Bingxin s biography, works, essays, poems.

Bingxin, formerly known as Xie Wanying, was born in 1900 --- died in 1999. Spring Water], [Little Orange Lantern], [Send Little Readers], [Send Little Readers], [Send Little Readers], [Three Send Little Readers], etc.

1. The weak in the world.

was originally a stubborn person, but for the solemnity of the universe, he became a weak person in the world.

was originally a stone-like person, but for the depths of nature, he became a weak person in the world.

was originally a stubborn person, but for the warmth of his mother, he became a weak person in the world.

Stone! So cold, so solid, why can't you establish yourself in all things?

The universe - nature -

Mother, these deep circles, with a little strength, how can I bear to resist in the future!

can't"-how to endure", the person who was talking about Li like a stubborn stone, actually lowered his head and became a weak person in the world.

June 21, 1922.

2. Under the shade of roses.

The clothes and the pages of the books flickered.

The sunrise with fine crushed leaves at the bottom.

I folded one and waited—waited, the crimson petals of the flower were just right for the white clothes of her snow god.

On the cold stone steps, sit—sit, wait for her not to come, only to smell her hands.

The faint scent of roses!

May 18, 1922.

3. Don't forget. Tear off the calendar, what day is it?

A dark cloud came to me.

Peacemaker! Philosopher! ”

I forbade myself not to think about him, but I just thought about him.

I'm just so emotional!

I cannot pretend to be a peacemaker, and I am not worthy to be a philosopher;

I just know. People love me - I love him, people hate me - I .......

A leafy piece of land is my home, and I will never forget him!

May 7, 1922.

4. Review. Three very young children, sitting in a row on the edge of the ditch by the tree, looked at each other with a smile - waiting.

One clapped his hands and sang, and the other two also hurriedly clapped and sang;

Stopped again-

Still looking at each other with a smile - waiting.

Dust in the streets.

Pedestrians are weaving, they have created their own naïve world!

It's just three ordinary children, but it has won me three times to review.

April 17, 1922.

5. Welcome "spring".

Spring is coming, greet her from **?

Maybe listen to her footsteps, look at her beautiful clothes, and pick up her soft smile? ”

She came from the green grass, from the murmuring of the water, from the breeze, from the joyful smiles of the world.

My friend, isn't this "spring"?

She pushes the world of heavy makeup, turns to you, comforts you, inspires you, and commands you more deeply.

Look at this perfect performance! My friend!

Do you have to find "spring"?

"How could spring have been earthly?

Look at the life she creates!

In the new green grass and the rising tide, spring is hidden in it!

March 9, 192.

Bingxin's famous prose works are as follows:

1, "Cherry Blossom Praise".

Cherry Blossom Praise" is prose. Ice Heart. The author's reminiscence of his visit to Japan in 1961, especially the friendly act of the auto workers who deliberately postponed the strike in order to pick up a delegation of Chinese writers, has been unforgettable for a long time.

The author praises the cherry blossoms of Japan to praise the deep friendship between the Chinese and Japanese peoples. The works are lyrical through scenes, the language is clear and beautiful, and the artistic conception is far-reaching.

2, "About Women".

The author of "About Women" is Bingxin, formerly known as Xie Wanying, pen name Ms. Bingxin, etc., a native of Minhou, Fujian. He used to be a member of the China Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the secretary of the China Writers Association. The essay collection "Sending Young Readers" expresses the author's concern and support for children, and is full of hope for the future.

This book is a collection of Bingxin, signed "Men", which belongs to one of the "new journals of enlightened literature" and is an "expanded edition".

3. "Gleaning Notes", Bingxin's work. Published by the Writer's Publishing House in 1964, it is a compilation of prose works written after the liberation of Bingxin and before 1964. A total of 51 works such as "Into the Great Hall of the People" and "Aren't You Proud" are included.

It records what Bingxin saw and heard in China in the fifties and sixties of the twentieth century, and marks a deep imprint of the times.

4, "We Woke Up Spring".

We Woke Up Spring" is a beautiful essay in Bingxin's collection of essays published in 1960 that describes the author's love for spring. The language of this article is beautiful, and it compares spring to people, and vividly describes the characteristics of spring and the activities of people in spring.

It shows the vitality of spring and the revival of all things, shows that spring is hope, spring is vitality, spring is a new beginning, spring will bring happiness to men, women and children, and writes the author's praise and love for spring, and also expresses Bingxin's support for socialist construction and hopes for national rejuvenation.

Bingxin (1900-1999) children's literature writer, poet, translator, social activist, her pen name comes from "a piece of ice heart in the jade pot", her famous prose works include "Stars", "Spring Water", "Leisure", "Returning to the South", "Aunt", "Going to the Country", "Past Events", "Superman", "Send Young Readers", "Bingxin Prose Collection", "Bingxin Selected Prose".

"Selected Essays of Bing Xin" is one of the 100 classic works in China and one of the ten prose classics in China in the 20th century. This book brings together a number of essays by Bingxin, and selects the author's works: Leisure, Past Events (1) - A Few Pages of Pictures in the History of Life, Going to Qinglong Bridge, Past Events (2), Sending Young Readers, Self-Preface to the Four Editions of "Sending Young Readers", and Newsletter.

1. Communications. 2. Communications.

3. Communications. 4. Communications.

5. Communications. Sixth, communication seventh, etc.

At the beginning of the article "Superman", it is pointed out that the protagonist He Bin is a cold-hearted young man. He doesn't socialize with people, and he doesn't like to bring anything angry. This stems from his negative attitude towards life, which is so negative and stubborn.

He stubbornly believes that the world is empty, life is unconscious, and love and mercy are evil virtues. Everything is just a show, full of darkness, bleakness, hypocrisy.

The Past also includes the remote Indian philosopher Rabindranath Tagore, the boundary of "infinite life", the essay on the small window, the dream of Chinese New Year's Eve, the garden of the cross, the miscellaneous notes in the mountains - the children in the remote memory, we woke up the spring, life begins at the age of eighty, the joy of being a teacher, and the giver is more blessed than the receiver. "The Past" summarizes the principle of life, not asking for the next life, just be yourself.

If he never read beautiful and interesting books in his childhood, then he would probably grow up to be a pale person with a lack of aesthetic taste. A person who has often witnessed ugliness and violence since childhood, and a person who has often seen beautiful flowers and been touched by noble sentiments when he is a child, is not the same when he grows up, the former may become savage and cold, and the latter may become rich and fraternal.

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Ms. Bingxin's prose is beautiful, her writing is elegant, and her thoughts are pure, and she can be regarded as a unique writer in China; I remember that in Shelley's poem "Song of the Skylark", it seems to have said that the lark is the embodiment of the joy of the newborn, the star in broad daylight, the messenger who spreads the song into the universe like the moonlight, and the musician who is ashamed of the beautiful sound of the raindrops of the rainbow.

A star twinkles—how could you hear them talking in the deep blue of space?

In the glimmer of silence, they praised each other deeply.

How do you describe the five darknesss?

The depths of the soul, the depths of the universe, and the resting place in the brilliant light.

Eight remnants of flowers adorned the branches, and the birds flew away.

The ground is sprinkled with red—is life also such a glimpse?

One by one, the infinite mystery, where to find it?

After smiling, there is infinite mystery before words.

16 Young people!

For the sake of future memories, carefully draw your current picture.

19. My heart is like a lonely boat through the sea of undulating time.

20 Happiness of the wild reed flower branch in the hands of the god of fate looking for the person to be paid to perfection.

26. The high mountains, the deep sea—it's the cold heart, it's the warm tears, the poor little people!

Is this how the time of 30 passes?

Nothing can be accomplished except in ethereal thoughts!

42. The clouds are in the sky, and the people are on the ground—the mind is imprisoned by the facts, and it is the root of all suffering.

Four-eight weak grass!

Be proud, only you universally decorate the world.

The poems are just a little wave in the sea of learning: yet they are the stars that twinkle brightly in the sky of the mind.

The criticism and judgment of ordinary people on May Day are like a group of blind people, speculating about the moon outside the clouds.

Five-three, my heart!

Awaken not to get caught up in the vortex of nothingness!

May Fourth, my friend!

Arise, and the morning light comes, to wash your soul of the night.

Six-three point me out my friend!

I am a swallow across the sea, looking for a nest across the water.

How lovely is a spring morning?

The melting wind flutters in the sleeves and the mood quietly.

Seventy-seven small rocks are stronger, ready for the waves that urge each other.

Eighty-four is lonely!

How many spiritual boats float in your soft light.

Ninety has been sitting for a long time and pushing the window to look at the sea!

Spend all the boundless emotion on the microwave of the sky.

Is Ninety-Seven real?

The human heart is just a piano box that can't stop singing the tune repeatedly!

Ninety-eight young people!

Believe in yourself!

Only you are real, and only you can create yourself.

One-zero-three time!

Am I too sorry for you now?

But what I have left behind is temporary, and what I seek is eternal.

One Zero Seven My Friend!

Cherish it, don't throw the pearls in your heart into the sea that is difficult to make waves.

One hundred and eight hearts are cold, tears are hot: the heart - solidifies the tears of the world - softens the world.

Gather up the thoughts of the sky and the sky!

Thy central point, thy crystal, shall be my southern needle.

114 I don't know what "home" is: but boredom - sorrow is melted and eliminated in it.

One three one sea, that star has no light?

That flower has no fragrance?

That time I didn't have the clear sound of your waves in my thoughts?

137 smart people abandon the fantasy flowers in your hands!

She's just an ethereal anti-separation, but the spring in your eyes.

One, four, five, heartstrings!

Bounce it up—let the goddess of memory dance to your tune.

1, "Mother".

Oh Mother! The storm in the sky came, and the bird hid in its nest;

The storm in my heart came, and I only hid in your arms.

2, "Paper Boat".

Send to the mother. I never let go of a piece of paper, I always kept it—kept it, folded it into a very small boat, and threw it out of the boat and into the sea.

Some were swept into the windows of the boat by the wind, and some were wet by the waves and stuck on the bow of the boat.

I still don't lose heart, and I always hope that one can flow to where I want it to go.

Mother, if you see a very small white boat in your dreams, don't be surprised that it falls asleep for no reason.

This is your beloved daughter with tears in her eyes, begging her to carry her love and sorrow back.

VIII, XXVII, 1923 Pacific Boat.

3, "The Flower of Success".

Successful flowers, people only envy her current brightness!

However, at the beginning, her buds were soaked in the tears of struggle and sprinkled with the blood of sacrifice. The young green buds, the young green buds, said to the youth:

Develop yourself! ”

The pale white flowers, and the young man said:

Contribute yourself! ”

The crimson fruit said to the youth:

Sacrifice yourself! ”

4. Excerpt from "Stars".

a) The stars are twinkling-

Deep blue space.

How could you hear them talking?

In silence. In the shimmer.

They praised each other deeply. v) Darkness.

How is it described?

The depths of the heart.

The depths of the universe.

A resting place in the brilliant light.

8) Residual flowers are embellished on the branches.

The birds flew away.

Sprinkled red all over the ground

Is life a glimpse like this?

Ninety-eight young people!

Believe in yourself!

Only you are real, and only you can create yourself.

One-zero-three time!

Now I'm guessing.

I'm sorry for you?

But what I have left behind is temporary.

What I seek is forever.

One Zero Seven My Friend!

Treasure it. Don't put the pearls in your heart.

Thrown into the sea that is difficult to make waves.

1. Modern Bingxin's "Spring Water Spider", original text:

Little spider! Stop your work.

Just catch some dust!

2. Modern Bingxin "Spring Water Swallow", original text:

When the willow flowers fly. The swallows are coming.

When the reed flowers fly. The swallow went again.

But they're just as white!

3. Modern Bingxin "Spring Water Sparrow", original text:

Little sparrows! Hugh flew into the ridge of the field.

In the ridges. Bullet machine everywhere.

is quietly waiting for you.

4. Modern Bingxin "Stars and Bees", original text:

Bee. It is the writer who can dissolve.

Draw different incense from the flowers.

Brewed into his original sweet limb finger pickled honey.

5. Modern Bingxin's "Stars and Birds", original text:

I'm always afraid to listen to the sound of wings outside the sky

Little birds!

Wings grow. Where are you going to fly?