"Zhou Tao Shenshan" Original

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Kamiyama

So it spoke and the sea was born.

-Augustus

The three greatest mountain systems in the world/combined into this three-dimensional black relief group/Karakorum in the Himalayan Gangdise/Mammoths in the Long Dragon Array, Saber-toothed tigers and carnivorous dinosaurs/beasts rushing up and down the river/collided here/in the early history, they were cast into peaks/rivers by years, cooled into black rocks/formed three giant columns with legs. The roof that supports/supports our ancient and young world is under this roof. The velvet tablecloth in the oasis/people who are eating pomegranate seeds and walnuts/people who are looking at the infinite images carved on three huge pillars/and the old people and children who have lofty awe and gratitude from the endless mysterious words flowing in front of them/weaving myths/bodies are like carpets/crawling on the beach and bathing with snow water/they think it is a god, facing the sun.

People in the room can't see it.

—— Ai Qing

So it began to speak, with the crystallization of snow water/the cold feelings in the July sun, the hexagonal petals melted/the waterfall washed away the stone wall, and the spring red took the soil/it communicated with the world in such language/sometimes it punished, but more nourishing/more importantly, these languages eventually merged into the sea/thus running through the starting point and end point of the whole world/it understood the world but the world did not understand its hardships and long journey, Until another cycle/great law gave birth to the ordinary process/with this supreme form, the statue of the largest/two elements/soil supporting human belief was the mountain, and the portrait of water was the sea/and it came into being.

His mind is always above everything else.

whitman

Are there still fewer people who died under its chin?

Make pilgrims crawl from spirit to body/leave an irreversible shock to the explorer's soul/dull the eyes of strong mountain people/set off a large number of camel teams to carry corpses/he always forces people to admit their smallness/feel mysterious in front of primitive brute force, but fewer people go to it? /All the legends fabricated by the previous generation because of confusion/may greatly arouse the curiosity of the next generation/In order to prove the energy of their beliefs, the pull of their will, the persistence and explosiveness of their physique and intelligence/People will never avoid danger in their lives/The team heading for Shenshan looks solemn in case I fall on this road? I'm not afraid, because I'm not alone here/I'm not an adventurer and a misanthrope/I have a mission and freshness/the mission is higher than this mountain in my heart/his head is always above everything/I don't feel lonely, so I'm strong.

"Brother, you know who I am. I believe you are waiting for me. "

Neruda

I left the city with balconies and street gardens/hurried through the countryside with vines and corn bushes/came to a future place/left the familiar world far behind. In fact, I don't know anyone here/no one will scream when I see my face/the road maintenance worker standing on the steep wall smiles at me/his yellow dog doesn't know this subtle tacit understanding/so he chases the car crazily without any effort. I took a nap on the stationmaster's old sheepskin mattress/then sat side by side with motorcyclists in greasy military coats/squeezed into the bonfire of road builders in the middle of the night/was awakened by altitude sickness patients with limbs twitching in the morning/shook hands and laughed after quarreling with the knocked-up military doctor. I don't know anyone/anyone who can come here has the same heart/we don't just recognize each other by the logo on the military cap/here, we rely on sunken nails and chapped lips/the spirit of suffering for the mission. We are interdependent and we are strong. We are prone to tears/we spend a whole year waiting for a letter from home/we suffer, we don't want pity/we spend our youth to win glory/we are ignorant, but Kunlun Mountain gives our university a chance to breathe each other's body breath in green camp/call each other's names on the snowy road to be opened/people become close under the empty sky/"Brother, you know who I am,/you are waiting for me-I believe".

Another world in his mind has arrived.

-Rimal

The forehead of Kunlun Mountain is covered with ancient white hair/and the stories I heard on my way there are very young. Members of the Ali team/have been buried under boulders or getting old/Mars has been trampled on rocks by their camels and caravans/but it is flashing on the windshield of today's autobots/the blood of a county party secretary who was shot thirteen times by the rebels/flows in our strange veins forever. Freedom is a symbol of great achievements/all people with lofty aspirations and hearts should let their tentacles reach its top/majestic mountains. The commanding heights of the world/Tianmen where you inspire imagination and demand will/A famous soldier who fought in China 30 years ago/He waved his arms to the top of the mountain to make the soldiers look/He made his first March with poetry, which made the son of a farmer, the lucky star of the war/the admirer of veterans, the grumpy God in the bitter struggle/He looked at his ragged and invincible army/At this group of ordinary people who created amazing miracles. In fact, the general's heart has already flown to Kunlun/this is in line with his character. Firm and naive/his deployment is solid/but his fantasy is absurd/strange. The general who struggled all his life/suddenly became a poet at the foot of Kunlun Mountain/Another world has reached his mind/The marching order is: split Kunlun Mountain to meet the ocean wind.

I want to know who this king of kings is!

Tagore

So this is the ancestor of Wanshan/Mount Fuji, taller and bigger than the Alps/crystal clear, and looks like a toy because it is too easy to get close to/the giant in this mountain. The grumpy lion/stubborn tough guy, rough-skinned father/finally approached me, but it was not a desperate death/the rough embrace of the lion/the place where all tenacious life was tolerated/the wild donkey of the racing car had a good time/the place where the blue sight of Bangong Lake could never escape/the place where gray pigeons flew around/the place where the steep mountain top left the ruins of ancient palaces, so I gradually rose to the sky/. Overlooking the road builders' long poems/pursuing the hovering track of the goshawk/reaching the plateau at dusk/the bugle sounded, and the era of dusk arrival/mountains was recorded from then on. We don't appear as conquerors/I will be close to anything I am proud of/we all exist as family members/at the same time, we will always live as pioneers/the living will remember the names of these mountains/these mountains will not forget the names of the dead/this king of kings.

Appreciation of Zhou Tao's poetry collection "Shenshan" is one of the new books "Poems of Comrades", that is to say, it is a collection of poems written by an army author that reflects the life of the army and won the excellent poetry collection award of Chinese Writers Association. This collection of poems contains 40 masterpieces by the author, many of which have aroused strong repercussions among readers as soon as they came out. The holy mountain is charming and beautiful. There are sapphire-like stone walls, silver snow lines, noble bristles, majestic eagles and endless pilgrims. However, there are still countless flashing red stars stationed there all the year round. Zhou Tao, a poet, infiltrated his soul into the sacred mountain, wrote its majestic momentum, dignified manner and majestic pride, and entrusted his love for the magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland and his admiration for contemporary soldiers. The philosophy of soldiers, life and love deeply contained in the poem can ignite the brilliant spark in your heart. Among them, Shenshan is an epic lyric poem. This long poem has six chapters, and each chapter is engraved with one or two famous poems. The whole poem is ambitious, but each line has been carefully pondered and quite artistic. The Holy Mountain is a symbol of the motherland, and it is also a symbol of the motherland in the hearts of China People's Liberation Army soldiers. The sacred mountain is not a mythical mountain, but a spiritual mountain, a sacred mountain, and a mountain worshipped and admired by soldiers. The holy mountain is not a mountain in the religious sense, but the mission and belief of the soldiers are sincere. The first chapter describes the formation and composition of the mountain on the roof of the world. At the beginning, it explains the "mysterious language" of Shenshan, deconstructs "myth" and leads the direction of poetry to a social theme. The description at the beginning is magnificent and has a lyrical narrative tone. The second chapter is the communication between Shenshan and the sea. Shenshan began to speak, and the snow water that originated from Shenshan finally merged into the sea. Starting from this chapter, the work entered into deep thinking, and philosophy came from it. This poem starts from the point of view that the mountain is the starting point and the sea is the end point, and the spirit of the holy mountain runs through the whole world. The poet described the whole process of snow falling on the sacred mountain, and the snow flowed eastward and then into the sea, even repeatedly. Here, from the perspective of the sacred mountain, the poet believes that the highest form is the largest, the sublime form the broad, and the mountain forms the sea, which constitute the two major factors supporting human beliefs. The poet has a broad vision and profound thoughts. Sadly, people in the house can't see it And our poet, walking out of the room, saw it and wanted to enlighten the people in the room. The third chapter describes the sense of mission of soldiers. With a sense of mission, soldiers will not fall down, and with a sense of mission, they will not be lonely. As a foreshadowing, at the beginning of this chapter, I wrote about the collapse of pilgrims and the panic of explorers in the past, both of which are experienced and very vivid. The fourth chapter describes the identity, dependence, understanding and friendship between soldiers who suffered for their mission. The fifth chapter is about a firm and naive general who sent his troops to the holy mountain, and the holy mountain and the general set each other off. The holy mountain is the commanding height of the world, the door to stimulate imagination and demand will, and the symbol of great achievements. Therefore, the general who has struggled all his life suddenly appeared poetic and picturesque in generate at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, which is amazing. The sixth chapter describes the essence and symbol of the sacred mountain. Shenshan is the ancestor of Wanshan, a giant in the mountain, violent, stubborn and rude. However, it is its rugged embrace that embraces all tenacious lives. The ancestor of Wanshan is Shenshan, and the king of kings is the motherland. When the poet is really close to the holy mountain as a soldier, when he is proud of the holy mountain, homesick and pioneering here, the king among kings in his heart is the motherland entrusted with the mission. In this way, Zhou Tao sang the motherland, the soldiers and his inner pride with unusual artistic conception and concise and powerful lines. Such a poem deserves an award. Reading this poem, we feel the truth of the poet's feelings everywhere, the fight of the poet's strong and brave vitality everywhere, and the poet's lofty spirit everywhere. If there is no spiritual strength, you will think that being a soldier on Kunlun Mountain is extremely hard, monotonous and lonely, and you will regard it as a chore. Zhou Tao, on the other hand, really has a telepathy for this mountain, or, with telepathy, he can create the image of this mountain. In my opinion, Zhou Tao's original intention of writing "The Mountain of God" was not to educate soldiers to love the frontier, although the educational motivation of this poem is enormous. I think Zhou Tao's original intention is to express his admiration and love for Kunlun. In this process, his feelings for the motherland, which were already full in his heart, naturally flowed out.