Hungry and thirsty for thousands of miles, the northern coast, a long-awaited poet, drinking the sea breeze and reading the sea.
Reading the blue of the sea, endless colors overflow the sea in my heart. From the deepest shock in my heart, there is a throb from the poet's chest and a surge from the poet. Joy and surprise roll in the chest, surging and passion flow in the heart, poets want to sing, sing the vast history of the sea, poets want to dance, dance the pure blue waves of the sea.
This is Mr. Liu Zaifu's Reading the Sea. Many people praise him for reading the sea well, so I love him alone. Open your heart to the vastness, and there are lofty sentiments between the lines, which is the biggest impact left by this prose poem.
The sea, an ancient book, recorded the connotation of one billion years. The huge volume across the world spread out in front of the poet, who suddenly felt small, just like dust. Facing the vast sea, the poet can only marvel at "the epic of nature, in various forms"; Marvel Comics is in "endless blue and endless white".
The leisurely sea, "you can sing at any time, dance at any time, be silent at any time, and erupt at any time", is the temperament of the sea, which is completely recorded on waves, peaks and beaches. Even if the poet "has read many full moons and many absent moons", the waves remain the same, the sea breeze remains the same, and time is just a drop in the bucket of quicksand. In the face of such a magnificent sea, the poet can't help feeling that "your singing and sobbing, your pure feelings and arrogant eyes, your boldness and grace all make me strong and intense, and the night makes me hang my head."
From shallow sea to deep sea, from sea level to seabed, immortal classics wash the footprints of time, and great enlightenment awakens the poet's soul. The poet expects to sing with the sea, the sea in his heart and the sea in front of him, and expects the sea to "please be as affectionate as me, please linger on my shore, my beach and my rock corner forever". This is an expectation and an integration with in the heart of the sea.
This prose poem was written by the poet in the 1980s, and it is full of human desire and awakening in the late youth. So "the sea, I have come to see you many times. I see you, but you may not see me. I read your waves tirelessly, but you may not find my smoke waves, because my sea "even the sea I don't know and the boring sea I don't want to read can't attract your blue eyes, and I don't blame you." This is the poet's deep remorse and reflection on his past that has passed away but has gained nothing.
The rebirth after awakening delighted the poet, who shouted, "I have been reborn." I have my sea, my pulse and my breath. I already have the tenderness and rudeness of the sea, the anger and sadness of the sea, the charm and boldness of the sea. "The joy of regaining the soul of the sea is filled with the freedom and grandeur of Mercedes-Benz at the end of the article." Tonight, I reread the sea on the seawall touched by the stars and your majesty and charm with the eyes of resurrection, and I will have many new feelings. "These insights are given by the sea of time, and time has honed the enlightenment after awakening.
Finally, the poet ended with "I will not hesitate, as long as I am in front of you, I will not be empty, I will be endless blue, endless white …", which is the poet's voice.