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A river, a poem, flowing with a fresh spirit of the Hai school - Xu Jianwei group of three poems

A river, a poem, flowing with a fresh spirit of the Hai school - Xu Jianwei group of three poems

Xu Jianwei composed three poems

First, the bridge

On a secluded lotus pond

There is a nine-curved stone bridge, elegant and quaint

When the footsteps of the four tourists kissed it passionately

The echo of the ancients inadvertently sounded quietly

The bridge is a cultural relic, exquisite

It has become the totem of traditional culture in the history scroll

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Quiet on the Suzhou Creek

There is a Waibaidu Bridge, more than 100 years old

When pedestrians record a glimpse of it with the camera

The glory and disgrace of the city burned in the chest

The bridge is a wisp of emotion that can't be dissipated

It has become an immortal nostalgia in the hearts of overseas wanderers

On the rolling Huangpu River

There is a Nanpu Bridge, majestic and majestic

When its body carries the endless flow of traffic

The soaring fire flows through the veins of the city

The bridge is a reform, vigorous

It has become a beacon for the Pearl of the Orient towards modernization

Above the blue waves

There is a Donghai Bridge, which is imposing

When the boundless sea is crossed by its fortitude and self-confidence

Once again, we have taken a step towards openness

The bridge is a kind of open-mindedness, inclusiveness

It has become the link between the Chinese nation and the integration of the global village

What is a bridge, isn't a bridge a love song?

It is the love of the past and the present

It is the embrace of the present and the future

What is a bridge, isn't a bridge exactly a symphony?

It is the harmony of dreams and revivals

It is the resonance between China and the world

You know

There is also a rainbow bridge over Shanghai

Stepping over this bridge, there will be happiness ahead, waiting...

(August 17, 2012)

Second, her name is Huangpujiang

She has a river of vibrant waves

Her name is Huangpujiang

A spirit that never stops

A jubilation that keeps pace with the times

As the waves rush to the sea

She had a hundred faces, each of which was so beautiful

sometimes

She was like an amorous girl

Embraced tightly by the different wonderful

On one side is the precipitated classics

Witnessed the changes in Shanghai

On one side is the towering modernity

It symbolizes the development of Shencheng

The elegance on one side comes from the collision of civilizations

The modernity on one side stems from reform and opening up

And the brisk waves, carrying the dream ferry come and go

She was like a noble woman

Pearlescent, graceful and luxurious

Looking down on this beautiful face from the clouds

Bridges are like necklaces

A crown of the East has a red color like a sunrise

A pearl of the Orient flickers non-stop

And countless crystals

It is the neon that shines by the river at night

And the waves of enthusiasm, the ship holding the dream is mighty

The waves never withered, and the waves spoke affectionately

Every historic building

They have all been drenched in colorful tears and transparent raindrops

Every skyscraper

They have all embraced snow-white clouds and mischievous rainbows

Every bridge

Every tunnel

They have all passed on the spark of economic take-off

Don't look at her waves rolling in mud

The reflection of history is clear

A lot of magnificent buildings, quite a lot of extraordinary feelings

Every brick and tile of this city has life

A river, a poem, flowing with a fresh Haipai spirit

(August 9, 2012)

Third, spring is precious, long live reform

From that day on, the ice melted into the stream of joy

Flower buds, young buds, come to the world happily

From that day on, the wind became gentle and no longer sharp

I pushed open the window, the magpies sang, spring is precious, long live the reform

From that day on, the smoke and the white clouds of freedom became lovers

They convey happiness in all directions

I already know the code of happiness

I will tell every hard-working bee

Let every second of every day no longer be wasted, no more tears

Chinese, we should all pray for the blessings of the motherland

May the motherland have a bright future

May the motherland walk on the road of rejuvenation

May the daughter of the motherland have happiness

I also want to shout that spring is precious and long live reform

(July 30, 2012)

A river, a poem, flowing with a fresh spirit of the Hai school - Xu Jianwei group of three poems

【About the Author】Xu Jianwei (male), pen name Wen Mang, born in Shanghai, China, graduated from East China University of Political Science and Law, a member of the Shanghai Pudong New Area Writers Association, deputy director of the Lujiazui Creation Center, won the first prize of the 3rd and 5th Shanghai Citizens' Poetry Creation Competition, the third prize of the 4th and 6th Shanghai Citizens' Poetry Creation Competition, and won the "Centennial Glory" Poetry Award of Hubei Provincial Radio, Film and Television Bureau and Hubei Provincial Writers Association in 2021, known as "Post-80s Red Poet", and his works were mainly published in Pudong Times, Chinese Poetry, and "Chinese Poetry". Reading Times" and other newspapers and periodicals, some of his works have been included in "Happiness", "Expo Echoes", "Bookish Life" and other books and periodicals.

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