What is the original text of Bing Xin's work Stars?
The stars shine—
Deep blue sky
Have you heard their conversation?
voicelessly
In the twilight
They praised each other deeply.
Childhood!
This is a fact in the dream.
This is a real dream.
Think of it with a tearful smile.
The trembling of thousands of hectares of land—
The dark edge of the island
The moon has risen.
the origin of life
Land of the dead!
Little brother!
Three bright and happy stars in my soul
mild
There is nothing to say.
Children in the soul!
dark
How to draw it deep?
Deep in the soul
The depths of the universe
A resting place in bright light
mirror
According to the opposite side
It feels unnatural.
Why don't you turn it over?
Stay awake
Only lonely and angry people!
Gong listening to fortune telling
Break the fate of the world
The residual flowers are attached to the branches.
The bird flew away.
Scattered all over the floor—
Is life just a glimpse?
Dreams are the most deceptive!
clear
Honesty and integrity
I told you.
Secrets and worries in your soul
Green shoots
Talk to young people
"Develop yourself!"
Pale white flowers
Talk to young people
"Contribute yourself!"
Crimson fruit
Talk to young people
"Sacrifice yourself!"
Infinite mystery
Where to find him?
After smiling
Before the word
Is an infinite mystery.
Humans!
Love each other.
We are all long-distance travelers.
Diana: Same destination.
A corner of the city wall
blue sky
The extreme purpose is infinite-
That is, this is a world in heaven.
We are all born babies.
Lying in the cradle of the universe
Kid!
You can come to my garden.
Don't pick my flowers-
Look at the thorns of roses.
Stabbed your hand
Young man!
For future memories.
Draw your present picture carefully.
My friend!
Why do you say I'm "silent"
There used to be something in the world.
Beyond language and words
Literati
Sow your seeds sincerely.
Find your fruit anytime, anywhere.
my heart
Like a boat.
Crossing the fluctuating sea of time
Kuaile flower shop
In the hands of the god of fate
Find someone who is willing to give it all.
The strings outside the window have been plucked.
My heart!
Why is it just wrapped in the lingering sound?
This is the infinite sound of trees.
It's infinite moonlight.
Life and death-
This is a hazy month.
Die-
This is a gaunt fallen flower.
Lamp of the soul
Light in silence
Extinguish in the noise
Sunflowers are good for people who have never seen Bai Lianhua.
Admit that they are best friends.
The white lotus is out of water.
Sunflowers bow their heads.
Her elegant pride
Separate yourself.
Go to hell!
Get up and praise him.
Is the end of silence.
Is eternal rest.
A high mountain top
The deep and wide ocean—
This is a cold heart.
These are warm tears.
Poor little guy!
poet
Is the greatest happiness fantasy in the world.
It is also the deepest disappointment in fact.
Haibo in my hometown!
The waves you splash.
Once upon a time, how to knock on my rock drop by drop
How to pluck my heartstrings bit by bit
my friend
I feel sorry for you.
The comfort I can give.
Just a cold smile
Has time just passed?
Except for misty thoughts.
Nothing!
Home is the most ungrateful-
People's tears
It's his harvest
Thorns from a Rose
It's the hatred of those who crawl and pick.
This is her own comfort.
Mom!
Put aside your troubles.
Let me sink into your arms.
Only you are the destination of my soul.
Create new land
Not rolling waves.
But this is a tiny deposit under him.
Thousands of angels
Get up and sing praises to the children.
Kid!
In his little body
With a great soul
Sunlight penetrates through the cracks in the stone.
And the smallest thorn fruit
"Lend me your head!"
Liberated your imprisoned self! "
The trunk came out.
solid rock
divide sth. in half
Stars is Bing Xin's first collection of poems. Poems were collected in Winter Solstice 20091965438+192164 in autumn 2009, originally published in Beijing Morning Post. The Stars was written by Bing Xin under the influence of the Indian poet Tagore's Birds. In her own words, it is a collection of "fragmentary thoughts". Generally speaking, they include three aspects.