1, Chrysanthemum indicum blooms
After the laughter passed away, the messy strings played wildly, and my heart fluctuated with your syllables.
When wild chrysanthemums are in full bloom, you bring your innocence and I bring my sincerity, and we meet to see the flowers.
We appreciate silently and walk silently.
My heart is like a flower, your face is like a flower, I am silent, and you are affectionate.
Then you leave silently, and I travel silently.
Today, the wild chrysanthemums are still brilliant, but the original teenagers are gone.
Appreciation: This poem describes that when autumn comes, the earth begins a new round of deep sleep, and all the flowers seem to be depressed at the same time, only the lively scene of wild chrysanthemums.
2. Go to chrysanthemum
I don't understand your intentions at this blooming time.
The first frost is coming. After the first frost, there will be ice and snow all the way.
Spring will come back, but can you wait?
Don't think I am utilitarian. This seems to be a perfect process.
I can't think of anyone but you.
Who else blooms in this season? This is an elusive chrysanthemum.
Appreciation: This poem describes chrysanthemum's longing and self-satisfaction while waiting for spring.
3. The troubles of orchids
In the mountains thousands of miles away, the purple or blue mood, in the spring after the new rain, in the autumn after the leisure, or open or wither.
As a gentleman, it is not an easy task to walk in the rivers and lakes. The season is there, and it's none of our business to open it or not. We must obey the temperature and season.
Appreciation: This poem describes the characteristics of orchids as modest gentlemen, and the noble sentiment of orchids gentlemen who don't earn money for nothing.
4. Education and Industrial Mathematics (short for Mathematics in Education and Industry)
Accustomed to cleanliness, it is destined to open in this season.
I didn't mean to take it personally. Si Nuo and I are strangers. Speaking of him, he is Yu's own brother. In terms of seniority, I should be Si Nuo's own brother.
A proud snow is open, absolutely nonsense, stepping on the snow in Xun Mei is creating contradictions, which has nothing to do with so-called poets like me.
Walking in the snow is their business, who knows who to look for.
Appreciation: This poem describes plum blossoms blooming alone in the proud snow, enjoying themselves, not competing with other flowers, and being aloof from things.
5. Singing of flowers
I am a word, and nature spits me out and takes me back and hides me in her ventricle.
I am a star, falling from the blue sky to the green carpet.
I am the daughter of the earth. I was conceived in winter, born in spring, raised in summer and urged to sleep in autumn.
I am a gift between friends, a crown on the bride's head, and a gift from the living to the dead.
In the morning, I join hands with the breeze to announce the arrival of light; At dusk, I bid farewell to it with the birds.
On the grassland, I danced and dressed up for her; In the air, I sigh and breathe, making her fragrant. I was drunk and lying on the ground, and the night blinked countless eyes at me; I attract the daytime so that he can see the world with his eyes.
I sip dew dew, listen to birds singing and dance with grass. I will always look up at the sky, not to see my fantasy, but to see the light.
Appreciation: the poet used anthropomorphic writing techniques to write the voice of flowers in the first person "I"; In the first three paragraphs, "I" compared myself to "a word in the heart of the earth", "a star falling on the grass" and "the daughter of the earth" respectively. On the surface, this article is about flowers. In fact, the author is lyrical by borrowing things. The author is integrated with flowers, and the lines between them are full of appreciation and praise for flowers, which implies the author's desire and pursuit of beauty and light.
Extended data:
Modern poetry is free in form and rich in connotation, and image management is more important than rhetoric application. Compared with ancient poetry, although they all feel things and reflect the soul, they completely break through the characteristics of ancient poetry, which are "gentle and sincere, with no complaints", and emphasize more on free and open, straightforward statements and intangible communication between reason and reason.
The mainstream of modern poetry is free verse. Free verse is the product of the May 4th New Culture Movement, which adopts vernacular in form, breaking the shackles of old-style poetry, and mainly reflects new life and expresses new ideas in content.