The author, on the other hand, found another way to face the ancient history and grim reality of the motherland, constructed a series of flowing and dignified pictures, compared the motherland to a scarred mother with a slow and deep rhythm, poured out her inner pain with a childlike heart, and expressed her passion and determination to devote herself to the future of the motherland.
In the poet's mind, the motherland is no longer a huge and empty abstraction, but a collection of vicissitudes of the past, the reality of poverty and despair and the hope of crimson dawn. As the lyric subject, the poet is not only a simple individual who grew up in the embrace of the motherland, but also a unity of suffering and humiliation, breaking free from fetters and moving towards hope with the motherland.
In this poem, there is a poet's sadness about the tragic history and grim reality of the motherland; And the joy of getting rid of the suffering of the motherland and wanting to fly. It also expressed the poet's deep and warm love for the motherland. As a generation of young people who have experienced setbacks, the poet breathed the fate of the motherland and exchanged his own blood and sweat for the prosperity, glory and freedom of the motherland.
The whole poem is as follows:
I am an old waterwheel worn by your river,
Tired songs that have been spun for hundreds of years;
I am a miner's lamp blackened on your forehead,
When you grope in the tunnel of history.
I am the withered ear of rice, the disrepair roadbed;
This is a barge on the beach.
Draw the rope deep
Stuff it on your shoulder,
-the motherland!
I'm poor,
I am sad.
I am your ancestor.
Painful hope,
It's a flying sleeve.
Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years,
-the motherland!
I am your brand-new ideal,
Just broke free from the spider web of myth;
I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow;
I am your laughing vortex with tears hanging;
I am the newly painted white starting line;
This is crimson dawn.
It is sprayed;
-the motherland!
I'm one billionth of you,
Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters;
With your scarred breasts,
raise
Lost me, considerate me, boiling me;
And then from my flesh and blood
get
Your richness, your glory, your freedom;
-the motherland,
My dear motherland!
Extended data:
Motherland, My Dear Motherland is a lyric modern poem written by Shu Ting in 1979. This poem selects a set of images, describing the poverty in China in the past and the dreams and sufferings of the people for thousands of years. It also shows the exciting rise and rebirth of China, and profoundly expresses the poet's incomparable love, infinite expectation and dedication to the motherland.
The first two sections are gloomy and dignified, full of sorrow for the disaster history and severe reality of the motherland; The last two sections are fresh and lively, revealing the joy of the motherland to get rid of suffering and eager to fly; The whole poem combines a deep sense of history and a strong sense of the times, and it is full of passion and makes people feel sad to read.
Creative background:
Shu Ting grew up in the turmoil of China's ten-year catastrophe. After graduating from junior high school, she jumped the queue in the countryside and became a worker. In the chaotic era when the country was in chaos and the people were trapped, Shu Ting's inner confusion and pain can be imagined. How happy she was when the Gang of Four was crushed!
1978 12. China ushered in the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee, which is of great historical significance and opened a new historical period of reform and opening up. 1April, 979, the poet wrote this poem in his own unique lyrical way in the face of the situation that the motherland was free from suffering and eager to fly.
References:
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