There are many poems by Pushkin, but the one that is easiest to remember and resonates most is a short poem "If Life Deceives You". This poem is selected from Pushkin's poems and written in the days when Pushkin was exiled by the czar. At that time, the Russian revolution was in full swing, but the poet was forced to be isolated from the world. In this case, the poet did not lose hope and fighting spirit. He loves life and pursues his ideals persistently, believing that light will come and justice will win. Poetry clarifies such a positive and optimistic attitude towards life: when life deceives you, don't be sad or impatient; A friend in need is a friend indeed. Everything will pass and the future will be happy. It is impossible to live without pain and sorrow. Happiness will not be covered by sadness forever, and happy days will come. In the second section, the poet expresses his eternal positive attitude towards the future, telling people that when we look back on that past after overcoming difficulties and hardships, everything in the past will become beautiful. This is the summary of the poet's life experience and the true meaning of life.
There is no image in this poem, and the short eight sentences are all in the tone of advice-according to common sense, this is something that should be avoided as much as possible in poetry creation, but this poem has convinced people with reasoning and achieved great success. The reason is that the poet writes in an equal style, with a kind and gentle tone, enthusiasm, frankness and similarity. The poet is talking to you; The poem is fresh and smooth, warm and deep, full of human touch and philosophical meaning, from which people can feel the poet's sincere and broad feelings and strong optimistic thoughts and feelings.
After this poem came out, many people wrote it down in their notebooks and became their motto.
If life cheats you.
Don't be depressed, don't be angry.
When things go wrong, wait patiently for a while.
Believe it: happy days will come.
My heart looks forward to the future.
It's always sad now.
Everything is instantaneous, and everything will pass.
The dead will become lovely again.
This poem must be Pushkin's instantaneous work, with a flash of light.
I first read this poem when I was a teenager, and I didn't feel very deep. For life and the world, I just think this poem is beautiful, covered with faint sadness, with sonorous syllables and full of rhythm and yearning.
But at that time, I thought the whole poem tasted a little strange and seemed too depressed. I don't understand the word "melancholy" and always feel too gloomy.
It took many years to find this poem profound.
The reason is "if life deceives you" ... unfortunately, who has not been deceived by life throughout the ages? Is it that easy to know life? And man is an eternal contradiction, and social life is often another mystery. Experienced trauma, scarred ... The mystery was solved, and we saw the truth of the world.
When I was a teenager, I saw this poem written in Russian behind a postcard from the Soviet Union. The postcard with the sea blue scenery has been hidden in my memory ever since. I love the former Soviet Union, this generous and vast country, and the glory when I just discovered a new life! Everything is flying today, and things are very contradictory.
When I was reading Pushkin in my early years, I remember him lamenting that before he was born, those beautiful castles and scenery had long been occupied by others! How many years have passed, and even my generation, the "successor of the new China", is getting old, and life has deceived us? Life doesn't deceive us?
There are many translations of this poem, including Ge Baoquan's and others. Personally, I prefer Ge Baoquan's early translations. But the above quotation from my primary school memory may not be accurate, but I still miss the original Mark.
During the literary "Salon" years around 1980, I saw this poem in the poet's notebook several times and heard it in recitation. Not many people attended the salon, ranging from three to five to seven or eight. On very accidental occasions, I think this poem seems to be suitable for all situations: loneliness, crowding, happiness and sadness. ...
Is it about love? It seems so. It seems that it is not all.
The wider a poem is adapted, the greater its echo effect, and vice versa. From concrete to non-concrete, from single thing to everything in the universe. ...