phoenix in Chaoyang, a red gold plate around her neck, and a bean green uterine sash on her skirt.
Comment on Wang Xifeng
In A Dream of Red Mansions, the author wrote Wang Xifeng's appearance very strongly. She is bejeweled with jewels, "a pair of red phoenix eyes, two bent willows", "pink face is full of spring, red lips are not smiling first" and "like a fairy princess", but she is gorgeous and vicious. Just as Xing Er described her: Sweet and sour, kill two birds with one stone.
Gary coveted her beauty, and she gave her bait, set a trap, let him take the bait, and finally made her lovesick to death. She secretly forced Chang 'an Festival marriage through her joints, forcing a man and a woman to commit suicide. Jia Lian secretly married Second Sister You, and when she was discovered, she "made a scene in Ningguo Mansion", which later led to the humiliation and suicide of Second Sister You.
Although Wang Xifeng's evil deeds and crimes are notorious, people cannot deny her wisdom. In this big family of hundreds of people, only she can be versatile and handle extremely complicated personnel relations, and only she can borrow from the east and move from the west to cope with countless expenses that cannot make ends meet. She has an eye for dealing with Jia's malpractice and crisis, and shows her courage and ability to do great things everywhere.
Therefore, in the fifth judgment, she wrote, "Every bird from the last days knows how to love this life. Two orders and three people, crying to Jinling is even more sad. " This shows that her family will not have a good result, and those who are in the last days and the most talented people can't escape the fate of "Hong Qian cries, Wan Yan shares the same sorrow". "The authorities are fascinated, but they have figured out that they are called Qingqing."
6. Ai Qing's Poems: Appreciation of Good Sentences of Snow Falling on China's Land "Snow Falling on China's Land,/Cold Hindering China ..." These two poems are by no means simple episodes of "connecting the past with the future", but sincere feelings and strong shouts from the poet's heart.
The changes of the four seasons in nature can only give people a sense of touch. What is important is that the poet deeply felt the cold blockade of his heart, so that he couldn't help but burst out with such a strong cry.
The poet pays attention to his feelings about "farmers in China" and "hardships of people living on grasslands" in the north, and the rough fate of "unkempt young women" and "old mothers" in the south. All these constitute the concrete image and life picture of "cold blocking China"; And the poet's deep affection is also conveyed through all this.
At the beginning of his creation, Ai Qing pinned his enthusiasm on caring about the fate of rural areas and farmers in China. Now, when the shadow of the national crisis hangs over the land of the motherland, he once again expresses this sincere anxiety and resentment with his own brush strokes. This emotional attachment and concern reflects that although he is an intellectual, he is closely related to the fate of farmers. He always looks at the fate of the vast rural areas and farmers with very melancholy eyes.
For a considerable number of revolutionary intellectuals in the 1930s, they not only saw the bankruptcy of rural areas and the misery of farmers' fate, but also always associated their own fate with all this. Therefore, Ai Qing, while paying attention to farmers, can't help singing for her own destiny. This kind of emotion and temperament is typical of Ai Qing's early days.
Without a thorough understanding of Ai Qing's personality characteristics, it is difficult for people to understand his early artistic style. At the same time, the author transforms himself from the narrator's point of view into a participant by contacting himself, which further narrows the distance with the broad masses of the people and is also convenient for directly expressing his feelings.
7. Appreciate at least five reefs from the highlights of Ai Qing's poems.
Ai Qing
Wave after wave
Come to me endlessly
Every wave is at its feet.
Beaten to pieces and scattered. ...
Its face and body.
Like a knife.
But it's still standing there
Looking at the sea with a smile ...
Appreciate:
From an artistic point of view, in the poem "Reef", the poet integrates his unique thinking about life into the symbolic image of "Reef" to personalize the reef, so he should be detached from things and think more deeply when reading. Indeed, the use of symbolism makes this poem memorable!
Live with a smile, no matter how many difficulties and setbacks you encounter, whether it is a person or a nation. This is the deepest revelation from the reef!
8. Why do I always have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply. -Ai Qing, I love this turbulent land. Friendship is like a reed on a cloudy day, trembling in the wind and making an inaudible lament. —— Ai Qing
When you say that your hometown is not your hometown, the chef sticks it on your calf. The mountains and rivers of the motherland are lovely everywhere, and they are home wherever they go-the song of Ai Qing's expedition members.
I have been to many places and this city is the youngest. It's so beautiful that it makes people fall in love at first sight. It's not a mirage, nor is it Penglai fairyland. Everything in it is condensed by blood and sweat. "。 . Ai Qing
Ask the civilized earth, ask the thawed river, ask the swallow from the south, ask the gentle willow. . Ai Qing's quarrel outside the window
A sailor said that the white waves aroused by his favorite anchor ... Ai Qing hoped.
Whose tears came back to my heart? Whose sweat fell into the river! Who is swimming around in the middle of the water guarding the hotbed of dreams? The torrent of life rises and falls. In endless days, I stick to my dream. Keeping the sunshine bright is like keeping the direction of stepping on a long journey. . . .. Ai Qing stuck to her dream.