1, bid farewell to Cambridge
Author: Xu Zhimo.
I left quietly, just as I came gently; I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to the clouds in the western sky. The golden willow by the river is the bride in the sunset; Beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart. Green grass on the soft mud, oily, swaying at the bottom of the water; In the gentle waves of He Kanghe, I would like to be an aquatic plant! That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky, broken in floating algae and precipitated a rainbow-like dream. Looking for dreams? Support a long pole, wander to a greener place on the grass, load a boat with splendor, and sing in splendor.
But I can't play the piano, just a farewell flute; Summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is Cambridge tonight. I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud.
2. Rain Lane
Author: Dai Wangshu.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone, wandering in a long, long and lonely rain lane. I hope to meet a girl as sad as lilac. She does have the same color, fragrance and sadness as lilac, sad in the rain, sad and hesitant; She lingered in this lonely rain lane, holding an oil-paper umbrella and walking silently like me, indifferent, sad and melancholy. She silently approached, approached and took a breath.
She drifted across, like a dream, as sad and confused as a dream. Like a dream, a lilac field, this girl drifted by me; She walked away silently, far away, towards the crumbling fence and through the rainy lane. In the elegy of the rain, her color faded, her fragrance dispersed and dissipated, even hers. Breathing eyes, lavender melancholy. Holding an oil-paper umbrella, I wandered alone in a long, lonely rain lane, hoping to float past a girl with a lilac knot.
3. "If"
Author: Xi Murong.
The four seasons can be arranged extremely bleak, and if the sun is willing, life can be arranged extremely lonely; If love is willing, I can never appear again; If you like, I have nothing but missing you, my dear friend. However, if you like, I will wither my thoughts at once; If you like, I will dig out every seed, cut off every river, and let desolation and dryness extend to infinity; I will never think of you again in my life, except on some nights when I am wet with tears.
4. Love life
Author: Wang Guozhen.
I don't think about whether I can succeed or not. Since I have chosen a distant place, I only care about bitterness and difficulty. I don't think about whether I can win love. Since you love roses, tell your heart bravely. I don't think about whether there will be cold wind and rain behind me. Since the goal is the horizon, I can only leave the world with a back. I don't think about whether the future is flat or muddy. As long as I love life, everything is expected.
5. Homesickness
Author: Yu Guangzhong.
When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. I'm here and my mother is there. When I grow up, homesickness is a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there. Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside. Now, homesickness is a shallow strait. I am here and the mainland is there.
6. Go to the oak tree
Author: Shu Ting.
If I love you-I will never show off on your high branches like climbing Campbell; If I love you-I will never learn from spoony birds and repeat monotonous songs for the shade; It is not only like spring, but also brings cool comfort all year round; It is not just like a dangerous peak, it increases your height and sets off your dignity. Even during the day. Even spring rain. No, these are not enough! I must be a kapok beside you, standing with you as a tree. Roots, close to the ground, leaves, lingering in the clouds.
Every time a gust of wind blows, we greet each other, but no one understands us. You have your copper branches and iron stems, like a knife, like a sword, like a halberd, I have my red flowers, like a heavy sigh, like a heroic torch, and we share the cold wave, storm and thunderbolt; We * * * enjoy the mist and rainbow, as if we were separated forever, but we were dependent on each other for life. This is great love, and here is firmness: not only love your stalwart body, but also love your stand and the land under your feet.
7. Believe in the future
Author: forefinger.
When cobwebs mercilessly sealed my stove, when the smoke of ashes sighed the sorrow of poverty, I still stubbornly spread the ashes of disappointment. Write with beautiful snowflakes: I believe that in the future, when my purple grapes turn into tears in late autumn, and when my flowers are nestled in other people's feelings, I will still stubbornly use frosted vines. Write on the desolate land: believe in the future, yes! Believe in the future, this is the warmest arm. Yes! Believe in the future, this is the most charming color.
I want to point my finger at the waves running towards the horizon; I want to hold up the sea of the sun with my palm; I shook the morning light-that beautiful and warm pen. Write with a child's pen: I believe in the future. I firmly believe in the future because I believe in the vision of people in the future. They have eyelashes to brush away the dust of history, and they have pupils to see through the chapters of the years.
Whether they give us rotten flesh, lost melancholy and the pain of failure, they give us moved tears and deep sympathy, or they give us contemptuous smiles and bitter satire. I firmly believe that they will give us a warm, fair and objective evaluation of our backbone, countless explorations, strays, failures and successes. Yes, I am anxiously waiting for their comments.
Dear friends, believe in the future! Believe in indomitable efforts, believe in youth that overcomes everything, believe in fighting spirit that never fails, believe in the future, and believe in life. The future is bright! The future, ah, must be beautiful! Life, move forward forever!
8. "Facing the sea, spring blossoms"
Author: Haizi.
From tomorrow on, be a happy person. Feed horses, chop wood and travel around the world. From tomorrow on, I care about food and vegetables. I have a house, facing the sea, with spring flowers. Starting from tomorrow, I will write to every relative and tell them my happiness. The lightning of happiness tells me. Will tell everyone to give every river and mountain a warm name. Stranger, I also wish you a bright future, everything is fine, you are happy on earth, I face the sea and spring blossoms.
9.i love this land.
Author: Ai Qing.
If I were a bird, I should also sing with a hoarse throat: this land that was hit by the storm, this river of sadness and indignation that always surges on us, this angry wind that blows endlessly, and the incomparable gentle dawn from the forest ...-Then I died, and even my feathers rotted in the land. Why do I often cry? Because I love this land deeply.
10, flowering tree
Author: Xi Murong.
How to let you meet me at my most beautiful moment. For this reason, I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years, asking the Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship, so the Buddha turned me into a tree and grew on the roadside where you must pass. In the sun, the flowers are blooming carefully, which is the hope of my previous life. Please listen carefully when you come near. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting, but when you finally pass by, you fall behind. Friend, that is not a petal, that is my withered heart.
The main schools of modern poetry:
1, Crescent School
An important school of poetry in the history of modern new poetry is generally divided into two periods by 1927. Cong Chun 1926, Zhu Xiang, Rao Mengkan, Sun Dayu, Liu, et al.
They were dissatisfied with the liberal poets who ignored the artistic style of poetry after the May 4th Movement, advocated new metrical poetry, advocated rational emotional control, and opposed the tendency of promiscuity and prosaic culture in poetry, and made a serious exploration of new metrical poetry from theory to practice. Wen Yiduo put forward the three beauties of famous metrical poems, namely, the beauty of music, painting and architecture.
The musical beauty in the three beauties means that each verse of the new moon poem is different, just like music. The beauty of painting is that every paragraph of the crescent poem is a sensible picture. Architectural beauty means that the format of poetry is like architecture.
2. kuya School
One of the characteristics of kuya School: paying attention to reality.
1948 The most important event was the official appearance of the Nine Leaves School. Because of Cao Xinzhi's different artistic views, he and Xin Di, Chen, Tang Qi, Tang Shu and others founded the monthly China New Poetry, and got in touch with Mudan, Du, Yuan Kejia and others who returned to Beijing and Tianjin from Kunming and The National SouthWest Associated University, forming a new poetry school, China New Poetry School (later 198654).
Nine-leaf School is another group of poets (also known as China New Poetry School) centered on China New Poetry and other publications in the 1940s. Representative poets are Xin Di, Mu Dan, Du Fu, Chen, Hang Youhe, Tang Qi, Tang Shu and Yuan Kejia.
In the history of literature, it is generally believed that the artistic exploration of the Nine Leaves Poetry School is very valuable. The poems of a group of poets with high artistic level have made great breakthroughs in the expression of new poems and poetic concepts.
3. Wudu School
Obscure Poetry School: A school of poetry that appeared in the late 1970s and early 1980s. Representative figures are Beidao, Shuting, Gucheng, He Jiang, Yang Lian, Duoduo, Munk and Yan Li. As a creative group, misty poetry has not formed a unified organizational form and issued a declaration. However, it has formed a rising poetry group with its own independent artistic thoughts and creative achievements. At that time, there was a debate about misty poetry in the literary world.
The spiritual connotation of misty poetry has three levels: one is to expose darkness and social criticism; Second, looking for light in the dark, reflecting the sense of exploration and strong heroism; Third, based on the special concern of humanitarianism for people. Obscure poetry rewrites the traditional model of describing reality and illustrating policies in the past, and regards poetry as an important way to explore life, which has reached an unprecedented height in philosophical significance. In a sense, the rise of misty poetry is also the rise of the tree of life in China literature.
The poetry movement of the new poetry tide, which is dominated by obscure poetry, gradually reached its climax after the ideological thaw in the late 1970s, and its symbol was the publication of the short poem "Answers from the North Island" in the March issue of Poetry Magazine (1979). With the publication of Answer, misty poetry began to enter the mass state from the underground state.
Poets of the New Poetry Tide not only occupied the main pages of various literary newspapers and periodicals, but also founded their own folk poetry publication "Today" magazine, and launched a number of outstanding poets' works, such as Beidao, Yang Lian, Gu Cheng, He Jiang, Shu Ting, Munk and Yan Li. It has triggered a huge debate about misty poetry in the poetry world and even the whole literary world for several years.
This kind of poetry uses a lot of symbolic artistic expressions in its creative techniques, which makes the literary meaning of poetry full of diversity and fuzziness, so it is also called misty poetry. After self-reflection and exploration, misty poets finally found their place as historical witnesses, and the way to realize self-value is to provide historical witnesses for future generations. Therefore, providing historical testimony has become the ultimate theme of misty poetry.