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  • 1 Without Losing The Sense Of Propriety In

    Without losing the sense of propriety in the history of Mao Zedong pushed the giant peak. This is the core of Hu Feng’s theory of poetry: the poet’s voice is the spirit of the times of the fermentation, the poet’s emotional mood of a flower is a flower of the people, the poet of great emotional ethos of the times
    Must be closely integrated. "Time to start a" more successful with a very personal, the poet describes the language of a poet and a few martyrs coexistence between the moving story of the socalled "personal language" refers to the main lyric poem is very specific autobiographical poet image, fusion of a huge era of common sounds, the latter by the
    Former and not the true feelings expressed in the conceptualization. The fourth narrative feature is especially seen in "Requiem", the poet made no secret of the martyrs souls who have had low moments, as well as the shortcomings of various character, especially the revolutionary writer Qiu Dongping’s poetic narrative simply depicts a bloody soul. This poet has always advocated the


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    1 To Prove His Theory Really Good For

    To prove his theory really good for the construction of the new regime, intellectuals "subjective fighting spirit," How can the requirements of the new regime to achieve the same. "Time started" is a hard, exaggerated enthusiasm he praised Mao Zedong, the Communist Party under the leadership of praise of revolutionary practice, just to prove his theory of identity with the
    Times. Of course, Hu Feng Mao cherished intimacy and admiration is also true, in particular, had his hand in 1938 issued the first "Mao Zedong, Lu Xun" In the future, a good friend, the feeling in his heart was filled. This blend of two kinds of feelings, made him the poem aloud with a genuine passion for singing:
    Sea Boiling It
    Was a peak Chung Mao Zedong He Yiran stood on that peak His body seemed slightly Fu Zhao Right hand clenched fist as if he On the front As if he stepped on a foot Huge invisible helm If he is looking forward to running down here A variety of small rivers
    Language in carrying out a personal view of intimacy,


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