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Anonymous users2024-02-07"A Blossoming Tree" is a poem written by Taiwanese poet Xi Murong, originally from Inner Mongolia, which is deeply loved by readers at home and abroad.
How to make you meet me.
In my most beautiful moments.
For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray to the Buddha for us to form a relationship with the earth.
The Buddha turned me into a tree.
Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.
Under the sun, it is full of flowers discreetly.
The flowers are the hope of my past life.
When you approach, please listen.
That trembling leaf.
It's the enthusiasm I was waiting for.
And when you finally walk by in defiance.
Falling to the ground behind you.
Friend, that's not petals.
That's my withered heart.
Full explanation: The soul of poetry lies in love, and poetry is only true to love. Xi Murong's "A Flowering Tree" shows a young girl's heart of spring with sincerity and shock.
How you meet me in my most beautiful moments'At the beginning of the poem, the image of a beautiful and dignified, bold and frank girl poured out, which was vivid and moving. There is no earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods, the word "the most beautiful" depicts the girl's pursuit of pure, sacred, great, and beautiful love in a nuanced and incisive way, but without the slightest pretentiousness, it is the natural expression of the true sincerity of the girl's heart.
The sun is full of flowers, and the flowers are the hope of my past life'
Some people say that love is fate, love a person or not love a person, is a feeling, is not a choice, any effort is deliberately reluctant, is in vain, however, in the vast sea of people, how many people are lined up, holding the number plate of love, looking left and right forward, love has to turn a few corners to come? The person we are waiting for, how far in the future is he? If it is said that the fate is in the providence, then the part is man-made.
The flattery of modern people is a kind of consolation of negative self-abandonment. The woman in the poem, "carefully blooming full of flowers" on the side of the road that the person she cares about, is a declaration of love, and an act of positive achievement and "share" with the person she likes. The word "prudent" more delicately depicts the psychological activities of a woman who strives to improve herself and looks at love with a sincere heart.
Life is in a hurry, and what we inadvertently flow away is not just love? Success is destined for three points, and seven points depend on hard work, and love to fight will win.
O friend who fell to the ground behind you, that is not a petal, it is my withered heart'When the person in mind "walked over in disregard", it was not the petals that fell to the ground, but the withered heart of the girl, tears, blood, and loss, such as crying and complaining, and its desolate condition was tear-jerking; However, falling red is not a ruthless thing, and turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. The one who fell to the ground is the girl's heart is not ashamed, the love has no regrets, the life has no regrets, the truth of her love, the sincerity of the meaning, and the persistence of the pursuit of the heart, it is really shocking, crying ghosts and gods!
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Anonymous users2024-02-061. This poem is also very smooth and harmonious. The whole poem is full of charm and eloquent. The "flowers", "beauty", "Buddha", "dust" and so on in the poem not only have affection, but also plot and imagination - "The Buddha then turned me into a tree", and there is exaggeration - "I have been praying in front of the Buddha for 500 years".
There is a lot of affection between the lively turns, and this affection blooms into flowers.
2. This is a delicate and touching beautiful little poem, although there is no word "love", the warm and persistent love jumps on the page. When you walk through the colorful flowers, you may think that there are some creatures around us who love us deeply, and the state bend is like this flowering tree, because of our presence.
3. Original text: How to let you meet me.
In my most beautiful moments.
for this. I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray to the Buddha for us to form a relationship with the earth.
The Buddha turned me into a tree.
Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.
Under the sun. Prudently full of books let stuffy flowers.
The flowers are the hope of my past life.
When you approach. Please listen carefully.
That trembling leaf.
It's the enthusiasm I was waiting for.
And when you finally walk through in defiance.
He who fell to the ground behind you.
Friends. That's not petals.
That's my withered heart.
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Anonymous users2024-02-051. Original text: "A Blossoming Tree".
2. How do I let you meet me.
In my most beautiful moments.
For this, I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.
Ask it to make us a dust bond.
The Buddha then turned me into a tree.
Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.
Under the sun, it is full of flowers discreetly.
The flowers are the hope of my past life.
When you approach, please listen.
The trembling leaves are the enthusiasm I am waiting for.
And you finally walk by in defiance.
Falling to the ground behind you.
Friend, that's not a petal, it's my withered heart.
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Anonymous users2024-02-04A Blossoming Tree
Xi Murong. How to make you meet me.
In my most beautiful moments.
for this. I have been praying before the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray to the Buddha for us to form a relationship with the earth.
The Buddha attacked the sedan chair and turned me into a tree.
Grow by the side of the road that you must pass.
Under the sun. It is full of flowers carefully.
The flowers are the hope of my past life.
When you approach. Please listen carefully.
That trembling leaf.
It's the enthusiasm I was waiting for.
And when you finally walk through in defiance.
He who fell to the ground behind you.
Friends. That's not petals.
That's my withered heart.
Appreciation: Xi Murong said that this poem is a love poem written to the natural world, "I met a flowering tree at the scene of life and spoke for it. But some people interpret the work as a love poem in which a girl stands there waiting for a boy to look at her, and she says she is "a little hesitant" in a Zen posture.
At the same time, she states that the poet's interpretation is only one of them, because the reader's interpretation also makes sense. It is generally believed that Xi Murong's poem shows a young girl's heart of spring with sincerity and shock.
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