Author: Haizi
I want to be a loyal son from afar
And temporary material lovers.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I have to follow the path of martyrs and clowns.
Everyone put out the fire together, and I held it high alone.
This fire is a big flower, which falls to the sacred motherland.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I spent the long nights of my life with this fire.
This fire is the language of the great motherland, and it is a Liangshan walled city built of stones.
Dream of Dunhuang-the skeleton that will be cold in July.
Such as snow-white firewood and hard snow strips across the mountain.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I threw myself into this fire, and these three just imprisoned me and spit out bright lights.
Ten thousand people are willing to build the language of the motherland through my knife.
I am willing to start from scratch.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I'd also like to sit at the bottom of the prison.
Of all God's creations, only I am the most perishable and die at an irresistible rate.
Only food is my treasure.
I held her tightly and held her to have a baby in my hometown.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I would also like to bury myself in the surrounding mountains and watch my quiet home.
Facing the river, I am infinitely ashamed.
I wasted my years and felt very tired.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Time flies, not a drop of water remains. A horse died.
If I am reborn on the shore of my motherland in a thousand years.
A thousand years later, I once again have rice fields in China and snow-capped mountains in the Zhou Dynasty.
Ma Tian qi ta
Like all poets who dream of horses.
I choose an eternal career.
My job is to be the life of the sun.
Throughout the ages-"Japan"-he is extremely brilliant.
Like all poets who dream of horses.
Finally, it was carried into the immortal sun by the gods at dusk.
The sun is my name.
The sun is my life.
The body of the poem is buried at the top of the sun-the Millennium Kingdom and me.
Riding a 5,000-year-old phoenix and a dragon called a horse-I will fail.
But poetry itself will win the sun.
2. Appreciate:
The first level (the first two sections) is the basic position of the poet. The poet pursues a lofty goal, "I want to be a loyal son in the distance"; In his life, because of his lofty beliefs, his daily life is barren, but he does not mean that "matter is short-lived, and it is not worthy of our diligent pursuit and careful consideration." Therefore, the poet said that he should only be a "material short-lived lover". The poet's role model is a proud child who rises in the body when human poetry is great, and a master of poetry who has a spiritual utopia. Like all poets who take dreams as horses, Haizi is not afraid to live in a depressed and misunderstood world. In the dark night of existence, in a "second-rate time", faith, purity, courage and love are all extinguished after candles illuminate the human spirit. Many poets use this as an excuse to write nihilistic and absurd poems, and many poems actually become things to defend nihilism and absurdity. However, Haizi disagreed. "Everyone should put out the fire, and I hold it high and let the fire bloom in the sacred motherland." Here, we have a new understanding of the spirit of poetry, and poetry has been greatly promoted and redeemed. It bears hell, high above. It must maintain its ideal temperament, freedom and dignity, and resist the spiritual decline. While realizing the salvation of soul, the poet also completed the sublimation of individual life: "With this fire, I can spend my life in the dark."
The second level (three or four verses) is the poet's understanding of language. Poets are people who deeply meditate on "language as the home of existence" (Heidegger's language). The poet is aware of the hidden situation of language, the possibility of clarification and promotion, and the realistic foundation of creating spiritual development by saving language. Therefore, understanding language is related to understanding survival and life. Here, Haizi wrote his deep attachment and conscious sense of belonging to the motherland culture, "Liangshan Zhaicheng/Dunhuang with the language and dreams of the motherland as the top". The language here is not only the original meaning. It also extends to the "background" of a broader ethnic and cultural atmosphere. These are the "language pedigrees" handed down from generation to generation in the poet's spirit. Haizi should carry them forward, "throw people into this fire", "be willing to start from scratch" and "build the language of the motherland". However, it is extremely difficult to reactivate the past tradition in an intellectual community in China, which is shrouded by a sense of "cultural failure", which not only tests the poet's understanding and creativity, but also tests his confidence and will. It is a dilemma of actively seeking and trying to survive in a predicament. So Haizi wrote, "These three lamps imprison me and spit out brilliant lights"? /I also want to sit at the bottom of the prison. "
The third level (verses 5-9) is the poet's lofty aspirations and premonition of the fate of suffering. Here, the poet emphasizes that he is the son of the earth, and he deeply bends down in the face of the dreamy motherland. People are the most perishable and "die at an irresistible speed", but the earth will last forever and will feed endless life. Poets no longer lament the passage of life. He thought with relief that he would return to his warm mother after his death and "bury himself in the surrounding mountains/watch the quiet home". However, there is also anxiety in relief. This kind of "anxiety" refers to the poet's feeling that his poem is difficult to fulfill his ambition of "this fire is great" and he is ashamed of the mountains and rivers of his old country and the great workers. "I am infinitely ashamed to face the river/I am tired of wasting my life." This sense of shame is noble and simple, which all great poets have experienced. They are no longer self-centered and arrogant above everything, but understand the critical line between eternity and brevity, and between mission and destiny. Next, poetry continues to unfold in this "uneasiness". "Idle away my life", but I didn't write a poem commensurate with my ambition. "I am infinitely ashamed to face the river." But when people die, ambition will not disappear. Therefore, the poet imagined his "rebirth". This kind of "rebirth" is not out of nostalgia for earthly life, but just to continue writing unfinished grand poems. "If I am reborn on the bank of my motherland after a thousand years", "I choose an eternal career". This "eternal cause" is still writing "a great poem that combines nation and mankind, poetry and truth!" As far as Haizi is concerned, this great poem is the sun (Haizi's Sun was not finished, but he wrote seven poems before his death, namely Sun, Broken Head, Sun, Land, Sun, You are my father's good daughter, Sun and Sun. He originally regarded it as a grand ideal that he had worked hard for half his life. 1987, he has reached the peak of his creation. In the next two years, he made continuous progress. As we said just now, the motherland (or the dream is a horse) is like a prophetic poem or epitaph, and he tragically predicted his own destiny. Haizi passed away in 1989, leaving us with this incomplete seven books of the sun. In a sense, this great poem is still "finished", and the poet completed it with life as the last revelation. Therefore, the prophecy also shows its brilliant side: "The sun is my name/the sun is my life/the body of poetry buried at the top of the sun-the withered year and my kingdom/the phoenix riding for 5,000 years and a dragon named' Ma'", and the poet's spiritual breath spreads, calling and inspiring the living China poets. Life is fleeting, "I will fail"-"But poetry itself will win with the sun!"