1, Jiang Xue Liutang Zongyuan
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
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Loneliness is the normal state of life. Just like the beginning of these four poems: thousands, thousands, loneliness, independence. We all have moments when we stand alone and walk silently alone. Sideways crowd, out of place. A person can experience his own loneliness. The poet was persecuted and lived a "prisoner" life in Yongzhou. Qian Shan is a vast expanse of whiteness, all covered with snow, and there are no people or birds.
Only on a boat on the river was an old man in a hat fishing in the snow. The old man who fished alone in the cold and silent weather is the embodiment of the poet's spirit. Lonely and lofty, do not compromise with the secular, stick to this pure white alone, against the dirty torrent of the outside world.
2. A gift from a stone
The lotus flower withered, so did the lotus leaf holding the rain, and only the branches of chrysanthemum stood proudly against the cold frost. Good years must be remembered, it is orange.
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A bosom friend is rare in life. Su Shi knows Liu Jingwen's talent, and he also knows the anguish of his talent. While recommending him to be an official, he calmed the mood of this old friend. In early winter, the lotus has been defeated and the chrysanthemum has been disabled. But the oranges are ripening at this time. Behind the bleak, it is fruitful and mature harvest.
By this time, Liu Jingwen was 58 years old, and his career was hopeless. He felt that he could do nothing in his life. Su Shi told him through the scene of early winter that although youth passed away, it was a mature and promising stage of life. Don't be demoralized and sell yourself short. Su Shi's comfort and enthusiasm for his friends made the whole winter warm.
3. beginning of winter by Tang Li Bai.
A frozen pen is lazy to write new poems, a cold stove and a glass of good wine are warm. Drunk to see the ink flowers and the moon white, suddenly suspected that the snow was full of Qiancun.
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On this day in early winter, it was very cold, and my pen and ink were frozen, so I was just lazy and didn't write new poems. Warm a pot of hot wine, bored and drunk. Looking at the ink stains on the inkstone under the moon, I thought it was heavy snow falling all over the mountain village. Lin Yutang said: it is certainly much cheaper to enjoy a leisurely life than to enjoy a luxurious life. Spend a leisure weekend with a completely carefree mood.
People are always busy and have no spirit. Leisure is the tonic of life, and occasional leisure is of great benefit to both body and mind. Spring grows in summer and autumn is harvested in winter. In the long winter, learning to enjoy leisure time is also a very important lesson in life.