Qiu Lai Denglan Mountain Zhang 1 Meng Haoran North Peak, between the white clouds, you Lu 2. I tried to climb the mountain and look ahead, and this mood disappeared with the departure of the swan song. Sadness is often the mood of dusk, and the mood is often the atmosphere of autumn. Tourists come to the village on the mountain, walk across the beach, sit at the ferry and have a rest. The forest in the distance is like a shepherd's purse, overlooking the river bank like a crescent moon. I hope you will pick me up, bring a basket of wine and get drunk on the Double Ninth Festival.
Note 1 Lanshan: Also known as Fairy Mountain. Zhang Wu: Speaking of Zhang Zirong, Meng Haoran's friend. Hermit: The author refers to himself. Xiju
You live in the depths of the white clouds in Beishan and live a hermit life. I climbed the mountain and looked at you from a distance. My thoughts followed the geese until they disappeared into the sky. Worrying about this dusk, this clear autumn triggers poetry. I always see people go back to the village, walk across the beach and rest at the ferry. Looking at the horizon from a distance, the trees are as thin as vegetables, and the sandbars on the banks of the river are as small as crescent moons. When can you bring wine to get drunk with me on the Double Ninth Festival?
Appreciating this poem describes the poet's longing for love when his friend who went to country-specific ones lived in seclusion in autumn night. And with all kinds of scenery, it sets off the deep friendship between poets and friends. "There are trees like a row of grass on the horizon and islands like the moon on the riverside" depicts the distant landscape image, which is very fresh and strange. The language is peaceful and simple, and the realm is lofty and quiet, which can represent the style of Meng's poetry.
In summer, the mountain light in the west of Nanting Sixin 1 Meng Haoran suddenly goes out, and the moon in the east lake rises slowly. Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I will pick up my lute and play, but, alas, who here will understand? Two. So I thought of you, old friend. I dreamed all night.
Note 1 Xinda: Meng Haoran's friend, hermit, whose birth and death are unknown. Bosom friend: Take the story of Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi as an example, it refers to bosom friends.
The sunset in the western hills suddenly sets, and the moon on the pool rises gradually. I spread my hair, took advantage of the cool night, pushed open the window and lay down in a comfortable and spacious place. The breeze brought the fragrance of lotus, and the dew dripping on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound. I want to take the piano out and play it freely, but unfortunately I don't have a bosom friend to appreciate it. I miss my old friend and miss you in my dreams all night.
Appreciate this is a summer poem. The poet included such a small daily scene of enjoying the cool on a summer night, which showed his enjoyment in seclusion. The poet described his pleasure in the beautiful things such as the pool moon, the breeze, the lotus fragrance, the bamboo dew, and his natural desire to enjoy the beautiful scenery with his friends, and wrote the faint sadness and long acacia that he could not see his friends. The whole poem is full of rich poetry. "The wind brings the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of bamboo leaves dripping dew" has always been regarded as a good sentence.
Spend the night at the foot of Zen master Ye, waiting for my good friend Ding 1 Meng Haoran, the sun sets and the valleys fade. The moon in the moon pine is refreshing at night, and the sound of the wind is particularly clear. Almost all the woodcutters have gone home, and the birds are perched in the quiet mist. However-because you promised-I am waiting for you, waiting, playing the pipa under the vines by the road.
Note 1 Business teacher: A monk who is famous in business, the teacher is your respectful name. Mountain house: namely mountain temple. Smoked birds: birds returning at dusk. Son of 3: This person refers to Ding Da.
Sunset swept past Xiling, and the mountains suddenly entered dusk. The moon climbs loose and the night is full of coolness. The wind sends spring to sing, and I listen to its elegant echo. The woodcutter has gone back, and the birds in the fog have returned to their nests to settle down. Dingda agreed to stay here, and I waited alone with the piano on the path covered with Luo Qing.
Appreciate the poet living in a monk's room for his friends, Dante didn't come. The whole poem focuses on rendering the word "equal", treating people's feelings and scenes. In poetry, the quiet natural scenery and the poet's quiet feelings have reached a harmonious unity. "Now the chill of the moon and night passes through the pine trees, and my ears feel the sound of pure wind and water" describes the coolness and comfort felt by cool colors and silent sounds, which is very detailed and true. Looking forward to friends' eagerness and long-awaited melancholy, we don't need too much pen and ink to express it, but we can appreciate the poet's deep affection from the lonely image standing with Qin.