Author: Xin Qiji
The play is given a role of Xin, and the twelve brothers of Mao family send the tune.
Autumn frost under the scorching sun, loyalty to the liver and bravery, thousand-year genealogy.
When did you get your last name? Listen carefully to Angel and listen with a smile.
If you work hard, you will feel sad and painful, always painful and difficult.
Even more pungent, pepper and cinnamon can be mashed and vomited.
There should be something in the world, and it is sweet and beautiful, not at my door.
Compared with Cao, there are gold seals and vertical groups.
Jun Fu, this matter, from now on, don't forget the ups and downs in bed.
But win, boots crepe, remember the rest of the drama.
Appreciate:
Su Shi, one of the eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, turned from writing poems to writing lyrics. Xin Qiji arrived and further used words instead of words to express his feelings. This song "Ode to Fishing Music" is a successful work in this respect. Xin Qiji's younger brother, Mao Jia, ranks twelfth in the family. Among Jia Xuan's poems, there are two farewell poems for Mao, and another one, Yu Meiren, was written when Mao's family left Guangxi.
This song "Ode to Fishing Music" is for the Mao family to tune. According to the relevant regulations of the Song Dynasty, local officials must go to Beijing for disposal when their terms of office expire. If there is no special reason, it will be popularized during deployment. So this is a happy event and a happy parting. Because this is to send my brothers out to be officials, Jia Xuan is quite touched and talks about the thousand-year genealogy of their new home. Give the word "Xin" to the play, and express it with emotion and discussion from the fact that its surname is Xin. They are expressed in an interesting and meaningful way.
Autumn frost under the scorching sun, loyal to the liver and righteous bravery, a thousand-year genealogy, the beginning of the genealogy, said that the ancestors of the new family were loyal to the liver and righteous bravery, and they were all serious in honest and frank, such as autumn frost under the scorching sun, which was awe-inspiring. The autumn frost under the scorching sun is a metaphor for being upright in the wind, such as "A Praise of Shi Xiu in the New Tang Dynasty": Although he is 1,500 years old, his heroic words are as awe-inspiring as the scorching sun. The first three sentences of the word are self-reported, not boasting, but proved by history. The Xin family is an ancient family. It is said that it was named Yu Xin, and its sound was similar to Yu Xin, and later it was similar to Yu Xin. There is also a generation of famous minister Xin Jia, who remonstrated with Zhou Wang many times without fear.
In the Han Dynasty, there was Xin Qingji, a great warrior and a great hero of the Huns. When he became emperor, Zhu Yun flattered his spouse and Prime Minister yu zhang, saying that he should be punished. The emperor was very angry and wanted to kill Yun, but Xin Qingji risked his life to save him. All future generations were loyal to Geng, but without Wang Mang, they were all punished.
Of course, writing lyrics can't be as documentary as compiling a family tree. Besides, these are well-known historical facts. Therefore, the poet did not spend much ink, but studied symplectic characters with his brothers in an ingenious way: when did our ancestors get this surname? How did you get such a surname? I'm talking nonsense, and your aunt will listen to it to win a smile. So he chewed the words and carefully realized the meaning of Xin, which has many connotations such as bitterness, bitterness and spicy. He said a word: if you work hard, you will feel sad, you will feel bitter, and you will always suffer.
The word "new home" is tempered with hardships, with a bitter taste, and always has an indissoluble bond with the bitter and unbearable fate! Three sentences are inseparable from symplectic words: bitterness, sadness, bitterness and difficulty. When writing poetry, we should take the same word as a warning. Here are three symplectic words. The use of nature increases the audio-visual effect of tones and fully renders the feelings of words. Even better, in form, symplectic words are carefully quoted, while in content, there are both historical lessons and practical complaints. Isn't it? It is about Xin Qingji, and hard work will not win the world's military exploits. However, to his descendants, he tasted the sorrow of being killed. Contact Jia Xuan himself, from holding a banner in the prime of life to posting the word "Wanrong" in exchange for the owner's tree planting book, it is hard enough!
In a word, the fate of our Xin family will never be separated from the word "Xin". How come... It turns out that the root is still in this letter. Spicy, spicy, this is the original meaning of Xin, and it is also the traditional character of our Xin family! We Xin people are straightforward, upright and pungent, just like our surnames, irritable and unlovable. Even more pungent, pepper and cinnamon can be mashed and vomited. These two sentences give full play to the meaning of pungent words, and borrow words to say people. In the Northern Song Dynasty, there was a poem "Self-driving", with Xin as the rhyme, and Su Shi repeatedly made peace. Finally, there are several articles, such as "You don't hate it, but you smashed more pepper and cinnamon than Xin", which Jia Xuan used well.
The next film continues to express feelings for people's hot words. Because of our surname, everything in the world that is fragrant, sweet and beautiful can't come to my house. How arrogant we are when we see a string of gold seals hanging on the waist of other people's children, how can we compare with others! Satire, infinite emotion, joking, implied complaint. What if you can't compare with others? Fight for breath! So the message turned to the topic of sending songs to Mao family: Jun Fu, from now on, don't remember the ups and downs of the bed. But win, boots crepe, remember the rest of the drama. I'll leave it to you to find high officials, dignitaries and ancestors. From now on, when you reach the top, you don't have to recall this night talk between our brothers today; When you are old and weak, you will definitely remember these jokes I told today. Speaking of the wind and rain in bed, Wei's poem came out: I would rather know the stormy night and then sleep in bed. Both Su Shi and Su Zhe appreciate these two poems, longing for the realm of stormy night and the conversation between the two brothers in bed, so they met and retired as soon as possible, which became a story.
On the crepe surface of the boots, Ouyang Xiu's "Returning to the Field" is recorded: Tian Yuan was appointed as the third secretary in the Northern Song Dynasty, and people came to intercede all the time. He hates it, but he has to pretend to be smiling, empty and amuse himself. I once said to a person: I have been an ambassador for several years and three years, and I was forced to laugh too much. I laugh like boots. Mao's family went to the tune, and Jia Xuan congratulated him on his promotion, which is the proper meaning in the farewell words. However, there is irony in using boots crepe in the congratulatory message. In fact, it is said that officialdom has a set of officialdom. To be a big official, you have to distort the straightforward personality of the Xin family, and it is not easy to greet everyone with a smile. You will regret it in the end.
The whole poem is like writing two brothers chatting at home. The atmosphere is cordial and frank, and the language is humorous and beautiful. Talking about surnames from beginning to end, he explained the common Xin surnames incisively and vividly, which clearly showed the progressive tendency of the author to express his feelings by borrowing words, which was a bit out of place for traditional ci works. However, no matter from the ideological content or artistic expression, it is worth trying.
Su Shi Yong Yu le
Eternal happiness
Su Shi
The bright moon is like frost and the breeze is like water.
The scenery is infinite. Qu Gang's jumping fish,
No one sees loneliness when the lotus leaves the dew.
Like three drums, a leaf is loud and clear,
Dark dreams and clouds are broken.
The night is boundless and nowhere to be found.
I want to go around the small garden.
Tired of tourists at the end of the world, we went home in the mountains.
Away from home.
Swallow house is empty, where is beauty?
Swallows are locked in the building.
Ancient and modern dreams, have you ever dreamed,
But there are old lovers and new resentments.
At different times, the night view of the yellow house,
Sigh for Yu Hao.
Precautions:
1, Pengcheng: Xuzhou, Jiangsu today. Yanzilou: A small building built by Zhang Jianfeng, a senior minister of Xuzhou in Tang Dynasty (about Rizo, the son of Zhang Jianfeng) for his love of prostitutes.
2, such as: drums.
3, bright: the voice of Qingyue.
4, dream cloud: the goddess of night dreams is facing the cloud. Cloud, the rest. Song Yu's "Gao Tang Mi" was published, and the king of Chu dreamed of the goddess: the morning is a cloud, and the evening is rain. Rest: Wake up.
5, mind: desire.
6. Huanglou: The building at the East Gate of Xuzhou was built by Su Shi when he was in Xuzhou.
Translation:
The bright moon is as white as frost, so cool as water, and the night scene in autumn is quiet and infinite. In the winding canal, fish jump out of the water, and dew falls with the wind on the round lotus leaf, but in the dead of night, you can't see such a beautiful scenery. Drums in the middle of the night, the sound resounded through the night sky, and a leaf quietly fell to the ground, which shocked my dream. The night is boundless, and I can't see the scenery at dusk anymore. After waking up, I searched every corner of the small garden.
Wanderers who have been away from home for a long time are already exhausted, looking at their way home in the mountains and thinking about their hometown. Look, now that the Swallow House is empty and the beauty has gone, there is only Whispering Shuang Yan left in the painting hall in the building. Everything in ancient and modern times is empty, and how many people can wake up from their dreams, and some are just unbearable old joys and new grievances. Some people in the later generations, facing the night in the Huang family, will sigh deeply for me.
Appreciate:
This article was written in Xuzhou in the first year of Yuanfeng. In the first film, the night view of the small garden of Yanzilou was written. The moon is as bright as frost, the wind is as cool as water, and the night scene is beautiful. Fish jumped out of the water in the winding harbor, round lotus leaves and dew flowed crystal clear, and the world was lonely and no one saw it. Keep dreaming. On the third night, the drums were loud, the leaves fell, and the silence of the night was set off with sound, shaking out a word of surprise to describe what it was like to wake up from a dream. There are three sentences in the night, and the night scene begins in reverse order. There is nowhere to look at the night, and the dream is mixed with sadness and joy. After waking up, I walked around in the small garden and felt very disappointed. In the last film, I wrote about my feelings after a dream and incorporated my own life experience. I'm tired of traveling around the world. I want to find a mountain road to find my home, but I can't see my hometown with all my strength. A yearning for hometown and country. Throughout the ages, it has been like a dream. Who has ever woken up in a dream, only because of old love and new resentment. As a gift from past lives, his descendants will face the clear night view of the Huang family, just as I am disappointed with the Yanzi Building and give a deep sigh of personnel changes. From today on, I hope that future generations will mourn for themselves, realize life and lament the past and present.
Li Qingzhao is always happy.
Eternal happiness
Li Qingzhao
Sunset melts gold,
Twilight and clouds combine,
Where are people?
With willow smoke,
Playing the flute and complaining,
What do you know about spring?
Lantern Festival,
Combine the weather,
The second is that there is no wind and rain?
Call, car BMW,
Thanks to his drinking buddies and poems.
On the day of zhongzhou,
The boudoir is free,
Remember points three to five.
Spread a green crown,
Twisted golden snow willow,
Fight for Chu.
Now Haggard,
Wind and fog,
Afraid of going out at night.
Why don't you go under the curtain,
Listen to people laughing.
Appreciate:
This is a Lantern Festival poem written by Li Qingzhao in his later years, which is based on his personal feelings of spending the Lantern Festival alone in the south of the Yangtze River, and places deep thoughts on his motherland and the past and present. The last film begins with three questions. The first question is where are you? I know perfectly well past ask, but the premise of asking is that the sunset after midnight snack, when the Jade Rabbit rises, is the beautiful scenery after dusk. By comparison, we can know that the author has the sadness of wandering in a foreign land. The second question is to listen to the flute first and then ask yourself how much spring is left to enjoy, which reflects the bleak mood of the evening scene. The same is true of the third question, which also reflects the anxiety of turbulent life and unpredictable fate in his later years. Calling for a few words, like a festive figure, thanking the lovers of poetry and wine, the atmosphere has turned sharply, writing about their loneliness is disheartening, and you can feel the author's almost hopeless mood. Loneliness is the easiest way to recall the past. In the heyday of Zhongzhou, I wrote six sentences. In previous years, Beijing was extremely lively and cheerful. Now, the following turns to the present, gaunt and lonely, in sharp contrast with the past. The last two sentences seem indifferent and self-sustaining, but in fact they are full of bitterness, which is the total outbreak of bitterness. The whole poem focuses on Yuanxiao, and its conception is from today to today. Comparing the past with the present, we can write happiness and sadness, and compare with others, which will benefit and increase sadness. No wonder Liu Chenweng recited this poem with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't help it (Volume II of Xu Xi's Ci).
Autumn frost's poems
1, silver candle cold painting screen, light Luo small fan flapping fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega. Du Mu's Autumn Night
2. The empty mountain after the rain stands in the autumn evening. 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. Wang Wei's Autumn Night in the Deep Mountains
3. Guibo was born in autumn, and Luo was thin and naked. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep. Wang Wei's Autumn Nocturne
In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. Du Fu's Ascending the Mountain
In the picturesque Jiangcheng, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the sky is clear. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building by Li Bai
6. The mountain is cold and blue now, and autumn water has flowed for a day. At the door of my thatched cottage, leaning on my cane, I listened to the cicadas singing in the evening breeze. Sunset set at the ferry, and midnight snack smoke floated out of the house. Oh, when will I make a wish to the great hermit again and sing a wild poem under five willows? . Wang Wei's A Letter to Pei Di from My Cabin in Wangchuan.
7. Wan Li is incredibly beautiful. Who is stationed outside Gansu for a long time? Where is the new parting before the court? After falling out of favor, Ji returned to the hospital that night, but when the veteran went upstairs. According to how many people are heartbroken, Jade Rabbit and Silver Toad are far from knowing. Bai Juyi's Mid-Autumn Moon
8. When my boat was sailing in the fog, the sun faded and old memories began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande"
9, in a hurry! Come on, come on! A cigarette, a mountain, several clouds, a piece of water, a bridge, a muffled sound, a piece of pine, a clump of bamboo, a piece of red leaves: colorful fields, colorful autumn scenery, as clear as a dream, vague, obscure and inspiring! Is it a wheel or time? Urging old Qiu, urging old age! Xu Zhimo's Shanghai-Hangzhou Automobile
10, the clouds are light and the sky is high. What a late autumn weather! There is a flock of pigeons playing in the air. Look at them, in twos and threes, circling back and forth, as if they meant something, suddenly turning over and reflecting the sunshine, white lining the sky, beautiful! Hu Shi's pigeon