One day, I was reading a metrical poem, and it suddenly occurred to me that the figure of speech "duality" is probably unique to Chinese. How can letters and characters be double? The syllables of the most basic two sentences, the syllables of the corresponding words and the number of letters are difficult to be the same, and the sentence lengths of the two sentences are naturally difficult to be the same. Egyptian hieroglyphics and cuneiform characters in the two river basins may constitute duality, but unfortunately they have become cultural relics and are not used now. Maybe there are other ethnic groups that use hieroglyphics, or they may use binary characters, but I haven't found any relevant records in my reading range. So I pecked at the charm of duality. One day, inspired by dual rhetoric, I thought, can new poems also be written in dual form?
Might as well write like this-
A poem has many bars, the number of bars is uncertain, and the number of lines in each bar is uncertain. If the number of lines in each section is even, then two adjacent sentences in the same section are a structural dual sentence, that is, the two sentences have the same number of sentences, the same part of speech or the same word structure (because the number of words corresponding to the sentences is not necessarily the same, the actual creation often pays attention to the word structure, so it is called "structural dual"); If the number of lines in each section is odd, the first sentence or the middle sentence or the last sentence of each section is a structural antithesis sentence (actually, it is a multi-sentence structural antithesis sentence), and other sentences are a structural antithesis sentence every two sentences in the same section. The number of meals in each section and the whole poem can be the same or different.
Rhyme forms and rhymes, the whole poem can be the same, and it can rhyme section by section.
As can be seen from the above, this new poem can be divided into two categories on the premise that the number of stanzas is uncertain and the number of lines in each stanza is the same: one is strict meter. The number of sentences is the same, and the number of words corresponding to sentences is equal. The rhyme and rhyme pattern of each section are the same, that is, a rhyme inversion. One is wide lattice, and the number of sentences in each structural antithetical sentence is different, and the corresponding number of words is also different. Rhyme and its form can vary from festival to festival. In this way, the meter is both rigorous and flexible, which is conducive to expressing increasingly rich and changeable content.
-Because it is characterized by "structural duality", I call it "structural duality new poetry".
"Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you", I can't escape the suspicion of violating the old adage. This kind of rules and regulations is really a taboo for me. I'm a mountain man downstairs. How can I be bound by this?
Since I don't want to tie myself in a cocoon or lack the ability to "dance in chains", since this little invention has nowhere to earn patent fees, and since foresight is not my strong point, why not make it public? Naturally, solo music will not be like popular music. Popular music can infect and strengthen solo music, and I will also gain happiness. What's more, I also read a few creative talks, which benefited a lot. It's really full of peaches and plums. What's more, "radish and cabbage have their own love" may be liked by people who are cautious and committed to the creation of metrical new poems, and it can also be exchanged for an experience reading to enrich my creation.
The following are three "structural antithesis new poems" that I tried, which are not superficial, and I made them here to communicate with my poetry friends. Please read it out-
Workers engaged in public works
Get rid of thousands of years' plows.
Break free from the inextricable bondage of cultivated land
Remove the ears of wheat harvested once a year.
Kiss 1 month 1 day settlement salary.
Making money in cotton fields in Xinjiang
Building a building is like rowing a gold mining boat.
A suit without a tie shakes off dirt and accumulates dust.
The hand cocoon grows back after being cut.
Gold rush in different places in winter and spring
Go home in summer and autumn to harvest and cultivate.
Parents and wives are clumsy in rural life.
The man walked out of the township gate generously.
Richness is the only place where people look for it.
The business card is very embarrassing, and it says "farming and working".
An undercurrent with clear goals
Modern migratory birds spreading their wings and flying
Brick houses were built in the mountain village.
The room was decorated with flowers.
Color TV VCD can't drive away the loneliness of young women.
A lot of money can't fill the emptiness in my heart.
The fertile land is getting thinner and thinner.
High-yield wheat grain dwarfing and yield reduction.
The value of chemical fertilizers and pesticides has doubled.
The ugly woman keeps the boudoir.
The grain harvested by a family of five in a year.
Three months' salary for one person in Hami melon field
Live sheep can be cloned.
Pure wheat can't be copied.
Shuttles come and go, weaving a splendid picture.
Migrant workers go back to create wealth.
Farmers and workers constitute a complex identity.
Work unit and future become a mystery.
pleasant surprise
Life shakes the wonderful handkerchief.
People can never predict its hidden plot.
City people and village people, a pair of old enemies.
Cold War and Confrontation, Centennial Customs
Years have changed the face.
Vicissitudes have changed mountains and rivers.
Turn to mutual visits.
The cold war turned to learn from it
The people in the village are all guerrilla fighters, fishing for wealth and foresight.
City people travel around in search of a natural mood.
Cast a net and cast a net
Wandering around again.
Hometown has no alias.
No former residence in another country.
Go back to the countryside and build a two-story building.
Go back to the city to sing original folk songs.
The people in the city and the villagers reached a settlement.
Ocean and soil make up for their respective shortcomings.
Hope and courage waved their wands again.
Wisdom and strength bring new surprises.
There is another opposite.