About Yang Huiteng's poem "Match"

> This is your only ride

Mother, you are lying in the belly of the car

As peaceful as a match

A mother who has walked on the ground all her life

A mother who carries the years on her back all her life

Traveling by car for the first time

Enjoying a soft sleeper for the first time

Lying calmly like A match

But the head of the match is black

Your head is white

This is your first trip

It's like grain that has never traveled far.

It usually goes to the mill to be turned into flour.

Only then can I board the old flat car special train you pulled

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My sister, brother, sister and I

Accompany you

The scenery outside the window flashes by one by one

Mother, why don’t you look up

Just like a lying match

The terminal is here

Outside the car is a tall chimney[1]

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About the author:

Ding Ke is from Peixian County, Jiangsu Province. Graduated from college. He started working in 1983 and served as chairman of the labor union of Pei County Cultural Center. Started publishing works in 1978. Joined the Chinese Writers Association in 1999.

He is the author of poetry collections "Crying Moonlight", "Mother's Special Train" (Jiangsu Literature and Art Publishing House 2011 edition), poems "Thinking of Lu Xun from a News", "Southern Wind in the Fields", poems "Football·Chinese Origin", "A piece of cotton smiles at you", "Long Phrase Song", etc.

The poem "Harvest Season" won the first prize in the "People's Daily" Jiangling Cup Poetry Competition, the poem "South, the Wind in the Fields" won the 1991 Outstanding Poetry Award, and the poem "Thinking of the Peasant Woman" won the 1992 He won the first prize in the Jiangsu Provincial Newspaper and Periodical Works Competition, "A Complaint to Beijing" won the third prize in the 1993 People's Insurance Cup Poetry Competition, "Approaching Hong Kong" won the second prize in the 1997 Centennial Essay Competition on Return, and his poem "Peasant Woman Huang Eryun" and One Thousand and Seven Green Insects" won the 1999 China Star Cross-Century Poetry Award. Poetry: "The Mood of the Moon in China" won the Red Jiaozi Award in the 2000 "Jiaozi Cup" Spring of the Century National New Poetry Grand Prix of Star Poetry Magazine.

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Work Appreciation:

Jiangsu poet Ding Ke is not one of the common "active" poets nowadays, although he has been famous for many years. In an era when many poets are keen on making news and flirting on the Internet, Ding Ke is very low-key and follows his own path. His appearances are rare, but he does great work from time to time.

Ding Ke’s poetry is the crystallization of land and life. The content is very solid and often has extraordinary imagination. The short poem "Mother's Special Train" is one of the touching works I have read in recent years. The poem tells the process of "I" and my family taking my deceased mother to the crematorium. The language is plain and concise, the metaphors are novel and precise, the emotions seem light but are actually strong, and there is heart-wrenching pain. The tone of the whole poem is very low, and the entire poem is narrated without a single line of discussion or sublimation, but the readers will already be thinking about it after reading it. In the poem, the thin mother is vividly compared to a match, except that the head of the match is black, and the mother has white hair because of hard work. One black and one white, the contrast is so strong. The hearse is the mother's "special train", the stretcher on the hearse is the soft sleeper on the special train; and the terminal of the special train is the crematorium with tall chimneys... These life-like metaphors make the poem truly elegant and vulgar. ***reward. I believe that anyone who is grateful to their parents will sigh with emotion after reading this poem. [2]

This poem is deeply emotional. There are no gorgeous words or tricks throughout the poem, but it makes people cry and touches the heart.

In the poet's writing, his mother has never traveled far or taken a train in her life. The only time she took a car in her life was also the last time she took a car, but it was on the way to the crematorium. The hearse became the poet's mother's. "special train". The poet's mother's life was like a match, burning herself and illuminating the initial path of her children. When she exhausted her last light, she was as peaceful and peaceful as a burned out match. The deep affection and sadness contained in the poem itself, coupled with the sincere performance of Li Guangfu, the actor who plays Zheng Xipo, and the heightened atmosphere of the play, make this poem even more touching. [1] 4. Are there any more beautiful poems about matches?

Three poems about matches

One

The body is square and the head is round, lying in a box The ambition is about to burn;

Throw your head and hit the black wall, and a spark will start a prairie fire.

2

Use phosphorus to make a strange soul wood to make a pole, don’t wait to see it because it is small;

If the cook is willing to use it in front of the stove, she must burn an inch of elixir at the expense of herself. .

Three

The phosphorus made the body slim, so I lit a candle by the book window;

After drinking heavily in the middle of the night, the villager borrowed it to use as a toothpick.

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Match’s poem between husband and wife after marriage

Match’s regretful work after marriage.

One finalist Meeting a shrew in the city

Unreasonable and foul-mouthed

Before marriage, she was a little white rabbit

After marriage, she was a big wild boar

Mrs. Match Regret after marriage

Encountering a rough guy in the city

Constantly quarreling and smashing bowls

Why tenderness before marriage***

All vows after marriage are blown

Match smuggling

Tick-tick air-conditioning water

As if a beautiful woman is crying

It's a shame that the good night still hasn't returned.

Waiting for you to wait until your heart breaks

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(1)

Mosquitoes are here Hovering in the air

Can't find the target in the dark

I lit a match

Illuminating their eyes

Feeling the blood flow from The feeling of being sucked out of the blood vessels

I prepared a lot of matches

I decided to listen to the sound of blood flowing out all night long

(2)

I lay on the window sill

I stretched my hand far out the window

I lit the matches one by one

The tricycle coming home late was squeaking downstairs Squeaking and running over

The night wind was very strong

I stubbornly let the dim light of the match drag the back of the car

On the way home

Daggering

(3)

A plane flew slowly from a distance

I held the matchstick in my hand Raised high

Disguised as a command light

And shouted loudly

They laughed in the toilet 10,000 feet up

I put the unburned matchsticks back into the box

There will definitely be planes flying over soon

(4)

I don’t Will take my matches to sell

Because

I don’t want to be the little girl selling matches

I peek from a distance

The proprietress of the canteen was joking with her customers

They were a group of women whose men would only come back after nightfall

They used their nipples to stop their children from crying. Sound

Several men passing by

With mysterious eyes

The urine of a child after feeding

flowed by My feet

I took a step back

Hidden in the corner

For fear that the old man repairing the bicycle would break my head with a hammer 5. "Match" sung by Ding Zijun What are the lyrics of

Song title: Match (Cantonese)

Album: 8 Degrees C

Singer: Ding Zijun

You You say you smoke just because you’re afraid of stretching out your left hand to hold it for me. The room is full of white mist and we can’t see each other

I’m struggling to stay here with you until I’m suffocated. Don’t destroy this long-cherished wish of mine.

You said that your cigarette pleases me more than I care about the dust left by your soft lingering.

Do I have to continue to be by your side and cling to you so hard? In exchange for your perfunctory sentences

I am like a match that burns in an instant until it disintegrates and burns to the end without breaking.

Light your cigarette butt to make you happy. You let me worship and even sacrifice. It’s no wonder that you are all surprised

Even if there is only a match, it will burn a fierce fire to dissolve your cold mentality

It will also light up your dark and boundless world. I believe that one day I can light up your every day. All shortcomings are fulfilled

You finally defaulted to being infatuated and left behind. I will continue to be your flame in winter

I will work hard to light every cigarette of yours

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