1. The most famous modern poet in China and his brief introduction?

Homesickness (Yu Guangzhong) When I was a child, homesickness was a small stamp. When my mother grew up there, homesickness was a narrow ticket. I'm here and the bride is there. Homesickness is a short grave. I'm outside and my mother is inside. Homesickness is now a shallow strait. I recommend Shu Ting in this continent and there. Her poems and essays are extremely beautiful and light, and they feel like moonlight. "Four-person Tour" is in the south, and summer night is a kind of green jasmine tea. Pour it slowly, savor it carefully, and it is fragrant and deep. Acacia becomes a flower, and the leaves are covered with deep wind like a fork. I will send it to the alley and complete a quartet with a long arpeggio. This night will become a galaxy where constellations converge into memories. In the dead of night, tears will be drowned in the eyes of foreign countries yearning for it. Sad woofers accompany you all your life 1984 May recommend a poem by Shu Ting, "The Time of Early Autumn". People who smell autumn for the first time in the south don't know if the leaves are shocked. Pigeons occupy the meat market, and the geese in the sky moan or line up in seven rows or quatrains. Only in ancient books, chrysanthemum and butterfly grass are sold at the same time. The seasonal expressions reproduced in the greenhouse are confusing enough. Maybe it is noon, maybe it is dawn. Maybe when you find that the cicada has completely retreated, the trees are frozen in their own secrets. Listen to the figure of that woman, she is combing her steps along the deep alley. Some people are lonely because the sun suddenly looks dim. After a summer of tempering, my mood is still unclear, but the sand is also sharp, like a sharp knife. Others dare not stab themselves in the handle. The face is full of ancient temples. I don't need to check the calendar. Eight years ago, I was in beginning of autumn, 65438+September 5, 0990.