peony
Green flames are swaying on the grass,
He longs to hug you, flower.
Against the background of the earth, flowers bloom,
When the warm wind blows trouble or joy.
If you are awake, open the window,
Look at how beautiful this garden full of desire is.
Under the blue sky, fascinated by eternal mystery.
It's our 20-year-old closed body,
Like the song of a bird made of clay,
You're angry, but you have nowhere to go.
Oh, light, shadow, sound and color are all naked,
Pain, waiting for a new combination.
In Mu Dan's Spring, we read a different "spring": it is awakening, the first birth and rebirth, but it is also the temptation of desire and addiction; It is the joy of flying songs, but also the stagnant soil and closed body; It is burning, dispersion, resistance, and a new combination and new rebirth after being dispersed. It is the natural spring, the youth of life, the budding of the poet's spring heart and the poetic generate, and the fusion of dawn, early spring and twenty-year-old youth. They are like the nakedness of light, shadow, sound and color and the ripples of senses and thoughts, and their new combination will be more beautiful and charming.
This poem shows "three beauties". Dynamic beauty: words such as flame, swaying, longing and hugging show the vitality of spring; Static beauty: green, earth, grass, flowers and other words are the eternal characteristics of spring; The beauty of opposition: the opposition between "awakening" and "confusion" is the opposition between the restless desire of adolescence and the contemplative image of the poet. These constitute the lyric tone of poetry, which is profound, solid and full of modernity. At the same time, the poet expresses his fascination and expectation for a new life and his strong impulse-waking up/intoxicated, stagnation/flying, laying a foundation/getting rid of it-through vivid images related to "spring" (green/flame, embrace/resistance, land/flowers).
Spring is beautiful, but it is fleeting. In the face of beauty, life will be shorter. The only thing is to grow up in infatuation and see the hope of having a beautiful youth in expectation!
Aroma wine
Lan Shu
Thirty years ago.
You look at me from the top of the willow tree
I am young.
Niyuan
People are also round.
Thirty years later.
I look at you from the top of the coconut tree.
You are a glass of country wine.
You are a man.
Homesickness is also full.
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This is a colorful, light and heavy modern poem. Say it's faint, faint poetic, faint wine fragrance, faint moonlight; It is said to be strong, strong in poetry, strong in acacia, and strong in homesickness. This cup of "country wine" is really sweet and bitter when tasted carefully, and it wakes up when drunk.
The layout of poetry ranks is the development and innovation of Song poetry, which is symmetrical, even, simple and pure. I naturally thought of "Health Mistakes": "Last year's Lantern Festival, the flower market was lit like a day, and the willow shoots were on the moon, and people made an appointment after dusk. On the first night of this year, the moonlight was still there. I didn't see people last year, and Man Chun's shirt sleeves were in tears. " "National wine" is the national sentiment of contemporary people, which draws the essence from the excellent heritage of national culture and is brewed with traditional aesthetic forms. This kind of time jump, space distance jump, and the change of the position of "you" and "I", although the words are different, can change the scene and mood. Their feelings changed from sweet to bitter, their thoughts woke up from drunkenness, and the land left their hometown, resulting in deep acacia and infinite homesickness.
homesickness
Xi Murong
The song of my hometown is a flute in Qingyuan.
It always rings with the moon at night.
The face of my hometown is a vague disappointment.
Like waves in the fog
After parting
Homesickness is a tree without rings.
Never grow old.
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The attachment to one's homeland can be said to be a constant and eternal emotion of human beings. Wanderers, drifters and vagrants who are far away from home hope to return to their roots even when they are very old.
Xi Murong summed up this homesickness with a short poem with seven lines and three sections: the first section is about the freshness of the local accent, and the flute "always rings on a moonlit night". Imagine how many nights there is no moonlight all year round, which vaguely means that travelers always miss home. The second section is about homesickness, and I miss my hometown more and more. Over time, the corridors in my hometown were all collapsed, leaving only a vague sadness, such as parting in the fog, as thick as blood but separated by a misty cloud. It is vivid and natural to describe the vague and melancholy impression of hometown with the wave of parting in the fog, and to describe the abstract subjective feeling with a tangible concrete. The third layer writes about the eternity of homesickness. It is a transition from the lingering local accent and homesickness on the upper two floors, and its form is very novel. The gradual shift of levels makes the theme from vague to vivid. The poet expressed deep ocean-like sadness, nostalgia and disappointment with the image metaphor of a tree without wheels living forever in the hearts of vagrants.
The fusion of emotional expression and image choice makes the whole poem far-reaching in artistic conception. Appropriate natural metaphors and concise and beautiful language give the whole poem an idyllic artistic conception. (Wang Xiaowei)