Poetic life

With a handful of water, I was drunk in the spring breeze. The air is filled with faint fragrance, and those precious years pass silently at your fingertips. Poetry, poetry is Haizi's "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms", poetry is Xu Zhimo's "I Gently Wave Farewell to the Clouds in the Western World", and poetry is "Like the spring rain in the city, floating in my heart". Everyone who has an indissoluble bond with writing is pursuing that poetic spiritual harbor in reality or dreams. Our life is not perfect, but our hearts can be full of poetry. People often say: "Reality is so cruel!" The vulgarity and vulgarity in reality are incompatible with poetry. Haizi, Hemingway and Sanmao all committed suicide in the splendid season of life. Their works encourage people to love life and be strong and progressive. When their inner perfect poetic life runs counter to reality, they go to extremes. Looking at their words, I cried, not because the girls were sentimental, but because their poetic life could not find a boundary with reality. I suddenly realized that poetry is based on reality, they love poetry too much, and we ordinary people also have our own happiness, which needs to be experienced with our hearts. Don't pursue vanity too much, in fact, ordinary is also a poetic life. Poetry can be a cup of fragrant tea, a pool of clear water or a wisp of flowers. In this ever-changing world, everything contains poetry. We live in infinite poetry. Jimmy wrote, "the lights in the street are flickering, and my big shoes are ringing alone on the stone road." I know that I am not alone on this road. " He was seriously ill, but he didn't give up his dream. He influenced many confused people with brushes and ethereal and philosophical words. Because he lives poetically, his desire for life makes his heart fragrant and surrounded by poetry, and the artistic conception of poetry can be read in words and pictures, so he must regard his illness as a poem in life and live happily. Let go of the closed heart and embrace the poetry in life! To live poetically is to treat any suffering as a poem. Then brew the showers of life. Hu Lancheng said: "He likes to drink red wine in a transparent glass." . Zhang Ailing finally left him. Love is insignificant in the eyes of others, but only those who are immersed in it know that it is poetry. The feeling of being drunk is poetry. If you are intoxicated by a little thing for a moment, it is a poetic life. Love ordinary people, love everything in the world, love the suffering that God puts on you, and integrate reality with poetic mood, so that you can live poetically, and don't complain that life is poetic. The commentary focuses on "our life is not perfect, but our hearts can be full of poetry", with a small opening and a new angle, which is easy to dig deep. The pros and cons of the article are in sharp contrast and closely related; Accurate writing, free discussion and fluent writing. Sentences like "If you are intoxicated by a little thing for a moment, it is to live poetically" can be called "fine police". From the examples in the article, we can see the candidates' literary literacy and cognitive ability, which must be the accumulation of years of reading and thinking, and can never be done by deliberate preparation. Live poetically. Live poetically? When I first read these five words, it seems that if I don't immediately think of "we should live poetically", I will be suspected of being sorry for the cultural education and orthodox cultural mechanism I have received for more than ten years. But because of this, it is even more doubtful-whether it is the sadness of "the wood in the forest, the beauty in the forest, and the wind will destroy it" or the exposure of a hidden mistake. Beauty lies in the infinite meaning of the word poetry. It is difficult to simply classify or exclude the poetic category from the majestic imperial temple, the joy of rivers and lakes, the seclusion in deep mountains and valleys, and the leisurely and plain streets. This greatly increases the difficulty of doubt. I am too lazy to investigate the exact definition of poetry. When it comes to poetry, the first person that comes to mind is Zhu Dunru. "Fisherman's long body, only * * fishing rod acquaintances. Random transshipment, back to the boat, as if flying without a trace. Reed flowers bloom and fall, and staying drunk is a good policy. There was a storm last night, but I didn't hear it. " People who write such poems should meet the poetic standards of fuzziness, right? Claiming to be a landscape lang in Qingdu and "drunk by plum blossoms", whether this free and easy life is simple or not is not discussed for the time being. In fact, the fisherman was unfortunately taken a fancy to by Qin Gui's adult in his later years, and inexplicably became a lady with a cracked life, and his reputation was ruined all his life. I'm afraid this is not a poem, but a novel by O'Henry. It's a little ridiculous. If you were that Mr. Zhu, what would you do? Another example is A Dream of Red Mansions. I'm afraid even a critic who lacks goodwill will call her life poetic. Just "Spring Festival, wearing jasmine alone in the shade of flowers" can be romantic. However, the final decline of the Jia family has nothing to do with their "poetic life" all day? Poetry is the sustenance of the frustrated, just as poetry itself is the sustenance of the poet. A pursuit of cherishing and enjoying life, showing the different values of oneself and other things, and even getting rid of material fatigue is really worthy of recognition. This is also one of the ways people struggle in the world. But the reason why we talk about poetry is precisely because our environment is not so poetic. Can this idealized and poetic "poem" really work? What can poetry do for Zhu Dunru and Jia Yingchun? The lack of poetry in the environment stems from the lack of poetry in our hearts, just as the destruction of the environment stems from the greed in human hearts and should not be caused by consequences. Fighting in the spiritual field? Well, I also pray that poetry can help them calm the waves in their hearts, although I insist that a person's mentality cannot be completely divorced from the reality he has experienced. Moreover, even if we return to the spiritual boundary, there are still people who are unwilling to rest. "A floating life hates less pleasure, I wish to love my daughter and smile" was dismissed as "the feudal upper class's play thought, full of vulgar interest in pursuing pleasure"; "Going to the west wing alone without words, the moon is like a hook" can't win the sympathy of future generations who hold the theory of a bad king. This "poem" is not an explanation of another "poem"? Poetry, the first step is depravity, the last step is silence, the left step is boredom, and the right step is …… a derogatory adjective that can be inserted at will. Poetry refers to the peace and nature in our hearts. If you care too much about people and things, you can't talk about poetry. Poetic life is a minority. They have poems, but they give up more where we can't see them. Some of them are immortal, some are called Su Shi or Ouyang Xiu, and I am just a mortal. Who allows me to be a peach blossom garden? How can people let go of all this persistence? The Peach Blossom Garden is in your heart, and no one can give it to you. What is Lu Xun's life like? I have never seen anyone describe it as "poetic". It doesn't mean that the life he hasn't lived is a bad life, but, just like the original suspicion, as long as an adverb is added in front of life, must we pursue it deliberately? What you barely get is bound to be less original. If you can't forget the colorful banknotes, you might as well remember them. Which can be less painful? But there is no denying that poetry is as noble as the snow on Mount Everest. I can't bear to say much about people's pursuit of poetic life. In the final analysis, poetry is people's occasional boredom with the materialistic world, and it represents people's sophistication and paranoid perfectionism. So, live poetically? Well, live poetically. General comment: The author questioned the poetic life, which I think is more profound than blindly praising poetic life. The author saw the contradiction between poetry and reality and started his own thinking through some concrete examples, but unfortunately, after denying that poetry makes people knowledgeable and rich, he did not find the source of poetry further. He just uses his own paranoia to deny the paranoia of others. Poetic life refers to our inner peace, or "nature" is the most appropriate word to describe it. There is poetry in the heart, but there is no persistence, and the influence of the natural environment is very small. This kind of life, I think, is a poetic life. Here is an example. Wang Yangming, a representative of Mind Studies in Ming Dynasty, was once demoted to Longchang, Guizhou. That place is deserted, sparsely populated, infested with insects, snakes and monsters, and full of poison. When there was no housing at first, Wang Yangming had to live in a cave; There is not enough food, so he grows grain and vegetables himself, and sometimes picks bracken to satisfy his hunger. Even in this adversity, he sat quietly every day, trying to understand the sage's state of mind. When he saw the poor living conditions of the local people, he taught them to build houses with brick and wood. He also personally built a Longgang Academy, where he taught students and enjoyed discussing Confucian classics with students. Wang Yangming wrote a poem "Sitting at night all one's life": "There is true joy in teaching, and there is no vulgar flow in talking and laughing. Recalling the prosperity of the times and seeking the Millennium. " It can be seen that as long as there is poetry in the heart, the external environment can be changed. To give another extreme example, Wen Tianxiang was imprisoned in the dungeon of the Military Forces Prison in the Yuan Dynasty for three years, but he wrote a long poem "Yi Ge Xing". Can you say that he has no poetry in his heart? Therefore, whether there is poetry or not, whether we can live poetically does not lie in the external environment, but in our hearts, and in the level of our ideological realm. By the way, this classmate's writing style is very sophisticated, with Lu Xun's style and a good understanding of history and culture, which is worth learning. Live poetically, live poetically, and you can "see the mountains at night as blue clouds"; If you live a poetic life, you can "quietly enjoy the cool breeze of the ancient layer." All one's life, plants and trees fall in autumn, and they will not fall for a hundred years. The only way to live is to walk calmly and live poetically, so that it can find its true value. In the complicated world, it is always difficult for people to stretch their original thoughts. The chaotic world, the confused world of mortals, and people's worries about worldly affairs have covered their happy hearts with dust and fallen on the ladder of success, just to remember the so-called "poetry" and calmness of the sages. Living poetically, the troubles of the world are no longer as Tagore said. The brand of death has branded the mark of life on the coin of life, making it buy those truly valuable things. Only by living poetically can Ming Che look at the disputed world indifferently and let the troubles stop. Thousands of stories spread across Wang Yang, and Cai Shiqi counted the Three Kingdoms alone. Turbid waves are a cup of boiled wine, and Li Bai is drunk with a chronicle of the Tang Dynasty. Li Bai, who fought for the end of the world, chose to live poetically, so history left a free and easy figure of violet living in the earth, a green donkey and a blue shirt, which made Li Bai find the true happiness of life. Living poetically, the value of life embodies Kant's saying that only the moral law in his heart and the starry sky above his head make him awe. When we choose to live poetically, we can explore the initial awe of life. Through Zhuang Zhou's Dream Butterfly, I broke away from the danger of riding a green cow, stepped on the immortal water flowing eastward at the foot of Confucius, lived poetically, suddenly looked back and smiled at life. Du Fu, whose books ruined people, chose a poetic life, so in his history, there was another poem with holiness. Even "flying around, what am I like, just a sandpiper in the vast world!" " ; Even "I am old and sick, alone with my boat" and "how can I not cry at this railing?" : even if it is the dilemma of "rolling my hair" and "hanging on the top of the forest"; Shaoling did not change his original intention, and restored the historical essence and the sufferings of people's livelihood with a giant pen like a rafter. A boat and a cold quilt made Du Fu realize the value and significance of life. The real world is a mess, materialistic and bloody; Colorful lights flashing, let this quiet become dry. The elegance of playing the piano and singing the wind is gone, the ancient charm of playing piccolo and enjoying the moon is hard to stay, and the peace of mind in the material civilization created by modern people is hard to find. Live poetically, sweep away the worldly dust, and be disturbed by the world of mortals quietly. Let's put our hands together, smile and live poetically, and discover the beauty hidden in the bright stars. Review articles comment on history, which has settled down in reality, proving that poetic life is clear and calm, and the value of life lies in the peace and freedom of mind. Prose is a highlight of the article, which shows the examinee's extraordinary language ability with its alternation of dispersion and escape, density and brilliance. Although a little regret is not true, or some books are suspected of showing off, it has a unique artistic beauty, which can be said to be flawed. Living Poetically Heidegger said: "People should live poetically." When birds soar in the sky, when flowers bloom on the earth, when people smile, poetry begins to flow in life. People should live poetically. Living poetically stems from the harmony in people's hearts. Ji Xianlin once said: True harmony is the harmony in people's hearts. "True harmony is the harmony between people." Imagine how a person with a turbid heart can make his life full of poetry. A person's attitude towards life is often a true reflection of his heart. As a result, sister Lin, as clear as water, lived in Xiaoxiang Pavilion, shed tears in the wind under the lush bamboo trees, expressed her feelings for the moon and sang several beautiful poems. Xue Pan, who smells like wine and meat, only knows how to guess the rules and talk nonsense about "a mosquito groans". People who are harmonious in heart and full of love for everything can live poetically. Mother Teresa brings love to every poor person, and love makes her life full of poetry; Father Pierre sends warmth to the homeless, and caring makes his life full of poetry. Academician Yuan Longping sends hope to the hungry, and love makes his life full of poetry. Only when people have inner harmony and love everything can they learn to live poetically. To live poetically, people need to draw nutrition from reading. Let reading become a part of life, and life can become poetic. When people explore the way of being a man from the classics of Confucianism, Taoism and Mohism, when people open the mirror of history from Sima Qian's bamboo slips, and when people realize the writing method from the works of eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, wisdom begins to nourish people's dry souls and inject poetry into them. When people think about the hermit's feelings from Tao Yuanming's Chrysanthemum, when people feel the change of life and death from Shi Tiesheng's Altar, and when people find the peace of life from Rousseau's Walden Lake, thinking begins to put wings on the soul and let it soar in the poetic sky. Only when people gain wisdom from reading and learn to think from reading can they experience a poetic life. To live poetically, people need to let nature soothe their impetuous hearts. Modern people's life is full of running for their livelihood and future, full of noisy whistle and noise, and full of indifference and vigilance between people. People need to find the poetry of life in the breeze and birdsong. The vast and desolate forest brought rich and sad feelings to Shakespeare who lived poetically, the flowing Danube brought beautiful charm to Strauss' family, and the ancient and vicissitudes of Fenghuang ancient city brought historical simplicity and profundity to Shen Congwen who lived poetically. The agility and purity of nature make people live more poetically. When people live with inner harmony and love, when people gain wisdom and thoughts from reading, and when people seek comfort from nature, people can live poetically as Liu Yuxi wrote in My Humble Room.