Where is my house? A pond of lotus leaves and a small bridge cross it. ——Ming Dynasty·Chen Jiru's "Huanxi Sha·Returning from Drinking in the Early Summer Night" Where is my house with a smile? A pond of lotus leaves and a small bridge cross it. The flowers in the paulownia trees are fragrant and the moon is half bright, and the crickets are chirping after returning from their songs. The thatched huts in Ququ Liuwan are short and hung with fish rafts.
Where is my house? A pond of lotus leaves and a small bridge cross it. The paper windows are lit with lights and the bamboos are lit, and the sound of reading is heard. Graceful, chronicling travels and describing scenery. Notes ①棹: oar, this refers to the boat.
②Cicada: A cicada insect that sings in early summer.
③Yuwei: Fishing net. Comment: This is a short poem about travel. On an early summer night, the moonlight is melting and the tung flowers are fragrant. The poet drove a small boat through the winding willow bay and thatched huts hung with fishing nets. Listening to the distant singing of boats and the quiet chirping of crickets, the night became more tranquil and soft. In the lower part, a question is used to point out a pond of lotus leaves beside the bridge. The place where lights and the sound of reading come out from the bamboo forest is where the poet settled down. The paintings are rich in meaning and poetic, leading readers into an artistic conception of elegance, movement and tranquility. The whole word is fresh, soft, flowing and natural. Chen Jiru (1558～1639) was a writer, calligrapher and painter of the Ming Dynasty. The courtesy name is Zhong Chun, and the nicknames are Mei Gong and Mi Gong. A native of Huating (now Songjiang, Shanghai). Zhusheng, twenty-nine years old, lived in seclusion in Xiaokunshan, and later in Dongsheshan. Dumen wrote, was good at poetry, and was good at calligraphy and painting. He is good at ink painting of plum blossoms and landscapes. He paints plum blossoms in many albums in small formats, with a natural and casual style and a desolate mood. On painting, he advocates literati painting, adheres to the Northern and Southern Schools, attaches great importance to the cultivation of painters, and agrees that calligraphy and painting have the same origin. There are "Plum Blossom Album" and "Yunshan Scroll" handed down from generation to generation. He is the author of "Ni Gu Lu", "The Complete Works of Chen Meigong" and "Xiaochuang Youji".
Chen Jiru The crystal curtain moves and the breeze rises, filling the courtyard with roses and incense. The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, with hibiscus slit to both sides of the face. Join hands with Ouhua Lake and hit the road. A moment of yellow plum drizzle. The gauze kitchen is covered with rattan mats, and the beauty’s fan is light. When will the boat sail? The lotus flowers are waiting to be folded. When the rain stopped, the lotus leaves smelled fragrant, and the cicadas were noisy and the poplars were weeping on the shore. The summer clouds are here in Mount Tai, and it is suspected that the white waves are rising in the East China Sea. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the overcast summer trees. The beautiful scenery conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shame the jade face. The clear clouds are rippling, the wind is calm and there are no waves, and people are vying to open bottles to escape the summer heat. I love summer in the mountains, with flowers and rain falling in the sky. The thatched pavilion under the pine tree is cool in May, and the cloud trees in Tingsha are green in the evening. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, so open the xuan to enjoy the slight coolness. There is light smoke by the water and light rain by the sand. Lotus flowers and grass weeping poplars cross the river.