In the author's mind, reading and reciting poems happily in childhood, feeling the sentimental charm of poems in girlhood and getting inspiration from soul and wisdom are all wonderful times.
When I was a child, I didn't have TV and video games, and I rarely watched movies. My game is Tang poetry.
My mother didn't know where to find a shabby "300 Tang Poems" and taught me and my four-and-a-half-year-old brother to recite it. This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken? This is the first poem in my life. I can't read. When my mother reads a sentence, she follows it. She is like a pile of wood, piling up a poem completely in her little head. It is these twenty words that I can't understand that knock on the poetic door of birds and flowers.
Those two or three years were also my mother's rare housewife career. I still clearly remember that when I recited the poem, my mother was kneading dough in the kitchen and kneading it into a string of clever dough dolls, rabbit buns stuffed with bean paste; Small fish buns stuffed with sesame seeds, as well as birds and flowers, all kinds of them were put into the steamer. Just as we were reciting a poem of five elements or seven verses, the bulging steamed bread was steamed. If you can recite poems accurately, you will be rewarded with a rabbit bag or a fish bag. Holding a hot steamed stuffed bun in his hand, staring at something else, I wish I could recite more poems.
After dinner, my parents took my brother and me by the hand and went out for a walk. We recited the poems we learned by heart during the day to our father. But you expanded your vision by 300 miles, and bang, I kicked a stone in the distance. Go up a flight of stairs, catch up, kick further, happily, bang!
I often stop when I meet strangers, because the two children recite poems with loud children's voices. After listening, I saw the surprise and admiration in their eyes. My brother and I seemed to wear the most gorgeous clothes.
When I was a girl, I bought my first anthology, Selected Poems of Li San, at a book fair held by an international school that had not been demolished at that time. I chose Li Bai, Li Houzhu and Li Qingzhao. It is stipulated that I must recite one word every day. The unity of these three poets' anthologies is sentimental, which makes me sad and addicted to tears and self-pity.
7. A classmate is cheerful all day, like a ginkgo tree in the sun, with a loud crash and a gust of wind flashing with tiny laughter. She was surprised to notice that I was lonely, so once on my birthday, she copied a poem for me on the card:
There are flowers in spring, months in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter;
If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth.
What about the sadness here? Regret? What about sentimentality? Why not miss friends far away? Or reminisce about the past Why is there no helplessness in getting old? Why didn't I give it without a sigh? Why, after reading this poem, I have a lot of pleasant feelings about life, which makes me want to go out for a walk, feel romantic all year round, and feel that living is a kind of happiness.
From then on, I realized that the world of poetry is so vast, not just sentimental.
Attending I never have a motto. When I am in trouble or trouble, I don't ask God for advice. I am used to reading poetry. Those poets always use their life stories to inspire us without hesitation.
⑾ "I will go to the water to stop my path, and then sit and watch Yun Qi", which is noisy and prosperous, and the past is like water. Wang Wei always gives us a dull and distant Zen. There is no despair at the end of one's tether, because that is the beginning of new hope.
⑿ Su Shi's "misty rain is coming, the wind is full of buildings" and "rain or shine" are widely praised. He has experienced hardships all his life, but the broad-minded attitude towards life beyond things contained in his poems is admirable.
[13] Tao Yuanming lived a leisurely and indifferent life away from the hubbub. He gave up worldly fame and fortune, but gained inner peace ...
14. These poems not only bring us sentimental feelings, but also enlighten our hearts and wisdom. We must have a poem, or several poems, to put in the bag of life to resist the bumps and even disasters that may be encountered in life.
⒂ I often think of childhood scenes, kicking stones with poems on my back and running happily in the dark.
Let's read a poem, kick away our frustrations and troubles, and give ourselves a good time to enjoy flowers, birds, fish and insects.