Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to see
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
She has the color of lilacs,
Lilac-like fragrance,
Sad as cloves,
Mourning in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She lingers in this lonely rain lane,
Hold an oil-paper umbrella
Like me,
Like me.
Walking silently,
Cold, sad, melancholy.
She approached silently and threw it again.
Breathing eyes
She drifted like a dream,
As sad and confused as a dream.
Floating like a dream
A lilac field,
I passed this girl by;
She went away silently, far away,
A crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy path.
In the lamentation of the rain,
Remove her color,
Eliminate her fragrance,
Disappeared, even hers
Breathing eyes,
Lilac is melancholy.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella alone
Wandering in the long, long
Lonely rain lane,
I hope to float over.
Like cloves.
A girl with a grudge.
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Rain lane. Dai Wangshu's most famous song. Beautiful words, I like them very much.
Children, hold mom's hand.
Come on, kid.
Hold mom's hand quickly.
The road to heaven is too dark.
Mom is afraid that you will touch your head.
Hold your mother's hand and let her go with you.
Mom, I'm scared.
The road to heaven is too dark.
I can't see your hands.
Since the collapsed wall took away the sunshine.
I will never see your gentle eyes again.
Go ahead, son.
There is no sorrow ahead.
There is no endless textbook, and there is no father's fist.
You must remember what my father and I look like.
We should go together in the afterlife.
Mom, don't worry.
The road to heaven is a bit crowded.
There are many classmates and friends.
We said don't cry, don't cry.
Everyone's mother is our mother.
Any child is a mother's child.
Life without me
Give your love to the living children.
mother
Don't cry.
Tears cannot illuminate.
Our road
Let ourselves
go slow
mother
I will remember you and dad.
Remember our agreement and go together in the afterlife.
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This is the first poem that made me cry during the Wenchuan earthquake. There are many videos to read. Please have a look.
Peony's refusal
(It's a little long. This is a prose poem. You can also recite it. )
Ouyang Xiu once wrote a poem: Luoyang has the heaviest pulse flowers, especially peony.
The legendary peony was expelled from Beijing and exiled to Luoyang by Wu Zetian in a rage. Unexpectedly, Luoyang's soil and water are most suitable for the growth of peony. As a result, Luoyang peony became a common practice and gradually flourished in the Tang Dynasty, and it was extremely prosperous in the Song Dynasty. Every year in the middle of April in the solar calendar, there are thousands of peony trees in the streets and alleys, which are full of flowers and fragrant like clouds-what a colorful peony city.
So you must go to Luoyang to see peony. If you haven't seen peony in Luoyang, you haven't seen peony. Besides, Luoyang peony has a little history and is famous for its appreciation due to depreciation. Whether it arouses people's curiosity is unknown.
This year is the ninth Peony Fair in Luoyang. Spring came late this year.
It rained continuously for several days, and the cold wind in Luoyang in April was bitter.
The street is crowded with flower watchers from far away. The flower watcher stepped on the flowering period that should be accurate every year.
It is clear that the phoenix tree has leaves, the willow branches are dripping green, the peach blossoms and pear blossoms are colorful, and the begonias have fallen into English one after another-but Luoyang people say that spring has not arrived yet; The florist said, Peony City is so quiet.
A deserted Luoyang makes you feel something is wrong. You quietly close your eyes and can't bear to look for it. You take a deep breath, hide your last chance and walk into Wangcheng Park. You believe that peony likes to be lively by nature, and you know that peony is not used to loneliness like orchids. You even have selfish intentions. May Peony accept this early visit and respect.
However, the lush green of the garden is only a few pale reds and a few pink whites. Thousands of huge and full peony buds stand proudly on the branches of peony trees half a person's height, all of which are like peaches, but their lips are closed, their teeth are clenched, and the thin petals are wrapped in layers, giving people a proud and Leng Yan color, without any meaning of flowering. Such a big peony kingdom turned out to be a bleak grayish green. ...
A ray of pale sunshine reached out and stroked it hard, but it was motionless and indifferent.
Surprise is accompanied by disappointment and doubt-you don't know why Peony refused and refused the honor and praise that should belong to it?
So the florist said, this Luoyang peony is really a hollow reputation; So Luoyang people shook their heads and said, in fact, Luoyang peony has never stood up like this year. It is too cold this spring. How can you blame the peony cold snap and then the cold snap? At that time, Emperor Wu Zetian ordered Baihua to send flowers overnight for her to visit the garden. Hundreds of flowers were awed by the imperial power and opened in succession, but peony refused to follow, preferring to send them to Luoyang. How can peony easily change her temper now?
So when you face the green peony garden, you can only try your best to imagine the space. Imagine its burning passion in sunshine and warmth; Imagine its splendor and magnificence in spring-when peony blooms, it is like a thawed river, and flowers bloom overnight, which is overwhelming and earth-shattering. So wanton, so magnificent, so magnificent, so powerful. It has accumulated the essence of a whole year, and in these short days, it has come out from its vigorous development. It's enough not to drive. If it opens, it will pour all its money. In the end, it will be a stunning dance, which is very beautiful.
You may have kissed those red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple petals in your dream, but at this moment, you must have created the first case in Weizi in your imagination, lotus smoke, velvet purple, Yao Huang ... Imagine the colorful auspicious clouds reflected by peony in the flowering period over Luoyang City; Imagine peony flowers trembling in the breeze and night dew; Imagine that trees and houses are dyed red with flowers; Imagine the grand occasion of "Flowers bloom and fall for 20 days, and the whole city is crazy" in Luoyang City, which lasted for more than/kloc-0.000 years. Imagine giving you a disappointing memory and giving you comfort and hope in the coming year. Peony has created mystery and perfection for itself-in the days without peony, you visited and peeped at peony's personality.
In fact, you don't like peony for a long time. Because it is always worshipped as wealth. Later, you witnessed a peony falling, and you believe that all people will be moved by it: a breeze in Xu Lai, the delicate peony suddenly fell down, and the gorgeous petals were scattered all over the floor. The petals are still bright when they fall to the ground, like the feathers of a big bird being offered to the altar and leaving with a heroic elegy. When the peony does not wither, it either shines on the branches or belongs to the soil. It spans withering and aging, dies from youth and disappears from beauty. Although it is beautiful, it does not spare life. Even if it says goodbye, it will leave a thrilling taste for the last time.
So in this cold April, miracles will not happen. Despite the disappointment and curses of tourists, peony is still calm. If you don't bow your head, you won't compromise and you won't be kitsch. It follows its own flowering law and has the right to choose an annual grand festival for itself. Why doesn't it refuse the cold? !
Flower watchers from all over the world are still pouring into Luoyang city. People will not reject the beauty of peony because of its rejection. If relegated to ten more times, maybe ten peony cities can be bred in Luoyang.
So you realize in silent regret that wealth and nobility are just a word difference. Flowers are as spiritual and tasteful as people. Taste is spirit, soul, bones and muscles, and charm. Only when you admire peony's outstanding posture, do you know how easily "taste" is ignored or ignored by the world.
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