A poem and write a comment. Note that it is a poem.

"Wind Chimes" Yu Guangzhong

My heart is the wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the seven-story tower

Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, etc.

Did you also feel the slight earthquake on your tower? This is the pulse of silence

Day and night

Did you hear it, ding ding ding ding ding ding

The annoying tone is unbearable

Unless all the winds are diverted, all the bells are taken off, and all the towers are torn down

Just because my heart is like a high and low wind chime

Ding ding ding ding ding

Knocking one person’s name one after another

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Appreciation

I seemed to have heard it too, hanging from the eaves of the tower, "ding-ding-ding-ding-ting-ting",

knock The ringtone of a person's name is endless... endless.

Yiren is beating in the wind! beat! Perhaps, what you hear is not the ringtone, but your own heartbeat, which is also tapping a person's name...

A good poem can Foreseeing the future, you can also recall the past and sing the most familiar tunes in people's hearts.

What people who read poetry no longer see is poetry, but themselves.

"Wind Chimes" cleverly depicts the long-lasting melody in people's hearts - lovesickness.

Is this lovesickness family love? Or is it friendship? More likely love?

However, it is implicit and not explicit. It is intangible and elusive, or it is concrete and real.

It is just one verse, but the emotions are slowly relaxing.

The poem skillfully uses rhetorical questions and rhetorical figures. It is clear and clear, but it can be asked deliberately. What it seeks is not the answer but the shock.

It is the cries of ***, and it comes from "I "My heart will sing to your heart.

Later, exaggeration is used to further emphasize the fantasy, which goes against the reality of the situation to reflect the strong voice and deep emotions.

It is in the same vein as the ancient poem "Shangxie" "The mountain has no edges...the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you!"

The last paragraph repeats itself repeatedly, echoing from beginning to end, the text is exhausted but the meaning is endless.

The sentences in the whole poem are fresh and the rhythm is clear and brisk. It does not use a sense of sadness to convey affection, but uses onomatopoeia to imitate the movement of wind and bells.

The sense of beauty is revealed naturally, without the need for whitewashing or carving. , the most rare.