Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Border Town in mind the poet Nie Dexiang

 To make, filled with works of the poet's love of the motherland feeling of great rivers and mountains, it drifted with the End of the World wanderer deep attachment to the homeland of the heart. Poet, was born in 1950 in the border town of Hunchun, his childhood love of classical literature, especially obsessed with poetry, in 1964 began studying and writing. 1991 collection of poems published in Poetic knowing about, and poetry luxuriant way to the ambition,UGG boots, the lyric for a few. I love his homesickness for independence, some may think is my guest in Hunchun, often lingering pain of homesickness, easily resonate. In actual fact, it is almost the poet homesickness made my heart leap off the paper, let me worked up. Seven-opening of the Abstract is the case,bailey UGG boots, how can we not sighed to read it? Mr. Nie Dexiang

poetry as his face. His works not only the idea homesickness, nostalgia, more powerful Solid Edge the poet embodies the spirit of inspiring. Side of the wind fluttering pride, the vast woodlands frequently Tigers, fighting spirit inspired enlightening to read. Fu Man Hong things here and pleasant landscape, a river where water access through the five countries, sons and daughters of all ethnic groups for thousands of years of Chinese lives and breeds here, guarding this magnificent rivers and mountains. Mindful of the home often, poets are overflowing with pride, generosity, long songs,UGG shoes, patriotic sentiments echoed in the mountains between Hunchun. Home landscape home who dreams Review of the total blind date. Poet since the age of nineteen left the border town, no day can forget his hometown, no day without thinking of home. In his hometown air, water, ying in the poet's lines, but also made the eternal magic in the hearts of poets and beautiful scenery.

twenty-six years ago, the fall of 1984, the poet returning home, leaving behind an archaic Shi said: After the end of the year to go out from Hunchun, the poet has in the business city, Changchun, Inner Mongolia, and the dragon, to nine other places to live, work. Although often remote Chi pupil of the eye, but always winding rural soul. Junior back, remember. Holding the tears of a newborn baby to the autumn. No carving is not vague word sentence, see the King see pen conditions, activation of God move. There Lao Du See the pure feelings of a particular knot.

separated the last to return home years later, 九四年 fall, the poet once again return to Hunchun visits. Ten years, more than three thousand day and night. Change is the hometown accent, change the appearance of the city. Earth-shaking changes have also brought great touch to the poet.

a heart words, focus on rendering, so that the external environment and internal state of mind together, to the fourth sentence of the territory when the body has come home, moonlight, highlighting the urgent situation normalized, that is real and friendly, but also very stuffed with poetry.

History just to finish.九四年, Hunchun as the port city was listed as one of northeastern border city of four developing SAR, is an unprecedented enthusiasm and vitality great strides forward, the ground connection from the high-rise buildings unfamiliar field. False picture of the rich and powerful luxury home has been with the one in the face of radically different, the poet tells exactly the word with blurred state of mind at the time. Changed greatly, beyond imagination.

, debates,UGG boots clearance, political campaigns, demonstrations, resulting in deep feeling.

memories, there was a poet, settle down where the reading and study. However, all this can now only search for the memories, all this was overshadowed by the row upon row of tall buildings. The poet not only in his works depict urban construction were positive, but expressed his nostalgia for the past simple nostalgia, described as Positive But Cautious mixed feelings. I am afraid this is what is now shared by many pioneers come home after the frustration and reflection it!

simple, it can be seen and touched by the poet herself.

Border painter Zhang Zhaolin, Panshou Chen has more to poetry by the poet lies at the heart of catchy, which show the poet's border town of acclaimed writers and poets and respect.

bamboo horse, how can the sub inconstancy of human relationships? window and waved to the figure, the total La Tortura joys and sorrows! Come, easy go in a hurry, however, each will leave a story together, each departure will also leave a touching poetry.

endless love this life! feelings, I was more heartfelt admiration and respect. Wu, the general ideological level, but also his own heart. Students as outstanding personality, death is also a ghost hero. Here, I read about the unique heroic frontier fortress of the gas. This idea is very worthy of our patriotism to learn and carry forward, but also in our words the essence of classical poetry, the poet records border town is the heroic resistance to foreign aggression and people of all nationalities, representatives of the History of Poetry to work.

rights, lost, disgrace the country, Verse as Huangzhongdalv knock swing mind, the worry is more sobering thought-provoking spiritual.

August 12, 2029, Hunchun Big East Poetry Society was established. Mr. Nie Dexiang have this series to promote the achievements. Poets should be about to return home, is pleased to Fu pen: lake beauty, Bi Ye Tian-Tian Lin is red. Classic Poetry culture to take root border town, approached the civilian population, into life, it was his dream for many years. made some achievements in culture, comfort of mind.

Just like the poem, the poet although more than forty years from Hunchun to go out, but miss home all the time miss the frontier. I am a guest in Hunchun years, and contains more than two poets met, Poetry and I am familiar with in the mouth to heart, then impressed me most is also the scholar at the nature and strength of character Jieao, this is a peculiar temperament of the poet it. Sense of their homesickness to the poet's quatrains as an end.

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