As far as writing methods are concerned. Poetry makes good use of images and emphasizes the combination of reality and fiction, which has infinite meaning in writing art and uses some blank techniques. Poetry focuses on lyricism, and some modern prose poems draw lessons from lyricism. Poetry uses many rhetorical devices, such as analogy and synaesthesia, which are still used in modern times. Poetry pays attention to antithesis, and modern texts will adopt the method of juxtaposing several clues under the general topic. Poetry pays attention to the combination of inheritance and integration, which is the writing guidance of argumentative writing. The use of poetry's full imagination also opened the way for future generations' writing.
In addition, from the development of literature, poetry is the original literary form. The original poems are divided into realistic schools such as The Book of Songs and romantic schools such as Li Sao. Later realism also had the glory of Yuefu, Du Fu's classics, romanticism, Li Bai's chic and Su Shi's heroic. In modern times, there is still a debate between the two main factions about whether to write for life or for art.
This is my personal opinion. Think about it. How many times have you returned to the north from the south?
Familiar with kapok rustling
This is the first discovery so far.
Next to roads and railways.
Lvshuiqingshanxia
Zhu Zhu kapok is charming and lovely.
Zi qi xian Hua
They have delicate skin.
Female posture
A high crown
Always hanging his head in shame
Perhaps the warmth in the south is unique.
Maybe ice and snow can't invade it.
Zhanzhanshan' ao
You Jie ling ya
Elegant everywhere.
As chic as the wind.
Wandering in the elegance of kapok in the south of the Yangtze River
Don't forget to appreciate the ups and downs of the mountains.
Blue fog fills the air.
Lush tall pine forest
All the way over the mountains.
Their cortex is cracked.
have exuberant strength
It's too stormy. Who are you defending?
I suddenly understood the beauty of kapok in the south of China.
I began to understand the open-mindedness of southern pine trees.
Kapok freely displays its elegant appearance.
Song Qing silently endured the rain and destroyed the wind.
The rain can't put out the fireworks.
These rains can't take away the passion.
One acre is enough for grazing, amazing and dreamy.
Ten thousand mu of sudden encounter
Knocked on the paradise on earth
I can't even walk time.
These burning loneliness and souls
Shan Lan, swept by the morning light.
Wrap tightly, hug tightly
Not every flower
Can go from obscurity to memory.
People who regard azaleas as flames.
Bathe in the wind and enjoy unrestrained love.
I see a butterfly.
Fell asleep on the leaves.
Sleeping next to me is a budding silk.