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Yan Qi's poems may not be the best, but her poems are the most concise.
"The Whale Comforted the Sea" is a collection of poems containing one hundred and thirty-eight poems by Yan Qi and thirty paintings of old trees. This collection of poems is divided into three series, namely: "We Stand on the Hillside and Blossom", "Wild Flowers Sing to Themselves", and "The Starry Sky Leaves Me a Place".
Yan Qi captured the most subtle happiness in life, and showed readers his clean, simple, and beautiful life with "The Whale Comforted the Sea".
When alone, she bloomed into a flower
Yan Qi is a native of Hubei and a Dawu person. Reading her poems is like savoring the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of a young girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, walking in nature with her, and appreciating the subtle joys and sorrows of life. In fact, her life is not as simple as her poems, on the contrary, her life is full of vicissitudes.
When he was fifteen or sixteen years old, Yan Qi came to a small grain depot in Dawu Town. She is like a robot, collecting grain, issuing invoices, collecting grain, and issuing invoices......
At the age of twenty-five, she went to Beijing, worked as a copy editor for a few months, and set up a stall in Beijing for several months. Because of her innocence, when she was setting up a stall, she was deceived and rented an empty shop. A few years ago, she went to Beijing, but she was cheated again, and all the money on her body was gone.
In the past ten years, Yan Qi has traveled to many places and done many things, but he has never given up the creation of poetry. Write a poem, bloom a flower.
Zhang Ailing said: "When I met you, I became very low, low, until I went to the dust, but my heart was happy, and a flower bloomed there." ”
Yan Qi is like a flower blooming from the soil, which has gone through various forms, but it is not in the world. The world is clear, but there is a pure heart. No matter how many tribulations she has experienced, she can turn her suffering into strength to nourish herself, her heart is pure, and her poems are pure.
Last night I dreamed that I grew into a small flower / Growing on the side of the road in the wilderness, with my face upturned / Lined up with many small flowers // Your horse stepped on me, you must not have seen it / Alas, I went down to the dust, and sometimes I want to bloom / On the hillside in May / Take advantage of the silence / Open your heart Wildflowers grow on the hillside / Wildflowers wither on the hillside / It is singing / No one listens
The most rare thing is to go through so many bad things and still maintain a kind heart. When your heart is pure and gentle, your expectations will be higher. Yes, if simplicity can make people happy, then why should we be obsessed with complexity? Learning to say goodbye to suffering and seek peace of mind is not great wisdom?
Because of this, Yan Qi experienced several times the pain of ordinary people, experienced countless tribulations, and reinvested herself in her life, making her stronger. Deep down, she reserved a soft place for herself, letting the twisting and turning of the water flow quietly, and let out a few sighs in the dark night to talk about comfort.
Born as human beings, we are also broken and plundered again and again / In the end, like a plum tree, the rivers and lakes are silent and sinister / The night is darker than we imagined, and I forgive the passers-by with a hard heart / Trample me under my feet and crush me
Yes, life can't be glamorous forever, smooth sailing, we will be stung by thorns, and Yan Qi, turned all the pain into warm pearls, shining in the long river of years.
Working hard for life and going through so many hardships made her understand how difficult life is, so she will cherish every minute and every second of touch, every hard-won happiness. These bits and pieces eventually converge into a trickle, gurgling, transparent, warm and gentle.
The rain comes without saying hello / The wind bends the black tree / Blows the leaves / The slight beating is not painful // Every leaf tries to catch the rain / Scrubs the dust off the body / Thunder breaks the silence / Lightning adds light
Her poems are full of emotions as gentle as water.
Even in winter, when everything withers and leaves fall all over the ground, it is a rare beauty.
The leaves fall on the grass and the moonlight shines in the dark night / We step on the fallen leaves and squeak and squeak
It's cold and freezing / I depend on the fire / Break a branch of plum and simmer it by the fire / Simmer a pot of apricot blossom spring wine There must be a / The best poem / Lurking in the snow
Sanmao once said:
"Innocence does not mean that you have not experienced the darkness of this world, it is precisely because you have experienced too much that you will understand how beautiful it is to be naïve. "Yan Qi, after going through too many things, still maintains a pure heart.
She learned to find a warm dream for her tired life, and then completely bid farewell to the sorrows of the past, always maintain a childlike heart in the complicated world, and live emotionally in this affectionate world. Because, in this complicated world, only simplicity is a talisman that accompanies her all over the world.
Things will always get better / No worse is that when it gets better and meets love, she grows into a tree
Shu Ting said in "To the Oak Tree": "I must be a kapok near you, standing with you as the image of a tree." This may be the best view of modern women on love: no dependence, no entanglement, independence, self-improvement, each other as the background, mutual achievement, mutual care, common growth, and resistance to wind and rain.
This kind of love is what Yan Qi is pursuing.
A tree likes another tree / Just in the spring to present all you have to have a word of wind to the branches / Find a tree and stand with it Some leaves fall very slowly / Very slowly / Maybe it is going to float to / The next autumn / Maybe it is to float to / In the arms of another tree, I often fantasize that I am a magnolia walking in the world / Or another tree, full of many leaves/ And the people I like, born and sick and die in their hometown
Sometimes, love is a personal act that has nothing to do with you. I like you, but I won't trouble you, I won't burden you, I will take you to heart and accompany you silently. It's a genuine affection that doesn't change even if it doesn't get a response. Even through the one-way glass, she will be happy because she still has someone worthy of her love.
I never say to you, like you / I don't give you the pressure of dust on the leaves of the tree my love / Hide deeper than you know // Unless you can cut open my heart / Otherwise, loving you will always be my secret
Like a man walking behind another person / very close, but not daring to say it, the heart likes to fall and get up. Quench the excessive desires in your heart
However, we are all ordinary people, and sometimes, silently in love with someone, and so much in order to get a response from him, in those times of vulnerability, I would like you to have a little affection for me, although I never had the luxury of hoping for more.
It's winter / We should / Get closer to me I long to be close to you / Tired people crave a chair and always have inexpressible sadness / Always want to lean on someone's shoulder // I miss you / How can I let you know I don't know if you love me or not / The lake wants to be embraced by the green mountains
What is love? Perhaps, we just love what we imagine to be, or perhaps, we just like the shadow that we cast on the other person.
I never believed that we would be together / A parting has been brewing in my heart / It is as if a volcano is brewing a destruction and I don't think about you anymore / I walk by the lake / Step on my own shadow
If love becomes a burden to each other and an abyss for each other, it may be the best fulfillment for each other. Allow me to be a beacon on this shore forever, and when I'm tired, I'll stop and look and seek comfort, and that's it.
I never believed that we would be together / A parting has been brewing in my heart / It is as if a volcano is brewing a destruction and I don't think about you anymore / I walk by the lake / Step on my own shadow
Thank you Yan Qi and the song "The Whale Comforted the Sea", which spoke the hearts of many girls, and also the hearts of all girls. Let's understand that love is so simple, and so is writing poetry.
Love is a luxury, and only the lucky are entitled to it. Perhaps, we have been looking for that suitable person all our lives and finding the habitat of our souls. Whether we can find it or not, at least, we can miss the mountains in the distance, the sea beyond, the clarity of the whales in the sea. - The whale calms the sea, and Yan Qi soothes us.
Whether it's flowers or trees, it's all what Yan Qi wants. There are too many pictures, there are mountains and land, there are sun, moon and stars, there is herself, there is herself.
How good it is to be a bee / How good it is to watch a flower bloom / How good it is to be a beekeeper / Catch up with the spring when I am a flower / Sometimes I want to be a cloud
In your spare time, find a pure land, find a place with beautiful scenery, and stroll alone on the country roads and lakeside. The willows are gently swaying, the paths are fragrant, man and nature are integrated, and a sense of poetry is naturally born in my heart. Every inch of time here is precious. If you can give him another quiet time, it won't be too long, a cup of coffee will be enough. If there was anything more extravagant, I would have liked to step over the crowd and see you smiling at me.
I want to wait for my body to get better / Sunny days / Just go to Longxigou to lie under the trees I am willing to live like this / Every day I only say what I want to say / Hold hands with the people I like / I like to be on an afternoon like this / Sitting on the hillside with you to drink and play the piano / Sometimes silent in the wind
In the book "The Whale Comforted the Sea", Yan Qi told us: From this moment on, you don't need to care about other people's opinions, and you don't need to care about other people's opinions, be yourself; from now on, don't make others happy, be good to yourself; from this moment on, he should find a warm dream for his tired life, and say goodbye to the sadness of the past.
For the rest of your life, live the way you like, know clearly what you want, and look forward to living up to your time and love, working hard, and living as you want to be - living in a precious world, having things you like to do, people you want to protect and love, and full of hope for the future.
The gentlest spring breeze / Always rushing to blow / Those blooming peach blossoms / Blowing and blowing / The peach blossoms will fall / I stand under the tree / I have become a colorful person, I am a person who is beautiful beyond recognition / I am a person who laughs and the whole mountain and forest will shake / I am a person who cries and it will rain all spring.
In life, people must also know how to cherish and be grateful. Everyone is lonely, confidants are hard to find, it is not easy to meet like-minded people, when you are together, you must cherish the time you spend with each other, because this may make you separate. Even if we break up in the future, we should be grateful because we once met so lovingly. In this poem, Yan Qi writes:
A flower must be cherished / before withering as long as you will appear, no matter how late / I am grateful / you are the light that shines into my heart / how warm it is how beautiful it should be how to describe this touching / When I look up, you are beside me
Of course, people living in this world can not only take care of themselves, but also love their relatives and friends, and express kindness to strangers, which is the greatest happiness. Although he was expressing his feelings, Yan Qi wrote very simply and sincerely.
In each thorn bag / There are two or three chestnuts / Hold each other / Like a family / Live a life free from the world and thank me for loving and loving my people / All live peacefully in the world I need a sky full of stars / Give to those who are lonely
This is Yan Qi, this book called "The Whale Comforted the Sea", a little simpler, a little simpler:
"What's so bad about being simple / Simply singing, walking, chatting, sleeping / Simply wanting, or simply not to".