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Now I put my poem
Wrapped tightly in this book
Send it to you like a cage full of birds.
Blue sky, endless places around the stars,
The space where my poems fly,
Be left outside.
Stars plucked from the center of the night,
Form a close connection
Maybe in the suburbs of heaven
Jewelry merchants sell them at high prices,
But the gods will miss it
That vague and extraordinary ethereal value.
Imagine a poem suddenly acting like a flying fish.
Flash the silence of time!
You don't want to catch it.
With a group of prisoners
Is it displayed in your glass jar?
In the long leisure time of the prince and grandson,
The poet is before his kind king every day.
Recite his poems,
At that time, there were no ghosts of publishing houses.
In the dark silence.
To discredit the carefree background of * * *,
Lived up in the uncoordinated natural accompaniment;
At that time, poetry had not been used.
Arranged in neat letters,
Let people swallow it silently.
Oh, the poem written for listening.
Under the owner's critical eyes,
Today is like a bunch of slaves.
Exiled into the gray darkness of unadjusted paper piles,
Those who have been kissed forever
But I got lost in the publisher's market.
Because now is a hopeless rush and crowded era.
Goddess of lyric poetry
When I walk into the heart of a sad singer
You must take the tram and bus.
I sigh, I hate not being born.
The Golden Age of Carlito Slope,
And you are-but what's the use of this random wish?
I was hopelessly born in this frenzied publishing age,-
A backward Carlito,
And you, my love, are very modern.
You are lounging in the easy chair.
Open my poem,
You never had a chance to half close your eyes.
Listen to the whisper of that syllable.
Finally, put it on your poet
The corolla of a rose.
The only reward you give
Only a few silver horns.
Pay at the University Square.
Booksellers on the bookstall.
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Come on, my friend, don't back down, go on.
On hard ground.
Don't collect dreams in the dark.
A storm is brewing in the sky,
Lightning struck our dreams.
Live an ordinary life.
The web of fantasy is torn,
Hiding in the stone wall.
News of my lover
Spread among the flowers in spring.
It reminds me of old songs.
My heart suddenly filled up.
The green leaves of longing.
My lover didn't come, but she stroked my hair and she
The sound came from the fragrant fields in April's crooning.
She stared at the sky,
But where are her eyes?
Her kiss was in the air,
But where are her lips?
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Calling for no results,
The heat of desire is completely empty.
The sun set in his resting place.
The forest is hazy and the sky is bright.
Look down and walk slowly towards the evening star.
Follow the last day
Deep in the breath of dusk
Full of parting thoughts.
I hold your hand,
With my eager eyes tightly
Grab your eyes;
Looking for the phone, where are you,
Where? Oh, where!
What are you hiding in your heart?
Eternal flame!
Like a dark night sky
Lonely stars
The light in the sky, in its endless
Mysteriously, trembling,
In your eyes, in the depths of your eyes.
A trembling and unrestrained mysterious light flashed.
I watched it silently,
I put my heart and soul into it
This bottomless desire:
Drowned himself.
Notes on Ordinary World
The author of Ordinary World is Lu Yao. Contemporary writers. Lu Yao's novels are mostly rural themes, but they are not limited to the description of rural life and the people and things that happen in the "cross zone" of the city. Especially focusing on the lives of young people, through the twists and turns of their love, it reflects the values of a generation of young people in their new life.
The time span of Ordinary World is from 1975 to 1985. It happened in a place called Shuangshui Village on the vast loess high slope. Basically, the whole novel is about the changes and people in Shuangshui Village. Great changes have taken place in China in the past ten years. Shuangshui Village and its people are the epitome of the people of China and China. During that period, the Cultural Revolution ended, and Deng Xiaoping came to power and brought about reform and opening up.
It included all aspects of social life at that time. Lu Yao wants to paint a grand social picture with realistic brushstrokes. In it, people from all walks of life, regardless of their personality, are lifelike. This is a very important point, because Lu Yao's exquisite novel skills and extremely serious writing attitude make this novel the best auxiliary teaching material in that period of history.
The greatest educational significance of this novel is its profound understanding of farmers. It may be difficult for young people in modern cities to really understand farmers. Farmers' life, farmers' ideas. The days that farmers once lived will not be cared about now or in the future. But indirect knowledge can also inspire and touch us. This is the ordinary world. The novel can profoundly reflect the life, joys and sorrows of farmers. After reading these novels, in a sense, we also experienced that era, sweating like rain in Tanaka. The practical significance of these books lies in the present situation of China, the continuation of history, the prospect of the future, and the self-improvement of our young people: the understanding of human nature, the understanding of China, and the understanding of the people who make up this land of life in China.
On the other hand, I like Lu Yao's starting point-the ordinary world. His world is ordinary, just one of tens of thousands of villages on the Loess Plateau. But Lu Yao saw the extraordinary of his hero in the ordinary. For example, Sun Shaoping, who received high school education, reached the level of ideological discussion with college students through self-study. The author endowed the role with various excellent qualities, including not setting the goal too high. In Lu Yao's world, there are ordinary people, because he described the goodness and beauty, ugliness and evil in human nature in these ordinary people. In his world, the greatest advantage of man is to realize that he is ordinary. This is best reflected in Sun Shaoping. When he got the opportunity to transfer the coal mine to the city, even if he chose the coal mine. This is not without his high consciousness, but his enthusiasm and attachment to the place where he worked. He chose the ordinary.
The person in front copied mine, give me extra points, mine is the most complete. (ˇ? ˇ) Think about it ~
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