What thoughts and feelings does the poet express in I Use a Damaged Palm ?

Xiao Hong's oral work when he was hanging in front of the tomb contains the poet's sincere nostalgia for his friends and his deep feelings about the social reality at that time.

In the early spring of 1942, the young female writer Xiao Hong passed away in physical and mental exhaustion, and completed her short and miserable life.

In my ears, the waves are gusting and the cold wind is swishing; In front of him, the red camellia is in full bloom, the yin and yang of friends are separated, the low tomb, the simple tomb plaque, the poet touches the scene, and the grief is irrepressible, so he picks a bouquet of red camellia and gently places it on the side of the tomb to comfort the dead, and a four-line short poem blurts out:

Walk a lonely long distance for six hours, put a bouquet of red camellia next to your head, I wait, the long night is long, but you lie down and listen to the gossip of Haitao.

Behind the four lines of short, plain and plain words are long and sincere emotions and heavy poignant sorrow, and under the surface of the waves is the deep waves of the heart.

The poet did not avoid the long distance and time-consuming, and came to the grave of his friend alone to pay respects, and couldn't help but think of his lonely and difficult situation: the "waiting" self in the "long night" has been yearning for the light, waiting for the dawn, and looking forward to exchanging heartfelt feelings with friends.

But "you" no longer waited, went to another world, "lying and listening to the gossip of Haitao", and completely got rid of the entanglement of "darkness" in such a decisive way.

After wandering all my life, I finally have a resting place, in the shallow bend facing the sea, no longer disturbed, no longer struggling and wandering, snuggling next to the sea that "you" like, sleeping in a corner of this shallow water bend, facing the sea, watching the green shade and flower shadows, and listening to the ebb and flow of the tide.

Contrast exaggerated.

It belongs to the modernist method of writing poetry, replacing the visual with the sense of touch, and then replacing the whole feeling, instead of the most subtle emotional experience.

I use a broken palm.

Groping for this vast land:

This corner is reduced to ashes, and the other corner is nothing but blood and mud;

This lake should be my hometown, in spring, the embankment is full of flowers like brocade, and the young willow branches are broken with a strange fragrance,)

I touched the algae and the slight coolness of the water;

The snow peaks of Changbai Mountain are so cold that they are bone-chilling, and the water of the Yellow River and the sediment slide out between the fingers;

The paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass that was born in your year.

It's so fine, so soft......Now there is only basil;

The lychee flowers in Lingnan are lonely and haggard, and over there, I dip in the bitter water of the South China Sea, where there are no fishing boats......

The invisible palm swept across the infinite rivers and mountains, the fingers were stained with blood and ash, the palm was stained with darkness, only the distant corner was still intact, warm, bright, firm and vigorous.

On it, I caressed it with my broken palm, like a lover's soft hair, and a baby's hand milk.

I put all my power in the palm of my hand.

Stick it on it, and send love and all hope, for only there is the sun, and there is spring, which will drive out the darkness and bring resurrection, for only there we do not live like cattle, and die like ants, ......

There, eternal China!

The poem "I Use a Broken Palm" uses the following artistic techniques:

The first is the use of contrasting artistic techniques. , sang the praises of the liberated areas, and accused the Japanese of the crime of brutalizing China.

Secondly, the brightness of the liberated areas is depicted, focusing on freehand, touching with love and tenderness, and a series of metaphors of cordial and warm atmosphere, so that the poems reveal warm and bright colors.

Thirdly, he uses the modernist technique of writing poetry, replacing the visual with the sense of touch, and then replacing the whole feeling and the most subtle emotional experience.

This poem can be divided into two parts. The first part shows a deep concern for the fate of the motherland: although the palm of his hand has been "damaged", he still has to grope for the "vast land" of the motherland, and all he touches is "blood and ashes", so that he feels that the motherland is shrouded in the "darkness" of deep suffering.

In the second part, the poet's hand finally touched "that far corner", that is, "still intact", and the liberated area was not ravaged by the invaders, and the poet expressed his deep praise for this land that symbolizes "eternal China". Describe the gloom of the occupied area, start from the real place, and connect it with small pictures full of characteristics. Expressing the brightness of the liberated areas, focusing on freehand, touching with love and tenderness, and a series of metaphors of cordial and warm atmosphere, the poems reveal warm and bright colors.

It can be said that this poem is not only the crystallization of the poet's long-term nurturing emotions, but also the sublimation of the patriotic spirit that he still maintains in the midst of hardship and depression.

It expresses the poet's hatred for the invaders, the pain of the invasion of the motherland, and the love for the motherland and his firm confidence in the victory of the people over the invaders.

The poet's deep concern and sincere love for the suffering motherland cultivated students' patriotic feelings.

Groping for this vast land:

This corner is reduced to ashes, and the other corner is nothing but blood and mud;

This lake should be my hometown, in spring, the embankment is full of flowers like brocade, and the young willow branches are broken with a strange fragrance,)

I touched the algae and the slight coolness of the water;

The snow peaks of Changbai Mountain are so cold that they are bone-chilling, and the water of the Yellow River and the sediment slide out between the fingers;

The paddy fields in the south of the Yangtze River, the grass that was born in your year.

It's so fine, so soft......Now there is only basil;

The lychee flowers in Lingnan are lonely and haggard, and over there, I dip in the bitter water of the South China Sea, where there are no fishing boats......The invisible palm swept across the infinite rivers and mountains, the fingers were stained with blood and ash, the palm was stained with darkness, only the distant corner was still intact, warm, bright, firm and vigorous.

On it, I caressed it with my broken palm, like a lover's soft hair, and a baby's hand milk.

I put all my power in the palm of my hand.

Stick it on it, and send love and all hope, for only there is the sun, and there is spring, which will drive out the darkness and bring resurrection, for only there we do not live like cattle, and die like ants, ......

There, eternal China!