Seo chimoHe's a man of the truth, of the love, and he's called "shelley of china."Modern poetrySen。

Because of his words, because of his wordsLoveHe became modern in china because of his wandering and his fateLiteratureThe legend of the mystery。

Tsui zhimo has been deeply influenced by romanticism and aestheticism throughout his life, and his thoughts are mixed. He was passionately pursuing pure love, personal freedom and the highest beauty, and he was a man who had always wanted to fly, so he said, "fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, fly, i have my way!" "fly in the sky, the wind can't stop the clouds..."

Love is his spirituality, love poetry is his own. The poets say as much about their loved ones as about their desire for pure love in the secular world. Zhu zhu qing has done an excellent analysis: “his love poem, love for love: it is not necessarily the expression of real life, it is the imagination to defend itself as a lover, like a western poet.” so, in his love poems, he strongly expressed his praise for and pursuit of the ideal lover and the good quality of love. “many poems in the outer garments of love cannot be seen as mere love poems, through the outer garments of love, with his simple faith in life.”
Yes, “love” “free” “beautiful”, which is the “pure faith” that seo zhimo has been chasing all his life. In the face of this simple faith, he “will visit my only soul mate in the sea of uncertainty. I'm lucky, i'm sorry。

In the time of passing, in life that cannot be repeated, tsujimo created it with lovePronunciationIt's a special feature. And he it is who has tactfully made the philosophy, and has enveloped it in a philosophy, and has wrapped it in the body of a writing. There is a long review of the ideals of life, of the past, of the past, of the current politics, and of the arts. At the same time, he has created novels that are unique and innovative, both in their essay character and in the meaning of modern western novels。
The short life of xu zimo is but love, love, love, truth, and the likeness of the earth, and its poetry is like the stream of the valley of the shadows, and its pronunciation is like a cloud at dawn, and its novels are like a spring of old。

Let's use his words to try to walk into his ambivalent and eccentric world and feel his soul risking in ideals and reality, flying and sinking! As he said: “... The delusion of finding constant values in this mobile life, the truth in this lying world, the meaning of the adventure of my soul in the heart of life.”




