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Leaving 18 minutes for a poem is the salvation of life.
Speaking of poetry, I think of Yu Guangzhong's Homesickness and Dai Wangshu's Rain Lane, which are my favorite chapters in my memory.

In retrospect, with teacher Jiang Xun's gentle voice, my wish came to my mind.

I still remember him asking, "Our life is so long, do you have time to set aside 18 minutes to talk to yourself?"

"I don't know what role poetry plays in this world. If there is war everywhere, if there is famine everywhere, if there is hatred and struggle between people everywhere, what can that poem save?

I've been wondering what I did. When we have 18 minutes to share with some friends, can we leave 18 minutes for a poem? It is really extravagant to tell a person who is very busy in the workplace whether we can set aside 18 minutes to write a poem every day. I took a step back, and poetry has been taking a step back. Then I thought, 365 days a year, can I leave 18 minutes for a poem? I took a step back. I wonder if it is possible to leave 18 minutes for a poem in one's life? I think that's enough. Love is joy to share, love is suffering to share, and different songs can be obtained in different cultures. "

? Jiang Xun

"Everyone is a poet at heart, and everyone has a poetic heart, or an ostentatious or secret poet's heart." Poetry and songs in poetry are always connected. As long as people have feelings, everyone has poems in their hearts. It is a highly refined secular life, from the hands of ordinary people, whose hearts, souls and emotions inspire people's poetry and sing songs. Give meaning to everything, whether it is indifference or ripples, different people will look at it in their own way, feel it, and express the process of understanding in the form of poetry.

My five-year-old nephew's kitten died today. The cat hasn't come home for a long time, but he takes care of the kitten and plays with it every day. Before going to school, he will tell his mother to take care of the kitten for him. The first thing after school is to ask the cat if she is good today. ......

For adults, our sensibility is somewhat weakened. However, when the child learned that the cat was missing, he cried for a long time. After he calmed down, he couldn't eat any food. He chose to draw a picture for it in his own way, with love and kisses next to it.

I think this is the poetic heart of children. Maybe he can't write poetry, but he has such a keen perception that he immediately wants to draw pictures to express his reluctance and yearning for cats.

Poetry is not about putting different words together to express one meaning. Poetry in most cultures is not written in words at first, but read in words and listened to with ears.

Hippo's epic, Greek epic, is to play and sing with musical instruments. Indian epic Mahabharata (Sanskrit) Mahabharata and Rāmāya? Ramayana means "the adventure of Rama". As a heroic epic, it is interrupted by a lot of legends and stories, with works of religious philosophy and code nature (including the "collective unconsciousness" of the Indian nation, which can be called "the soul of India"). You can sing an endless 80 thousand sentences like this. China's "Book of Songs" is sung by illiterate people, "The pigeon is in the river". ......

Poetry is the beginning of hearing and the vibration of rhyming sound. Both the rhyme of ong and the rhyme of ang are like the metallic sound of an instrument or the opening Yun Yun of a drum, or the subtle rhyme of sadness I, the slightest feather sound. They convey the meaning of words and the texture of sound, which makes people feel the power of silence and vibration in the helpless desolation.

Can we leave at least 18 minutes for a poem in this life? Leave a redemption in the desolate life.

Go in with that voice

Hearing the sound of the moon rising,

Hearing bloom's voice,

Hearing the sound of all the rivers flowing,

It is probably the most extravagant to give it as a gift to people in the war.

The distance between poetry and daily life is the trivial matter of daily necessities and the busyness of the workplace, the redemption of lonely souls, the rare tranquility in the noisy world, and a gentle and quiet force when tired. ......

Let's leave some time for ourselves in the never-ending footsteps, examine ourselves in the flow of sound and words, feel the relationship between nature and ourselves with our heart, heal our inner troubles with the voice that touches our hearts, enjoy poetic comfort and tranquility, and be calm and calm. Let's continue to love life with pure love.