2011年1月4日星期二

Life Poem

Life Poem

Poetry is dead the voiceless. Poetry in the hair in your truth, concise language to create a beautiful mood. For the life of people through the ages have had a lot of hopes and disappointments, hopes and disillusionment, the depiction is more too many to describe, singing and chanting. Mind standing in the vast sage Confucius Kawakami Kuiranzhangtan: lost time is never around the clock! Taichetaiwu the Zhuangzi is free and easy to say: life between heaven and earth, such as Baiju had gaps of a sudden it. I, Lawrence of Cao Cao into poetic reverie: wine and song, life is geometry? Such as dew, Goes. Masterpieces Wizards Li Bai had recollections: Take It for Huan geometry? Great master of literature Su Yong said: life is a dream, a bottle of Jiang also sprinkle months.
In these heartfelt, deep Lament in the bone marrow is painful, the most concentrated meaning of the word, than life is short, hasty, uncertain and difficult to grasp. The frequent wars, the ravages of disaster, life instability, poor environment, twist of fate, the fragility of life and so all of this, woven into a vision of life and longing in the music, hard and bitter. The greatness of the universe even more insignificant life, time, contrasting the eternal life Kongzong.
Indeed, life is belonging to each of us, life for everyone, is a realistic, grim, unavoidable issue. In this issue, different people have different answers. Overview of the total while: life poem, poetry is like life.
Life is like a magnificent magnificent epic, rich in ups and downs Life is like a symphonic poem; broad-minded in life as a free sway of free verse, strict parallelism of life is a neat and Verse; happiness Life is like a cadence of the lyrics, wretched life is like a first mixture of quick parts of the limerick ... ...
The history of poetry for the heart, song of the mind. Qu Yuan's poetry, the patriotic poet is undoubtedly the "road is long Come, happiness of the bottom and search" to explore life, and "regret deaths to die yet been finalized," the persistence of life and injustice. Liu Bang's poem "Come Yunfei Yang from wind, Weijia Hai return home within the Xi, Xi Andhra warriors guard the four", it is the late Qin and early Han that turbulent era, with ordinary wilderness countryman won the throne of chasing winners singing. Xiang Yu's poem "Nukiyama heroes, power, piebald does not die when the adverse Come" is a once dominate the world, invincible hero dead end life Elegy helpless. Cao Cao's poem "Laojifuli high aspirations. Martyrs old age, Zhuangxinbuyi", points to the chaos that artistically Chenxiong generous dignity in life. Li Bai's poems, sing the brilliant "Shixian" that "A life is not known as Italy, the Ming Dynasty boat get distributed," the joy and character and the "elite security Nengcui eyebrows bow down things, so I'm not happy Yan," the proud life . Du Fu's poetry, is the chant of fortune Jian's "poet" that "the poor worry about Lebanon in yuan, sigh intestinal hot" concern for the fate of the hot feelings and "How competitive is safe, the world Scholars are delighted, "the broad-minded life. Li Yu's poetry is a lost his country, "Fashion goes in cycles east, my country next month in the bitterly painful," the painful memories, and "Memories can be misery, like a Spring River Flows East" and regret life. Su Shi's poetry is a kind of "Tangshan Tangshan, Trinidad new moon," the broad mind and "River" as the magnificent life. Qingzhao poems, death is a country seen their homes destroyed, displaced the frail woman, "searching, desolate, sad desolately Can Can," the turbulent life. Ji's poetry is a main battle Toubicongrong Warriors "Ping Rong million words to shift policy, planting trees in exchange for the book club" that serve the country nowhere to turn their dreams of grief in life. Wen Tianxiang's poem "Everyone must die, according to annals loyal heart," then wrote a national hero in an awe-inspiring righteousness, sacrifice justice, unafraid of death of the glory of life. Yu Qian's poetry, recorded a patriotic general "pieces where the Xi,

Know

Know
In this way the efforts of the finish, retired and sit on the bed was removed, and this is your day re-day wish?

Not very aware of their heart, that feeling, but they go to this struggle as a quest do not know, and tell their own channel of unknown reasons, the money: Let your own life to live pan, so that their children one can think comfortable leisure. Thinking of the hearts of loved ones feel the most affinity, and their words can really make themselves feel there is a sweet heart, a moment of enrichment to fill, I feel hope for their loved ones, sometimes it to stay in front of me, and its a struggle with each other to encourage each other forward, forward, and he is a pack of people addicted to opium, to their own after a brief fantasy, death of a smile, do not reveal Jiaoren grim, chilling scared meat flutter!

There you can say a word, to say the words that will not solve anything, but this feels really, you can make yourself a moment of tranquility, though only just: every day, repeating yesterday's story. "Very envious of you, met your friend." That someone told me, Oh, life is not all friends, just part of life, my real life - I want to cry, have a good joke than cry, But why am I not, as called themselves happy feeling!

Most people in life, like me, every day in the tight Peng, Jiang Ning face with no expression of a feeling of walking in the way their minds are on the change of seasons seasons unaware that one day suddenly surface on accidentally see in the mirror of their own - a surprise for ourselves, which is under the care of their parents had grown up, have a family own it? Zou Wen tough talk can be more efforts to his forehead, eyes climb, people shake their heads no way you are actually fighting a vain.

Parents, their loved ones, day by day the old gray hair on the temples, themselves do not serve themselves to the left and right again, the children in the care of relatives and grew up in praise, but one by one away from their desired line of sight - son wants his parents away, but not pro in the sense of filial piety, we should live in, there will be many deep feelings Audition now! I know you're thinking of, that he would like to hear from you, but also know that we would like to one day come to that nature constitutes a natural oxygen bar, relax our hard work, so they can live a comfortable floating in the air chic feel, but know, ah know - really have on our shoulders the responsibility of many, many!

Night, Random Thoughts

Night, Random Thoughts

After a hard day, and finally to rest, finally, on this night was entirely my own. At this point, is Cui Jian Jia Hangseng, husky voice that is still the same as years ago. Always thought that life is a very simple matter. Like woke up, that is, white-haired. Then one sunny afternoon, when moving a rocking chair in the warm sun has a better breakdown of the years, those who passed the place, sang songs, had to miss the people. Had gone through half of life is the road, cried, laughed, but also sad too ... ...
Long, long time not read poetry, and also long, long time no taste carefully the text that the United States, and is a look by. After marriage, a man turns around first, then little princess was born to the addition of a person to share my free, no longer have the leisure to look like the article, without any time to listen to like listen to the song. Day she was not tired at work do not want to move, is to accompany little princess kicks and learning. Watching the children grow up day by day, time, day by day so later, as plain as plain water. Plain is the most real life. Blink of an eye, children 10 years old, and he is about to ran out to the 40.
Now, picking up the pieces as before to stop and think about reading, how can not do that. Lost that innocence, to lose the mood. Space, a collection of some feel good Hsu Wen, unfortunately never take a good look. Collection of thin look tonight, as if each one comes with a touch of sadness in which the nature of my heart so deep in injury or do not want to forget? Although it is now to do so, but the hurt is hurt, although healed, and in the dead of night can still feel the pain when Sixin. And all of this, is the wife will never understand, and never wanted her to know. Love her, just let her know that I love her enough, for those hurt on the road only if the scenery is good. Like a nightmare that haunt me for years, like the midnight wake up on the bottom of my heart not just fear of touch, did not want her as my concern. Love is so simple.
Few keystrokes to foolishly froze, listening to a song, then few keystrokes, the time from the hands of so quietly slipped from the ears of the past. Now almost midnight, did not think time will go by so quickly. Oh, it was found yourself silly silly tonight. Sleep, but also to go to work tomorrow morning, but also for her, get some money for the little princess. Days is that simple, so ordinary. Like space, like to say to myself, "ordinary people, extraordinary heart." I'm just an ordinary person, only one extraordinary heart, just want peace to go their own way to finish....