Read "Spring Stars" and feel the excellent composition 1 The stars in the sky are shining, and the stars in the heart are also shining; Spring water flows in the river and ripples in my heart. ...
I don't know when I began to like this book with maternal love, innocence and nature as its main theme-The Stars in Spring. Next, I'll show you one or two.
"The stars shine-deep blue space. Have you ever heard of their opposites? In the silent twilight, they deeply praised each other. " What a beautiful poem! I can't help but see a quiet scene in my mind-the stars are shining in the dark blue space, as if in silent dialogue and praise. In just a few words, a beautiful, aesthetic, natural and harmonious picture is outlined. The words "twinkle", "deep blue", "silence", "shimmer" and "profundity" are well used and can reflect the natural scenery, but our "century old man"-grandma Bing Xin never calls herself a poet, which shows her humility.
"Thousands of angels in Qian Qian, get up and sing praises to the children! A child, in his small body, contains a great soul. " From the exclamation point, what I read is the affirmation, yearning and singing of innocence, and the worship of truth, goodness and beauty. What grandma Bing Xin sees in her children is simple nature and sincere feelings. In grandma Bing Xin's eyes, children represent the sincerity of "love". From this short poem, we can also see Mr. Bing Xin's love for children.
"In the silent night, I put the moth in my hand sadly outside the window for the sound of guns that sent away millions of holy spirits unnoticed."
Here, we read the bleak and sad, but also read the great feelings of grandma Bing Xin's compassion for others. The "philosophy of love" she believes in has been embodied.
When I closed the book, I couldn't help feeling purified. This collection of poems tells me that maternal love is great, natural harmony and naive simplicity. My mind was completely moved by the stars in the spring.
Reading Spring with Stars is an excellent composition. There are many beautiful and philosophical poems in Spring Water. Every capital is like a star in the night sky, like dew on a lotus leaf, crystal clear and pure, fresh and meaningful, with a unique artistic aesthetic feeling, which makes people fascinated and gives people a kind of beautiful enjoyment. Generally speaking, there are three aspects: first, praise for the mother, innocence. In the eyes of poets, the world full of innocence and childlike interest is the most beautiful in the world. Bing Xin rewrote this part with a lot of pen and ink. In order to popularize an idea and awaken people's sleeping hearts.
Among the poems and songs about innocence and childhood, my favorite one is:
"mom! The wind and rain came, and the birds hid in the nest; The storm in my heart is coming, so I have to hide in your arms. "
As can be seen from this poem, with the growth of age, there will be more and more troubles, but will we worry about them in childhood? I don't think so. When we grow up, we will yearn for childhood, so childhood is a real dream. In the materialistic real world, many people wear hypocritical masks and can't tell the true from the false. At this time, only the childhood life in the dream makes people feel real.
"mom! You are a lotus leaf, and I am a red lotus. The raindrops in my heart are coming. Except for you, who is my shade under the unobstructed sky? "
This poem was written by the poet Bing Xin when he saw a lotus leaf covered with a red lotus on a rainy day. It also shows that mother is the only safe and reliable "refuge" in her heart.
In Spring with Stars, Grandma Bing Xin praised maternal love, human love and childlike innocence. At the same time, she also praised nature, especially the sea that she was familiar with since she was a child. Praising nature, childlike innocence and maternal love has become the eternal theme of Bing Xin's life creation.
Reading Spring with Stars is an excellent composition. Spring with stars is my first contact. I am used to reading poems in vernacular Chinese, but I feel a little uncomfortable at once, but I don't have a taste.
When I opened the book, the first introduction attracted me. When it comes to how Bing Xin wrote poems, from childhood to adulthood, it fully embodies Bing Xin's talent in writing.
Her poems are based on maternal love. Innocent. Naturally famous. From "Stars", "Childhood is the truth in dreams, the dream in reality, and the tearful smile when recalling."
It is conceivable that Bing Xin's childhood was full of dreams and childish fantasies. "Little brother, ... a child in the depths of the soul." It also shows the profound friendship between Bing Xin and her brothers and sisters. These are Bing Xin's childlike longing and happiness.
Later, she went abroad to study, which has been going for many years. She described her thoughts with a pen and was eager to go home early. She fantasized about meeting her mother and then going home. She is very happy. But once there is no fantasy, then she will become more lost and disappointed. How can you miss home when you leave your hometown and your beloved mother? "The waves in my hometown! The waves you splashed once pounded my rock bit by bit, and now they pounded my heartstrings bit by bit. " The waves kept beating on the shore, and I was indifferent, but once I left my hometown, the waves touched a string that was about to break in my heart and I was homesick. Indeed, only mother is good in the world. Maternal love is really great, and maternal love is the purest.
Bing Xin's short poems gave me thousands of feelings. Her poems do not contain any hypocrisy, they all come from the true feelings in her heart and can be touching. It can be seen that Bing Xin spent her childhood fantasy, and her fantasy was so beautiful, so charming and so childlike. But her deep maternal love and yearning for her mother are beyond our reach. Motherly love is so pure that it is beyond the reach of any kind of love in the world. Bing Xin is synonymous with maternal love, and I understand maternal love through Bing Xin. At this time, I am trendy in Peng Pai. I can't be calm and can't express my feelings in words.