Near-body poetry should also embrace the times and love the people
Text/Hu Daisong
For near-body poetry, I am a beginner and am not qualified to talk in front of all the big names. Helplessly, Brother Zu Xuan was bent on promoting the future generations to learn, and gave the topic of how to adapt and complement the near-body poetry with real life, modern grand scenery, and great times, so he had to catch the ducks on the shelves, reluctantly make it difficult for him, provide a target of criticism, and also make a modest contribution to inheriting and promoting the treasure of the Chinese nation.
The ancients and poets "can be prosperous, can be observed, can be grouped, can complain", that being said, but all over the ancient and modern poetry, its content is nothing more than spring flowers and autumn moon, landscape and water pastoral, home and country feelings, parting from sorrow. Among them, although there is no shortage of Hong Zhong Da lu in the major affairs of the family and the country, there is no doubt that most of them are personal joys and sorrows. Gein's ancient poets, and the inheritors of his poetry, although there are many great Confucian masters, but more are fallen disciples, frustrated literati, non-ups and downs displaced, mental and bone are bitter, Fang has a good sentence, into a pupa butterfly. This so-called national misfortune poet Yukiya.
However, the trend of the times, the vast soup, rushing forward, an era has an era of meteorology, an era has an era of pattern. Since May Fourth, in order to explore the road of national independent development, the benevolent people have tried all kinds of doctrines and searched for countless paths, and there has been a dispute between new and old studies, a debate between the new body and a new body, and a bitter question about how traditional culture can shoulder the heavy responsibility of national rejuvenation. According to my foolish opinion, what is tradition and what is modernity? Poetry is poetry, where love is, and the pen is only the end. Pushing out the old is the right way. Can hear the breath of the times, can express personal real feelings, can depict the pattern of high,can express true feelings, can have a long artistic conception, can recall endlessly, can be called good poetry.
Therefore, with this purpose as a poem, although the theme is still the same, the artistic conception is always new, and it is also a depiction of landscapes, and the landscapes all contain the changes of reform and the sound of the times. The same is to express sorrow, and must not leave the emotional characteristics and rhythm of life of modern people; The same feeling of affection, but also full of gratitude and yearning for the pursuit of beauty; The same is the history of chanting, and will link yesterday with today, to contrast the past with the present, and to praise the times; The same is the shape of the scene, when full of vitality and vitality. In short, when people today write near-body poems, they must follow the principle of "borrowing the method of the ancients not surpassing, using the words that the ancients did not have easy to say, creating scenes that the ancients did not see, and expressing the feelings that the ancients did not develop." Only then can we write the emotions of modern people, write the sonorous voices of the present era, and the words of gold and jade, so that we can give new life to the traditional literary form of near-body poetry, and only then can we hope to win the support of readers in the world and win the resonance of future generations.
However, people are poetry, and the subject matter content is not limited by the individual's time and experience, specifically like my generation, there are three points that can most touch the hidden poetic heart. First, the unforgettable memories engraved by the extremely poor life of that era from the countryside make us deeply grateful for the hardships of our parents, the hardships of life, and the gratitude for today's well-off dreams and food and clothing. The second is that we have had a carefree adolescent time, and have had close contact with the barren but basically pristine nature, so that we can maintain that innocence, that purity, that purity, that love for life. The third is the noble idealistic spirit, concern for the country and even the world. This is the spiritual trait that the passionate years of the 1980s have given to our generation, making us take our home country as our responsibility and the world as our hearts.
Therefore, I am a poem, and it is difficult to get rid of the above three points. The poems he composed are not limited to the pleasure and expression of the self-spirit, but are especially happy about the experience of the original ecological life and the absorption of empirical knowledge, mostly the gratitude for the various changes in the world, family affection and friendship, and the understanding and perception of the history and reality of the country and the army.
My history is also limited, my knowledge is also an end, and it is difficult to peek at the whole leopard in one hole. Stick to my heart, be grateful, write what I feel, express my thoughts, praise the times, compose a magnificent chapter, what I think, and my perseverance. Just take my own poems as an example, take a little proof, hang a leak, and chat for everyone to dry.
I write poems to fill in the words, nothing more than a few themes, the first to recall the innocence and childlike fun, to imitate the rural memory. Second, family and friendship comfort my heart. Experiencing the experience again, the emotion is related. Finally, my heart haunted my country, I made an excited voice, and I expressed my patriotic feelings.
Let's talk about it. My childhood, grew up in the countryside, although the things are extremely poor, but the natural wind and things are beautiful, the body and mind are less constrained, spent a carefree childhood, so far in retrospect, especially in front of the eyes, like a dream. Partridge Days Fun chronicles this wonderful time.
The most memorable hometown courtyard east, no guessing small self-madness.
Net cicadas catch birds to chase fireflies, and swim in the water to catch beetles.
Pinch the lotus belt, pick the lotus. Childish voices rush around the mountains.
Ah Niang came to summon no one to see each other, and fell into the lotus leaves of the heavens.
My hometown, Li County Guanyuan, in the Dongting Tail Lu, ancestors surrounded the lake to build fields, fighting in the sky, the end of the Qing Dynasty. The songzi river water, surrounding the, the land is fertile, rich in rice cotton. The floods destroyed my home, the walls collapsed, and the water passed over the treetops. Fortunately, the state has implemented the strategy of resettlement to build towns, return lakes and retreat fields, build high fortifications, settle my family's room, level the land, restore my courtyard, and also revitalize agriculture with science and technology, and enrich the people and anlan. So there are now shrimp fertilizer in the lake, pokan yellow peach fresh, sunshine grapes more than a thousand acres, organic vegetables over 10,000 cartons, the people are bent on running well-off, the hometown old appearance of a new look of the grand scene. The wanderer's return to his hometown is not emotional about this. So fill in the words "Man Ting Fang Hometown Trip" to remember it.
The river is known as Songzi, the land is called the official embankment, and the cave court silts up the plain. Rice turns over the golden waves, and fish eels fill the ditch fields. Lu Zhi Lotus Ling, the creek canal, the cottages are connected. The lake breeze is warm, the frogs are chirping, and the wine is appreciated.
Peng Yin Hong beast, the wall collapsed, the water passed through the mulberry peak. Rich peasant policy, immigrants to build the town of Anlan. Wild grapes are thousands of acres, in the weir pond, crabs and shrimp are happy. Looking up, the bees flew butterflies, and the willows cleared the smoke.
I was a teacher for five years, and my studies coincided with the country's first Teachers' Day. Teaching and educating people is my first profession in the society, although I changed to another profession to make a living, but the experience of teachers and the feelings of teachers are always haunting, so I have this song "Su Mu Sha • Teacher's Day Feelings".
Blue clouds, yellow leaves falling. The window is sunny, and the window is unconscious. The three-foot podium is cold and hot, the sideburns are slightly frosted, and the spring light is often negative.
Shape the soul, good and evil. Send to welcome, to cultivate new people to enjoy. Holding the teaching whip in his hand, the peach and plum are full of gardens, better than Ling Yan Pavilion.
Moreover, I once took a pen from Rong, and for thirty years, I grew into a high-level and high-level cadre in the army, and I was so fortunate to do so. The last sentence "Remembering the Arms of the Army" and the lyrics "Water Tune Song Head Rong Ma Qiang Jiu" record the mental journey of joining the army and changing careers.
Shusheng He Xing took Wu Hook and played sword chant poetry for years.
Although it has not been rotated for thousands of miles, the planning and planning are also flowing.
He has been a horseman for a long time and does not know the brocade. The mountains and rivers are still on the sword, and Huafa has taken its head. Farewell Wu Hook returned, the original heart of the blood is always there, talking and laughing to see the ups and downs. Think of the geese in the clouds, and send the waterside gulls.
Thirty-odds, horizontal long hammer, gujin ou. Get what you want, carry a pen and a sword to raise money. Although there is no round of conquest, the same battlefield imperial court, si shifu what to ask for? Wave your hand and resign your robe, and transfer to the wind.
During my military service, I personally experienced the military reform, witnessed the rebirth of the people's army, and was deeply proud of this glorious army.
Grass shoes guns broken scarf, Aoyama as a school man's proverb.
Annihilator drove Jiang Han into the territory, and the red star Ming Weixun.
The will of the people has won the new century, and the military will turn the old tide.
The Great Wall recreates the haze sweep, and the world is reborn from the fire.
In my hometown of Hunan, there are more agronomy experts, and the degree of agricultural college is more than double digits, especially Mr. Yuan Longping. In May of the year of Xin Ugly, Yuan Laoxian passed away, tears poured like rain, and the city mourned. Pour out a city of flowers, just for one person. This is an earth-shattering and disciplined incident in Hunan, and this is a lesson that the Xiang people can remember with great emotion. As Yuan Lao's support pump, he can be indifferent to mourning. Seven laws and one song, thank you for Elder Yuan, and mourn Elder Yuan forever.
Straw hats and shoes are sweat towels, and the old farmers in the countryside are clearly distinguished. But pray that the people will have three full meals, and that suo Jiahe's dream will be true. Foot in a hurry, light and rich, open-minded and happy to be poor. The heroic soul returned to the mountains and rivers to mourn, and endured the tears of Star City.
In the year of Gengzi, I bid farewell to the military camp and transferred to the provincial Xuan. In the blink of an eye, it coincides with the centenary of the party's birth, and it is a great honor to experience the grand ceremony! What an honor! Is it not emotional? Then the exhibition paper waved, there is this "water tune song head • centennial celebration of the founding of the party".
In October, the cannon sounded, and The Marxist-Leninist brightened the east. The tide of youth surged and met to raise the party to relieve the sores. Awaken the benevolent people, arouse the masses of workers and peasants, and destroy the enemy and the mighty. Drive away Jiang and annihilate the Wokou and restore our ten thousand years of territory.
Throw away your head, sprinkle your blood, and save the country. Fight the world, stand tall and raise your eyebrows. Happy to see Chang'e catch the moon, laughing that the dragon catches turtles, and the universe is free to fly. Inherit the heroic spirit, the new chapter of the relay spectrum.
In the same year, in accordance with the unified arrangements of the party Central Committee, the study and education of party history was carried out in the whole party, and the heroic determination and great achievements of the Xiang people in the construction of the party, the army, and the government made me, the descendants of Huxiang, boil with blood and feel great glory. At the end of the year, it coincided with the 12th Party Congress of Hunan Province, which is held once every five years, and the organization ordered me to lead the activity of "greeting the Party Congress and writing a new chapter" to offer suggestions and suggestions. "The heart of fist and fist is related to the three Xiangs, and one plan and one policy are generally concerned", more than 170,000 opinions and suggestions (articles) have surged into the decision-making department, boosting the new provincial party committee of Hunan to draw a grand blueprint for development in the next five years. As a participant, as a witness, I can not be touched. "Touching the Fish • Zanhunan" records these two events.
Praise Hunan, a hundred years of elegance, meritorious name crown Huaxia. Remembering the stormy day, the three mountains were fraudulent. Light torches. Raise a banner and arm the people to conquer the world. Horizontal knife immediately. Even if there are only Xiang people, the head is thrown away, and the hot blood is spilled on the sky.
In the new era, strive for the four modernizations of the country. The credit is like opening and hanging. The four new missions clear the direction and create three high myths. Jun Mo is surprised. Please see, Xiaoxiang is picturesque everywhere. The macro is drawn. Take advantage of the momentum like a rainbow, the youth is just right, and then put the Jincheng across.
After a hundred years of struggle, the Chinese nation has ushered in a great leap from standing up and getting rich to becoming strong, standing at the intersection of ancient and modern times in China and the West, calling for close poetry to embrace the times, love the people, revolutionize the past, replay the brilliance, and create more classic masterpieces, which is the responsibility of my generation. I will always uphold this concept, draw nourishment from fiery practice and wonderful life, embrace the new era more closely, carry forward the spirit of the times, reflect the voice of the people more attentively, praise the spiritual outlook and great achievements of hundreds of millions of people in the historical process of realizing the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation, and create more fine poems with bones, morality and temperature, so that the Chinese treasure of near-body poetry can be developed in depth in the new era and show more vigorous vitality.
Dai Song: Real name Hu Daisong, a native of LiXian County, Hunan. In recent years, his poems have appeared in newspapers and magazines such as People's Daily, People's Liberation Army Daily, China National Defense Daily, Hunan Daily, Poetry Journal, and National Defense Education Weekly. The direction of creation is not limited to the pleasure and expression of the self-spirit, but also likes the experience of the original ecological life and the absorption of empirical knowledge, and his works are mostly the understanding and perception of the history and reality of the country and the army.