It is the hope of October and will return to Lingao after starting from Tang Xue. The two guests never gave Sakamoto the yellow mud. Since the frost has fallen, the leaves have fallen, and the figure is on the ground. Look up at the bright moon, take care of it, and sing and answer. He sighed: "there are guests without wine, wine without food, and the moon is white and clear." What a wonderful night! " The guest said, "At dusk today, I got a fish with a huge scale, like a Songjiang perch. How about Gu 'an's wine? " Go home and find a woman. The woman said, "I had a beer fight and hid it for a long time, just for fear that my son would need it." So I swam to the red cliff with wine and fish. The river is noisy, and the shore breaks thousands of feet; The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. Once the sun and the moon were geometric, but the mountains and rivers were unrecognizable. Jade wears clothes, walks stones, wears velvet, lives in tigers and leopards, climbs dragons, climbs storks' dangerous nests and overlooks the secluded palace in Feng Yi. You can't cover two guests at will. However, the whistling, the vibration of vegetation, the sound of mountains and valleys, and the wind and water are surging. Giving is also quiet and sad, awe and fear, and it is impossible to stay. Instead, get on the boat, let it flow and stop it. It will be half past midnight, and I will be lonely. There is a solitary crane, and the river comes from the east. Wings, like wheels, suddenly rang and swept to the boat and left to the west.
Translation of ancient prose, tourism, landscape, scenery, lyric poetry, philosophy of life and annotation.
This year1October 15, I set out from Tang Xue and prepared to return to Lingaoge. Two guests followed me and walked through the yellow clay board together. At this time, it was first frost, and all the leaves fell out. Our figure was reflected on the ground, and we looked up and saw the bright moon hanging high. Looking around, I am very happy; So as they walked, they sang poems and rewarded each other.
After a while, I said regretfully, "There are guests without wine, and there is wine without food." The moonlight is bright and the breeze is blowing gently. How can I spend such a wonderful night? A guest said, "Tonight, I cast my net and caught a fish with a big mouth and fine scales, which is shaped like a bass in Wusong River. But where can I get wine? "I went home to discuss with my wife, who said," I have a barrel of wine, which I have kept for a long time for a rainy day. "
In this way, we visited the bottom of Chibi again with wine and fish. The flowing water of the Yangtze River makes a sound, and the steep bank of the river is steep; The mountains are high and the moon is small, the water level drops and the rocks are exposed. It's just how many days have passed, and I can't recognize the river view I saw last time! I lifted my skirt and went ashore, stepping on steep rocks and pushing aside messy weeds; Crouching on the strange stone in the shape of tiger and leopard, sometimes pulling the branches in the shape of dragon, climbing the cliff where birds of prey nest and overlooking the deep palace of Feng Yi, the water god. Neither guest can follow me to such a high place. I screamed loudly, the vegetation shook, the mountains sang with me, the deep valleys echoed, and the wind surged. I feel sad, too. I felt scared and held my breath silently. I think it's horrible here. I can't stay long. Go back to the boat, row the boat to the middle of the river, let it drift and stop there. It's nearly midnight. Looking around, I feel very cold and lonely. There happened to be a crane flying across the river from the east, with wings as big as wheels. Kuroha on his tail was a black skirt and dressed in white. It suddenly stretched out its voice and cried, wiping our boat and flying west.
After a while, the guests left and I went home to sleep. I dreamed that a Taoist priest, dressed in feathers, walked briskly to your Excellency Lingao, bowed to me and said, "Did you have a good trip to Chibi?" I asked his name, but he bowed his head and didn't answer. "oh! Oh, dear! I know everything about you. I flew around calling last night, wasn't it you? " The Taoist priest turned to laugh, and I suddenly realized. When I opened the door, I couldn't see where he was.
Before the appreciation, Qiu Jiang was the scenery and the guest was the foil. After that, Chibi Fu revisited and emphasized the scenery. Before Chibi Fu, it was intended to express emotion and explain reason. In the first paragraph of this article, the author answers a guest song on a clear moonlight night. First, there is the regret of "no wine for guests" and "no food for wine", and then there is the pleasure of "taking wine for fish". There are twists and turns in the gentle part of the article. In the second paragraph, from the night view of the riverbank where "the river is flowing and its banks burst in thousands of feet", I wrote "Walking on the rocks, covered with velvet ..."; From the sigh of "the geometry of the sun, the moon and the rivers can no longer be recognized" to the change of mood of "silent and awe-inspiring", it is extremely ups and downs. The third paragraph, through the dreamland of Taoist solitary crane, shows the broad-minded mind and the thought of Mu Xian being born.
"Red Cliff Fu" is divided into two parts, which are a perfect match and integrated. Through the same place (Chibi), the same way (boating and drinking on a moonlit night) and the same theme (rivers and mountains, cool breeze and bright moon), we can reflect different seasons, depict different natural scenery, express different tastes and express different themes. Every word is picturesque, every sentence is poetic, poetry and painting are integrated, and the scene blends. It's really the same work, different songs, each with its own merits.
After Red Cliff Fu is a sequel to Before Red Cliff Fu, and it can also be said to be a companion piece. The former fu mainly talks about Hyunri, and the latter fu mainly describes the scenery; The former fu describes the night scene on the river in early autumn, while the latter fu mainly describes the activities on the river bank, and the time has also moved to Mengdong; Both articles are prose with "Fu" as the style, both of which are the scenery of Chibi, but they have different realms, but they are both poetic. The former is "the wind coming from Xu, the water waves are stagnant" and "the dew crosses the river, and the water meets the sky", and the latter is "the river flows, the thousands of feet breaks, the mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water comes out". The landscape features of different seasons are vividly reflected in Su Shi's works, giving people magnificent and natural beauty enjoyment.
The full text is divided into three levels. The first level describes the activities before the tour, including explaining the time, itinerary, peers, travel preparations, etc. Writing the scene of moonlit night in early winter and the joy of stepping on the moon not only hides the fun of traveling, but also naturally leads to the dialogue between subject and object. Facing the "such a good night" with "the moon is white and the wind is clear", there are good friends, good food and good wine. It is imperative to revisit Chibi. In just a few lines, I wrote the scenery, told the story and expressed my mood. The three are integrated into one. Up to now, I can turn to the text, but Dongpo "reinvented the wheel" and * * * "returned to ask for a woman."
The second level is the focus of the full text. The only word that describes the scenery is "the sound of the river", but it describes the unique night scene of Chibi in early winter, where the cliff is high, the moon is small, and the spray is slowly splashing, which induces the host and guest to abandon the ship and climb the cliff. Here, the author uses pen and ink to write the artistic conception of the night tour in Chibi. It is quiet and quiet, the mountains and rivers are cold and quiet, "walking on the rocks" climbing the dangerous nest of magpies in Panxi and overlooking the secluded palace in Feng Yi ",and the strange and thrilling scenery is even more open-minded and lofty. However, when Su Shi was dying alone, the sight of "whistling, swaying vegetation, echoing mountains and valleys, and surging wind and water" made him feel sad and worried and had to return to the boat. This article was a stroke of genius when it was written here. After writing a lonely crane's "crossing the river east" and "suddenly singing", wipe the boat west. As a result, the author, who was already lonely, was a little more compassionate, and the article revived the ups and downs, which also laid the groundwork for writing dreams below.
Finally, at the end of the third floor, perilla, who fell asleep after swimming, saw a Taoist priest who became a lonely crane in her dream. In the mysterious illusion of "giving", "not answering" and "laughing", she reveals the inner anguish caused by the ideological contradiction between the author's birth and her entry into the WTO. Su Shi, who is politically frustrated, wants to seek detachment from the joy of mountains and rivers. The result was not only useless, but also added new sadness to the trauma in his heart. After a dream, Conan returned to the depressing reality. At the end, the words "open an account and see where it is" are quite confusing, but there is also a pun. On the surface, the Taoist priest in the dream seems to suddenly disappear, but the deeper connotation is "where is the future, ideal, pursuit and ambition of perilla?"
The scene of perilla climbing the mountain alone is really "picturesque in every sentence and poetic in every word". Through exaggeration and rendering, people feel immersive. The article describes the landscape with bright colors and sincere feelings. The clever use of parallelism and duality adds a sense of music to the text. It is more interesting to read. But generally speaking, the post-fu is not as good as the former fu in thought and art, mysterious and depressed, weak in "fu" and slightly strong in "literature", which is probably the main reason why it is not as good as the former one.
Creation background Su Shi (1037-1kloc-0/01) was a writer, painter and gourmet in the Northern Song Dynasty. Zi yue Zhan, no Dongpo lay man. Han nationality, Sichuanese, was buried in Yingchang (now Jiaxian County, Pingdingshan City, Henan Province). I have a bumpy career, profound knowledge, extremely high talent and excellent poetry, calligraphy and painting. His writing style, Wang Yang, is unrestrained and fluent, and he is also called Ou Su with Ouyang Xiu, one of the "Eight Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties"; Poetry is fresh and vigorous, making good use of exaggeration and metaphor, and its artistic expression is unique. Together with Huang Tingjian, they are called Su Huang. The uninhibited school has a great influence on later generations, and it is called Su Xin with Xin Qiji. Calligraphy is good at running script and regular script, and it can be innovative. Writing with a pen is ups and downs, full of childlike interest. And Huang Tingjian, Mi Fei and Cai Xiang are also called Song Sijia. Painting is the same as literature. In painting, we advocate spirit likeness and "literati painting". He is the author of The Complete Works of Su Dongpo and Dongpo Yuefu. Su Shi
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