Excerpts from Ai Qing's poems

Excerpts from Ai Qing's poems are as follows:

1, I have been to many places, and this city is the youngest. It's so beautiful that it makes people fall in love at first sight. It's not a mirage, nor is it Penglai fairyland. Everything in it is condensed by blood and sweat.

2, a wave, a wave, endless, every wave was smashed to pieces at its feet, scattered ... its face and body are like a knife, but it still stands there smiling, looking at the sea. ...

3. Even if we are candles, we should start to dry when the candles turn into gray tears. Even if we are just a game, we should shine once at the critical moment; Even if our bones rot after death, they will turn into phosphorus fire and burn in the wilderness.

4, saying that hometown is not hometown, the kitchen god is attached to the calf. The mountains and rivers of the motherland are lovely everywhere, because I love this land deeply.

5. Whose tears came back to my heart? Whose sweat fell into the river? This city is the youngest. It's beautiful. Wherever you go, you will find your hometown.

6. Personal pain and happiness must be integrated into the pain and happiness of the times.

7. In endless days, I stick to my dream and bright sunshine, just as I stick to the direction of travel.

8. People don't like lies, and no matter how pretentious and grandiose they are, they won't impress people. Everyone has a measure of language in his heart.

9. Some people are afraid of light, while others are full of hatred for light, because the acupuncture from light hurts their selfish eyes.

10, there is no eternal night on the earth and there is no eternal winter in the world.

1 1. Ask about civilized land, thawed rivers, swallows from the south, and gentle willows. ...

12, sometimes I light up independently, love silence at night, listen to the wind whistling outside and miss some travelers.

13, why do I often have tears in my eyes? Because I love this land deeply.

14, if I were a bird, I should also sing with a hoarse voice. An angry river is always surging in this land hit by storms.

15, a sailor said that his favorite was the white spray caused by anchoring.