Mr. Lu Xun said that "A ruthless person is not necessarily a real hero". What really moves us is the true love of heroes. The same is true for writing articles which should be emotional and moving. Only in this way can something written have appeal and attract people's eyes.
I was also moved by the posts written by others on blurt. The content of their stories lingered in my mind for a long time, which inspired my desire and inspiration for creation. This is the power of literature.
@iykewatch told us the story of two sisters. I remember that the elder sister was 8 years old and the younger sister was 6 years old. Both her parents were dead, and their grandmother who depended on each other for survival died, but they had no money to hold a funeral for their grandmother. The dilapidated houses were far away from the village, remote and desolate. I could only see a black dog from the picture, which should be the only animal that the two sisters can accompany.
I couldn't be calm for a long time, so there the following post was produced-- The World in Its Own True Feelings —My Thoughts on Reading @iykewatch's Post.
Two months ago, I came across @tyokoholalpha's post "SUNDAY". I was very excited. It was just the scene described in the textbook. I read it several times, imagining the people and things in the scene, seeming to have met before, as well as the author's appearance and mood.
“As a kid, Sundays were my best days of the week.
The road that led to church could be named “The Fashion Path.” You could see men and women, boys in girls covered in all sorts of embroidery. The neatly and richly dressed would walk with pride and every other boastful mannerism you could imagine. The badly dressed on the other hand, would shy away from the Main Street and take shortcuts instead.
We witnessed the crème de la crème of fashions on our way to and in church.”
There is an ancient poem in China that expresses the poet's yearning. It can be said that it is full of affection and thoughtfulness. After all, it is a little comforting because they are drinking the water of the Yangtze River.
Head of Yangtze River lives me
End of it lives you.
Missing you day and night without a glance
Drinking the same water in Yangtze River
However, in another ancient poem, there was no hope left, only endless resentment left, which made people feel sad.
I was not when you were born
You were old when I was born
You regret that I was late born
I regret that you were early born
In 1524, Yang Shen of the Ming Dynasty was sent to Yunnan to be conscripted because he offended the emperor. When he was escorted to Jiangling, Hubei province, he happened to see a fisherman and a woodcutter cooking fish and drinking by the river. Yang Shen suddenly sighed with emotion, so he asked the sergeant to find a writing brush and paper to write down the poem " Lin Jiang Xian".
The roaring Yangtze flows ever eastward,
the waves of which have washed away all heroes.
Right or wrong, triumph or defeat, all is forgotten in the blink of an eye.
The green mountains are still there,
and so many sunsets have carried glorious afterglow.
The white-haired fisher and woodman on the islet have seen so much of the spring breeze and autumn moon.
Over a jar of wine, they rejoice at their happy meeting.
So many great events of past and present
serve just as food for their talk and laugher.
These moving words have been handed down through the ages, which show the power of emotion. I hope we can observe and write seriously, and create more moving content.
鲁迅先生说“无情未必真豪杰”,冷酷无情者未必是真豪杰,真正让我们感动的却是英雄豪杰的真情厚爱。写文章也是一样,文要以情动人,以情感人,这样写出来的东西才有感染力,才会吸引人的眼球。
我在blurt上也曾为别人写的帖子而动容,他们讲述的故事内容在我的脑海中久久挥之不去,更激发了我创作的欲望和灵感,这就是文学的力量吧。
@iykewatch向我们讲述了姊妹两人的故事,记得是姐姐8岁,妹妹6岁,父母都不在了,相依为命的奶奶也去世了,因为没有钱还没有举行葬礼。破旧的房屋摇摇欲坠,远离村庄,偏远而又荒凉。我从图中只看到了一条黑狗,这应该是姊妹二人唯一可以相伴的动物了。
我的久久不能平静,这也便有了我的那篇帖子《人间自有真情在——读@iykewatch的帖子有感 The World in Its Own True Feelings —My Thoughts on Reading @iykewatch's Post》。
两个月前,我看到了@tyokoholalpha 的帖子“SUNDAY”,我为之一振,那简直就是教科书上描述的场景。我读了几遍,想象着场景中的人和事,似曾相识,也想象着作者的样子和心境。
“As a kid, Sundays were my best days of the week.
The road that led to church could be named “The Fashion Path.” You could see men and women, boys in girls covered in all sorts of embroidery. The neatly and richly dressed would walk with pride and every other boastful mannerism you could imagine. The badly dressed on the other hand, would shy away from the Main Street and take shortcuts instead.
We witnessed the crème de la crème of fashions on our way to and in church.”
中国有一首古诗词——我住长江头,君住长江尾。日日思君不见君,共饮长江水——表达了词人的思念之情,真可谓情真意切,毕竟还有一点欣慰,因为共饮着长江水。
而另一首古诗词——君生我未生,我生君已老。君恨我生迟,我恨君生早——就没有了丝毫的念想,只剩下绵绵无期的怨恨了,让人唏嘘不已。
1524年,明朝的杨慎因为得罪了皇帝,被发配到云南充军。被押解到湖北江陵时,他正好看到一个渔夫和一个樵夫在江边煮鱼喝酒,谈笑风生。杨慎突然很感慨,于是请军士找来纸笔,写下了《临江仙》。
滚滚长江东逝水,浪花淘尽英雄。
是非成败转头空。
青山依旧在,几度夕阳红。
白发渔樵江渚上,惯看秋月春风。
一壶浊酒喜相逢。
古今多少事,都付笑谈中。
这些感人的词句流传千古,可见情感的力量,但愿我们用心观察,用心写作,写出动人的文字。
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Many thanks to you.
Bringing really life stories into our articles makes a great difference.
Thanks @bring for the acknowledgement.
I also appreciate your great post. Good day to you.
Much love from here.
I feel honored.
You deserve it.
I remember in our high school years, we have talked about the Yangtze River. It's amazing how a beautiful place holds a lot of historical happenings.
You are from Philippines, no wonder you have talked about the Yangtze River. Thanks for your kinds words about the great river. Good day to you.