Bloom will be frosted in the morning, and the bottom of the valley wind ditch will be cut. After the grass is dead and the leaves are old and muddy, there is no need to guess when the geese will withdraw from the clouds. Frightening the cold destroys the guest's dream, throwing thoughts and caressing the piano platform. Crows hide under the third bridge in the suburbs, and willows dye their cheeks in the sunset. The stream is silent, and the Yuanyang lotus is playing with fish. As soon as the catkins on the shore drifted away, the plum blossoms in the neighboring yard began to bloom. The green grass is not withered, and the red maple is tired. The smoke trees on the other side of the river are dancing with the wind. Are you exploring fruits and vegetables in the garden?
1. Nan Liang Jiang Yan's Fifteen Poems of Little Ruan Gong (8)
I boarded the girder yesterday and looked at the Red River in the southwest. When it's cold in vilen, it's windy in first frost. The winter is miserable, and the sun and the moon lack essence. Fallen leaves rise vertically and horizontally, and birds pass by. Scratching Guang Chuan Yin, what do you think. I am always willing to take the first suit, and I am willing to take a leisurely walk. "
The Red River, the Huaihe River region, is a water system and a vast area between the Yellow River and the Yangtze River. The large-scale defoliation here is a little later than in the northeast of the Yellow River Basin. Standing on the high mountain, overlooking the Red River Plain, vilen is clear, the north wind is howling, and the frost is heavy.
Midwinter is when the north wind goes straight into the sky. The world was dark, and the north wind wandered, blowing countless fallen leaves on the top of the forest and on the ground, flying and rolling up, blowing their faces vertically and horizontally. Among such flying leaves, there are even birds that often cross against the wind or the wind. Are they frightened by the instability of their nests or are they migrating? With such a strong wind and leaves, the poet walked against the wind and used such a broad wind to evacuate his mind.
Ruan Ji was a poet of Wei in the Three Kingdoms period and one of the seven sages of bamboo forest. He is broad-minded, ambitious, fond of mountains and rivers, and has high aspirations. This cold day is retrograde, which is Jiang Yan's own heroic spirit and his hunting in the north wind, such as the wild dance of leaves.
2. In the Northern Song Dynasty, Peng's Winter Cold Around the Furnace was titled "Rhyme as a Cold Character"
There is no snow on the road in winter, and the mountains and plains are cold. Windstorms, fallen leaves and dry rain in Linping. Kethleen's poems are thin and his rivers and lakes are full of wine. Have fun in court, don't worry about cups and plates. "
This poem was written with friends around the stove in winter. With the warmth and foresight in the furnace, the scene is delicate. The deep mountains began to get cold in the twelfth month, and there was no snow on the mountain roads.
However, the north wind blows through the continuous winter forest, and the rustling leaves and swaying branches can be heard, as if it were rain or dry rain. This is wonderful hearing. The north wind blowing outside shook the trees like nature, while the leaves were dry, and the withered sound caused by mutual friction became another kind of beauty. And you can even hear the crisp wandering of fallen leaves in the yard outside the window.
In such a deep mountain, three or two friends are drinking in front of the stove, which is not the noise in the city. Half is listening to nature, half is feeling warm. I don't need that kind of wine full of flowers and horses, I am chatting slowly, a warm winter, gentle human feelings. Just keep it that way. Why do you have to eat, drink and get drunk? How gentle and comfortable it is to hear the sound of fallen leaves in winter. Relax your mind. Outside the window, the mountains are really rivers and lakes, so vast and poetic.