《海浪将我拥起》海浪拥抱勇气之书

I am no longer asleep, the waves embrace me. - Han Shimei

In this season perfect for reading poetry, I received this healing poetry collection, "The Waves Embrace Me". However, what is even more healing and moving than this poetry collection is the authors extraordinary life.

Her name is Han Shimei, from a small village in Xichuan County, Nanyang, Henan. She dropped out of school in the second year of junior high because she couldnt afford the 18 yuan tuition fee. When she was 22, her mother "sold" her to her husband, who was six or seven years older than her, for a dowry of only 3,000 yuan. From then on, she lived with a stoic husband, managing household and farming chores, and repaying the debts for the family. This was the first half of her life filled with hardship and helplessness.

At the age of 49, she gained fame after publishing her poems online. She was reported by numerous mainstream media and appeared on Weibos trending topics several times, earning the title "Poet on the Field".

At the age of 52, she published this collection, "The Waves Embrace Me", her first personal poetry collection. With 158 selected poems, sincere and unpretentious, each one can touch the depths of my soul.

This Station

In the darkness

No doors, no walls or windows

I build a tall lonely city using love

Yet I dont see your trace

I am just asleep in the mud at your feet

I gave up all the pain

A giant baby bigger than an old man

Throughout my life, trying everything I could

No matter how I call, I cant wake him up

Because he has been sleeping since birth

Let the rumble of machines and the thunder of summer nights wake him up

I have tried countless times

But he still sleeps

Reading this, tears welled up in my eyes. The love she imagined should be mutual understanding and tolerance between two people. She tried time and time again to communicate and wake him up, longing for a trace of care and protection, but what she was left with was still indifference and incomprehension. However, in her heart, with poetry, she traveled to distant places.

She said, "I wish I could hold your clothes and take me on a journey"

She said, "Hold onto the glow in the dark clouds, give me enough strength, and step forward through the long years"

She said, "Life is like a book, its good or bad, it depends on how you read it"

She wrote about her mother, "Your hands are calloused, forgetting the pain of being pricked by thorns"; she wrote about her father, "I wish I could exchange my youth for a little more time, to prevent my father from aging like this..."

In "To Father Again", the line "I remember on the day I got married, I was crying, and my father was wiping his tears on the side." It instantly brought me back to the scene when my father secretly wiped his tears in the room on my wedding day. I think fatherly love is the same all over the world, there is always a mixture of reluctance and worry when a daughter gets married.

In her lowest point in life, she wrote this poem "Awakening"

The waves embrace me

I struggle out of the haze

See the warmth of the morning sun

No more darkness there

Only the omnipotent light

I see the dawn

I see hope"

This is her encouragement to herself and all women in the world. No matter how difficult life is, it cannot defeat me. Surviving through the dark night is the most beautiful dawn.

Because of her love for writing poetry, her life has taken a completely different direction, and through her poetry, she has found her value in existence and the meaning of life. You can imagine how cool it is for someone to write poems on a field.