1. Su Shi's poems about missing his wife
Su Shi's poems about missing his wife 1. What are Su Shi's poems about missing his wife
"Jiang Chengzi" Su Shi
The ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them. Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation. Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
When night comes, I suddenly return home with a deep dream. Xiaoxuan window, dressing up. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken heart will occur every year: on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine hills.
The author reveals sadness and loneliness between the lines. Ten years have not erased Su Shi's feelings for his wife. This poem expresses Su Shi's deep longing for his wife.
Su Shi and his wife have been separated for ten years. They dare not recall but cannot forget. Does the grave thousands of miles away feel desolate because there is no one to talk to you? Now my face is covered with dust and my temples have turned white. I don’t think you would recognize me if we met. I had a dream when I went to bed at night and suddenly missed my hometown. You sit by the small wooden window and dress up. Their eyes met but there was nothing to say, only tears flowing uncontrollably. Today next year, I will go back to your grave to pay homage.
2. A poem by Su Shi, about how he misses his wife
"Jiangchengzi·Dreams on the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao" was written by Su Shi, a great writer in the Song Dynasty. A eulogy written in memory of his first wife Wang Fu expresses endless sorrow and longing.
This word is full of affection and blood and tears. The upper que describes the poet's deep longing for his deceased wife, which is realistic; the lower que describes the dream, expressing the poet's deep affection for his deceased wife, which is virtual. The upper que records reality, and the lower que records dreams. The combination of virtual and real brings out the longing for his deceased wife and deepens the sad tone of the whole poem. The line drawing technique is used in the words, and the words are spoken as if they are commonplace, but every word comes from the heart, natural and profound, and the simplicity embodies the sincerity. The whole poem is euphemistic in thought, with various realms emerging, and the mood is desolate and pathos. It is a well-known masterpiece.
1. Full text
Jiang Chengzi·Dreams on the night of the 20th day of the first lunar month of Yimao
Su Shi
Ten years of life and death are uncertain, and there is no doubt that Think about it and never forget it.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned home from a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window.
We looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pine trees.
2. Translation
The two have been separated from each other for ten years. They miss each other but are at a loss and cannot see each other. I don’t want to let myself miss it, but I can’t forget it. My wife's lonely grave is thousands of miles away, and there is no place to tell her the desolation and sadness in my heart. Even if we meet, we probably won't know each other, because I am running around, my face is covered with dust, and my temples are like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream, and saw my wife dressing up in front of the mirror in front of the small window. The two looked at each other, not knowing where to start from a thousand words, and could only shed a thousand lines of tears in relative silence. I expected that the graveyard with the small pine trees shining under the bright moon was the place where I missed my wife with heartache every year.
3. What are some of Su Dongpo's poems in memory of his deceased wife?
Su Dongpo's poems in memory of his deceased wife are:
1. "Jiangchengzi"
< p> 2. "Man Jiang Hong"3. "Moon on the West River"
4. "Linjiang Fairy"
5. "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
p>1. Su Dongpo: Su Shi (January 8, 1037 - August 24, 1101), also known as Zizhan and Hezhong, also known as Tieguan Taoist and Dongpo layman, known as Su Dongpo and Su Xian in the world. . Han nationality, a native of Meishan, Meizhou (now part of Meishan City, Sichuan Province), his ancestral home is Luancheng, Hebei Province, a writer, calligrapher and painter in the Northern Song Dynasty. In the second year of Jiayou's reign (1057), Su Shi became a Jinshi. During the reign of Emperor Shenzong of the Song Dynasty, he served in Fengxiang, Hangzhou, Mizhou, Xuzhou, Huzhou and other places. In the third year of Yuanfeng (1080), he was demoted to the deputy envoy of Huangzhou Tuanlian due to the "Wutai Poetry Case". After Zhezong of the Song Dynasty came to the throne, he served as a bachelor of Hanlin, a bachelor of imperial examination, and a minister of the Ministry of Rites. He also went to Hangzhou, Yingzhou, Yangzhou, Dingzhou and other places. In his later years, he was demoted to Huizhou and Danzhou because of the new party's rule. Emperor Huizong of the Song Dynasty was pardoned and returned to the north, but died of illness in Changzhou on the way. During the reign of Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, he was given the posthumous title of "Wenzhong" as a posthumous gift to the Grand Master. Su Shi was a literary leader in the mid-Northern Song Dynasty and achieved high achievements in poetry, lyrics, prose, calligraphy, and painting. His writing is bold and unbridled; his poems have broad themes, are fresh and bold, are good at using exaggerated metaphors, and have a unique style. Together with Huang Tingjian, they are called "Su Huang"; "Xin"; his prose writings are grand and bold, and he is called "Ou Su" together with Ouyang Xiu, and is one of the "Eight Great Masters of Tang and Song Dynasties". Su Shi was also good at calligraphy and was one of the "Four Masters of the Song Dynasty"; he was good at painting, especially good at ink bamboo, strange rocks, dead wood, etc. There are "Dongpo Seven Collections", "Dongpo Yi Zhuan", "Dongpo Yuefu" and so on.
2. The full text of the above poems is as follows:
(1) "Jiangchengzi"
Wandering at the end of the world, I have endless thoughts. We met, but in a hurry. Hand in hand with the beautiful woman, and the tears are broken and the red is left.
Why ask what Dongfeng Yu is like? Spring is here, who is it with?
(2) "The River is Red"
The clear beauty flows eastward, the sad eyes are broken, and the lonely sail is bright and extinguished. The official travel place, the green mountains and white waves, are thousands of layers. Living up to Lin Xiayi's wishes, the night rain on the bed was desolate. Hate this life, grow up in separation, add splendor to your hair. A wine, on the side of the Yellow River. Infinite things, let’s start from the beginning. Seeing each other seems like yesterday, many years ago. Bitter tears remain on the old marks on the clothes, and the joy between the eyebrows adds yellow. Then I went with you to look for the remaining spring on the pond, with flowers like snow.
(3) "Moon on the West River"
The world is a big dream, and there are several cool autumns in life. At night, the wind leaves are already singing. Look at the brows and temples. The drunkard often worries that there are few guests, and the bright moon is obscured by clouds. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.
(4) "Linjiang Immortal"
Xiuwen was so thin due to many illnesses that he could not bear the gold belt hanging down his waist. There is a faint fragrance floating upstairs at Wanghu. Playing with sleeves in the gentle spring breeze, and listening to the flute on a bright moonlit night. When you wake up from drinking, your dreams will always be clear, and your hidden bed will be infinitely more fashionable. The beautiful woman did not see Dong Jiaorao. Wandering around the moon, spending the poor night in empty space.
(5) "Butterfly Loves Flowers"
There is no wind in the wind and the flowers stand alone. In the lonely garden, old willows and cherries pass by. The setting sun is sentimental and I still sit there. The mountains are green and the clouds are breaking. At the end of the road, the river turns back thousands of times. Xianyan fishing village, the moon is dark and the lights are alone. Rely on the flying soul to attract Chu. I miss you, you miss me.
4. What are some of Su Dongpo's poems in memory of his deceased wife?
Ci·Jiang Chengzi
Wandering at the end of the world, thinking endlessly.
We met but in a hurry.
Hand in hand with the beautiful woman, the tears will fade away.
Why do you want to ask Dongfeng Yu? Spring is here, who is it with?
Sui Di is water-soluble in March.
Return to Hong and go to Wuzhong.
Looking back at Pengcheng, Qingsi and Huaitong.
I want to send a thousand tears of lovesickness, but they cannot be shed, Chu Jiangdong.
Ci·Jiang Chengzi No. 3
It rains and then clears in Phoenix Mountain.
The water and wind are clear, and the sunset is bright.
A hibiscus blossomed across the sky.
Where did the double egrets fly?
If you are interested, I admire Pingting.
Suddenly I heard mourning kites being played on the river.
Who can listen to the bitter feelings?
The smoke gathers and the clouds gather, it is Xiang Ling as promised.
I want to wait until the end of the song to ask and get it,
When no one is seen, the peaks are green.
Ci·Manjianghong
The clear beauty flows eastward, the sad eyes are broken, and the lonely sail is bright and extinguished. The official travel place, the green mountains and white waves, are thousands of layers. Living up to Lin Xiayi's wishes, the night rain on the bed was desolate. Hate this life, grow up in separation, add splendor to your hair. A wine, on the side of the Yellow River. Infinite things, let’s start from the beginning. Seeing each other seems like yesterday, many years ago. Bitter tears remain on the old marks on the clothes, and the joy between the eyebrows adds yellow. Then I went with you to look for the remaining spring on the pond, with flowers like snow.
Ci·Xijiang Moon
The world is a big dream, and there are cool autumns in life. At night, the wind leaves are already singing. Look at the brows and temples. The drunkard often worries that there are few guests, and the bright moon is obscured by clouds. Who is alone with *** during the Mid-Autumn Festival? He looked northward sadly.
Ci·Linjiangxian
Xiu Wen is so thin due to many illnesses that he cannot bear the gold belt hanging down his waist. There is a faint fragrance floating upstairs at Wanghu. Playing with sleeves in the gentle spring breeze, and listening to the flute on a bright moonlit night. When you wake up from drinking, your dreams will always be clear, and your hidden bed will be infinitely more fashionable. The beautiful woman did not see Dong Jiaorao. Wandering around the moon, spending the poor night in empty space.
Ci·Jiang Chengzi
Ci·Dielianhua
There is no wind and the flowers are flowing. In the lonely garden, old willows and cherries pass by. The setting sun is sentimental and I still sit there. The mountains are green and the clouds are breaking. At the end of the road, the river turns back thousands of times. Xianyan fishing village, the moon is dark and the lights are alone. Rely on the flying soul to attract Chu. I miss you, you miss me.