Appreciation of Wei Erlun's love poem Sentimental Dialogue

Appreciation of Wei Erlun's love poem Sentimental Dialogue

Wei Erlun [French]

In the old park, it is frozen and barren.

Just past double digits.

My eyes are dead, my lips are loose,

No one can hear their conversation clearly.

In the old park, it is frozen and barren.

Two ghosts mentioned an old relationship.

"Do you remember our previous ecstasy?"

"Why should I recall the past?"

"when I heard my name, I still felt uneasy?

You always dream about me when you sleep? ""No."

"ah! Happy days,

How delicious our kiss is! ""maybe. "

"What a beautiful day! What high hopes! "

"Hope has long since vanished into the darkness."

They wandered in the weeds,

Their conversation can only be heard at night.

(Translated by Bian Zhilin)

The theme of Wei Erlun's late poems is often the pain of struggling in decadence. Sentimental dialogue is a gray elegy about love composed by souls who have fallen into hell. The artistic conception in the poem is like a topic, with lead-like sadness.

In the ancient park, it's frozen and deserted,/two figures have just passed by. When this poem is written together, it lays a gray background for the whole poem: the ancient park and the frozen and desolate desert. In this frozen and cold place, the poet gloomily embellishes the shadows of two wanderers-two ghosts. Only these two strokes reveal a bleak picture, and a tragic love story comes from hell. The two ghosts "have dull eyes and loose lips,/no one can hear their conversation clearly." This poem was written by the poet in a cold way, and the faces of both ghosts were marked with heavy death marks: the eyes that had been affectionate for a long time now smell of death; The lips kissed the day before lost the vitality of life and the fullness of youth, and loosely declared decadence; They are talking, but no one can hear them clearly. This is a lonely atmosphere, with only one ghost accompanying the other. It was in this unforgettable scene that two ghosts revived their old feelings and started a "sentimental conversation". "Remember our ecstasy?" /'Why should I recall the past?' "Two ghosts, one is trying to seek a little enthusiasm in the madness of former love, the other is completely lost, and it looks like qi deficiency and blood deficiency." I'm still uneasy when I hear my name./I always dream about me in my sleep?' No. "One is still thinking about the anxiety of his first love in the past, the ecstasy of love, and the * * * of youth. A life is silent, * * * is lost, the impulse is withered, and a cold" no "is spit out, which makes people feel cold in the love that the poet once experienced." Ah! Happy day,/how delicious our kiss is! Maybe it is. One is still indulging in the tenderness of love in the past, while the other is still an indifferent absence. No wonder the previous one exhaled "ah!" This long sigh is more like a heavy sigh: the past is still there, and people are different! Why, why does a passionate love end like this, and why does a restless life fall into the mire of decadence? The last conversation between the two ghosts revealed one thing or two: "How beautiful the sky was at that time and how high the hope was!" /'Hope has long disappeared in the darkness' "All the inner pains of the mind lie in broken hopes. The sentence "Hope has disappeared in the darkness" implies that this was once a soul with high hopes and passionate pursuit. Ruthless social reality constantly tortured and destroyed him, making him exhausted, and a passionate heart was eventually dismembered and ground by despair. Therefore, in a "sentimental dialogue", no matter how beautiful the memories of this broken heart are, there is no way for him to reunite his enthusiasm. His tone is full of despair from hell and indifference born of despair from beginning to end. All happiness, all beauty, all happiness, all * * * come from the "dark sky" of life reality, so "they just walk in the weeds,/and they can only hear their conversation at night. "After struggling, they are finally tired, tired, tired, and then they live in the wasteland of consciousness, lonely and lonely, surrounded by a big black nothingness of" only night ",sensing the whispers of their souls and the words of desperate love.

A love poem, written so coldly. The love heroes in the poem are actually a pair of ghosts. However, through these two ethereal shadows, we can clearly see the human voice. This kind of "sentimental dialogue" from hell is actually the voice of the world conveyed by ghosts, and it is the heart sound of desperate and decadent people superimposed by cold and dark reality like night. The dialogue between the two sides is essentially the exposure of contradictions within the poet. There are two voices in the poet's mind. One voice shows that part of his soul is still nostalgic for the past, and the other voice shows that reality has exhausted the human soul, longing to live in death, and constantly emitting decadent bitterness. The beautiful memories and hopelessness of this world constitute a painful crack in the survival of the soul.

The artistic conception of poetry is undoubtedly sentimental, which is dissolved in the artistic conception of music. Reading such a poem, there is no need to delve into its clear "ideological content" and "practical significance". Wei Erlun doesn't describe reality concretely and truly. He only provides you with the melody of music. As long as you listen with your heart's ears, you will feel the sad heartbeat rhythm of those who have lost their enthusiasm. He only paints landscapes for you. As long as you look at them with your mind's eyes, you will capture the exhaustion of your mind and even the painful process of your heart being broken. He provided you with "eyes behind the veil". You just need to visit with an alert heart, and you will see deep despair and sadness in those eyes. Wei Erlun's poetry is music and painting, and it is a combination of clarity and obscurity.

This poem is said with symbolic images. The whole story is an illusion. Ancient parks, wandering ghosts, hell nights, mysterious and wandering ghost conversations, etc. It's all an illusion. However, what is falsehood has a strong sense of picture because of the arrangement and combination of symbolic images, in which the daubing of cold colors corresponds to the poet's bleak and hopeless mind, which makes this poem have intriguing tension in meaning.