I'm used to forgiving myself for my absurdities and not knowing how to take them.
To whom it was pushed. A body capable of raising the moon must have carried countless sunsets.
Now I'm old, and I gasp when I move.
In this small and sad village, there is no temple in the village.
It's just faith that can take me there.
Forgive a lost thief on a wet spring day.
I call out to my mother, my sister, my lover in poetry.
They are across the river.
I don't want to live opportunistically, write poetry.
They stepped on me and always made me hurt and panting.
Of course, death is also an opportunistic thing.
When the moon rises.
Once again, it touched the hearts of mortals.
Yu Xiuhua's poem "Desert".
The poem ends with:"Desert".As the title, it is an allegory of the poet's reflections on life, self-reflection and meditation on death. The poet reveals the sufferings and pursuits of life through the depiction of self-blame and self-forgiveness, as well as the description of the experience of life and self-perception.
In"I'm used to forgiving myself for my absurdities and not knowing who to push them to".At the beginning of the poem, the poet expresses his reflection and regret for the past, as well as the pursuit of past mistakes.
"A body capable of raising the moon must have withstood countless sunsets, and now I am so old that I can breathe when I move."It reveals the impermanence and aging of life, and also hints at the poet's reflections on the passing of time.
"In this small, sad village, a village without a temple, just faith can take me there."It expresses the poet's confusion and confusion about life, and faith is the driving force for him to grope forward.
"I call out to my mother, my sister, my lover with poetry and they are across the river".It expresses the poet's longing for his family, and also hints at the gap between life and death through the imagery of "across the river".
End of the poem"Of course, death is also an opportunistic thing, and when the moon rises, it moves the heart again."It is a deep understanding and acceptance of death, and at the same time, it is also a re-yearning and expectation for life, forming a strong contrast, full of pessimism and positive attitude towards life.
I am the Awakened Booklist, I am interpreting the poems in Yu Xiuhua's book "Moonlight Falls on the Left Hand", and I sincerely invite you to pay attention to and join us in our learning journey, listen to and appreciate the sonorous power of life, every life has a unique beauty, and poetry resonates with excellent human souls.
Yu Xiuhua