
A poem that no one appreciates may not be conducive to its dissemination, so we must find angles that can be cut into when reading. Talking about our own understanding in detail with a paragraph or a scene, each person's life experience is different, which will lead to different views colliding when facing the same thing, and the depth that poetry gives us lies in this.
If we stay in the simple passive learning, then the solidified thinking will lead to a lack of unique and innovative analysis of poetry, it is easy to fall into the personal fantasy of blind worship, and the character allusions in the book should be flexible and active, rather than blocking the interesting interpretation of infinite growth because of their own shallowness.
The misery of poetry, the excitement of poetry, and the introvertedness of poetry all need to be strengthened by communication, and the study for the purpose of taking the exam at this point will not be too deep.
Combined with the connotation of the little bee's reading method, whether it is reading or listening to books, it is passive learning. We must record the ideas we get at any time and form a larger scale of text output.
The role of the book club is to gather our respective experiences, and make the content of the book more interesting with the help of sharing, demonstration, discussion and other forms, rather than just a boring and tedious text.
Books have different chewy tastes, and the sensual feast brought by ancient poetry is not all delicious.
Some people think that ancient poetry is too profound, while others think that poetry can enlighten the mind, no matter what kind of ideas, we must hold a basic attitude of acceptance and tolerance. Just because you don't understand them doesn't exist, so it's better to give a glimpse when you can't get the whole picture.
If a book is placed in the middle of a forest field, and every poem is tantamount to the bait that the poet puts down, the first person to taste it needs courage to convey this feeling to his companions. When you know the deliciousness, you can enjoy it.
The arena of poetry competition needs a challenger, even if it is defeated, it has nothing to do with success or failure, and it is proud to be able to smell its smell and suck its fragrance.
The "empathy" mentioned above is the secret of our ability to live in harmony with nature and society, and it is also a gate that allows modern people to travel through history and speculate on the poet's artistic conception.
Human sensibility and tenderness are our posture to the world, short as words, long as sentences, the bits and pieces of poetry lie in the fact that they can withstand the ruthless change of dynasties, only by being in them can we truly appreciate the difficulty of poets.
The ancient poems we have learned must be familiar, but there are very few that can really be read. Limited to relatively standard interpretations, or the selfish desires of their own hearts, many people's appreciation of poetry is still stuck in their childhood.
When we grow up, the mood of reading books is gone, but we find that our hearts are becoming more and more empty, and we are more and more dependent on material life, and the topic of ideals seems to have become a joke. Flipping through the pages of history, there is always a poem that will still make your blood boil, because they have had similar lives in the past.
The greatness of the poet lies in the admiration of his confidant, and every classic is tantamount to an indignant declaration. I know that your desires and words stop, and you know that my heart is concerned.
Everyone who interprets the poem may try to experience a stubborn, tenacious past: the crying of abandoning the seven-foot body, the euphemism of committing to the slave family, the deliberation philosophy of the one-word master.
There are many articles in dialogue with poets today, but those who flatter or poke people with scars are not friendly. To appreciate a mountain, it only takes one climb; to remember a landscape, you only need a beautiful person; the distance between us and the poet is not far away, we do not have to deliberately look for their traces, maybe a breeze, a burst of snow can be poetic, but we sometimes do not care.