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Alone in October. Lin Huiyin.
Like a lost soul on the side of the street, I looked at the face of October in the October sky.
I painted enthusiasm on the shadows of the fog.
Quietly look at a flowing full moon.
I also watched the ** flow back and forth.
Although the shadow is turning over the stars against the waves.
I count the railings on the bridge, the head and tail of the dragon.
It's like sitting on a lonely boat and pulling the fiber by yourself.
I cried like I was talking to myself. I'm even more sorry to myself!
I am anxious, sympathetic, and my heart is as tight as ,—— strings
I said dumb, dumb piano I know, a tune.
Unsung, the fingers of illusion will eventually be on it?
Life Lin Huiyin.
In life, you are a tune, I am singing;
You are the river. I'm a boat, a little white sail.
When I was a traveler, you, the fields, the mountains, the mountains.
In any case, the reversal is intimately implicated.
Thou and I, I pass through thee forever;
I survive, you are the river of my survival, reason and strength.
Your existence. It's in the heartbeat of my chest.
Five-color brilliance.
But we are intertwined.
They didn't leave each other in trouble.
Now that I'm dead, you',—— me to give you back to someone else!
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Slowdown. When all the emotions.
All merged into a grievance.
Like a small river, a great river, flowing towards the boundless sea, no matter how rushing and circling, the strong wind on the river, the small stone pebbles, the few countercurrents made by the river, the little harbor, just like the unintentional tranquility of life, avoids the mainstream;
The calm waves of emotions are more sorrowful.
Stop, this galloping blood;
They don't have to be absolute.
All go to cause tears.
You might as well toss and turn a few more times, trace the flowing water, and let all this chaos in front of you, all of this, go to the architectural logic.
put the hopeless conclusion, a little sluggish;
Procrastination of time—the procrastination of rational judgment—will give pure emotion another hope!
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Lin Huiyin's poems are as follows:
1. "Hearing Music in the Middle of the Night".
This must be your fingers again, flicking, in the middle of the night, dense sorrow; I couldn't help but blush my cheeks, and listened to the vividness of the strings in the middle of the night. A voice obeys the bottom of my heart, and I understand the desolation, but how can I respond? Life early depicted her style spike argument, too weak is people.
Beautiful imagination. Unless there is such a day in your dreams, you and I come together to climb that string of hope.
2. Poetry appreciation.
1. In the quiet of the night, there was a sudden sad sound of the piano ......At the beginning of the poem, the reader is captivated by its quiet, mournful lyricism. From the delicate descriptions of "playing lightly", "dense sadness", "listening quietly", and "blushing cheeks", the secret feelings and special relationship between the player and the listener are hinted at, and at the same time, the misfortune between them is associated with the sad sound of the qin.
2. The last three verses of the poem write the monologue of "I", which contains a very tortuous mentality, and "I" knows the feelings expressed in the sound of the piano best. But he was silently speechless. Because fate plays tricks on people like that, beautiful imagination seems so naïve and fragile in the face of reality.
May there be lovers in the world who will eventually become married and filial piety," this is just the wish of the old moon, and the permutations and combinations of life have their own irresistible laws of the Ji family manuscript.
3. What else can "I" say except to listen to the desolate voice? As a pair of lovers in the past, reality has now separated "me" from "you". Although love comes to mind from time to time, it can only be expressed in a special way, and the author's introduction poem expresses an indescribable hidden pain of love with a straightforward and detailed psychological description.
The man's lovesickness and the woman's melancholy jumped on the paper.
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Lin Huiyin's poems: "You Are the April Day in the World", "Lotus Lantern", "Ninety-Nine Degrees", etc.
"You are the April Day in the World".
I say you are the April day of the earth; The sound of laughter lit up the winds on all sides; The light spirit dances and changes in the glory of spring. You are the clouds and smoke in the early April sky, the soft wind blowing at dusk, the stars shining unintentionally, and the drizzle falling in front of the flowers. That light, that graceful, you are, you wear the crown of fresh flowers, you are innocent, solemn, you are the full moon of the night.
"Lotus Lantern".
It is a lyrical poem written by the modern poet Lin Huiyin in 1932 and published in the March issue of New Moon magazine. This poem embodies the poet's understanding of life, expressing that although the individual is small, he must shine and live the value of life and wonderful emotions. The whole poem is full of metaphors and symbols, the artistic conception is beautiful, the language is fresh and exquisite, and it reads with a touch of sadness, hope, and timeless philosophy.
"In the Ninety-Nine Degrees".
This book mainly includes: Mourning Shima, Only It is Crisp and Tender, Shanxi Correspondence, Commemorating the Fourth Anniversary of Shima's Death, Beyond the Window, Spider Silk and Plum Blossoms, Literature and Art Series** Selected Topics, What is going on, This piece of sunshine, poetry, that night, who loves this endless change, still, hearing music in the middle of the night, laughter, passion, willingness, etc.
Lin Huiyin's character experience:
Lin Huiyin (June 10, 1904-April 1, 1955), formerly known as Lin Huiyin, was born in Hangzhou, Zhejiang, graduated from the University of Pennsylvania, an outstanding architect, poet and writer in modern China, and the wife of Liang Sicheng.
In addition to engaging in architectural scientific research, Lin Huiyin also began to engage in literary creation. In April 1931, her first poem "Who Loves This Endless Change" was published in the second issue of "Poetry Magazine" under the pen name of "Huiyin" in Songzhou. In the following years, he published dozens of works in "Poetry Magazine", "New Moon", "Beidou", Tianjin "Ta Kung Pao", "Literary Magazine", etc., and successively published dozens of works in Yeda.
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Lin Huiyin's poetry masterpiece: "You are the April Day in the World".
Lin Huiyin's literary masterpiece is "You are the April Day in the World", which is the most well-known and the most classic, in addition to Lin Huiyin's literary masterpieces include "Lotus Lantern", "Ninety-nine Degrees", "Beyond the Window", "A Piece of Sunshine" and so on.
In terms of literature, she has written a lot in her life, including prose, poetry, **, scripts, translations and letters, etc., and has published dozens of poems such as "That Night", "Who Loves This Endless Change", "Willingness" and the short story ** "Embarrassment", "One Day", "Passionate" and other poems; drama "Mei Zhen with Them" and so on.
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