The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Among my favorite poems, this one is the most important. I like the vivid painting in this poem, the fresh and refined poem, and the Zen in this poem and painting.
Because I love this poem, I deliberately understand the author's poetic situation and mood. After all, poets should create an atmosphere and readers should enter the artistic conception. And these understandings are the best way to enter the artistic conception of poetry.
On that day, Wang Wei lived in seclusion in the mountains in the crisp autumn season, as he wrote in the inscription and postscript of this poem. Sometimes I indulge in the mountains, and sometimes I am safe in the grass. The quiet rural life has laid a new brand of beauty, elegance and leisure for the author's creation. This charming imprint also gives us a deep understanding of the author's "friend's prince, spring has passed and you are still here. What does it matter?" "Abandon vanity fair and show noble feelings of staying away from the world of mortals.
So what's the beauty between mountains and huts, and what's Ya He's leisure? Let's get back to poetry:
Empty and mountainous, inaccessible. At the beginning of the new rain, the jungle is like washing. It was a clear autumn night. According to the autumn moon, Lang dropped bright colors from the pine trees, and the sound of piano slowly flowed along the stone road from Ming Che Spring. The fishing boat goes through the leaves and shakes the water lotus. The moon is beautiful and charming; The gurgling sound of the spring water on the stone is soft; Huan girl's innocence and fisherman's complacency. The author strolled here, but Tao was drunk, so he called it "what does it have to do with the passing of spring?" He was immersed in it, so he called it "Junyou, while you are here?" . The author who came back from the trip, with his clever heart and transparent pen, showed a harmonious, complete, elegant and beautiful ink painting without modification and leaving no trace. Such natural beauty, not to mention the author's nostalgia, is how much yearning the reader has sincerely given birth to!
Consider this poem: because there is movement in silence, it is quiet and not dead; In contrast, it is vivid and not boring. It's so ingenious that I have to clap my hands and admire the author's skill in refining words.
Good poetry is picturesque, realistic atmosphere is the foundation, artistic conception is the quality, and emotional implication is the soul. So every time I quietly appreciate a poem, I feel the fullness of the picture, then the taste, and finally the emotional sound.
Poetry is based on painting, not just Tang poetry. Within reach, there are many beautiful pictures in many ancient sentences:
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.
Old vines and faint crows, small bridges and flowing water.
The house is surrounded by about ten acres of land, thatched cottages. Willow trees cover the eaves, and peach trees cover Li Lieman in front of the hospital.
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Poetry and painting, like people, are superficial in nature. Artistic conception is a layer and profound. We see that a person always looks at his watch before his quality, and so do poems and paintings. It is important to choose words and make sentences, but if we only pay attention to the surface, we will lose the way to appreciate poetry and painting, and we will not be able to do it.
On the surface, the author intends to understand the landscape, and the description of the landscape is the carrier of the author's voice. Because elegant people have rich connotations and meaningful charm.