Help me appreciate three obscure poems.

early spring

Time series changes, winter goes and spring comes. After a bleak winter, the early spring of vegetation germination always gives people a particularly fresh feeling. "Recently in love? Early Spring depicts a vibrant picture of early spring, which leads us into spring step by step.

Images with seasonal characteristics are widely used in lyrics. "Snow melt ice Zhuo cold all scattered. It is warm and sunny, and the smoke on the waves is light. " These three sentences are about the weather in early spring. "Melting snow and falling ice" marks the end of winter. Although the word "cold" is only an objective narrative, we can feel the uncontrollable joy in the author's heart through it. Standing on the Hanjiang River levee in the countryside, it is warm and sunny, and the wind is blowing, which makes people relaxed and happy. Overlooking the river, the smoke is faint, the water and the sky are the same, and the haze in winter has been swept away. Nothing can better reflect the characteristics of early spring than the new green that appears overnight. The warm weather awakens the willow grass that has been sleeping for a winter, so there is a saying that "the dead trees bloom with new green, and the grass in yujiang county County is robbed to change clothes". "Luo skirt" is a metaphor and a common allusion in poetry. Niu Xiji, a five-pronoun person, said, "Remember the blue silk skirt and pity the grass everywhere." . The contrast between "dead wood" and "new green blooming" is strong, while "Cao Jiang" takes "robbing profit", which makes people lament the greatness of vitality.

Xiaque's brushwork has changed, from natural scenery to characters. The background where the characters appear is a green bamboo forest. We didn't get a good look at that person's face, but "Red Shadow" told us that she was a girl in red. For her, the author did not describe her positively, but used this sentence to set off "a faint song misleads a noisy warbler." The beautiful voice actually made Yinger mistakenly think that she was calling her friend's kind. The beauty and cleverness of this girl can be imagined. Both girls and Yingying can reflect the vitality of spring. A "flash", a "chaos", spring is on the paper. The language of poetry is very concise and subtle, and it requires as few words as possible to express as many meanings as possible, giving readers a broader imagination. A glimpse of the whole leopard can give us a glimpse of the creation method of poetic artistic conception. "Spring is full, and poetry is straight to the sky." Bathed in this wonderful spring, how can people not feel floating and poetic, and the author's leisure and elegance come naturally.

The whole poem is a beautiful song of early spring with beautiful artistic conception and rigorous structure.

-Read Gu Cheng's poem Early Summer.

Dark clouds are decreasing.

I jumped out of the round window of the moon.

Skip one piece at a time.

Beautiful and quiet water

Go back to the village

This is a modern "quiet night thinking", which is the best modern response and footnote to "looking up, I found it was moonlight, and then sinking, and I suddenly thought of home". I even think that it has surpassed ancient poetry in terms of artistic expression and spiritual depth-if we consider the cultural and historical advantages of Shili. Gu Cheng's imagination marks a new height for modern people to surpass Li Bai. Compared with the simple narrative of "looking up" and "bowing down" in Li Bai's poems, Gu Cheng's poems add a vivid thinking rhythm process. Quiet nights always make people miss the distance and the depths of meditation. In the poet's view, the night sky is both a barrier and a path. At this time, the moon, which has been endowed with rich humanistic connotation since ancient times, has naturally become a symbol of transcending reality and status quo. It is through it that the poet's mind and soul jumped out of the siege of ordinary life and returned to the countryside through pieces of "beautiful and quiet water". This "village" is not only a real reference, but also a virtual reference, where the reader's perspective will be broadened and enter a self-centered, universal, beautiful and not without bitterness. The "homesickness" which is dominant in Li's poems has been expanded and deepened here, surpassing the simple "homesickness" and having a deeper and more mysterious taste. This is not only the nostalgia for hometown and all the human things combined with it, but also the nostalgia for childhood and all the beautiful and warm things related to childhood, and it is also a kind of attachment and pursuit for the primitive state of human beings, the spiritual home of human beings and the age of national innocence. This kind of "homesickness" is not only time and space, but also material and spiritual.

On the new mud wall

The grass began to grow.

The poem itself is as fresh and simple as grass. We seem to be "back to the village", as if we were there, seeing a kind of Ming Che, smelling the sunshine and the growth of life.

Every wood door

They are all new.

As clean as acacia flowers.

Enough is silent.

Like a blank envelope

No matter whether the metaphor of "blank envelope" has a specific purpose or is just inspired and intuitive by a poet, it undoubtedly adds a lot of color to this poem. Such a place is also the most abundant and full of possibilities in poetry, and it is also the place where readers play their subjective initiative. Perhaps there is a message here: in those simple times and simple places, there is no parting and homesickness of modern people, communication is unnecessary for them, and the relationship between people is simple and clean. Of course, you can also express other feelings, such as fiery reserve, shy temptation or implicit infatuation. The first few sentences of this paragraph inherit the last paragraph, so they also inherit its artistic conception and bright feeling. It seems that you can smell the fragrance of grass and flowers and touch the heavy texture of the "wooden door".

Don't trust me.

And don't trust others.

The appearance of this poem seems to distort the whole poem, return to hometown as beautifully as a pilgrimage, and break that heavy state, but it is not abrupt. This poem is rich in connotation, we can only feel it, but we can't exhaust it. Guess makes people happy, which is also an attractive part of poetry appreciation. As far as the whole poem is concerned, it may be a reference to the present situation, a little rational anxiety that flashed on the way home, or a forced awakening in a dream trip. "Don't trust me", because the countryside may not be as clear and beautiful as I said, but the reality is too ugly. Let's beautify a simple beauty and a village into a paradise. So it's like a hint. In the poet's hometown, there is a sober obsession and intention. Therefore, his praise of the countryside is not blind and unreserved. The poet went on to say "Don't trust others either". If understood in combination with the social context at that time, it may be a real personal voice's vigilance and resistance to others' power discourse and mass deception discourse. We should trust our feelings, not anyone else-including the poem we are reading-just as a poet can write such a poem only by trusting his feelings.

Put those who are still awake

Sophora japonica flower

Insert into the pair of knockers.

Let the beginning of all stories

Full of fragrance and surprise.

It is with the foreshadowing of the previous paragraph that the speech in the latter paragraph has the possibility of being more free, more self-centered and even more willful. Because the poet doesn't want people's trust, he just expresses his own feelings and his beliefs. So we will find that since this period, the poet's writing has become more casual, just like a lively and naive child, running around the village freely, acting freely, imagining freely, enjoying his natural innocence and his fiery nature. In the eyes of children, the world will only be fragrant and magical-although for the whole life, it may be just a melody that only exists at the beginning. And all the expectations of life are bred and germinated here-no matter what risks, misfortunes and setbacks there will be in the future.

It's dawn

Climb the tree quickly

What a fresh breath of life, what natural words and feelings. People and the world are evenly matched here. They tease each other, cooperate closely and play the most serious childhood games.

I took off my straw hat.

Take off the habit coat

To become a

Light green cicada

Yes, I'm going to scream

All the expressions are simple and the rhythm is natural and harmonious. This kind of poem makes people feel happy to read, as if they had experienced childhood, and a long-buried vitality and passion could not help generate coming out. Under the spotlight of a orchid, the world suddenly simplified into a pure poetic realm. Perhaps it is still dark and noisy around, but our eyes only see the vastness of the childhood sky, and the air and cicadas are green. Our mood is so happy that we almost cried like a poet-like an unrestrained cicada.

The rooster is old.

Pale feathers hang down.

In such a world, even an old chicken is beautiful because it is simple, natural and heartless. Just like the flowers in the country and the moon in the pure night sky, it never makes people unhappy, and the "pale feathers" can still hang quietly and peacefully. This is the calmness that nature and human beings should have, but now it is almost forced to retreat to the aesthetic space that the spirit can't reach and become a realm that can only be admired and looked up.

All the little girls who get up early

Will go to the fields.

Pick the leftovers from spring.

red cherry

smile

Smooth poetry is like a river flowing through the whole village, kind, natural and gentle. The melody of the poem inadvertently conforms to the rhythm of people's heartbeat and emotional laws. How wonderful, clear, bright, simple and warm this "early summer" picture is. There is no disturbing spring rain, no harm from the harsh sun. Just when the sun is still shining and the spring is still shallow, just when we were children, how simple the world is in that quiet and warm village.