What is emotional, apricot blossoms in February;
I was urged that the light was on at midnight.
At that time, I was in college, and I felt great. I was leisurely and elegant. Thank you, sir. However, when I read a piece of information about the imperial examination, I realized that the author was not emotional for apricot flowers and osmanthus flowers at all, but for the imperial examination in August (called Qiu Wei in ancient times) and in February (called Chunwei in ancient times). It turned out to be so utilitarian ~, and I felt dull for a while.
Literati often have a sensitive heart. In nature, spring comes and autumn goes, and birds and flowers will touch him. Wen Xin Diao Long says: When you look for something, your heart will tremble. Seriously! Without this sensitive heart, you can only ask "what's wrong with you" when the wind wrinkles a pool of spring water.
Let's first look at Mr. He Ji Shao (1799- 1873):
Wheat fights in sunny fields, lotus fragrance warms geese and sleeps in spring.
This should be what you see when you walk in the fields in late spring-wheat seedlings are green and pheasants contend; The lotus pond is warm, and the geese sleep peacefully. The upper part is full of vitality, while the lower part is harmonious and peaceful. The poet enjoys quietly outside, and his heart vibrates with the vitality of nature. what do you think? I don't know. I hope the years will be long and quiet.
Mr. Yang Du (1875- 1932) once wrote two lines in Du Fu's poems, which are also beautiful:
It was drizzling, and the fish jumped out of the water happily; The breeze is blowing gently, and the swallows slant across the sky.
Regarding these two sentences, Mr. Wang Guowei has a comment in "Thorns on Earth":
Realms are big and small, and the pros and cons are not divided by what is right. "Fish comes out in the drizzle, and Yan is inclined in the breeze." Why not "the flag of sunshine falls and the wind rustles in A?vagho?a"? "The curtain hangs a small silver hook", so it is not "the fog is lost, and the moon is lost".
Although drizzle and fish have no effect on Du Fu, Du Fu just can't control himself and will be tempted by it. If someone has to analyze the political significance from it, it is inevitable to talk nonsense.
Mr. Xu Beihong (1895- 1953) also wrote a similar pair:
White clouds are still scattered, and birds are still flying.
Clouds are free, so are birds. Is the author's heart free with it? If only people could fly freely! Reality is often helpless, and spiritual freedom is always struggling. This is the sorrow that all mankind must know. Let's watch the white clouds disperse and the birds fly together. This is an imaginary liberation.
Qi Juanzao, the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty (1793- 1866) wrote:
Red apricots peck birds in the forest, and peaches are all over the trees.
In the suburbs in the early morning, apricot blossoms are in full bloom, birds are singing and playing, peaches are full of branches and dew is shining. In this situation, ordinary people can't help but be tempted, let alone literati?
The following are a couple of modern celebrities Yu Youren (1879- 1964):
The wind brought me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and now the coolness of the moon and night comes through the pine trees.
This couplet is sung gently, as if it can really feel fragrance and coolness. Presumably, this scene deeply touched the poet from the beginning, and the poet passed it on to us with the help of a wonderful hand. There is a couplet in a dream of red mansions: the tea in Baoding is still green, and the chess in the secluded window is still cold. Artistic conception is also very good. It's just that there are more fireworks and less natural fun.
Next, there are two sentences in the Zen poem of the Song Dynasty monk Shi Zhengjue (the year of birth and death is unknown):
The wind will return the fallen flowers, and Tonamiyama is more secluded.
Flowers always fall, why not absorb the essence of heaven and earth and show the beauty of life; The universe will eventually be silent, but why not let the birds sing the praises of life with crisp songs!
? Let's look at Mr. Wang Wenzhi (1730- 1802), a flower picker:
The fragrance of flowers makes people know that it is suddenly warm, and the sound of magpies wearing trees makes people happy.
This couplet is from Lu You (1125-1210)' s Seven Rhymes "Spring is Suddenly Released". There is a passage in Zhu Ziqing's masterpiece Spring, which can be regarded as the best appreciation of this couplet:
The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water.
In the Northern and Southern Dynasties, Xie Lingyun (385-433) wrote a sentence in Climbing the Pond and Going Upstairs: Spring grass grows in the pond and willows turn into songbirds. This connection can also be called the same result. ?
Next, look at Lu Runxiang (1841-1915):
At night, the moon is bright, the stars are shining, and birds are singing at the corner of Liu Yin Road.
It's easy to understand here. Wear Liu Yin, listen to birds, enjoy summer and enjoy comfort. What about Shanglian? -Come late and be free, stroll to the shore of the island, look up and stare, the moon stars are rare. What can you think of? Yes-who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year? Or-when I see the stars crossing the river, I don't know how many days are left behind?
The German philosopher Kant has such a famous saying, which has something in common with this:
There are two things in the world that are most shocking: one is the lofty moral law in people's hearts; One is the bright starry sky overhead.
Qi Juanzao, the prime minister of the Qing Dynasty, also wrote such a pair:
Clouds spray stones and peanuts on the sword wall, and the rain knocks on the pine nuts and falls on the piano bed.
The first couplet is grotesque, and the cloud invades the cliff. This is an ordinary scenery in the mountains. The poet has to indulge in this beautiful sentence, and the language is not surprisingly endless.
The second couplet is light, and the pine nuts fall off the piano bed. Boredom is unnecessary, and the poet's heart must be thumped to make eternal absoluteness.
Look at this bottom allied, can't help but remind people of two sentences in Wang Wei's Sitting Alone on an Autumn Night:
Wild fruits in the mountains fall in the autumn rain, and insects on the grass whisper to the lights.
Next, look at Mr. He Shaojing, who is Ji Shao's own brother:
This is the best night when the wind is clear and the moon is white. Liu Yanmei is writing a poem.
The Chinese character is "the wind is high and the moon is white", but it has been changed to "the wind is clear and the moon is white". Because "the wind is high" often reminds people of "the moon is dark and the wind is high" or something.
The best night is when the wind is clear and the moon is white. Isn't this the same feeling as Mr. Dongpo?
However, the river wind and the bright moon in the mountains are beautiful and endless when they meet, which is the endless hiding place of the creator and the suitable place for me and my son.
Liu Yanmei asked slightly poetically-obviously, she wanted to say something and blame others for their willows and plum blossoms.
The following is a collection of words by Wang Duo (1592- 1652), a calligrapher in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. This sentence comes from two poems written by Qian Qi (722-780) in the Tang Dynasty:
Poetry is in the bamboo, and the heart of Tao is born.
Bamboo forests and pine trees are both good places for literati. You can cultivate your self-cultivation, please yourself, and be enlightened and thoughtful.
This is Mr. Qi Juanzao:
When the contract is quiet, you can understand the context by watching the running water.
Zheng Lan is very quiet. I think quietly. I never get tired of looking at each other. When I want to argue, I have forgotten what to say.
How can a poet understand literary feelings when he looks at running water? -Water is lively, moist, clear and intangible, or like an arrow in the string, fierce wave gallops, or whirls with the mountain, leisurely and carefree. The article should be like this.
Finally, look at Wang Fuchang (Yin An), a master of modern epigraphy (1879- 1960):
Everything is only Pengze wine, and one branch breaks Yuxi Spring first.
Really see through the world of mortals? Do you really think life is meaningless? Stop pretending, okay? Didn't your eyebrows spread out when the first flower in front of the stream bloomed?