Xugong Store in Suxin City is a poem written by Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty. Ren Jiangdong, the poet's transit assistant, wrote a fresh poem when he c
Xugong Store in Suxin City is a poem written by Yang Wanli in Song Dynasty. Ren Jiangdong, the poet's transit assistant, wrote a fresh poem when he checked into the Xugong store in the new city during his inspection in the jurisdiction.
The content is as follows:
Hedges are sparse and deep, and the trees are green and not shady. The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
There are 28 words in this poem, which describes six things, such as fences, paths, new green tree heads, children, Huang Die and rape blossoms. The content is very rich and the colors are bright and beautiful, which shows a bright, fresh and lively rural spring color map before our eyes.
The sparse fence makes people feel relaxed. The country road next to the fence slowly extends to the distance, which also lengthens and broadens our sight, making people want to find out what scenery is deep in the path. However, how far that path is, when I look back, I can't help feeling when I see the fresh leaves on the trees next to the inn and the vitality of new things in spring.
Suddenly there was a frolic sound. It turned out that a group of children chased and caught some butterflies in the sun. Butterflies flapped their golden wings, moving far and near, high and low, which made the children scream and broke the silence.
In front of a piece of Huang Cancan rapeseed blocked the children's way, but the butterfly flew lightly into the rapeseed and could not be found again. I can only see the rape flowers dancing in the wind, which immediately caused the chirping noise. ...
In this poem, the poet's vision is from far to near, and the things he writes are quiet and moving, which makes people feel the quiet and distant surrounding environment of Xugong Store and the quiet and beautiful living atmosphere in the countryside. Reading this poem, I feel like a hiker, breathing the cool air, enjoying the light green and golden color in front of me, watching the children chase and play, and having a fresh and leisurely feeling of taking time out of the busy schedule and bidding farewell to the tedious routine.