Feimeng Modern Poetry Appreciation 1 Feimeng
Raise your head during the day.
See the sun shining
Night is coming.
Staring at the starry sky, faintly lit.
Thousands of years ago
The sky is just a dream.
Thousands of years later,
It seems close at hand.
Flying fire of hope
Burn gradually
Burn into a spectacular bonfire
Burning in the roar of blazing fire
Once weak wings
Osmotic blood
Although it didn't really fly.
But I entrusted my dream to that distant place.
This is a story.
A long, long story
The blood, tears and sweat of our ancestors
This is its footprint today.
People yearn for the air in higher places.
Longing for the scenery of further places
Solve the mystery of the universe
Full of so many fascinating secrets.
And we
Try to solve the mystery.
Planetary river system
Carrying the desire of human exploration.
many people
Sing for it with your life.
When the first man-made satellite flew into the sky
When the first rocket entered the universe,
When man first broke away from the bondage of the atmosphere.
These moments
Remind mankind
We are realizing this dream.
Please don't forget.
A long time ago.
Flying is just a dream.
And the process of realizing it.
Too many people died.
Dear friends
The human dream of flying.
It was a dream-chasing journey covered with blood.
Please respect every successful or unsuccessful flight.
Because they
Guide us to explore the direction of the universe.
Appreciation of Modern Poetry II: The Wind of Freedom
Through the glass window
A rain stopped there.
The ivy on the roadside is the same as mine.
Expect a color
A sound. Drift from a distance
The cuckoo has come back to life.
A clear melody
The sky is far away and clear.
Life is like falling in a mirror, serene and quiet.
Some stamens are expressing their feelings.
Borrow the wings of a butterfly
Gently stir up the melancholy of March
In spring, it will be so wet.
Cross the past
I know, at dawn.
The light of blessing will go on and on.
Let a flower and grass just pass.
Sometimes, my happiness is a pile of weeds in the field.
Standing in the rainy season in April
It will be windy. Put on your skirt.
The groundhog croaked.
Sunset eyes, kisses on the cheeks.
Boundless smoke and boundless moonlight
Covered, returning migratory birds
The years blossom and bear fruit peacefully.
Looking back, the winter snow is lingering.
Trekking, the blue sky is full of proverbs.
I'm waiting.
Take a breath of free wind and breathe.
The Dream of Flying Modern Poetry Appreciation 3 Flying
How beautiful
Du Deyan's childhood
Run back and forth at the airport
Count the planes one by one.
plane
A beautiful young woman-
That's the mother who lives alone.
Look at him from a distance
Pain and anxiety
How handsome
Dodd Yankee youth
Counting intently by the airport
One plane after another
That beautiful woman
Still so young
But keep your eyes on my son
More painful and melancholy
How fit and handsome!
Dude Yanji of Youth
Cheer up at the airport
Count and welcome.
One plane after another
Mother, obviously old.
Although it is still beautiful.
Looking at his son with tears in his eyes.
be grief-stricken
Look at this poor kid.
So I've been counting planes for 20 years.
If it weren't for that evil night
He should be able to build a plane.
One night 20 years ago.
His father was as drunk as a fiddler.
Then there was a fierce quarrel.
Followed by brutal atrocities.
It was the child who walked forward.
Hug my father tightly.
With a bang
The child fell heavily. ...
When the child finally woke up.
I can't remember anything in my head.
Just looking at the sky with attachment
Muttering about airplanes, flying ...
I'm divorced and have children.
Moved near this airport.
I accompany him to count planes every day.
Expect a miracle one day.
But 20 years have passed
Fate doesn't care.
He is from seven to twenty-seven.
You can only count to seven at most
Poor child, mother is old.
Mom can't be with you forever.
Mom will die one day.
Who will accompany you to count the planes?
In short, let's take a trip.
Go to China, a mysterious country.
Of course we will go by plane.
Take Boeing 757.
Du Deyenki seems to realize something.
Open your eyes with joy and confusion.
Suddenly stretched out his powerful arms.
Hug your mother warmly.
In this way, they flew over the ocean.
Fly over mountains and plains.
Finally flew to China.
Fly to the hometown of dragons.
They visited the Forbidden City.
climb the Great Wall
Visited the Terracotta Warriors.
He also visited Tibet.
They flew all over China.
I visited all the places of interest.
Finally settled in Guangzhou
Check into the White Swan Hotel.
Mother is exhausted.
Once you lie down, you can't remember it anymore.
Du Deyenki's energy doubled.
Leaning against the railing alone, overlooking the beautiful night scene.
A thousand thoughts touched my heart.
Thoughts and ideas are all related to "flying"
It seems to have golden wings.
You can fly freely.
At this moment, a plane broke through the night sky.
The deafening roar lasted for a long time
He felt the call of mysterious fate.
Fly into the night sky with a long whistle.
Du Deyenki flew like this.
So the happy life ended.
Mother never got up again.
Always close your beautiful eyes.