Yu Guangzhong, "From Mother to Affair," He once described his experience with a witty metaphor: "The mainland is the mother, Taiwan is the wife, Hong Kong is the lover, and Europe is the affair."
Regarding the first sentence, he explained: "Burn me into ashes, my Han soul and Tang spirit still haunt that piece of backland. That endless homeland, the four seas drifting dragons called her as the continent, the strong man ascending to the heights called her as the nine states, the hero in distress called her as the rivers and lakes.
And that above is walking, that below resting, all the dragons. There are also thousands of years down the history has not been played out, and used thousands of years seems to be insufficient to use the culture of ...... this many years, so I so in the poem wildly shouting, low murmuring China, is nothing more than a thought of a gripping for their own soul shouting.
Otherwise I really will be soul flying away, by the western tide amassed empty." Among them, the soul of Qu Yuan, he has many times in his own poetry and text of low raving, wildly shouted.
Poems about summer and winter:
1, small pool
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
The springs are silent and cherish the fine flow, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sunshine.
The small lotus is only the tip of the corner, there are dragonflies on the head.
2, Tianjingsha - summer
Yuan dynasty: Bai Park
clouds and rain over the wave to add, the building high water watermelon sweet, green trees shade over the painting eaves.
The screen kitchen and rattan woven mat, the jade people fan light thick waterproof silk.
3. Evening Clearing
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Deeply overlooking the city, spring to summer is still clear. The sky has a way of pitying the grass, and the earth is heavy with evening sunshine.
And add the high cabinet is very, micro note small window bright. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
The poem about winter:
1, Jiangxue
Tang Dynasty: Liu Zongyuan
Thousands of mountain birds fly away, ten thousand paths of people trail off.
Lonely boat Demoiselle Weng, fishing alone in the cold river snow.
2, snow plum - one
Song Dynasty: Lu Mei Po
Plum and snow in the spring has not been willing to descend, the poet put aside the pen fee to comment on the chapter.
The plum must be inferior to the snow three white, snow but lose a section of the plum fragrance.
3, early winter
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
October Jiangnan weather is good, poor winter scenery like spring.
Frost has not killed the grass, the sun is warm and dry desert sand.
The old Tsuge leaves are as yellow as the young trees, and the cold cherry branches are white as the wild flowers.
The first time I saw it, I was envious of the people who were drunk, and there was no way for them to get into the restaurant.
"River Snow" translation:
The weather in October in Jiangnan is very good, and the winter scenery is as lovely as spring.
The frost has not frozen the grass, and the sun has dried the earth.
The old cudgel tree, though its leaves were yellow, was still as good as newborn.
At this time of the year, I only envied the drinkers that leisure, unknowingly walked into the restaurant.
3. Do not forget the national times Revitalize the new Chinese quotesis not forget the national shame it!
1, a truly great, proud and courageous people would rather face any disaster of war than humble prosperity at the expense of their national dignity
West Roosevelt
2 The courageous man is angry and draws his sword to the stronger; the cowardly man is angry, but draws his sword to the weaker. Irredeemable nations must be full of heroes who specialize in glaring at children. These weaklings.
Lu Xun
3, War often occurs by playing with dangerous words, by stimulating the passions of the nation.
Zweig
4, A nation that is unproductive is not because the women are too numerous in quantity, but because the men are too inferior in quality
Liang Xiaosheng
5, A man who has lost his self-respect is an individual who is unproductive; and a nation that has lost its self-respect is a nation without hope.
Chen Zufen
6, Vast energy is still too empty, and the heart of the dan shines through the ages. I have not served my country in my life, and I have left a loyal soul to make up for it
Yang Jisheng
7, life in the world, should be to save the hardship of the current situation, in order to realize their own ambitions, how can I spend my life for the family trivia such as firewood, rice, oil and salt?
Autumn,
8 for the liberation of the class and the nation, for the success of the party's cause, I do not care about the magnificent building, but would rather live in the humble damp hut; do not care about the delicious Western cuisine, would rather chew on the mouth of the prickly corn and roots; do not care about the comfortable and soft steel wire beds, would rather sleep in the pigsty and the dog's nest like residence!
Fang Zhimin
9, it is very important that the lofty words and lofty ideals about the motherland do not become loud yet empty rhetoric in the consciousness of our students, and that they do not become eclipsed and bland due to repeated repetition. Let the children not talk about lofty ideals, but let these ideals exist in the passionate stirrings of young minds, in stirring emotions and actions, in the spirit of love and hate, loyalty and intransigence.
Sukhomlinsky
10. burn me into ashes, my Han soul Tang spirit also still haunts that piece of thick earth, the four seas drifting dragon called her 'continent', climbed to the heights of the strong man called her 'Nine States', the fallen hero called her 'Jianghu'
Yu Guangzhong.
11, the millions of people who are running towards life can never be fed forever by the leftovers from foreign banquets
Ai Xian Sheng
4. Burn me into ashes, my Han spirit and Tang soul will also haunt the earth From which
This "poem" you say, indeed, every line is written by Yu Guangzhong, but not in one poem. I'm not sure if this is a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea to have it all organized into one poem.
Burn me into ashes, my Han soul and Tang spirit still haunts that piece of thick earth. The endless homeland, the four seas wandering dragon tribe called her continent, the strong man called her nine states, the hero in distress called her lake. --This passage is in Yu's essay From Mother to Affair.
. In Sichuan, the writer Liushahe presented him with a folding fan and asked him if he was happy to be in Sichuan, and he waved his brush and inscribed: Thinking of Sichuan but not happy. The ink is still floating out of the faint nostalgia.
The water of the Jialing River, Bashan wild wind
Turning around is the wind blowing black hair
Looking back to the snow full of white head
This is there, I did not find.
5. Poems about memorialQingming by Du Mu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty: "The rain falls one after another during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to break their souls.
I ask where the tavern is located. The shepherd boy pointed to the apricot blossom village." Song Zhiwen's "Cold Food on the Way" (Tang): "Cold food on the horse, on the way to the twilight of spring.
Poor Jiangpu look, do not see Luoqiao people.
I'm sorry to see you at Jiangpu, but I don't see you at Luoqiao.
The old garden is a broken place, and the willows are new day and night." Sun Changyin's "Qingming" (Tang): "In the twilight spring of Qingming, I am disappointed to see the northern mountains.
The flint flames are new, and the tung blossoms are old.
This is the first time I've ever seen a movie in the world.
Not as good as the birds in the forest, the birds in the forest, the birds in the forest." Wei Yingwu's "Remembering My Brothers on the Day of Ching Ming" (Tang) "Cold food is very sick, and I am very happy to open my heart.
I only hate to be a good friend of the swallows, and I sit and spend this fragrant year." Wei Zhuang's "Chang'an Qingming" (Tang) "The flea is hurt spring dream rain day, can be more luxuriant grass.
The first time the inner officer gave the fire of Qingming, the upper phase of the leisure to share the white hit money. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The tourists remember the affair of peace, secretly happy scenery like the past years." Bai Juyi's "cold food wild look forward to chanting" crowing magpie noise faint trees, Qingming cold food who cried.
The wind blew in the wilderness paper money flying, the ancient tomb base spring grass green. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.
Two years of isolation under the Yellow Springs, all the days of sadness at the head of the Qu River. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
Widowed wives and children should be cold food, looking at the Jiangling a tear flow.1 Zhang Ji's "Lvmen that is the case," the plowman called for the love of the building boat, spring grass green ten thousand hectares of fields.
Try to go up to the Wu Gate to peep at the county silhouette, clear and bright a few places have new smoke. In the Song Dynasty, the poet Gao Jujian's "Qingming" said, "There are many graveyard fields in the north and south of the mountains, and the Qingming Festival is a great success.
The paper ash flew into white butterflies, and the blood and tears were dyed into red azaleas. The fox sleeps on the mound at sunset, and the children return to the lamp at night, and they laugh before the lamp.
Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi": "Ten years of life and death, not to think about, since unforgettable. The first time I saw this, it was a long time ago, and it was a long time ago that I saw it.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, dusty face, sideburns like frost. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.
They are in the middle of their makeup, and they have no words for each other. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I think that every year, my heart will be broken, the night of the bright moon, the short pine." The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
A thousand miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about the bleak.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the same boat as me, and I've never seen anything like it.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen her in the world for more than a year. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
I think it's time to break my heart every year, the night of the bright moon, the short pine post. Huang Tingjian's "Qingming": "The festival of Qingming peach and plum smile, the wild field is deserted since the sadness.
Thunder in the sky and earth, dragons and snakes hibernate, rain foot countryside grass and trees soft. People begged to sacrifice their concubines and women, while soldiers were willing to burn to death.
Who are the wise and the foolish in a thousand years, and who are they? Gao Zhu's "Qingming" (Song) "There are many graveyard fields in the mountains in the north and south, and the Qingming Festival is very different from each other.
Paper ash flies as white butterflies, and tear blood stains red azaleas. The sun goes down, the fox sleeps on the mound, and the children return at night and laugh at the lamp.
Life has wine to be drunk, a drop has never reached the nine springs." Yang Wanli's "Cold Eclipse on the Mound" is not a very detailed one, and the bridge can be free of support.
The distant mountain maple outside the pale, broken house wheat side of the lonely.
The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
The pear blossom has been in use since the cold eclipse, and the season is full of worries. The Ming Dynasty Gaoqi's "Send Chen Xiucai back to Shashang Province tomb": 2 "full of blood and tears and dust, after the chaos can also be sad to return home.
The wind and rain, the pear blossoms and the cold food have passed, how many graves have children and grandchildren come?" The first of the fourteen poems of the Qingming Festival, the spring rain of Qingming wet apricot blossoms, the hill is bright and dark willow smoke slanting. The east wind is so clear that it picks up my thoughts, and sends me into your home with my heart.
The second poem is about a broken heart in the spring rain, and the people have no plan to find their own home. The first one is the one that is the most important thing that you have to do.
The third is to listen to the fine rain to moisten the door, once a year to send spring back. The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was in the middle of a long journey. The first time I saw it, it was a very good thing that I was able to get it to work. The first time I saw it, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one, and it was a very good one.
The wind is blowing, and the wind is blowing. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in the world. The first time I saw this, it was a very good day for me to enjoy the fragrance, and I was disappointed.
3 The eighth Qingming Festival to release the sorrow of parting, want to enjoy the spring flowers and forget the worry. Who would like to lean on the railing, the sound of joy is not close to the building.
The ninth Qingming Festival day of apricot blossoms, poetry and wine chanting sacrifice to the Chinese New Year. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The eleventh new warbler loud and clear mess willow smoke low, broken soul spring rain broken intestine period. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and it was a little girl, and it was a little girl. The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one.
The whole world is moved by the love of sacrifice, the bouquet of flowers to remember the world. Zhang Xuanqiao's "Ching Ming Sentiments" thoughts of continuous know how much? The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the old days.
Han Changyan's "Tomb-sweeping at Ching Ming" is a busy seasonal tomb-sweeping at Ching Ming, and people are saddened by the lonely graves. The flowers are placed in the graveyard, the tears are dripping wet.
Burning paper and cracking whips startle the trees and trees, and lighting incense and candles is a great way to make sure that your parents are happy. The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing and how you are doing it.
6. Yu Guangzhong's nostalgia, I believe that many people are familiar with, but also can read that sadness in the verseAll cultures will be precipitated into the personality - Jung owner of this question is really a wide range of ah, your string of summary can be summarized in Yu Guangzhong's original words to the modern poetry of the three-dimensional space, perhaps the vertical sense of history, the horizontal sense of place, the sense of the modern poem, the sense of history, the horizontal sense of place, the sense of the modern poem, the sense of the modern poem, and the sense of the modern poem. The three dimensions of modern poetry are perhaps the vertical sense of history, the horizontal sense of place, and the sense of reality at the crossroads of the vertical and horizontal. The generalization of "transcending space and time" without entering the unique space and time of the nation is only a kind of evasion. In the past, modern poems were too much like abstract paintings. Preface ........................... .............................. .............................. .............................. ......... But for your question: talk about your understanding of cultural characteristics? This can't be said in a sentence or two. I'll find some information for you: although the north is not my hometown, but for the soul of the Han and Tang soul is sent, is my ancestors' ancestors plowed, the song sung, broadly speaking, has long been a whole nation's hometown of the ancient capitals, do not have to calculate, trace the genealogy of who and what. The so-called nostalgia, the original geography, ethnicity, history, culture and so on the level, do not have to formally tied to a village or town. If the nostalgia of ...... individuals can be solved by one village and one town, then I am afraid that it will only remain at the level of hometown associations. The true son of China's subconscious depths of the immortal soul of the Han Tang spirit, nostalgia is pervasive in the history and culture of the straight warp and weft, and the nation's woe **** bear, into the same time. Geographic nostalgia should be multiplied by the vicissitudes of time in order to have depth, and is also suitable for the theme of the poem. A reader's nostalgia is added to the space, multiplied by time, multiplied by cultural memory, multiplied by the vicissitudes, this nostalgia is three-dimensional. The nostalgia and admiration of a middle-aged man is not only spatial, but also temporal, not only the mother of the continent, but also, and even more, everything that has happened on it. The significance of land is enriched by history. ...... The whole continent, is an open-air giant museum, a man gone stage empty theater, although the role has been dispersed, the aftermath of the voice, the atmosphere still makes people today low wandering.