It is estimated that most people in society have thrown poetry into the sky in their daily lives, except when they were students. My Lord, apart from the familiar "Looking up, I found it was moonlight" and "Birds singing everywhere around me", what do you remember? You are deeply immersed in "reality", but you don't know that you are divorced from the meaning of life; You read Unrealized because you have forgotten how to live instinctively. That's all. Since the ancient rhyme has become the back of the past, we might as well consider the poetry of life.

To examine the poetry of life, we should observe life more.

Life is really wonderful. Whether it's a beautiful town in the south of the Yangtze River, the snow scene in Wan Li in the north or the vast desert in the northwest. Long river and sunset. Every vision of loquat, every silver wave and every rugged scene is full of poetic perfection and unparalleled artistic conception, which makes people move. Poetry is like a glass of wine in a romantic month when life is scarce, which makes people ecstatic.

Poets make poems, and life makes poems. Perhaps, the scrutiny of the poet's words is really the scrutiny of his life in his bones. I often envy the ancients, unpretentious; I often laugh at people nowadays. We boast that our IQ is 100 times higher than that of the ancients, but we have to ask you: "What is life?" You're at a loss. It is better to go back to the ancients thousands of years ago and answer with an ancient poem.

Poetry is not a special subject of the ancients. When you ride under the green forest tree; When you look up and see the moment when the traffic lights change; When you find a ray of naughty sunshine between skyscrapers; When you smile at the moment, it is poetic, and when others turn their heads to see your smile, it is poetic.

In the busy, relax appropriately. Carefully scrutinize the nuances of life, and poetry is among them.

Two high school students: a crooked head and a crooked head