Is it written by Xi Murong that the flowers are flying in the dream?

Yes, due to the dense and strong aroma of Qilixiang, it is often mentioned in literary and artistic works to express a specific artistic conception. In the 20th century, the famous Taiwanese female writer Xi Murong wrote the first poem in her writing career called "Qili Xiang", and the famous Taiwanese female poet Xi Murong authorized the publication of her three poetry collections in mainland China - "Qili Xiang", "Youth Without Complaints" and "Nine Chapters of Time". The poet uses Qili incense as the background to recall the past of his youth twenty years ago.

In 1981, Taiwan's Dadi Publishing House published Xi Murong's first poetry collection "Qili Xiang", which was reprinted seven times within a year. Other poetry collections are also reprinted.

Xi Murong is a Mongolian female poet. Originally from Ming'an Banner, Chahar League, Inner Mongolia. The full name of Mongolia is Mulun Silianbo, which means mighty river. After being a Mongolian royal family, my grandmother is a royal princess.

In her father's military life, Xi Murong was born in Sichuan. At the age of thirteen, he began to write poems in his diary, and at the age of fourteen, he entered the Taipei Normal Art Department, and later entered the Art Department of Taiwan Normal University. In 1964, he entered the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Brussels, Belgium, where he majored in oil painting.

After graduation, he served as an associate professor of fine arts at Hsinchu Teachers College in Taiwan. He has held dozens of solo exhibitions, published art collections, and won many painting awards. Xi Murong writes more about love, life, and nostalgia, and writes beautifully, fresh, easy to understand, and easy to read, which is also one of the important reasons why she has a large number of readers.

"Encounter" is the work of Xi Murong when he entered middle age, and it is written about an encounter with an old friend, but due to the isolation of time and space, no one can recognize anyone's embarrassing and sad situation. When I read this poem, I can't help but be infected by the artistic conception in the poem, so that a common and profound picture will appear in my mind - the two have passed by, and they no longer know each other.

The whole poem feels heavy, and the words flow like clouds; Calm, but thoughts rolling; Sad, I can't hide my helpless sigh about life. In the poem, Xi Murong deeply depicts the corners of a person's eyes, forehead, hair and hands with sadness and wandering, and then gently smears the watercolor of longing and years. Under this mask carved by the years, "we passed by on the street corner" was indifferent, and the hearts were 108,000 miles apart, and no one knew anyone anymore.

The two of them are like pedestrians passing by on the street every day, and neither of them leaves their hearts to anyone. After wiping his body, he may realize that the unfamiliar face was so familiar. Then he turned around, but "he" had disappeared into the crowd and could not be found.

The fate of the encounter was missed like this, and then it naturally led to a series of sighs: Is Shaoguang changing your and my appearance, or are we ourselves the ones who put on makeup? "Please don't blame that Shaoguang changed people's faces, we ourselves are the makeup artists", two philosophical verses end the whole poem, but leave the reader with endless imagination and thinking.

In terms of structure, the author uses symmetrical techniques to strengthen the intensity of expression: "You draw sadness in the corners of your eyes, I wipe wandering on my forehead", "You add a few strands of gray hair with your thoughts, I let the years carve my haggard hands", full of poetry, first-person intimacy, and beautiful scenery. Drawing, erasing, adding, carving, a few movements are like a painter sketching briskly on white paper.

In the second half of the poem, the poem turns in an exclamation, and the thoughts also turn to philosophical thinking, which is of far-reaching significance, so that the whole poem reaches spiritual perfection and makes the reader cry out for it and resonate.

[A flowering tree].

How to make you meet me.

In my most beautiful moments.

I have been praying for this 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.

Flowers bloom discreetly in the sun.

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.

Falling to the ground behind you.

Friend, that's not petals.

That's my withered heart.

Xi Murong's representative works include "Before, Last Night, This Moment", "Qili Xiang", "There is a Song", "Exploration of the Heart", and "Nine Chapters of Time".

I" Xi Murong.

I love to go.

I like to leave and I like to have new dreams in my life.

Thousands of mountains and rivers can go at will.

It doesn't matter what direction the stars are directing.

I like to stay, I like to stay long.

He likes to plant a thousand fruit trees in the garden.

Wait for the winter thunder and summer rain, spring and autumn fruits.

I like that there is only simple hope in life.

There is only a kind of stability and slow growth.

I love the colors that have been rinsed over the years.

I love the song that doesn't come out.

I like to write a long poem at night.

And then come on this cool morning.

Look at it line by line and paragraph by paragraph.

Slowly delete every word that is associated with you.

Appreciation (you have to be in a hurry, so the excerpt is an appreciation written by someone else, sorry):

Stop and go along the way, without utilitarian thinking about purpose and meaning. The last sentence is a kind of girl's feelings after the years have faded, and it is expressed in verses at night, and it stays until dawn.

He deleted it again and buried it deep in his heart.

The color that has been washed over the years seems to have dimmed and lost its gorgeous luster, however, what is left after the time rinse is precisely the truest, purest, and most beautiful one.

As for the song that was not sung, I don't know if there is that kind of mood, there are people who like but dare not approach, only silently miss each other in their hearts, fantasize about being close to each other, but they are destined to separate, that state of mind, love for her, is the song that has never been sung in the heart, right?

Xi Murong is a very romantic and nostalgic person, from her uncomplaining youth, it can be seen that when she was young, she wanted to love the person she longed to be with all her life, but due to all kinds of unreality, she did not escape the doom of the final separation, when she looked back and tasted the youth, with a poem "I", when she knotted her feelings, the color that the years have washed should be her aging heart and face, the song that was not sung, maybe it is the sigh that she did not get true love in her life.

Xi Murong writes about missing her mother and hometown.

The poem is "Homesickness".

Original] Homesickness

The song of the hometown is a Qingyuan.

The flute always sounded on moonlit nights.

The face of his hometown is a vague melancholy.

It's like waving goodbye in the fog.

Homesickness after parting is a tree without annual rings.

Never grow old. Appreciation of the original text].

The poem has a fusion of emotional expression and image selection, and the artistic conception of the whole poem is profound and far-reaching. The aptness and naturalness of the metaphor and the simplicity and beauty of the language make the whole poem have an idyllic mood. The author uses the moon to express his thoughts and express his reluctance to his hometown.

A vague melancholy "reflects that the author should have left his hometown early and rarely visited his hometown, so that the author can't remember what his hometown looks like."

About the author] Xi Murong (1943), a famous poet, essayist, and painter, was originally from Ming'an Banner, Chahar League, Inner Mongolia. His published poetry collections include "Seven Miles of Fragrance", "Youth Without Complaints", "Nine Chapters of Time", "Light and Shadow on the Edge", "Lost Poems", "I Fold My Love" and so on. The new work "Xi Murong and Her Inner Mongolia" uses beautiful words and hand-shot **, recording Xi Murong's relationship with her since 1989"Hometown"After the encounter, 17 years of tracing the history of nomadic culture.