Who is the author of Stars?

The full text of Bing Xin's poetry collection "Stars"

Bing Xin (1900 65438+10.5-128.2.999), female, formerly known as Xie Wanying, was born in Changle District, Fuzhou City, Fujian Province. The following is the full text of Bing Xin's poetry collection Stars edited by Bian Xiao. Welcome to reading.

one

The stars shine—

Deep blue sky

Have you heard their conversation?

voicelessly

In the twilight

They praised each other deeply.

two

Childhood!

This is a fact in the dream.

This is a real dream.

Think of it with a tearful smile.

three

The trembling of thousands of hectares of land—

The dark edge of the island

The moon has risen.

the origin of life

Land of the dead!

four

Little brother!

Three bright and happy stars in my soul

mild

There is nothing to say.

Children in the soul!

five

dark

How to draw it deep?

Deep in the soul

The depths of the universe

A resting place in bright light

six

mirror

According to the opposite side

It feels unnatural.

Why don't you turn it over?

seven

Stay awake

Only lonely and angry people!

Gong listening to fortune telling

Break the fate of the world

eight

The residual flowers are attached to the branches.

The bird flew away.

Scattered all over the floor—

Is life just a glimpse?

nine

Dreams are the most deceptive!

clear

Honesty and integrity

I told you.

Secrets and worries in your own soul

ten

Green shoots

Talk to young people

"Develop yourself!"

Pale white flowers

Talk to young people

"Contribute yourself!"

Crimson fruit

Talk to young people

"Sacrifice yourself!"

eleven

Infinite mystery

Where to find him?

After smiling

Before the word

Is an infinite mystery.

twelve

Humans!

Love each other.

We are all long-distance travelers.

Diana: Same destination.

thirteen

A corner of the city wall

blue sky

The extreme purpose is infinite-

That is, this is a world in heaven.

fourteen

We are all born babies.

Lying in the cradle of the universe

fifteen

Kid!

You can come to my garden.

Don't pick my flowers-

Look at the thorns of roses.

Stabbed your hand

sixteen

Young man!

For future memories.

Draw your present picture carefully.

seventeen

My friend!

Why do you say I'm "silent"

There used to be something in the world.

Beyond language and words

eighteen

Literati

Sow your seeds sincerely.

Find your fruit anytime, anywhere.

nineteen

my heart

Like a boat.

Crossing the fluctuating sea of time

twenty

Kuaile flower shop

In the hands of the god of fate

Find someone who is willing to give it all.

twenty-one

The strings outside the window have been plucked.

My heart!

Why is it just wrapped in the lingering sound?

This is the infinite sound of trees.

It's infinite moonlight.

Twenty Two

Life and death-

This is a hazy month.

Die-

This is a gaunt fallen flower.

twenty-three

Lamp of the soul

Light in silence

Extinguish in the noise

twenty-four

Sunflowers are good for people who have never seen Bai Lianhua.

Admit that they are best friends.

The white lotus is out of water.

Sunflowers bow their heads.

Her elegant pride

Separate yourself.

twenty-five

Go to hell!

Get up and praise him.

Is the end of silence

Is eternal rest.

twenty-six

A high mountain top

The deep and wide ocean—

This is a cold heart.

These are warm tears.

Poor little guy!

twenty-seven

poet

Is the greatest happiness fantasy in the world.

It is also the deepest disappointment in fact.

28

Haibo in my hometown!

The waves you splash.

Once upon a time, how to knock on my rock drop by drop

How to pluck my heartstrings bit by bit

Twenty-nine

my friend

I feel sorry for you.

The comfort I can give.

Just a cold smile

thirty

Has time just passed?

Except for misty thoughts.

Nothing!

Thirty-one

Home is the most ungrateful-

People's tears

It's his harvest

Thirty two

Thorns from a Rose

It's the hatred of those who crawl and pick.

This is her own comfort.

thirty-three

Mom!

Put aside your troubles.

Let me sink into your arms.

Only you are the destination of my soul.

Thirty four

Create new land

Not rolling waves.

But this is a tiny deposit under him.

Thirty-five

Thousands of angels

Get up and sing praises to the children.

Kid!

In his little body

With a great soul

Thirty-six years old

Sunlight penetrates through the cracks in the stone.

And the smallest thorn fruit

"Lend me your head!"

Liberated your imprisoned self! "

The trunk came out.

solid rock

divide sth. in half

Thirty seven

Artist!

Body and the world

Is it always separated by a heavy layer of light and fog?

Thirty eight

Jingtian Shang

Listen to the river under the gurgling mountain-

A cold wind

Blow hair

Horizon-ground

Looking back, I added a few more lights.

It's a star.

Still a lamp

39 years old

Wake up at the beginning of a dream

In the clouds at the foot of the mountain

I caught a glimpse of her in the light.

Chaoyang!

Break up with you

It's pathetic

How can I see you again now!

forty

My friend!

Don't believe me.

Bring you endless troubles.

I'm just a weak person driven by ideological trend!

Forty—

The night is deep.

My heart will open-

Wandering passengers

God of thought

This is unexpected.

Forty two.

There are clouds in the sky.

People are on the ground.

Thought is imprisoned by facts.

Is the root of all pain.

Forty three

truth

In the baby's silence

Not in the debate of smart people.

44,

Nature!

Please allow me to ask only one question.

A serious sentence

Did I not misunderstand you?

Forty-five

Flower of speech

The bigger it is.

The fruit of behavior

The smaller the knot.

Forty-six

Cooking candle

Still shine on it!

Repetitive tune

Play it again!

wait for

A distant brother

From night to the door.

Forty seven

Childhood friends

He Haibo

Shanying

Brilliant sunset glow

Tragic trumpet

Are we estranged now

Forty-eight

Weak grass!

Be proud.

Only you decorated the whole world.

Forty nine

Poetry fragment

It is just a little spray in the ocean of knowledge.

However, they are bright and flashing.

The stars are embedded in the sky of the soul.

fifty

Persistent emotions

Do you want to see him?

He can pour out unexpected ideas.

Create magical words

Fifty—

Criticism and conclusions of ordinary people

Like a group of blind people

Speculate about the moon outside the cloud

Fifty two

Flowers and stones beside the track!

There is only one second.

you and I

This is an encounter in infinite life.

It is also a farewell in infinite life.

When you come again.

Among thousands of similar people.

Where can I find you more?

Fifty three

My heart!

be on the alert

Don't fall into the whirlpool of nothingness!

fifty-four

My friend!

Get up.

The morning light is coming.

Wash your soul overnight

Fifty-five

Flower of success

People only marvel at her present glory!

However, when her bud

Soaked with tears of struggle

Rain full of blood and sacrifice

Fifty-six

It rained at night

The weaving of filar silk affected the poet's mood.

Fifty seven

A calm heart

Under any circumstances.

Can build a deeper world.

fifty-eight

Don't envy children.

Their knowledge is behind.

Boredom also looms.

Fifty-nine

Who will believe the sob of a small "heart"

Shook the world.

However, he is a drop of water in the ocean of soul.

sixty

In the shadow of light clouds and light moon

The wind is blowing in the treetops—

You should create your personality at that time.

sixty-one

Wind!

Don't blow out the candle in my hand.

My home is far away at the end of this dark long journey.

Sixty two

The most silent moment.

After I started writing.

Before writing

Sixty three

Let me see.

My friend!

I am a swallow who has crossed the ocean.

Looking for a nest separated from water

Sixty-four

Smart guy!

Be careful.

Melancholy words

Happy words

Sixty-five

Creator!

Who can describe your brushwork?

Millions of photos

Sunset outside the window every night.

Sixty-six

Dusk deep in the forest

Is this the first time?

When did it seem that I experienced it again?

Sixty-seven

Fisherman!

Do you know that people envy you?

life work

Is on the boundless soft waves.

Sixty eight

Poet!

Silence.

I can't write it.

Absolutely beautiful.

Sixty nine

Spring Morning

How cute!

Wind of harmony

Strong sleeves

Calm mood

seventy

There are birds in the air!

Why argue with your partner in the cage?

You have your own world.

Seventy-one years old

These things—

This is a memory that will never die.

Yueming garden

Under the leaves of vines

On mother's knee.

Seventy two

Xishan!

Farewell!

I can't bear to leave you

But I miss my mother.

Seventy three

Boring words

Throw it into the stove.

Also turned into a boring fire.

Seventy four

baby

Is a great poet.

With incomplete words

Spit out the most complete poem

seventy five

Father!

Come out and sit in the moonlight.

I want to hear about your sea.

Seventy-six

Moonlit dream!

remote

Nearby?

But we just don't talk.

Listen.-Listen

This struck a chord!

There is a lot of light and fog in front of you.

Joubo is drunk!

Water tank-water tank

Seventy seven

Small dish stone!

Be strong.

Be prepared for the waves that rush back and forth!

78

True sympathy

At a sad moment

Not in a happy time

Seventy nine

Morning waves

It's over.

Late tide

It's a normal voice again

eighty

Mom!

My hair

Put it on your lap.

This is the silk you gave me.

Eighty-one

late night

Please allow me to be tired.

Put down the pen.

A few hours of private contact with you

Eighty-two

This question is difficult to answer.

My friend!

What can decorate your life?

Eighty-three

Little brother!

Are you mad at me?

Dengyingxia

I'm just using funny stories

Deceive you

A shy smile

Concentrated eyes

Eighty four.

Lonely!

How many ships of the mind?

Floating in your soft light

Eighty-five

Father!

I am willing to my heart.

Like your saber.

This cold gives birth to autumn water!

Bashiliu

The closer the moon is to us.

The darker the shadow.

Is life so real?

Eighty seven

In the sea of first acquaintance

On a mysterious reef

The light of doubt flickered everywhere.

Thank you for guiding me.

The ship of life is a difficult road!

Eighty eight

godlike

This is a temporary glory.

Is a permanent bond