Appreciation of Mu Dandong's Poems

1. Did you enjoy Mu Dan's Winter? I like the short days of the sun.

Finish your favorite work quietly by the window;

It was only four o'clock in the afternoon, cold and yellow.

I want to irrigate my heart with a glass of wine.

How quickly, life has reached the severe winter.

I love the hay on the hillside and the dead vilen.

Mourning the buried hot year alone,

Watching the frozen river flow under the ice,

Not only did you whisper something, but you couldn't hear it.

Ah, life also beats in the severe winter.

I like sitting around a warm fire on winter nights.

Talking to two or three former friends,

Listening to the north wind rustling the doors and windows,

We recall the happy and carefree days in the past.

The joy of life is also in the severe winter.

I like sleepless nights with snowflakes flying.

Cherish the dead or surviving relatives,

When the vast white snow covers the forgotten world,

I want to let the flood of feelings overflow my heart,

To warm the winter of life.

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Cold, cold, try to tie your hands and feet,

The gurgling river froze its mouth,

Cicada and frog are silent in midsummer,

The earth has been written off, and there is laughter.

Be careful, be careful, let life be frustrated,

Where are the flowers? What about green? Blood blocks desire,

After several days of frustration and indecision,

Only the faint sunlight leaked from the dead branches.

Strange! Spring is so hidden,

There's no news anywhere. I'm afraid Zheng will come out.

Young souls are wrapped in the hard shell of old age,

As if we were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets.

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You may have stopped giving love,

Don't give up halfway,

Looking out the window, the weather is so cold,

Because winter is the executioner of feelings.

You take out summer presents,

Whether it's honey, fruit or wine,

Then sit in front of the stove and taste slowly.

Because winter weakens the soul.

Your novel is lying in bed,

Traveling in another fantasy world,

It makes you sigh or yearn,

Because winter has blocked your door.

You must have a rest after a hard day's work.

Listen, trees and grass stones are roaring,

Although you sleep, you can't dream.

Because winter is the executioner of good dreams.

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In the hut next to the stable,

The wind rustled enough paper,

A few muddy feet came in with snow,

Let the horse eat and the car rest.

Sit around the fire,

Some people are adding firewood, others are drying,

Some people use his stubby fingers.

Pour cut tobacco into paper and roll it into cigarettes.

A pot of water boiled and white fog filled it.

Filled in a smoky hut,

Eat, hum and talk.

Boring things in Master Yuan.

The north wind calls them on the wire,

Vilen has a long way to go,

Several warm bodies walked out of the house,

The cold air coming from the head.

2. The appreciation style of Baima Lake's winter sentences left an unforgettable deep impression on the author-Xia Gaizun (1886- 1946), formerly known as Zhu Xia, whose real name was Mianmian, whose real name was Min 'an, from Shangyu, Zhejiang.

Modern famous writer and educator. 1902 went to Shanghai Institute of Chinese and Western Studies. Because I couldn't afford the tuition, I went home for self-study a year later, and began to get in touch with new ideas from the theory of evolution and Xinmin Cong Bao.

/kloc-entered Shaoxing school in 0/903 and dropped out of school after only half a year at home. He taught in a private school and taught himself. In 0905, he went to B to attend Tokyo Higher Technical School. Due to lack of funds, he also dropped out of school and returned to China two years later. Since 1908, he has taught in Zhejiang First Normal University and Changsha Hunan Normal University.

192 1 returned to his hometown of Baima Lake in Shangyu and taught in chunhui middle school. Several bungalows have been built there.

/kloc-go to Shanghai to teach after 0/925. "Four.

After the "December 12th" counter-revolutionary incident, he was indignant, resigned from his teaching post and devoted himself to editing and writing. 1930, editor-in-chief of Ming Kai Bookstore, editor-in-chief of middle school students. His main works include Writing Practice (in cooperation with Liu Xunyu), Wen Xin (in cooperation with Ye Shengtao), Pingwu Essays, Love Education, etc. Most of his essays are essays and essays, as well as essays about people, notes, landscapes and things.

Lu Xun's Miscellaneous Notes, Weng, Cat, Winter in Baima Lake and Steel Rockery are his representative works. In my career of more than forty years, the deepest feeling about winter was when I moved to Baima Lake ten years ago.

Chunhui middle school stands on the other side of the lake, and there are several small bungalows at the foot of the mountain, where Liu Xinru and I live. Moving from Hangzhou to Shan Ye is like joining the polar region.

The wind there left an unforgettable deep impression on the author —— Xia Gaizun (1886-1946), formerly known as Zhu Xia, nicknamed Mianmian, from Shangyu, Zhejiang.

Modern famous writer and educator. 1902 went to Shanghai Institute of Chinese and Western Studies. Because I couldn't afford the tuition, I went home for self-study a year later, and began to get in touch with new ideas from the theory of evolution and Xinmin Cong Bao.

/kloc-entered Shaoxing school in 0/903 and dropped out of school after only half a year at home. He taught in a private school and taught himself. In 0905, he went to B to attend Tokyo Higher Technical School. Due to lack of funds, he also dropped out of school and returned to China two years later. Since 1908, he has taught in Zhejiang First Normal University and Changsha Hunan Normal University.

192 1 returned to his hometown of Baima Lake in Shangyu and taught in chunhui middle school. Several bungalows have been built there.

/kloc-go to Shanghai to teach after 0/925. "Four.

After the "December 12th" counter-revolutionary incident, he was indignant, resigned from his teaching post and devoted himself to editing and writing. 1930, editor-in-chief of Ming Kai Bookstore, editor-in-chief of middle school students. His main works include Writing Practice (in cooperation with Liu Xunyu), Wen Xin (in cooperation with Ye Shengtao), Pingwu Essays, Love Education, etc. Most of his essays are essays and essays, as well as essays about people, notes, landscapes and things.

Lu Xun's Miscellaneous Notes, Weng, Cat, Winter in Baima Lake and Steel Rockery are his representative works. In my career of more than forty years, the deepest feeling about winter was when I moved to Baima Lake ten years ago.

Chunhui middle school stands on the other side of the lake, and there are several small bungalows at the foot of the mountain, where Liu Xinru and I live. Moving from Hangzhou to Shan Ye is like joining the polar region.

The wind there is almost daily, roaring like a tiger. Although the house is newly built, the structure is extremely rough, and the wind blows in through the cracks in the doors and windows, which is particularly sharp. The gap between the door and the window is made of thick paper, but it still permeates the rafters.

When it is windy, the door is closed before dark. After dinner, the whole family sleeps under the covers, listening to the roar of the cold wind and the surging of the lake. The small back porch on the hill is my study, which is the least windy room in the whole house. I often wear my Luo Song hat low on my head and work late into the night under foreign lights.

Song Tao roars like a roar, frosty moon acts as a window, and hungry rats squeak about on the dust-bearing floor. At this time, I feel bleak and poetic, and often fiddle with the ashes alone and refuse to sleep. People who paint themselves in landscape paintings make all kinds of wonderful reverie.

On snowy days, it is very bright indoors and outdoors, so you can turn off the lights at night. There is snow in the distant mountains, which is enough for half a month. Almost all the winter feelings I experienced there came from the wind.

It can be said that the wind in Baima Lake is due to geographical reasons. There are mountains around the lake, but there is a gap one and a half miles wide at the north end, as if deliberately opening a bag to face the wind. The wind in Baima Lake is getting stronger and stronger, which is very special.

Now, my family has been living in Shanghai for many days. When I hear the wind at night, I always mention Baima Lake. "I don't know how hard it is blowing tonight!" Famous sayings: At first, Songtao roared, the frosty moon acted as a window, and hungry mice squeaked on the dust-bearing floor. At this time, I am deeply interested in bleak poems, and often fiddle with the ashes alone and refuse to sleep. In the coldest days, the mud looks as white as cement, the mountains are purple with cold, and the lake waves are dark blue.

Winter in Baima Lake is selected from Pingzhai Essays (Ming Kai Bookstore 1935 Edition). "Bungalow" is the name of Xia Gaizun's former residence in Baima Lake.

It faces the famous Shangyu chunhui middle school across the lake. It's just a few brick bungalows with clear water in front and beautiful scenery behind. However, as written in the works, it is a "desolate Shan Ye". He moved here "as if immersed in the polar zone" and the building structure was "extremely rough".

Because of this, there will be the content of Winter Wind. The success of this article lies not only in writing "wind" to express its "winter", but also in the fact that the whole article is full of a deep and provocative emotion.

Wind plays an important role in the feeling of winter. In a sense, winter is reflected by "wind".

However, the wind is invisible, colorless and shadowless. To write it, we must express it with the help of movement, change and human feelings. Xia Gaizun described the winter wind in Baima Lake, "almost every day, roaring like a tiger".

This shows how great it is, which of course disturbs people and even changes their lives. And through the "gap between doors and windows, especially sharp" to write; Especially when it is "blowing badly" and "the house is not closed at night", the family will go to bed after dinner and "listen to the cold wind".

It also said that if the sun is shining. In "Sunbathing in the Courtroom", "Suddenly the cold wind came and I had to flee", and I fled into the house and closed the door. As for the big cold wind, it whistled all day and stopped after two or three days.

In such windy, windy, windy and cold places,

3. Get high marks and extract the summary of the article with winter as the topic to experience the hope of winter. What hangs high in the sky is loneliness, and the silent winter that falls on the earth is covered with catkins of a mountain, bringing bleak north wind. There is a good saying: "The years are like running water, and the sun and the moon are like a shuttle."

Winter! Should I hate your early birth or the late arrival of spring? The process of growing up is bitter, but we really don't need to be afraid, because behind every sadness, there is joy of growing up, just like the frost and snow of pine and cypress, and spring is always accompanied by severe winter. -winter 1 I love to finish my favorite work quietly in front of the window in the weak sunshine in a short time. It's only four o'clock in the afternoon. It's cold and yellow. I want to irrigate my heart with a glass of wine.

How quickly, life has reached the severe winter. I love vilen on the hillside of hay, mourning the buried hot year alone, watching the frozen river still flowing under the ice, not only whispering something, but not hearing it.

Ah, life also beats in the severe winter. I like sitting around the warm fire in winter nights, chatting with two or three former friends, listening to the north wind rustling the doors and windows, and at the same time recalling the happy and carefree days in the past.

The joy of life is also in the severe winter. I like to remember my dead or surviving relatives on sleepless nights with heavy snow. When the vast snow has laid a forgotten world, I hope that the flood of emotions will overflow my heart and warm the harsh winter of life.

2 cold, cold, try to bind your hands and feet, the gurgling river freezes its mouth, the cicada croakes and frogs croak silently in midsummer, and the earth can't erase its laughter. Be careful, be careful, let life be frustrated, where are the flowers? What about green? Blood blocked the desire, and after a few days of haze and hesitation, a faint sunshine leaked from the dead branches.

Strange! Spring is so deep that there is no news anywhere, and everyone is afraid of Zheng's appearance. Young souls are wrapped in the hard shell of old age, as if we were wearing thick cotton-padded jackets. You have probably stopped giving love, stopped writing letters and looked out of the window. The weather is so bleak because winter is the executioner of feelings.

You take out summer gifts, whether honey, fruit or wine, and then sit in front of the stove and taste slowly, because winter has made your heart thin. Your novel lies in bed and travels in another fantasy world. It makes you sigh or yearn, because winter closes your door.

After a tiring day, you must rest and listen to the roar of trees, grass and stones. Although you sleep, you can't dream because winter is the executioner of good dreams. In the hut next to the stable, the wind rustled enough paper, and a few mud feet came in with snow for the horse to eat, and the car rested in the wind.

Sit around the fire, some add firewood, some are drying, and some use his stubby fingers to pour tobacco into paper and roll it into cigarettes. A pot of water boiled, and white fog filled the smoky hut, eating, humming and saying boring things on the boring vilen.

The north wind beckoned to them on the wires, and the road in Yuan Ye was endless. Some warm bodies walked out of the house and plunged into the cold air. The natural image in Mu Dan's poems is not a description of the natural scenery in a specific time and space, nor is it a description of the emotions and contradictions in the main body in the seasonal atmosphere like some of his early works, but an abstract and generalized description, conveying a kind of ideological philosophy in the overall symbol. This abstract expression is especially manifested in the excavation of the seasonal characteristics of nature and its symbolic significance. 1May, June and September of 976 and1February of 976, Mu Dan wrote a group of poems with the theme of spring, summer, autumn and winter (their writing time happened to be distributed in the four seasons, which can be regarded as the lowest level of "realism"), and the poets developed their own images with the natural seasons as the concrete background.

In particular, the poem "Winter" tells the last poem of Mu Dan before his death, and also condenses and summarizes the poet's feelings and thoughts on life in his later years. In the cold winter in the north, he experienced mental and physical pain [17]. The poet repeatedly chanted: "Life is a severe winter" [18], and the cold made his mind thin. Only work can resist its invasion. In the last section, there is a simple and shocking power. In an unpretentious style, the poet imagined a group of rough travelers in the wilderness on a winter night. After a short rest in a simple earthen house, they entered the cold night and began a long journey. On the broad background of Boring Things in Yuan Ye, these rugged figures are amazing, which shows that in life, someone once said, "The flock is busy. What's the point of flying? How many people know the true meaning of life? " I wonder if he has found the real answer. But I believe that the true meaning of life lies in nature, and the meaning of life lies in the four seasons. Let me raise the sails of the four seasons and sail for a promising tomorrow.

4. Appreciation of Mu Dan's poem "Spring"

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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 are ignited, curled up, curled up, but there is nowhere to turn.

Oh, light, shadow, sound and color are all naked,

Pain, waiting for a new combination.

Spring is a subject that has been written too much by Chinese and foreign poets. When people think of this place, they will naturally think of a series of related words and images. Then, how to write a new and strongly felt "Song of Spring" with old imagination? New ways of feeling, new poetic ideas and new discourse power are all necessary.

Mu Dan is a representative of the "Nine Leaves School" poets in the 1940s, and also a very successful one among modern poets. His works are praised as "the best expression of the almost cold consciousness of modern intellectuals" (Yuan Kejia's words). His familiarity with modern British and American poets, especially Ye Zhi, Eliot and Auden, his absorption of their poetic theory and critical theory, and his youthful vitality all make his poems have outstanding modern characteristics. In the poem "Spring", all this is also obvious.

An important feature of modern poetry is that it emphasizes the inherent tension and drama of poetry, and often organizes a series of words and images full of confrontation and conflict to form an intricate, complex and strong lyric form. In Mu Dan's poems, we can find three groups of words with different tones. One is intense and dynamic: flame, swaying, longing, hugging, resisting, stretching, pushing and igniting; The second is static: green, land, overlooking, refuge; This is the opposition between grass and flowers, and the internal opposition of spring; It is also the opposition between "awakening" and "bewitch", and the opposition between adolescent life desire and poet's meditation image. "Window" is a medium, which separates and connects "desire" and "seeing", thus bringing a third group of words that reflect tension: closed, curled and combined. These three groups of words are intertwined, which constitute the basic framework of poetry and also lay the lyric tone of poetry, which is heavy, solid and full of modernity; Compact and tense language; And full rhythm and concentrated pictures.

So, what is spring like? It is awakening, the first birth and rebirth, and the temptation of desire and addiction; It is a flying song and an open joy, but also a stagnant soil and a 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, and the generate of his poetic heart. The trinity of dawn, early spring and youth at the age of 20 is like the nakedness of light, shadow, sound and color, and the openness of senses and thoughts. They are waiting for the emergence of a new combination.

Poets feel the conflict of opposing ideas: awake/intoxicated, stagnant/flying, rooted/shaken off, which can be expressed by vivid images related to "spring": green/flame, embrace/resistance, closed/naked, land/flowers, soil/singing, curling/stretching. The poet's mood is also changing, from the trouble and joy brought by the warm wind to the tension and pain. Such as windows and eyes, he looked at it intoxicated; Like a bird, he is singing and expecting. This is infatuation and waiting for a new life and a strong impulse.

5. Analysis and understanding of the poet Mu Dan's famous sentences There are three sentences in Mu Dan's Ode that should be remembered: one is the painful memory of the nation's living state, the other is the profound thinking of the indomitable national character, and the third is the praise of the tenacious vitality of the Chinese nation.

Qiu Qiu knelt on the ground with red knees, and Hua died on her way home. Tears wet the back of pigeon's head. A teenager went to pick the lamp on the apple tree. Plants have no eyes and have winter identification cards. The dry river is the last emotion of animals. My eyes are black and white, which proves nothing. Qiu must want to forget his lips and blow out a few clouds. A teenager went to pick a lamp on an apple tree. There are many topics about Haizi's autumn. 10000.6866868666 17

Haizi's autumn is lonely, bleak and sad. This is not a fruitful autumn.

This poem was written in 1984, which should be the most lyrical period of Haizi. These lyrical feelings from the soul are the most sincere and sad beauty among Haizi's many beauties.

"Autumn red knees/kneeling", gentle autumn, kneeling on the ground, praying or waiting, or waiting. What a beautiful picture.

In fact, we can easily find that most of Haizi's lyric poems are full of contradictions, and it is this contradiction and conflict in image that naturally reveals Haizi's true feelings. In fact, most of the beauty we find comes from here.

The conflict between beauty and pain in that image. Or it is sad.

"Xiaohua died on the way home", this turning point. The image of "tears" is always associated with sadness.

Pigeons remind us of pigeons in Cuprous. Yes, pigeons who love flying and fantasy are so sad. "A teenager goes to pick the lamp on the apple tree", the teenager who picks apples, fruits, lamps, dreamy fruits, dreamy teenagers.

Another beautiful woman. "Plants have no eyes", so plants can't see these. Plants just wait quietly.

"winter identity card", a symbol of winter plants, is yellow in the smell of small sand. The Dry River and The Last Emotion

I have always been shocked by Haizi's amazing imagination. I can only attribute it to his pure soul, emotion, river, and finally, something dry and understandable.

To sum up, the image of this paragraph is bleak, just corresponding to the end of another conflict in the second paragraph. There are signs of repetition in the last two sections.

"Glass" eyes, crystal eyes, can be seen, but not deep. Yes, faith is the most profound. In autumn, autumn knelt on the ground and "tried to forget". What did you forget? Fantastic harvest, glittering and translucent fruit? Autumn wind "blows out", gently blows out, clouds, dreamlike clouds, gently blows out with lips, want to forget? A young man went to pick the lamp on the apple tree. This sentence appears repeatedly. Young people picking ideals (the ideal of harvesting lamps like apples) are interspersed in the autumn picture. This is the only moving scene in autumn. Touching is real.

In fact, appreciation is like analyzing yourself. It is a very painful and difficult thing, but it is sincere. I can't express my feelings clearly. I can only sort out these emotional fragments or list my feelings.

The most beautiful part of Haizi's lyric poetry lies in the image and its description. This poem should be the poem Annala-to Xu Zhimo, the gentlest Japanese girl who bowed her head. Like a lotus flower that was too ashamed to be indifferent, she said treasure and treasure, and there was sweet sadness in that treasure-Annala! Dead water stinks. This is a desperate backwater, and the breeze can't move at all. Why not throw more rubbish and throw out the leftovers?

Maybe copper should be green to emerald, and a few peach blossoms will rust on the tin can; Let greasy weave a layer of Luo qi, and the mold will steam out some clouds for him. Let the stagnant water ferment into a ditch of green wine, full of pearl-like foam; The laughter of the little bead turned into a big bead, and it was bitten by the flower mosquito who stole the wine.

Then a ditch of desperate stagnant water can be praised as somewhat clear. If the frog can't stand loneliness, it is stagnant water calling for a song.

It's a stagnant pool, and it's definitely not where beauty lies. Let Ugly take it back and see what world it has created. The last two sentences are "We are ready". We are ready to accept those unexpected miracles. In the long years, comets suddenly appeared and the wind was blowing hard.

Our life at this moment, as if in the first hug, the past joys and sorrows suddenly condensed into a fixed form in front of our eyes. We praise those small insects, who end their wonderful lives by mating or resisting a danger.

Our whole life is under the strong wind and the appearance of comets. I didn't know some of them, so I found the original text, O (∩ _ ∩) O.

In a good poem about winter, winter is 1. For example, this winter, it was held in the west of the city.

(Du Fu's Military Vehicle Shop) 2. The autumn moon shines on the ground, and the winter mountain is cold and loose. (Tao Yuanming's Four Seasons) 3. The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed.

(Lu You's Storm on October 28th) 4. Tonight is winter, and tomorrow is old. (Dong Sigong's Shou Sui) 5. Ming Sheng has an autumn wind, buying wine and flying snow in winter.

(Wang Fu's Four Qi Poems. 6. When winter comes, all the flowers are gone? (Chen Yi "Mei") 7. I don't know if the splash started recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei, "Early Plum") 8. Children learn to be neighbors in winter, ignorant but precious.

(Lu You's Autumn in the Suburb) 9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp. (Pretending to be Yi's Missing on a Winter Night) 10. The weather and personnel are urging each other, the winter solstice is sunny, and spring is coming again.

(Xiao Zhi of Du Fu)? fr=qrl3 .

7. A famous sentence about winter, "Go back to Laoshan in winter"

Tang Libai

Without washing and dyeing the dust tassels, I returned to Fang lawn.

A vine path is green, and Wan Xuefeng is sunny.

Cold leaves are exhausted first, but Leng Yun is not exhausted.

Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river.

White dogs bark in the village and moss grows on the walls.

If you walk alone in the kitchen, the old ape will sing in the next room.

Birds nest in the forest, but hedges make way for wild animals.

Blowing out of bed, the squirrel left, and the fish was surprised.

Wash the inkstone, repair the good strategy, and knock loose the quasi-virginity.

I will go again at this time, to Sanqing.

It snows at night

Tang Bai Juyi

This night, the pillow was ice, which surprised me. I saw the light snow outside the window.

It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time.

Jiang Xue.

Liutang Zongyuan

There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.

A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.

Biedongda

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Like a bird, she still flapped her wings and felt sorry for herself, leaving Beijing for more than ten years.

A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?

Yongmei.

Wang Song Anshi

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

Knowing from afar is not snow, only Dimfragrance comes.

Xue Mei

Song Lu meipo

For the sake of spring, Xue Mei refused to surrender, and the poet put down his manuscript fee to comment on this chapter.

The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.

8. Appreciation of the Sentences in Zhu Ziqing's Winter 1 Water Rolling Like a White Fox Coat is good at using metaphors to vividly express the appearance or essence of things. For example, "many fish eyes" are used here to describe the bubbles that keep forming and rising in the pot when the water boils, and "white fox skin" is used to describe the white and smooth tofu in the water.

2 "A little wind, like new silver" makes good use of metaphors to vividly express the appearance or essence of things. For example, the light of "new silver" is used here to compare the reflected light formed by moonlight on the water.

The subjective feeling caused by the incident in Taizhou seems to be just the four of us further selects the deep affection and love between the author and his wife and children.