This poem was written by the poet during his teaching in Changzhou, and published in the third issue of New Poetry (volume 1) in June 65438+0936+February 65438. The reason why Ai Qing can keep getting clever ideas lies not only in his intelligence, but also in his diligence. More importantly, he attaches importance to life experience, learning from life and accumulating his own creative experience. Because Ai Qing deeply knows that the process of poetry creation is hard. The poem Window can be said to be the crystallization of the poet's tempering.
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The conception of this poem is very strange, beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Poetry is centered on the window and unfolded layer by layer. "On such a beautiful day/I look out of the window leisurely", generally speaking, poetry may be written along "looking out of the window", seeing her outside the window, seeing her expression or other scenes. To express my love. In some love poems in the past, we can often see this writing. And this "window",
Instead of writing directly, I turned my pen and wrote "She is in my imaginary window", which pushed forward the feeling of missing: I looked at the window and saw her in the imaginary window. The poet did not stop there, but further wrote: "I hope she is also at the window/supporting her full jaw with her hands/and her soft eyes/immersed in thoughts."
"I" is in the "window of fantasy", and it is rare to see her missing "I" at the window. Writing like this makes the feelings between "me" and "her" very strong. This idea is not only strange and novel, but also strongly enhances expressiveness and emotional concentration. What is even more peculiar and novel is that,
The poet focused his pen and ink on her eyes below. The eye is the window of the soul, which pushes the meaning of the window to a higher level. The poet's description of her eyes is so clear and intriguing: "In her missing eyes/an endless sky/the color of that day/the blue sky like a dream/the white clouds floating on it/tracking it/she can see my shadow."
It can be said that this passage is the center of the whole poem and the glory of this poem. The previous description is wonderful enough, and this paragraph is the icing on the cake, which can't help but be amazing. Looking out of the window, I not only saw her in my imagination, but also saw her eyes and the sky in her eyes?
You can imagine the extent of this eagerness. Finally, writing "I" is also in the window of her fantasy, echoing the front, and the whole poem is complete. She is in my fantasy window, and I am in her fantasy window. This is the general framework of this poem. We see that this idea is really unusual.
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