A good poem can strike a chord with us. After many twists and turns, the poem Dayan River was published. When this poem was published, it was the first time that the poet used the pseudonym Ai Qing.
There is indeed a Dayan River in real life, and poets express their truest feelings with real stories. Short words, but very emotional narrative of Dayanhe's life. The poet thought of Dayan River from the snowy scene in front of him. She comes from a humble background and has been working. Although her life is poor, she lives well under her care. When Ai Qing was older, she was taken back by her biological parents. The nursing child is not with her. She was sad, but helpless, so she continued to repeat her daily life and began to work again. How much she expected to eat the baby's wedding banquet, but she died before seeing her daughter-in-law. Finally, her husband and second son died, the eldest son became a bandit, and the other sons were exploited by the landlord. Her bitterness before her death and her desolation after her death show us her tragic life.
She has no real name. The big river is where she was born and grew up. She is a typical image of working women's 99 compositions in old China. Most of the poems are about her working life, which is just a silhouette of her miserable life. In her former residence, there was only "the dead Wafi", and after her death, only "the snow-covered grass built a grave". The poet not only wrote Dayan River, but also praised the working women in Qian Qian's old China with the image of Dayan River as a great mother, and also accused the old society that caused Dayan River's tragic experience. There is not a complete story in the poem, but the poet poured out his deep affection for Dayan River with fragments and details of his life. At the end of the poem, the poet also announced with deep affection that he would "dedicate his poem to all things on earth, to my nanny and their son who like Dayan River, and to Dayan River who loves me as his own son". The poet sublimated his love for Dayan River into his love for working people like Dayan River, which sublimated his thoughts and feelings and deepened his theme.
This is an autobiographical poem. The poet grew up in the embrace of Dayan River, which has long been a part of his life. The style of this poem is free, and the language is like prose, but it is full of rhythm. The real and delicate fragments of life express the poet's rich thoughts and feelings.
One of my favorite poems is a 400-word example "It's not worth going to the park".
It was the summer vacation three years ago. My parents took me to Changzhou dinosaur park to play. We happily bought tickets and went into the park. God, what is a sea of people? I understood at once, because the scene in front of me is simply a walking dictionary!
I pulled out a map from the entrance and looked at it with great interest. I'm usually timid, but when I get to the amusement park, I feel a different person, and I go everywhere. I did not hesitate to choose the most * * * "revolving swing" here. I bought a bottle of water and lined up with my parents. Half an hour has passed, an hour has passed, and my legs are sore after walking halfway! I almost began to think about the significance of this project ... just when I was desperate, I heard the staff calling: "Next batch!" " ""yes! " I cheered and stretched to the entrance. When it was my turn, a staff member said, "Kid, you can't play this project until 1.5 meters later!" " "
"What? ! "This is a bolt from the blue for me, isn't it? It is the only reason and belief that I can play this project after waiting in line for so long. What is the result of my standing for so long? I cried with a "wow", crying so sadly, because all my wishes were shattered by the words of the staff!
Alas, this is really worthy of the name "going to the park is not worth it"!
Dayanhe, my nanny expanded the story of fish and water by 800 words.
Fish has been a naughty child since childhood. She is never as quiet as other children. She likes to jump around in the water, first sprinting 50 meters, then making an emergency stop or turning sharply. At this time, Shuier always looks at the fish with a smile ... Sometimes, the fish will encounter some frustrating things, but at this time, the gentle Shuier always listens quietly and comforts the fish.
During the day, the water gently throws the fish up, lets her jump out of the water to see the outside world, and then greets her steadily. At night, the water becomes the warmest cradle, and he always gently shakes it to coax the fish to sleep. On summer nights, water always drags fish to the surface. As the fish grew up, she found something in her heart that worried her-water. One day, the fish finally got up the courage to tell Shuier that she liked him, but Shuier was silent. "Why don't you talk?" Asked the fish. The water remained silent and just began to shake its head gently.
Mom says fish don't like water. This is a natural law, just as zebras can only love zebras and leopards can only love leopards; People with stripes can only love stripes, people with spots can only love spots, but spots can never love stripes. Fish don't understand, if stripes really love spots, birds really love fish, and fish really love the water? Fish don't understand. She spat out bubbles and said to the water, "I love you!" " "The water was silent again, and the fish said nothing, just lying quietly in the arms of the water ...
For a long time, the fish's mouth broke the silence: "You can't see the tears in my eyes because I am in the water." Water said, "I can feel your tears because you are in my heart." The fish was anxious: "Then why don't you love me?"
Water can only say, "I can't love you." I have no fixed place and often wander around. It will be hard for you to be with me. "
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The fish said firmly, "I'm not afraid, I want to be with you forever!" " "
Kneel for my favorite poem or word. China is a country of poetry. Poetry has a long history, famous artists come forth in large numbers, and numerous works by famous artists are spectacular in Chinese civilization. Poetry expresses the author's feelings with its concise language and beautiful words.
Opening the floodgate of memory, I found my favorite poem. That's the work of Du Mu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty-Mountain Walking. The four lines in the poem read: "The stone path in the cold mountain is far away, and there are people in the depths of the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "
This poem describes the beautiful scenery that the poet saw when he walked in the mountains in late autumn. The poet skillfully captured several scenery he saw on his way up the mountain: from a distance, it was a winding mountain road paved with rocks. When he reached the top of the mountain, he looked at the place surrounded by white clouds in the mountain, and several families appeared faintly. The maple leaves around him were like fire, which was even more beautiful, far better than the flowers in early spring and February. Here, there are white clouds, red leaves and bright colors; Mountain roads, maple forests and people's homes are harmonious and warm; Some poets stopped to watch the night view of Fenglin because of their love, which made the picture more affectionate. Writing autumn scenery, the whole poem has no sad and desolate atmosphere. Especially the last sentence, comparing maple leaves with flowers is very novel. The flowers in February are beautiful and charming, but when the spring breeze blows and the spring rain suddenly rises, they fall into the mud and go with the running water. But the maple leaves turned red in the struggle with autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn frost, showing great vitality. This is why the poet especially likes the maple grove. It is also the charm of this poem that has been passed down through the ages and is widely known.
Walking in the garden of ancient poems, we can enjoy all kinds of ancient poems. Farewell, spring, summer, autumn and winter, romantic scenery and scenic spots in ancient poems are all the legacy left by ancient poets to our descendants and the treasures of the Chinese nation.
The author of the poem Dayan River-My Nanny was 47 years ago. 1933 In the spring, in a cold prison in Shanghai, Comrade Ai Qing wrote his famous poem Dayan River-My Nanny.
Dayan River-My Nanny is not Ai Qing's first work, but it is a masterpiece of his early poems. With sincere and warm feelings, plain language, natural and fresh style and rich and cordial local flavor, it prominently shows the poet's unique artistic talent. This poem was first published in Chunguang magazine and received Ai Qing's first book of poetry, Dayan River, 65438-0936. After its publication, it aroused widespread concern and strong response in the society and the literary and art circles, and was affirmed and praised by Mao Dun, a literary predecessor. It was a shining star in China poetry in 1930s. With profound and meaningful feelings, we will engrave a timeless memory in readers' hearts.
Ai Qing was originally named Jiang Zhenghan.
Ai Qing
The composition of "My favorite poem" must be a poem of 400 words. This is a magnificent warehouse with inexhaustible treasures. Poetry is an inscrutable knowledge, waiting for us to explore; Poetry is the enjoyment of beauty; Poetry is a happy experience. Poets of all ages used poems to express their feelings, and thousands of poems are classics, which make people memorable.
The Tang Dynasty was the heyday of poetry. Too many poets came from the Tang Dynasty-Li Bai and Du Mu ... Among many poems, I like Meng Jiao's poem best: "The thread in the hands of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children." . Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. However, an inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it has won three spring rays. "Whenever I recite it, I think of my mother. Gorky once said: "All the glory and pride in the world come from mothers" Yes! How great the mother is! Mother and son ocean deep, how can the selfless love of the mother be repaid as a child? Motherly love is selfless, and maternal love is great. Mother is like water, how cool; Maternal love is as white as snow; Mother is like rain, nourishing our hearts; Motherly love is like the wind, gently stroking the lovely little face; Motherly love is selfless and priceless.
Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer is my favorite poem. So charming and unforgettable!
The poetry recitation of Dayan and my nanny is divided into five parts. The first four parts are read by one person and the last part is read together.
One of my favorite poems, Alone by the Flower River, is a group of poems by Du Fu, a great poet in the Tang Dynasty, with seven poems in total. The sixth song is the most famous.
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
The whole poem is a unique flower-seeking picture with clear context and orderly levels, which shows Du Fu's love for flowers, lingering for a better life and unchanging hope for beautiful things.