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-The artistic conception is profound and long: the poem creates a unique artistic conception that is both sad and full of hope. Starting from the picture of falling flowers flying, it is a slightly sad scene brought by dying and disappearing, which makes people seem to see colorful petals rustling in the wind, silent and lonely. This is the presentation of the real scene in front of them and lays a certain emotional tone. However, at the turn of the conversation, the imagination of the fallen flowers melted into the soil and turned into nutrients to nourish the new flowers, which added a touch of vitality and hope to this picture, making the whole artistic conception flow between decline and rebirth, disappearance and continuation, with endless charm, so that readers can expand their thoughts and immerse themselves in this profound and poetic situation in the process of reading.The phrase "turn into spring mud to protect flowers more" highlights a lofty spirit of dedication. From an inspirational point of view, it inspires us to have a mind of self-transcendence and selfless dedication. Life should not only focus on one's own gains and losses, honor and disgrace. A truly great person is always willing to dedicate his accumulated knowledge, experience and strength to cultivate and support the latecomers and contribute to a greater cause after achieving a certain degree of personal growth. This kind of dedication is not to get rewards or praise from others, but out of deep yearning for good things and a sense of responsibility to promote the world to become a better place. It encourages us to break through the narrow self-limitation, realize a higher level of self-worth in dedication, make the meaning of life sublimate constantly in giving, and use our own "nutrients" to water the "flowers" of others' growth, so as to achieve self-transcendence on the road of dedication and write a more meaningful chapter in life.Emotional expression level

Image and ideographic level-cross-era enlightenment: its significance is not limited to Gong Zizhen's era. Even after a long time, it still has a profound enlightenment. In all fields of today's society, whether educators do their best to train the next generation, or researchers are willing to sit on the bench and devote their efforts to promoting scientific and technological progress, or countless ordinary workers stick to their posts and shine, we can find spiritual reflection from this poem. It reminds people that the value of life lies not in temporary gains and losses and position, but in being able to pay and contribute continuously, transforming personal strength into nutrients to promote social development and nourish the growth of beautiful things, and inspiring generations to make unremitting efforts to realize the unity of personal ideals and social values.Artistic conception creation level

Emotional expression levelOn the road of life, we often encounter setbacks and difficulties, just as flowers have experienced the withering of flowering period and become "red". Gong Zizhen's "Falling Red" was originally a symbol of the decline of life, but the poet gave it a completely different and inspirational interpretation. It inspires us that even in adversity, even if we fall from the original glamorous "branches" and fall into a seemingly down-and-out situation, we should not feel sorry for ourselves and sink passively. Just like falling red is not immersed in the fading sadness, but with a positive attitude, she sees the value that she can transform-turning into spring mud to nourish new flowers. This tells us that setbacks are not terrible. The key lies in whether we can change our perspective in the predicament, tap our new value, and turn the unfavorable situation into an opportunity to continue to help growth, help others and help society."Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more" comes from Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai Za Shi, the fifth" in the Qing Dynasty. The following is an appreciation of this poem: