Urgent! Bing Xin's poems

Four o'clock passed slowly—

The flowers whispered to each other:

"We are just the weak!

a sweet dream

Do it in turn,

A thin cup

And take turns drinking,

God arranged it this way!

three

Young man!

You can't fly like the wind,

It should still be like a mountain.

Like a floating cloud

A helpless life,

I only did the poet's information!

Easy

Nature calls and says:

"Put your pen down.

Immerse yourself in my ocean!

The human heart is so boring. "

15

In silence,

A triumph full of winners!

Yi Liu

Heart!

When is it worth worrying about?

For the universe,

For all beings.

20

The mountains are independent,

Is the universe occupied by only one person?

Xisan

Has Chun spoken?

But her hidden power,

It's already like this

Be gentle with the world!

Liu Si

The act of not liberating,

Created a free mind!

Si Qi

People are on the porch,

The book is on the lap,

In the breeze on your face

Know that spring is coming.

May 1

Chicken-

Inspired others!

Has it ever been comforted by itself?

June 4(th)

Babies,

In his trembling cries

There are infinite mysterious words,

From the original soul? Lan Yun, Li Ling

It's just a lone star!

In the boundless darkness

I wrote all about the loneliness of the universe.

Six or seven.

Faith will make young people

After climbing the tower of obedience,

He removed the ladder of thought.

Liuba

When I walk on a dark and distant road

Walk carefully and slowly,

I only listen to my own footsteps.

Qisan

My friend!

If spring flowers bloom freely,

Inadvertently distressed you,

You should forgive it for being dominated by nature.

VII VII IV

In the fuzzy world—

I forgot the first sentence,

I don't know the last sentence.

nine?o'clock

Smart guy!

In this lonely world,

Can only carry the lamp of "confidence"

March in the dark.

104

The fish came up,

A little bug is floating on the water-

In this do or die,

My fragile heart

Suddenly shaking!

109

The night is long!

It's good to have some rain.

It dripped from the window-

Count the rain!

Still boring?

1 1 1 1

Little sparrow!

Hugh flew into the field.

On the ridge,

The ubiquitous bomb machine

Waiting for you quietly.

1 12

The larger the spray,

Standing rock

In silence,

The greater the happiness.

1 18

Wisteria on the pool,

Huajiaxia

No one in a long day,

Only the breeze blows through Ye Er. Huan? Crown gallery tax. ?

Temporary flowers

It's not worth putting in a permanent bottle,

This childish and weak vitality,

Please have mercy!

One three four

Fate is like the sea breeze-

Blowing the boat of youth,

Wandering,

Tortuous,

Through the ocean of time.

135

Smallpox appeared in my dream,

Woke up and disappeared—

My friend!

There are some wishes in life!

Can only be sent away in fantasy forever!

140

Roaming in a dream!

over there

Only by talking and laughing freely,

A frank mood.

One four three

Open the curtain of nature!

Art baby,

Lying in the arms of mother truth.

146

Flower of experience

Bear the fruit of wisdom,

The fruit of wisdom

But wrapped in the heart of trouble!

One five two

Pioneer!

On the extremely dangerous mountain peak

Have you seen it?

This is liberation,

You should also read mountains.

Hard-working creatures!

170

To ruin the lives of millions of people

The constant gunfire,

On a quiet night,

Sadness holds the lamp moth in her hand.

Put it outside the window.

One seven four

Young man,

Take care of the description,

Time is turning pages,

Please write!

It seems that there are more than three crosses.

laugh

backbone

The rain died down and the light came in from behind the curtains. I opened the window and saw it.

Ah! The clouds are gone, and the residual water droplets on the leaves reflect the moon, flashing like a thousand points of fluorescence.

Blinking and moving. I didn't expect such a clear picture after the bitter rain and the lonely lamp.

Meitu!

Standing in front of the window for a while, I felt a little cold. Turn around, and suddenly,

Dazzled, everything else in the room is hidden in the light cloud; Only a faint light.

An angel immersed in a painting on the wall. -this angels in white, holding flowers, Yang.

Spread your wings and smiled at me slightly.

"This smile seems to be seen there. When will I ... "

I unconsciously sat under the window, thinking quietly.

The closed heart curtain slowly opened, pouring out an impression of five years ago. -

A long ancient road. The mud under the donkey's feet is slippery. The water in the ditch,

It is gurgling. The green trees near the village are all caged in wet smoke. Bowed crescent moon, hanging

In the treetops. Walking, there seems to be a child on the side of the road, holding a bunch of Bai Dong.

West side. The donkey passed by with no intention of turning back. -He is holding flowers and barefoot.

Smile at me, son.

"This smile seems to have been seen somewhere!" I still want to-silently.

I really want to.

A gravitational curtain appeared again, slowly opened and gushed out a decade ago.

Impression. -the rain under the eaves falls on Mao's clothes drop by drop. terrace edge

Blisters, floating around. The wheat and grape trellis in front of the door are all new.

Yellow and tender green are very nice. -After a while, it finally cleared up and went downhill quickly.

Let's go When I saw the moon rising from the sea, it suddenly occurred to me that I had forgotten something.

Stop, turn around. The old woman in the hut leaned against the door, holding in her hand.

Flowers, smile at me slightly.

This equally subtle expression, like a hairspring, flutters and closes.

Wan is together.

At this time, I feel relaxed and happy, such as entering a fairyland and returning home. I think of three.

Smile, melted for a while, can't see clearly in the harmony of love.

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Little flowers on the battlefield!

Praise your deepest love!

Adventure in the rain of bullets,

Comfort new bones.

Talk big? Play?

Spring water,

Thank you for the trickle of spring,

Brought me a lot of thinking.

Wave to you,

Slowly flow to the world.

I want to sit by the fountain,

Listen to the echo.

Three poems

star

Bingxin China

one

Green shoots,

The young man said:

"Develop yourself!"

Pale white flowers,

The young man said:

"Contribute yourself!"

Deep red fruit,

The young man said:

"Sacrifice yourself!"

two

Create new land,

Not rolling waves,

But the tiny deposits below it.

three

Weak grass!

Be proud,

Only you decorated the whole world.

(Excerpted from Bing Xin's poetry collection "Stars")

The fish came up,

A little bug is floating on the water-

In this do or die, my fragile heart,

Suddenly I trembled.

I also found some

Books are the ladder of human progress. The secretary told the story of what happened in the world. I love everything in the world, and I love reading more.

I saw Stars and Springs this week, and I was deeply touched.

In Bing Xin's view, mother is boundless, which can be known from the poet's past. This poem was written on a rainy day. She saw a lotus leaf covered with a red lotus. Mother is Bing Xin's poem, just like a shining star in the boundless night sky.

star

It can only whiten young people's heads, but not their hearts.

Such a short but rich poem is a short poem. It was popular for some time after the May 4th Movement. Among a large number of "short poems", the most striking ones are stars and springs. These two poems were written by Bing Xin under the influence of the Indian poet Tagore's Birds. In her own words, they collected some fragmentary ideas into a collection. Generally speaking, it includes two aspects: one is to praise maternal love and innocence, and the other is to think and feel about life. We call these poems philosophical poems, which are concise and meaningful.

Bing Xin's poems are full of vitality and unforgettable.

Spring water (104)

The fish came up,

A little bug is floating on the water-

In this do or die, my fragile heart,

Suddenly I trembled.