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Who writes better than a ghostwriter? For example, Xu Zhimo ... What works!
* in the 1920s:

Xu Zhimo Wen Yiduo Li Jinfa Mu Tianmu Feng Zhi

* in the 1930s:

Lin Dai Wang Shu Li Guangtian Aiqingbian Seven South Stars Xindi Qin Zihao Jixian

* in the 1940s:

Chen and Du Mu sent a telegram to Tang Qi and Yuan Kejia to Tu 'an.

* After the 1960s.

Gu Cheng

Gu Cheng (1956- 1993) was originally from Shanghai and was born in Beijing. 1987 was invited to Germany to attend the "International Poetry Festival" in Mü nster, and then settled in New Zealand. He died in rapids island on 1993.

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Gu Cheng is the main author of the misty poetry school, and is known as Zuoke's only romantic poet. He is the author of poetry collection The Moon in the Day, Selected Lyrics of Shu Ting Gu Cheng, Song of Lonely People in the North, Poetry Collection of Gu Cheng, Fairy Tales and Fables Collection of Gu Cheng, etc. His works have been translated into more than ten languages, including English, French, German, Spanish and Swedish.

Gu Cheng is known as a "fairy tale poet" who sees the world with a childlike innocence. Its greatest feature is "truth", and his poems are "natural and pure" and childlike. The poet's feelings are particularly delicate and accurate, and his images are full of charm and appeal. Some people describe "his poems are not made, but flow from his heart". But in his poems full of dreams and childishness, there is an adult sadness.

Xi Murong

Mongolian poetess Xi Murong (1943——) was born in Sichuan. Originally from Ming 'an Banner, Chahar League, Inner Mongolia. 198 1 year, the first book of poetry, Qilixiang, was published.

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Xi Murong's poems mostly describe love, life and homesickness, and his published poems include Qilixiang, Youth Without Complaints, Nine Articles of Time, Marginal Light and Shadow, Lost Poems and I Fold My Love. He won the New Poetry Award of Zhongxing Literature and Art Medal, and his poems have influenced the growth of a whole generation. .

In Xi Murong's artistic career, he is both a painter, a poet and an essayist, so painting in poetry and painting in poetry are the charm of Xi Murong's poetry. Her poetry is beautiful, elegant and transparent, lyrical and smart, full of true love for life. She thinks that love in poetry is absolutely inclusive, sincere, unrepentant and beautiful, so all her poems are inclusive, loving, unrepentant and beautiful. This experience of emotional value has created a style that others in Xi Murong can't imitate.

Wang Guozhen

Wang Guozhen (1956——) was born in Beijing and Xiamen, Fujian. 1982 graduated from the Chinese Department of Jinan University in Guangzhou.

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Wang Guozhen caused a sensation after publishing his first book "Youth Tide" on 1990, and the number of poems was the highest since the creation of new poems. His collection of poems and short stories won the National Book "Golden Key" Award for three consecutive times.

The theme of Wang Guozhen's poems is positive and uplifting. In terms of expression, his works are often problems that people often encounter in their lives. He focused on the practice of life, went a little deeper, and then wrote some philosophies in easy-to-understand language.

What is more important in his poems is a detached, open-minded, simple and indifferent attitude towards life. Standing at a higher height of life and overlooking everything in reality, this attitude towards life is called "Wang Guozhen's attitude towards life", which is actually a creative transformation of the open-minded, elegant, chic and detached life philosophy of China's traditional poems since the Song and Yuan Dynasties.

Shu Ting

Formerly known as Gong (1952-), his ancestral home is Quanzhou, Fujian, he was born in shima town, Fujian (Longhai, Zhangzhou) and grew up in Xiamen.

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As one of the representative writers of the misty poetry school, To Oak is one of the representative works of the misty poetry tide, which is as famous as Beidao and the ancient city. From 65438 to 0979, he began to publish poetry works, including poetry anthology "Double Mast Boat", "Singing Iris" and "Archaeopteryx". The poem "Motherland, My Dear Motherland" 1980 won the National Excellent Poetry Award for Young and Middle-aged People, and "Double Mast Boat" 1993 won the First National Excellent Poetry Collection Award and Zhuang Chongwen Literature Award.

Shu Ting is good at introspecting the rhythm of self-emotion, especially showing the unique sensitivity of women in grasping complex and meticulous emotional experience. The complexity and richness of emotions are often manifested through special sentence twists and turns such as assumptions and concessions. In his poems, the images are bright and beautiful, the thinking logic is meticulous and fluent, and the techniques are mostly metaphors, partial or whole symbols, and the images expressed are ambiguous. North Island

Beidao, formerly known as Zhao Zhenkai (1949——), a native of Huzhou, Zhejiang Province, emigrated in the late 1980s. He was nominated by Nobel Prize in Literature many times.

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The pioneer and leader of the North Island misty poetry school has successively won the Swedish Pen Literature Award, the American Western Pen Center Free Writing Award, and the Guggenheim Scholarship. , and was elected as a lifetime honorary fellow of the American Academy of Arts and Literature. He has published poetry anthologies "Notes on Sun City", "Selected Poems of Gu Cheng in North Island" and "Selected Poems of North Island".

Beidao's poems reflect the voices of the confused and awakened young people at that time, who created a unique way of "cold lyricism"-surprisingly calm and profound speculation. This poem depicts the complete collapse of human values and the distortion and alienation of human nature. He established a "rational court" in his works, taking rationality and humanity as the criterion, redetermining the value of human beings, restoring humanity and reflecting on history and reality.

The combination of sober speculation and metaphor and symbolic image produced by intuitive thinking is a remarkable artistic feature of Beidao's poetry, and the paradoxical epigram with high generalization power has caused the unique artistic power of Beidao's poetry.

Ai Qing

(19 10- 1996), formerly known as Jiang Haicheng, with pen names Ega, Kea, Lin Bi, etc. Jinhua, Zhejiang 1928 studied at Hangzhou West Lake Art Institute and studied in France the following year. 1932 Join China Left-wing Artists Union. Shortly after his arrest, he began to write poems in prison and became famous with the poem Dayan River-My Nanny.

After 1937, he moved to Wuhan, Shanxi, Guilin, Chongqing and other places to participate in anti-Japanese and national salvation activities. 194 1 went to Yan' an to attend the Yan' an forum on literature and art and edited Poetry Magazine. After 1949, he served as deputy editor-in-chief of People's Literature. 1957 was wrongly classified as a rightist and went to work in Heilongjiang and Xinjiang. He was criticized many times during the Cultural Revolution. 1976, 10 months later, he regained the right to write, served as the vice chairman of the Chinese Writers Association and the China Center of the International PEN, and was awarded the highest literary medal by France.

Poets combine personal joys and sorrows with the suffering and fate of the nation and the people, showing their eager yearning and pursuit for the light, with a strong sense of the times and reality, deep feelings and unique style. After Guo Moruo and Wen Yiduo, he is an important poet who promotes the poetic style of a generation.

He is the author of poems such as Dayan River, North China, Facing the Sun, Song of Return, etc. Prose collections include On Poetry and Ai Qing's Poems.

Tian Han

(1898.3.12—1968.12.10) Shou Chang, a native of Changsha, Hunan, once used the pen names Bohong,, and Han Xian. 19 16 went to the English Department of Tokyo Normal University with my uncle, and then joined the young chinese Society. 1920 "Communication with Guo Moruo and Zong Baihua", published in San Ye Ji. 192 1 year, he founded a community with Guo Moruo, Cheng, Yu Dafu and other organizations. After returning to China from 65438 to 0922, he founded Southland Semimonthly with his wife Yi Shuyu, and later organized Southland Film and Drama Club to engage in drama creation and performance activities. Dramas created in this period, such as Night in a Cafe, Night of Tiger Catching, Suzhou Nighttalk, etc., are full of romanticism. 1927, a teacher at Shanghai Art Institute, was elected president. At this time, he and Zhou Ju held an artistic fish dragon meeting, at which his play Death of Famous Brand was a success. In the winter of the same year, Nanguo Society and Nanyuan Art College were established. From 1928 to 1929, Nanguo Society held theatrical performances and other artistic activities in Shanghai, Hangzhou, Nanjing, Guangzhou and Wuxi, which promoted the development of China's drama. At the same time, he also wrote many plays.

Motherland, my dear motherland.

Shu Ting

I am your shabby old waterwheel by the river.

Old songs that have been spun for hundreds of years.

I am a miner's lamp with your forehead blackened.

When you grope in the tunnel of history.

I am a withered ear of rice; This is a roadbed that is in disrepair.

This is a barge on the beach.

Draw the rope deep

Pull it into your shoulder

-the motherland!

I am very poor.

I am sad

I am your ancestor.

Painful hope.

It's a flying sleeve.

Flowers that never fall to the ground for thousands of years

-Motherland

I am your brand-new ideal.

Just broke free from the mythical spider web.

I am the germ of your ancient lotus under the snow.

I am your tearful smile.

I am the newly painted white starting line.

This is crimson dawn.

Spraying

-Motherland

I am one billionth of you.

Is the sum of your 9.6 million square meters.

You were * *

raise

Lost me, considerate me, boiling me.

And then from my flesh and blood

get

Your richness, your glory, your freedom.

-Motherland

my dear motherland

Facing the Sea With Spring Blossoms

lake

From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;

Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.

From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.

Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.

From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.

Tell them my happiness,

What did the lightning of happiness tell me,

I will distribute it to each of them.

Give every river and mountain a warm name.

Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.

I wish you a bright future!

May you lovers get married!

May you be happy on earth.

I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.

Common jasmine orange

Xi Murong

The stream is eager to flow to the ocean.

The tide is eager to return to land.

In front of the hedge with green trees and white flowers

I waved goodbye so easily.

After 20 years of changes,

Our souls come back every night.

When the breeze blows.

It became a garden full of fragrance.

There is a maple leaf floating in my hand.

Zhangping

There is a maple leaf.

Float into my hands.

The texture is as beautiful as snow footprints.

Clean as autumn night without impurities.

prone position

Ah! How quiet

How comfortable it is

The prodigal son found a place to live.

I said, I'll take you back? !

Hide you in a book of poems

Make up another story and listen to it yourself.

Fall in love with you once

Ah! There are many moonlit nights.

There are many moonlit nights.

See how the moonlight gets wet in the shadows.

Oh, why is she floating here?

Why did I meet?

Floating, floating

Encounter encounter

Oh, can someone answer it?

The solver sleeps in the wind.

The wind is in the dream of falling leaves

Dreams are in our sleep.

First met

Xi Murong

Beautiful dreams and beautiful poems are the same.

Both, but not desirable.

It often appears at the most unexpected moment.

I like that dream.

In the dream, everything can start all over again.

Everything can be explained slowly.

I can even feel all the wasted time in my heart.

The ecstasy and gratitude when you can come back.

My heart is full of happiness.

Just because you're right in front of me

Smile at me like you did then.

I really like that dream.

Know that you have traveled thousands of miles for me.

But I think the grass is delicious and the color is bright.

It seems that you and I just met.

How could I miss her?

Liu Bannong

There are several clouds floating in the sky.

There is a breeze blowing on the ground.

Ah!

The breeze blows my hair,

Teach me how to miss her.

Moonlight loves the ocean,

The ocean fell in love with the moonlight.

Ah!

Such a honey-like silver night,

Teach me how to miss her.

The falling flowers on the water flow slowly,

Fish swim slowly downstream.

Ah!

Swallow, what did you say?

Teach me how to miss her.

The dead trees shook in the cold wind.

Wildfire burns in the twilight.

Ah!

There is still some afterglow in the west,

Teach me how to miss her.

Waiting for you in the rain

Yu Guangzhong

Waiting for you in the rain, waiting for the rainbow in the rain.

The cicada falls and the frog rises.

A pool of red lotus is like a red flame in the rain.

It doesn't matter whether you come or not.

Every lotus is like you.

Especially after dusk, after such rain in Mao Mao.

Eternal moment, eternal moment.

Waiting for you outside of time

Waiting for you in a moment in eternity, in time.

If your hand is in my hand □ at this moment.

If your qingfen

In my nostrils, I would say little lover.

Well, this hand should be picking lotus in Wugong.

This hand should be

Shake a handle of cinnamon pulp on Mulan boat.

A star hangs on the cornice of the science museum.

Hanging like an eardrop

Swiss watch says it's seven o'clock, and suddenly you come.

Red-violet danced after the rain, and you came.

Like a poem.

From a love story □ You're here.

In Jiang Baishi's words, you have a rhythm.

This is a cowardly world.

Xu zhimo

This is a cowardly world:

No love, no love!

Let your hair hang freely,

Expose your feet;

Come with me, dear,

Abandon this world

Sacrifice our love!

I hold your hand,

Love, you follow me;

Let thorns pierce our soles,

Let the hail break our heads,

You follow me,

I hold your hand,

Get out of the cage and restore our freedom!

Come with me,

My love!

The world fell on our backs,

Look, isn't this the white sea?

The white sea,

The white sea,

Infinite freedom, I love you!

Follow my finger,

The blue of a little star that day-

This is an island with grass.

Flowers, beautiful animals and birds;

Boarding this canoe,

Go to the ideal heaven—

Love, happiness, freedom-

Farewell, world, forever!

Say goodbye to Cambridge again

Xu zhimo

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

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Golden willow by the river,

Is the bride in the sunset;

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

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Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

Willing to be an aquatic plant!

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A pool in the shade of elm trees,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky;

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

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Looking for dreams? Holding a long rod (3),

Return to greener grassland (4);

Full of stars,

Play songs in a starry place.

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But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

-

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

The words of the sun

Ai Qing

Open your window.

Open your boarding gate.

Let me in, let me in.

Go to your cabin.

I brought a bunch of golden flowers.

I carry the fragrance of the forest.

I bring light and warmth.

I'm covered in dew.

Get up, get up.

Lift your head from the pillow.

Open your eyelashes.

Let your eyes see my coming.

Let your hearts be like cabins.

Open their long-closed windows.

Let me put the bouquet, the fragrance, the lights,

Warmth and dew fill the space of your hearts.