Maybe my thin body is like climbing kudzu vine,
Unable to grasp the future of one's own destiny,
Then please listen to my voice in the biting wind and rain,
Still whispering repeatedly: love life.
Maybe after the fierce struggle in life,
I died more peacefully than the lake.
Then please go to the cemetery to find my inscription.
It also says: Love life.
I made up my mind to use pain as a weight,
I have confidence: make Libra with my life.
I want to measure the value of a person's life,
I hope future generations will follow my example: love life.
Indeed, I cherish what belongs to me.
That weedy winding path,
Through this winding path,
I just realized that life is so hard.
I came barefoot like a waif,
I deeply felt the hardness of the hard rocks on the road.
Plus the brambles in the way.
Let me leave blood behind every step.
I walk barefoot like a beggar,
Knowing the hunger and cold in the snow in winter,
The scorching heat of toxic summer,
This makes me cherish every trace of warmth a hundred times.
But I have the personality to challenge the old forces,
Although I have experienced setbacks, I will never take it lightly.
I can live tenaciously until now,
That is: believe in the future and love life.
Recite the main points
This poem was written in 1979 shortly after the end of ten years of turmoil, and it can be called a companion to Believe in the Future. They have influenced a whole generation. In those days, many educated youths were encouraged to live tenaciously by believing in the future and loving life when their lives were extremely difficult and their ideals were almost shattered. With unusual perseverance, fortitude, persistence and enthusiasm, the poet told us in a tone that no matter how hard life is, no matter how bumpy fate is, we should be more bumpy, indomitable, bear the burden of humiliation, challenge fate and realize the value of life. All this shows the poet's lofty and solemn proposition: "Believe in the future and love life"! A notable feature of this poem is the selection of more objective images with painful and sad colors, such as "climbing kudzu vine", "bitter wind and rain", "wild grass path", "hard edges and corners of rocks", "road of thorns", "snowstorm in winter" and "toxic day in summer". These images seem to be credible. These images, which are rich in materiality and tension, fully construct the whole poem's melancholy, profound rich connotation of thoughts and feelings and unique poetic beauty space. When reciting, we should pay attention to tragic but not sad, dignified but not heavy, emotional but not sentimental, confused but not confused.