1. Poems about embracing people by the water
Qijue Plum Blossom
The poet's tears are crystal clear and do not fall when blown by the north wind.
I have no intention of playing with butterflies until my death, I only get drunk with Chanjuan in my life.
Qilu Bronze Statue of Lu Xun
The bronze statue is surrounded by green cypresses and smoke, and the sunset and autumn colors pay homage to the sage.
The true text dares to be with the mountains and rivers, and the bones and bones will always hang with the sun and the moon.
The wind and thunder in the eyebrows are wrathful in the world, and the love and orchid in the chest are compassionate.
When the candle of poor blood is exhausted, who would not shed tears to worship Xuanyuan.
Dielianhua
As far as the eye can see, there are thousands of miles of luxuriant grass. The drifting clouds gradually disappear, and the dusk falls in the sky. The cypress and bamboo path on the waterside tower is covered with dense fog and crows. People say that the county magistrate Zongzu Temple
has a withered face and a decrepit old man, and has few eyes to see the tomb. Sitting there under the dew and bright autumn moon, I looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Qilu Du Fu Thatched Cottage
Du Weng was born like this, and his romance will last through the ages.
In times of decay, great ambitions are lost, but in times of trouble, heroes are nurtured.
His name has been with the people for a long time, and his writing has become true with the times.
When a guest comes, his chest feels hot, and his glory shines on the wind and dust. 2. Write poems about water
Poems about water: Cut off the water with a knife, and the water will flow again, and raise a cup to relieve your sorrow (Li Bai) If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea never to return (Li Bai) Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) The stream flies down three thousand feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has fallen into the sky (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty). The autumn water in the South Lake is smokeless at night, and one can ride the current straight up to the sky (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty). The clear frost on the lake dawns in the mirror, and the white waves come from the snow-capped mountains (Li Bai, Tang Dynasty) ·Li Bai) The Chu water is as clear as the sky, and the blue sea is connected in the distance (Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty). When spring comes, the peach blossom water is everywhere, and it is hard to tell where to find the source of immortality (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty). The center of the water is like a mirror, and there is not a fiber for thousands of miles (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty). Flowing water If you wish, the birds will return at dusk (Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty) Between the sky and the earth, there is a lot of water (Su Shi of the Song Dynasty) Looking to the north, the clouds are endless, and the river is flowing eastward (Wang Yuanliang of the Song Dynasty) The river brings Emei snow, Sichuan The Three Gorges Stream (Tang Dynasty, Li Bai) The first startling Milky Way is falling, half-sprinkled in the sky (Tang Dynasty, Li Bai) The waves are thousands of miles piled with colored glass (Tang Dynasty, Du Fu) The water is so green and pure that it is impossible to sleep, and the fish is like an empty space, with nowhere to rely on (Song Dynasty, Lou Yao) ) Green mountains are everlasting, and green water lasts forever (Luo Guanzhong of the Ming Dynasty) Water is the origin of all things (Guan Zhong of the Spring and Autumn Period of Qi) If the source is clear, the flow will be clear, and if the source is turbid, the flow will be turbid (Xunzi of Zhao State of the Warring States Period) If the source is clear and the flow is clean, the root will be prosperous (Wood is flourishing) ( Ban Gu, Han Dynasty) The clear spring flows away from the rivers and lakes of love, and it will not be returned when it flows out of the red wall (Qing Dynasty, Check Shenxing) The tide of the heart is rising with the waves.
The heart of flowing water does not compete. Water is extremely clear and beautiful. From a spoonful to a thousand miles. It benefits people and things, and it stops when it goes. The willows are green and the river is level. I can hear the singing of people walking on the bank. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no clear sky but there is sunshine on the road. Water They are all pale green, thousands of feet to the bottom.
There are no fish or stones in sight. The rapids are like arrows, and the waves are as fierce as running.
Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward. The heartbeat is rising.
The sweet dreams disperse with the clouds. The water is clear only when the water is shining, and the mountains look strange when it is empty and rainy. North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.
Zhongkou Guazhou is separated by water, with only a few mountains separating the two sides. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are red, and when spring comes, the river is as green as orchids.
People naturally hate water forever. Peach Blossoms and Flowing Water Mandarin Fish Fat.
The peach blossoms on the bank bloom when dipped in water. There are three parts of spring scenery, two parts of dust, and one part of running water.
As the water falls and the flowers fall, spring is gone, and it is heaven and earth. White hair floats on the green water. The shade of the trees shines on the water, which is clear and soft.
A ray of setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red. Quan Quan Quan is like a pearl roller blind! The best good is like water. Water is good for all things without fighting. It is disliked by everyone. Therefore, it is almost as long as the Tao. The human heart is not as good as water, and it makes waves in the calm ground.
If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows over the rocks.
Outside the bright field of white water, after the green peak emerges from the water. The water can carry the boat, and it can also capsize the boat. The falling clouds and solitary swans fly together, the autumn water is the same color as the sky. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The jianjia is green and the white dew is frost.
The so-called beauty is on the water side. The steam is steaming over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. The wind is blowing hard all day long, and people cannot transport wine and fat. The sky is thousands of miles away and the autumn is clear, and the water goes with the sky and the autumn is boundless.
The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. Where is the hole beside the clear stream? Traveling outside the green mountains, boating in front of the green water. The tide is flat, the banks are wide, the wind is blowing and the sail is hanging.
The great river comes from thousands of mountains, and the mountains all flow east of the river. Cutting off the water with a knife, the water will flow again, raising a cup to relieve sorrow and sorrow.
The turbulent wind stirred the hibiscus water, and the dense rain slanted into the Xili wall. The mountains and trees cover thousands of miles of sight, and the river flows like nine ileum.
When the stream flows, I step on the rocks with my bare feet, and the sound of the water stirs up the wind and blows my clothes. The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass is not withered near the south of the Yangtze River in autumn.
Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. The remaining clouds dispersed into clouds, and the Chengjiang River was as quiet as practice.
The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, and it was once the shadow of a startling grand. The wind suddenly picked up and ruffled a pool of spring water.
Autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the waves are covered with cold smoke and green. The mountains reflect the setting sun, the sky catches the water, the clouds and trees wrap around the dike and the sand, the roaring waves roll up the frost and snow, and the sky is boundless.
Still water flows deeply, and stillness is the tacit understanding between the heart and the heart. The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes.
Success or failure turns into nothing. The green hills are still there, and the sunset turns red several times.
The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the Nagisa River are used to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. Happy reunion over a pot of wine.
Many things in ancient and modern times are all discussed in a joke. In August, the level of the lake is too clear. The clouds are steaming over the dreamy lake, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. I want to save money without a boat, but I sit here and watch the fishermen, and I only feel envious of the fish. The clear water of the waves. You can wash my tassel, but the water in Canglang is turbid. You can wash my feet, which are as good as water. Water benefits all things without fighting.
The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, but I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Sometimes the wind breaks through the waves, and the cloud sails are hung directly to help the sea. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.
When swallows fly, green water surrounds people. The great river goes eastward, and all the waves are gone, and there are all the romantic figures of the ages.
The river suddenly stopped flowing up and down. Far up the Yellow River among the white clouds, there is an isolated city called Wanren Mountain.
Green mountains stretch across Beiguo, and white water surrounds Dongcheng. If you want to see Yinshan Mountain and waves in the sky, open the window and let yourself in to the big river.
In the vast and solitary city surrounded by white water, the people of Shuangshao are talking in the evening sky. There is a bright moon on the sea, the end of the world *** At this time, the sun is close to the mountains, and the Yellow River flows into the sea.
The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful. The mountains end with the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.
The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point. The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River are withered in autumn.
When will the lone goose arrive? There will be plenty of autumn water in the rivers and lakes. There is spring water in the south and north of the house, but I can see a flock of gulls coming every day.
The endless falling trees rustle, taking the shape of the rolling water from the Yangtze River, avoiding heights and heading downwards, the shape of a soldier, avoiding the real and attacking the weak. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day. I don’t see you. I drink water from the Yangtze River. When will this water stop? When has this hatred ended? I hope your heart is like mine, and I will live up to my love! The water is so stagnant, the mountains and islands are standing tall. Cutting off the water with a knife, the water will flow even more, raising a cup to eliminate the sorrow and sorrow.
The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered after autumn.
The way of water is soft, the water can be bent, the clear water can be stretched out, and the hibiscus can be naturally carved. The Lu River is rippling, the clear ape crows, the green mountains are faintly far away, and the autumn is over. The grass and trees in the south of the Yangtze River are withered. The wind suddenly rises, ruffling a pool of spring water. The small bridge on the flat bank is surrounded by thousands of peaks, and the orchid water lingers with flowers and grass. The sunset and the solitary swans fly together. The autumn water has the same color in the sky and the water floats every day. Is that a lotus pot? Several thatched huts are leisurely near the water. The water is filled with light shirts and short hats. The weeping poplars are full of water. The pulse cannot be expressed. The water is clear and round. The wind lifts the lotus and lowers its head to play with the lotus seeds. The lotus seeds are as green as water. The tide of the spring river reaches the sea level. The bright moon on the sea is full of tides. .
The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles. Wherever there is no moon in the spring river, the clear water is better. The mountains are empty and covered with rain. It is also strange. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West, it is always suitable to dress light and heavy. One day, the dragon will get the water. I will let the Yangtze River When the water flows backward, ask the canal where it can be so clear, because there is a source of living water. The clouds and mountains are green, the river is vast, the wind of the teacher is high, the mountains are high and the water is long.
Wang Changling Entering Wu in the cold rainy night, I saw off my guests in Chushan alone in the morning. 3. Poems about cherishing people near the water
Qijue The plum blossoms are crystal clear and the poet's tears can't fall when the north wind blows.
I have no intention of playing with butterflies until my death, I only get drunk with Chanjuan in my life. Qilu: The bronze statue of Lu Xun is surrounded by green cypresses and smoke, and the setting sun and autumn colors pay homage to the sage.
The true text dares to be with the mountains and rivers, and the bones and bones will always hang with the sun and the moon. The wind and thunder in the eyebrows are angry in the world, and the love and orchid in the chest are compassionate.
When the candle of poor blood is exhausted, who would not shed tears to worship Xuanyuan. The butterfly love flowers are as wide as the eye can see and the luxuriant thousands of miles of grass.
The clouds gradually disappear, and the dusk falls in the sky. The cypress and bamboo path on the waterside tower is covered with dense fog and crows.
People say that the county magistrate’s ancestral temple has a withered face and a decrepit old man, and he rarely looks at the tomb. Sitting there under the dew autumn moon, I looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
Qilu Du Fu Thatched Cottage created Du Weng Lao, and his romance will last through the ages. In times of decay, great ambitions are lost, but in troubled times great heroes are nurtured.
His name has been with the people for a long time, and his writing has become true with the times. When a guest comes, his chest feels hot, and his glory shines on the wind and dust. 4. Poems about tranquility
Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain, I never tire of looking at each other.
I see how charming the green mountains are, but I expected that the green mountains should be like this when they see me.
Cannot be seen in the drizzle and wet clothes, and the flowers falling to the ground are silent.
The wine glass intoxicates me, and the wind and moon on the first floor dominate the lake.
When I am drunk, I don’t know who I am, neither the moon nor the clouds Not a crane.
Birds are chirping in the empty mountain, and people are perched on white clouds. The gurgling clear spring washes my heart, and fish are playing in the deep pool. The wind blows in the mountains and forests, and the moon shines on the flowers. The shadows of flowers move. The world of mortals is like a dream that gathers and separates, full of emotions. Sadness.
My heart is like white clouds, always at ease, and my mind is like flowing water, letting things go.
Asking Yu why is loneliness and sorrow? Just listen to the sound outside the window. The light clouds and smoke are hazy, and the beautiful scenery is even harder to find.
The southern country has a favorite chess, and the bamboo outside the east slope is loved. The sword is facing hundreds of mountains, and the sword is light.
< p> The clouds dispersed and the water flowed away, leaving the sky and the earth empty.I would rather die holding the fragrance in my branches than blow it away in the north wind.
The distant water flows long and clear, and the snow window lies high With Yunping
Lovers in the wind and moon change secretly, and the old travel is like a dream and the heart is broken.
The flower branches are near the water and return to the embankment, and they also illuminate the clear river and the mud.
Why do bitter dreams cause trouble? The old things in the world are all disturbing
Sitting alone on Jingting Mountain, I never tire of looking at each other.
The white rocks of Jingxi come out, the weather is cold and the red leaves are sparse. The mountain road is primitive. Without rain, the green sky wets people's clothes. 5. Poems about water
Falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless.
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
The mountains are the gathering of eyebrows and peaks, and the water is the horizontal waves of the eyes. The mountains look colorful from a distance, but the water sounds silent when up close.
There is water in a thousand rivers and a moon in a thousand rivers, but there is no cloud in the sky for thousands of miles. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
I still feel sorry for the water in my hometown, and send my boat sailing thousands of miles away. In the past I heard about Dongting water, now I go to Yueyang Tower.
The green mountains are faint and the water is far away, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered since autumn. The weather is new on March 3, and there are many beautiful people by the waterfront in Chang'an.
The autumn water lasts for a long time and the sky is the same color, with the setting clouds and the solitary swan flying together. Cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, raise a cup to eliminate the sorrow, and the sorrow will become more sorrowful.
When will the swan geese arrive? There will be plenty of autumn water in the rivers and lakes. In the past I heard about Dongting water, now I go to Yueyang Tower.
There is the long sky of Qingming above, and the waves of Lu River below. The clouds are green as if it is raining, and the water is sluggish with smoke.
Xie Gong’s residence is still there today, and the Lu River is rippling and the apes are crowing. The same is true for pleasure in the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed eastwards.
Mr. Qing asked Dongliu Shui whether he would be good or bad with him. The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward to this point.
I miss you every day, but I don’t see you. I drink water from the Yangtze River. The water in Canglang is clear, so I can wash my tassel; the water in Canglang is turbid, so I can wash my feet.
The so-called beauty is on the water side. ("The Book of Songs? Jianjia") How can the water be dull, and the mountains and islands stand tall?
(Cao Cao: "Viewing the Sea") White hair floats on the green water, and red palms stir the clear waves.
(King Luo Bin: "Ode to the Goose") The Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward to this point.
(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. (Lu You: "Visiting Shanxi Village") The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me.
(Li Bai: "To Wang Lun") The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I hear the singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Bamboo Branch Poems") When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River") The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clear and soft water. (Yang Wanli: "Little Pond") A few peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of spring river water.
(Su Shi: "Evening Scenery of the Chongchun River in Title Hui") A river of water protects the fields and surrounds them with green. Two mountains have rows of gates to bring green. I wonder where the canal can be so clear. Only the source of living water can come. Wang Changling's cold rain continues across the river. Entering Wu at night, I saw off my guest Chu Shangu in the morning. Relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and a heart of ice was in the jade pot. Li Bai Li Bai was about to leave in a boat, when he suddenly heard the sound of singing on the shore. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, not as deep as Wang Lun's sending me love. Li Bai The old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks were under the Yangzhou in March. The solitary sail was far away in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River could be seen in the sky. Su Shi thought of Nujiao and went to the east of the Yangtze River to catch all the famous people of the ages. To the west of the old fortress is the human road, the red cliff of Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms. Rocks pierce the sky, stormy waves hit the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The country is picturesque, and there are so many heroes at one time. I think back to Gong Jin's time, Xiao Qiao was first married, majestic and heroic, with feather fans and silk towels, while talking and laughing, the rapists were wiped out. .My motherland wanders in my mind, my affection should laugh at me, and I will be born early. Life is like a dream, and a statue still shines in the moon. Xu Zhimo's "Wandering in the Clouds" On that day, you were wandering gracefully in the sky, free and light. You didn't want to stay in that part of the sky or in that place. In that corner of the world, your happiness is unhindered and carefree, and you don't even realize that there is a stream of water on the humble ground. Although your bright beauty touches his ethereal spirit when he passes by, it wakes him up and hugs your beautiful figure tightly. What he holds tightly is the deep sorrow, because beauty cannot remain still in the scenery; he wants you to fly across thousands of mountains to cast your shadow on a wider lake and sea! He is losing weight for you, and the stream of water is in helpless hope, hoping that you will fly back! Xuanzhou Xie Tiao Tower Farewell School Secretary Shu Yun said that if you abandon me, you will not be able to stay in yesterday's day; if you disturb my heart, I will have many worries today.
The long winds send autumn geese away for thousands of miles, and you can enjoy this high-rise building. The Penglai article is built with bones in mind, with small Xie in the middle and clear hair.
We are all full of joy and hope, and want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. Cut off the water with a knife, the water will flow more, raise a cup to eliminate the sorrow, and the sorrow will become more sorrowful.
If life is unsatisfactory, the Ming Dynasty will be ruined. Guan Ju > Guan Guan Jujiu, in Hezhizhou.
A graceful lady, a gentleman likes to fight. There are various water plants flowing left and right.
A graceful lady, I long for her. If you don't get what you want, you will sleep hard and think about it.
Leisurely, leisurely, tossing and turning. There are different kinds of watercress, pick them from left to right.
A graceful lady, a harp and a friend. There are different kinds of watercress, with leaves on both sides.
A graceful lady, played with bells and drums. Jianjia >Jianjia is green and white dew is like frost.
The so-called beauty is on the water side. If you follow it back, the road is blocked and long; if you follow it, you will wander in the middle of the water.
(I have all provinces) Liu Yuxi’s poem about bamboo branches is full of peach blossoms on the mountain, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain stream. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.
Li Shangyin sent a letter to Lord Bei in the night rain to ask about the return date. The rain in Bashan made the autumn pond rise. How could he cut the candles from the west window and say that it rained in Bashan at night? Wushan is not a cloud. I look back lazily at the flowers, half destined to practice Taoism and half destined to be a king. Bai Juyi longed for the Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad. I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building under the bright moon.
Feng Yansi visited Kinmen. The wind suddenly picked up, blowing into a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands.
The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.
Li Zhiyi said that I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink water from the Yangtze River every day.
When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end? I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.
Li Qingzhao cut a plum blossom, red lotus root and fragrant jade mat in autumn. He undressed Luo Shang lightly and boarded the orchid boat alone.
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When Yan Zi returns, the moon is full on the west tower. Flowers drift by themselves, water flows by itself, a kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart. Fortune Teller Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I don’t see you. I drink water from the Yangtze River. When will this water stop, and when will this hatred end?
I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love. Huanxi Sha Su Shi visited Qingquan Temple in Qishui. The temple is adjacent to Lanxi River, which flows to the west.
At the foot of the mountain, orchid buds dip into the stream, and the sandy road among the pines is clear of mud. Xiao Xiao Mu Yu Zigui cries.
Who said there is no less in life? The water flowing in front of the door can still flow to the west! Stop singing yellow chicken with white hair. Dreaming of Jiangnan Wen Tingyun finished washing himself and leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower.
Thousands of sails are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long. Heartbroken Bai Pingzhou.
Nian Nujiao (Mochou Lake) Zheng Banqiao The two characters "Mandarin Duck" are a good story about a red girl, is that true? How many heroic sons and daughters have caused misfortune and injustice. There are golden lotuses in the front hall and jade trees in the back yard, which are weakened by wind and rain.
How lucky is the Lu family that each song lasts forever! Now the willows on the lake are like smoke, the clouds on the lake are like dreams, and the waves on the lake are thicker than wine. At the foot of the mountain, there are green strips of wisteria, and the remaining clouds dance on the sleeves across the water.
The peach leaves are small, don’t worry about the small family, borrowing words from people. What's the crime of being romantic? No honor, no shame, no blame.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou Su Shi When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky? I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it's so cold in the high places! Dance and clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world? . 6. Poems or phrases about mountains and water
When Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Wangchuan, he created a number of exquisite landscape poems.
He compiled the "Wangchuan Collection" by himself, which contains twenty five-character quatrains each of which he and his friend Pei Di sang in harmony with each other. The content mainly describes the scenery near Wangchuan Villa and expresses the life of seclusion. Interesting. Let's first look at "Xinyiwu" among them: hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyxes in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, opening and closing one after another. In the silent mountain stream, Xinyi flowers bloom and fall by themselves, growing and dying by themselves. They are not fake, have nothing to do with the world, and no one knows about them.
This is a world far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and it is also the unique artistic conception of the poet Wang Wei that integrates subjectivity and objectivity. It is simply a symbolic realm of the Buddhist concept of emptiness and annihilation. Therefore, Hu Yinglin, a literary critic in the Ming Dynasty, said that this poem is a work that "enters Zen". "When I read it, I forget my life experience and all my thoughts are silent."
(Volume 6 of "Shisou") Wang Wei The artistic conception created here is born outside the image. It is a combination of poetry and Zen. It has great suggestiveness and strong artistic appeal. This kind of artistic achievement can only be attributed to his study of Buddhism and the influence of Buddhist thinking.
Wang Wei was called the "Poetry Buddha" by later generations. He believed in Buddhism at an early age.
My mother, Ms. Cui, has been practicing Zen for more than thirty years. Wang Wei and his younger brother Wang Jin "both worshiped the Buddha and lived on a vegetarian diet, which is not as good as meat and blood" ("Old Book of Tang·Biography of Wang Wei").
When Wang Wei was 31 years old, his wife died and he no longer married. He lived alone in a room, isolated from the world, and "had no descendants" ("Referring to Brother Biao"). He also wrote many poems and essays about Buddhism and had high attainments in Buddhism.
Among the Buddhist schools of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei believed in Zen, and mainly believed in Southern Zen. Nanzong Zen is the product of the combination of Buddhist thought and China's native Confucianism and Taoism. Its philosophy of life of letting one's fate prevail provides the latest and most complete way of life for Chinese scholar-bureaucrats and intellectuals.
Some of the practice methods of Southern Zen are similar to poetry creation with Chinese characteristics. Yan Yu, a literary critic in the Song Dynasty, said: "In general, the path of Zen only lies in wonderful enlightenment, and the path of poetry also lies in wonderful enlightenment" ("Canglang Poetry Talk").
Wonderful enlightenment is the insight into Zen and can also be expressed as the sensitivity to art. Both poetry and Zen require keen inner experience, both emphasize revelation and metaphor, and both pursue implication.
Nanzong Zen talks about "sudden enlightenment" and often uses visual expressions to teach the Dharma, with particular emphasis on the role of intuition, suggestion, induction, and association in understanding. Wang Wei has gained experience in Zen practice, so he naturally has a deep understanding of this method of grasping the world.
He integrated his understanding of Buddhism into his outlook on life, turned religious emotions into poetic thoughts, and created a poetic artistic conception of "emptiness", "silence" and "idleness". Zen Buddhism advocates the style of scenic mountains and forests, and it also guided and inspired Wang Wei to consciously get close to mountains and rivers and explore their aesthetic value.
Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem "Zhuli Pavilion": Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
The poet sat alone in the deep bamboo forest, playing the piano and screaming. No one knew his existence, only the bright moon came to accompany him. Nature understands his inner loneliness best, and the clear brilliance of the bright moon brings him a kind of quiet happiness.
Things and I are one and things and I are forgotten, Zen and poetry are in harmony. The same is true in "Deer Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people's voices can be heard.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. There is no one in the empty mountain, only intermittent human voices can be heard floating in the deep forest, and a ray of sunset shines on the moss deep in the dense forest, making it so trance-like and desolate.
This is exactly the kind of empty and lonely realm far away from the hustle and bustle that Wang Wei pursues. Although it is lonely, it is also enriching. Wang Yuyang of the Qing Dynasty said that "every word of Wang Wei's small poems is Zen" and "the wonderful truth is spoken in a subtle way, which is no different from the World Honored One holding a flower or Kasyapa smiling" ("Silkworm Continuation").
In other words, Wang Wei's landscape poems have Zen interest, Zen joy, and Zen flavor. They are full of words and endless meaning, conveying the meaning of Zen. Naturally, it fully expresses the poet's unique taste for the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
Wang Wei does not necessarily only go to deserted places to seek Zen. He also looks at the vast world and the lively farm life: the clear fields and open fields, as far as the eye can see are unsullied. . Guomen faces the ferry, and the village trees connect to the mouth of the stream.
Beyond the white water fields, behind the green peaks coming out of the mountains. There is no idle person in the farming month, and the whole family is busy in the south.
——"New Sunny Ambition" A spring rain washes away the dirt and makes the scene completely new. Farming is busy, and people and scenery are bathed in the fresh air.
The two sentences "White Water" combine the close-up and distant views into a hierarchical picture. The water is bright, the peaks are green, and the contrast between light and color is very harmonious. On the surface, we cannot see the Zen meaning of this poem.
In fact, the spring rain is more like the holy water pouring from the Buddhist purification bottle, washing everything until it is clear and ethereal. It's just that Wanwu combines the Zen realm and the poetic realm so wonderfully that he doesn't let Zen principles overwhelm the poetic taste.
Of course, what we pay attention to is the kind of praise of farm life, and what we appreciate is the aura of the beauty of the landscape, without necessarily seeking its Zen philosophy. Wang Wei was a versatile cultural giant who was good at poetry, music, painting, and calligraphy.
Su Dongpo, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, said: "When you taste the poems of Mojie (Wang Wei), there are paintings in the poems; when you look at the paintings of Mojie, there are poems in the paintings." ("Shu Mojie Pictures of Misty Rain in Lantian") His words are insightful and to the point.
Wang Wei was an accomplished landscape painter in the Tang Dynasty. He used Xiaoshu and light ink brushwork to paint, created ink landscape painting, and became his own brand. He is called the founder of the Southern School of landscape painting by later generations.
His paintings emphasize freehand brushwork, pursue spiritual resemblance, and express subjective emotions. Therefore, "there are many paintings regardless of the four seasons. For example, when painting flowers, peach, apricot, hibiscus, and lotus flowers are often used to paint the same scene." Seek it." (Zhang Yanyuan quoted in Shen Kuo's "Meng Xi Bi Dan") Therefore, Wang Wei is also known as the ancestor of Chinese literati's freehand painting.
If paintings can achieve spiritual resemblance, they will also have the charm and interest of poetry, that is, there is poetry in the paintings. If you use this kind of painting idea to gaze at the natural landscape, chant it, and create a scene into a poem, you will inevitably have the charm of painting in the poem.
Wang Wei’s profound artistic qualities in painting, music, and calligraphy enabled him to feel and capture the wonderful scenery and beauty of nature more accurately and meticulously than ordinary poets when creating poetry. The magical sounds and ever-changing nature are brought to life through writing. He is also better at using words and colors, and pays attention to the harmony of the tone of poetry.
There is the artistic conception of painting in the poem, the flow of music in the poem, and the changes in calligraphy in the poem. In this way, his unique poetic artistic style of "paintings in poems" and "hundreds of warblers and palace merchants playing in succession" was formed.
When appreciating his landscape poems, we should firmly grasp this feature. Wang Wei is good at describing the majesty and splendor in general. 7. What are the poems that describe the river?
1. The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful.
2. The great river goes eastward, the waves are gone, and the romantic figures of the ages
3. The shadow of the solitary sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen in the sky.
4. Tianmen interrupts the opening of Chujiang River, and the clear water flows eastwards to this point.
5. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.
1. Hanjiang Linfan / Hanjiang Linwang
Author: Wang Wei
Chu and Sai are connected to three Xiangs, and Jingmen is connected to nine factions.
The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful.
In the county town of Bucheonpo, waves ripple across the sky.
It’s a nice windy day in Xiangyang, but I’m left drunk with the mountain man.
2. Nian Nujiao·Chibi Nostalgia
Author: Su Shi
As the river goes eastward, the waves are exhausted, and there are romantic figures throughout the ages.
To the west of the fortress, the humane way is, Chibi, Zhou Lang of the Three Kingdoms.
Rocks pierced through the sky, stormy waves crashed onto the shore, and thousands of piles of snow were rolled up.
The country is picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time.
I think back to Gong Jin’s time, when Xiao Qiao got married for the first time and looked majestic and handsome.
Feather fans and silk scarves, while talking and laughing, the boats and oars disappeared into ashes.
My motherland wanders in my mind, my passion should laugh at me, and I will be born early.
Life is like a dream, a statue returns to the moon.
3. The Yellow Crane Tower sends Meng Haoran to Guangling
Author: Li Bai
The old friend bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.
The shadow of the lone sail in the distance is gone in the blue sky, and only the Yangtze River can be seen flowing in the sky.
4. Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Author: Li Bai
Tianmen interrupts the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flows eastward here.
The green mountains on both sides of the strait stand out from each other, and the lone sail comes from the sun.
5. Recalling Jiangnan
Author: Bai Juyi
Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.
When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan?