1. Poems describing Yueyang Tower
1. Yueyang Tower 1. "Climbing Yueyang Tower" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu In the past, I heard about the water in Dongting, now I go up to Yueyang Tower.
Southeast of Wu and Chu, the universe floats day and night. There are no relatives or friends, and there are no old and sick people.
The soldiers and horses pass through the north of the mountain, and Pingxuan Tisi flows. Explanation: I have heard about the famous Dongting Lake for a long time, and today I am lucky enough to climb the Yueyang Tower by the lake.
The vastness of the lake seems to separate Wu and Chu from the southeast, and the sky and the earth seem to be rippling and floating on the lake day and night. Wandering in the rivers and lakes, relatives and friends never say a word about old friends, and the old and weak live in this lonely boat.
The flames of war in the north of Guanshan have not ceased. Looking out of the window, we exchanged tears with our homeland in our hearts. 2. "Climbing the Yueyang Tower·Part 1" Song Dynasty: Chen Yuyi. Dongting is east of the river and west of the river. The curtains cannot move and the sun sets late.
Climb to the land that divides Wu and Shu, and move to the lake and mountains at dusk. Traveling thousands of miles is still a far-off journey, and more than three years of hardship is even more dangerous.
In the ancient wind and frost, old Mucangbo is infinitely sad. Interpretation: The towering Yueyang Tower stands east of Dongting Lake and west of the Yangtze River. At dusk, there is no evening breeze, and the signboard on the pavilion remains motionless.
Climb to the boundary between Wu and Shu (Jingzhou) and wander around the lakes and mountains at dusk. After traveling thousands of miles, how do you feel when you climb high and look far away today? I traveled for three years to avoid the war.
When I climbed up the stairs to pay homage to the ancients, my temples were already frosty. Looking at the ancient trees in the distant mountains, there was infinite sadness hidden in the green sky. 3. "Climbing Yueyang Tower·Part 2" Song Dynasty: Chen Yuyi The sky is clear and there is no wind in the flat lake, and the evening sails and wild geese are floating in the sky.
The guests at the top of the building are in the autumn, and the sunset is in the vitality of Junshan. Looking north is worth looking back at, and traveling south is worth looking at red maples.
Hanlin was looking for a few poems, and the poems had not yet been completed in Baling. Interpretation: The flat lake reflects the shadow of the sky. The sky is clear and calm, and the wild geese are flying in the sky.
Many people in Yueyang Tower are watching the autumn scenery and watching the sunset on Junshan Mountain. To the north you can see the white heads and to the south you can see the red maples.
I enjoyed the scenery along the way, but when I arrived in Baling, I had not written any poems. 4. "Climbing the Yueyang Tower with Xia Twelve" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai The view from the tower to Yueyang is over, and the Sichuan River is separated from the Dongting Palace.
The geese lead away the sorrowful heart, and the mountains carry the beautiful moon. Staying in the clouds, receiving cups in the sky.
After being drunk, the cool breeze blows and makes people dance on their sleeves. Interpretation: Climb up the Yueyang Tower and enjoy the surrounding scenery. The vast river leads to the open Dongting.
Seeing the wild geese flying south aroused my sorrow, and the mountains in the distance were holding a beautiful moon. Set up a banquet upstairs high enough to reach the clouds, and serve a cup of wine in the sky.
After being drunk, a cool breeze came up, making our sleeves dance with the wind, and we followed it back. 5. "Yueyang Tower" Tang Dynasty: Yuan Zhen The sun is holding the window in Yueyang Tower, and the shadow is reflected on the red jade building in the deep pool.
Looking forward to the end of the spring, the water of Man Ling Lake flows into the Xijiang River. Interpretation: The red sun shines slantly on the windows of Yueyang Tower, and the reflection in the water is like a red jade building. I look lonely and lost in the dying spring, as if I have a thousand emotions that are difficult to express, as the lake water overflows from the window and flows to the endless Yangtze River.
6. "Inscription on Yueyang Tower" Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi There is a lot of water under Yueyang City, and I can climb up to the dangerous tower alone by the winding. When the spring bank is green, it is close to Mengze, and when the evening waves are red, it is close to Chang'an.
How hard is it for an ape to climb a tree and cry, nor is it difficult for a wild goose to fly across a lake. This place is worthy of painting, and the palace is magnificent and the nobles can see it.
Interpretation: The river under Yueyang City is vast and boundless; you can stand alone on a tall building and lean on the railing to look out. In spring, the green of the grass and trees blends with the color of the Dongting Lake in the distance, and the colorful clouds in the evening complement the red waves in the lake. Nearby, the red waves seem to be Chang'an, the capital of the country.
The old ape on the mountain on the shore was standing on the tree crying miserably. It was still difficult for the geese in the sky to fly across the vast lake. The scenery of this place is so majestic and beautiful that it can only be painted into a picture barrier and hung in the halls of wealthy people for them to enjoy.
7. Climbing Yueyang Tower, Song Dynasty: Xiao Dezao If you don’t leave the vastness, it will be a wandering tour. Three great strangers, one night in the cave.
From where the egret flies, you can see the end of the mountain and the sky.
Still not satisfied with the wonder, we went up to Yueyang Tower.
Definition: I cannot spread my wings and fly into the vast space, but wander around Hunan and Guizhou against my will. I have been a guest in the remote Yelangdi for the past three years. This autumn I was lucky enough to take a small boat ride on Dongting Lake.
The flying egret inspired the poem, and I saw the green mountains looming at the end of the sky. But I still felt that I could not fully enjoy the amazing scenery, so I left the boat and climbed to the Yueyang Tower.
2. Dongting Lake: 8. "Five Poems on a Tour of Dongting Lake Part 2" Tang Dynasty: Li Bai The autumn water of South Lake is smokeless at night, and one can ride the current straight up to the sky. Let's borrow the moonlight in Dongting and buy wine on the boat beside the white clouds.
Interpretation: The water surface of Nanhu Lake is clear and smokeless at night in autumn. (I can’t help but have the thought of "going to heaven" to be independent from the world and become an immortal). How can I ride the current to go to heaven? Let's borrow some moonlight from Dongting Lake and enjoy the moonlight and drink happily. 9. "Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang / Looking at Dongting Lake and presenting it to Prime Minister Zhang" Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran The lake is horizontal in August, and the culvert is empty and clear.
The clouds are steaming over Mengze, and the waves are shaking Yueyang City. If you want to help without a boat, you will live in the shameful sage.
Sitting back and watching the fishermen only envy the fish. Interpretation: In August, the water in Dongting Lake surges to almost level with the shore, and the water and sky are blurred and difficult to distinguish.
The water vapor in Yunmeng Daze is steaming white, and the rough waves seem to shake Yueyang City. I want to cross the lake but I can't find a boat. I live in leisure in the Ming Dynasty and feel ashamed to be in front of the Ming Dynasty.
Sitting back and watching the fishermen look so leisurely and at ease, it is a pity that they can only feel envious of the fish. 10. "Dongting Lake Blocks the Wind and Presents it to Zhang Shiyi, When He Moved from Yangshan to Jiangling" Tang Dynasty: Han Yu In October, the yin energy is strong, and the north wind never stops.
On the vast shore of Dongting, I have two boats with Ziwei. The fog and rain are turbulent, and the waves are angry at each other.
If the dogs and chickens are cut off, who can make plans if the food is gone? It's difficult to move away from each other, as dangerous as a mountain.
Talking is enough, but dreams are endless. Men and women are noisy, crying but chirping when hungry.
If you don’t care about the north and return to Xingxing, what is the use of overcoming sorrow? There is a day outside the clouds, and the cold light is lingering.
I have no need to ask for temporary relief. Interpretation: In October, the cold front was very strong, and the north wind blew continuously.
On the shore of this vast Dongting Lake, you and I are tied to our boats respectively. At this time, the fog and rain were falling in darkness, and the waves on the lake were furiously beating against each other.
The chickens and dogs around the boat can hardly bark, and the food on the boat for you and me is absolutely nowhere to be found. Even if I try to move, I can't succeed. It's like being blocked by a hill.
Although talking now can dispel the feeling of hunger, dreams in life are unfounded. The men and women on the left and right were making noises, and some were even crying and tweeting because of hunger.
How could I have stayed here and endured the sorrow without the attraction of returning to the north? But looking at the day outside the clouds in the sky, the cold light shot out is leisurely.
If it can stop raining and see sunny days at this moment, this is my supreme prayer. 11. "Inscribed on Junshan" Tang Dynasty: Fang Qian once met Magu outside Fang and heard that Junshan has never existed since ancient times.
Yuan is a stone on the top of Kunlun Mountain, blown down by the sea breeze into Dongting Lake. Definition: I once saw Magu outside the world and heard about Junshan. 2. An essay about the beautiful scenery of Tongjiang Chijiang
My hometown is not as prosperous as Hong Kong, nor as rich as the Xisha Islands. But my hometown has a unique beauty. The mountains and forests there show the charm of the original ecology, the caves there contain a variety of scenery, and the people there inherit the simple and hard-working Red Army spirit...
Tongjiang is connected by mountains. , the mountains there are beautiful, colorful in spring, vigorous in summer, gorgeous in autumn, and quiet in winter. It is really wonderful, especially after the rain in this season: the creek plays the violin, sings cheerful songs, and rushes. Towards the river; the frogs basked in the sun while singing in a low voice; the restless cicadas also kept singing "Cicada, cicada"; everything in the mountains and forests made various wonderful sounds, composed A summery, cheerful song.
"There is a unique cave" and "the best cave in the world" are all describing our Tongjiang River, which is known as the hometown of karst caves.
The magical Nuoshuihe Scenic Area contains 128 underground caves of different sizes and shapes, including Zhongfeng Cave, Lion Cave, Fairy Cave, Longhu Cave, and Loufang Cave. These colorful and diverse caves are like natural underground palaces, which make people linger and forget to leave. Especially rafting in the caves is an indispensable tour item for tourists. This is also the most impressive thing in my childhood fun: Starting from the swaying water surface, to the bumpy landslides, to the rapids that turned out of the water curtain, I experienced the excitement and joy of rafting.
The mountains and water along the Tongjiang River are beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful. Tongjiang is fertile soil for red and the hometown of the Red Army. The Fourth Front Army of the Red Army established its general headquarters there, and there is also the largest cemetery of Red Army martyrs in the country across the river. The people of Tongjiang inherit and carry forward the Red Army spirit of enthusiasm, hard work, unity and friendship. People there often come and go in the wind and rain in order to compete for farm work, but they don't complain at all, but they are still happy; the folks there steam a few steamed buns and send them to the East and West, and they always feel that it is delicious if everyone eats them together.
This is my hometown, intoxicating, right? 3. Poems about mountains and water (4 each) help
Inscribed on the wall of the Western Forest by Su Shi, it looks like a ridge on the side and a peak on the side, with different heights near and far.
I don’t know the true nature of Lushan Mountain, just because I am in this mountain. [Tang Dynasty] Du Mu Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers. Birdsong Stream Wang Wei People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty.
When the moon comes out, birds startle the mountains, and they sing in the spring stream. Bai Juyi Baiyun Spring Baiyun Spring on Tianping Mountain, the clouds are careless and the water is free.
Why rush down the mountain and add more waves to the world. Zhongnan looks at the remaining snow. Zu Yong: Zhongnan has beautiful yin ridges, and snow is floating in the clouds.
The forest is showing its bright colors, and the city is getting colder at dusk. Looking at the Dongting Liu Yuxi The lake and the moon are harmonious, and there is no windshield on the lake surface that has not been polished.
Looking at the Dongting landscape, there is a green snail in the silver plate. Looking at the Lushan Waterfall at the mouth of the lake, the red spring falls thousands of feet away, and the atmosphere is half purple.
The rushing water flows down the trees and spills out into the sky. The sun shines like a rainbow, the sky is clear and the wind and rain smell.
There are many beautiful colors in Lingshan, and the water in the sky is dense. Drinking on the lake, it starts to clear and then rains. Su Shi The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are also strange when they are empty and covered with rain.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. 4. The faster you write poems about mountains, the better
When Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Wangchuan, he created a number of exquisite landscape poems.
He compiled the "Wangchuan Collection" by himself, which contains twenty five-character quatrains each of which he and his friend Pei Di sang in harmony with each other. The content mainly describes the scenery near Wangchuan Villa and expresses the life of seclusion. Interesting. Let’s take a look at “Xinyiwu” among them: hibiscus flowers at the end of the wood, red calyx in the mountains.
There is no one in the stream, opening and closing one after another. In the silent mountain stream, the Xinyi flowers bloom and fall by themselves, growing and dying by themselves. They are not fake, have nothing to do with the world, and no one knows about them.
This is a world far away from the hustle and bustle of the world, and it is also the unique artistic conception of the poet Wang Wei that integrates subjectivity and objectivity. It is simply a symbolic realm of the Buddhist concept of emptiness and annihilation. Therefore, Hu Yinglin, a literary critic in the Ming Dynasty, said that this poem is a work that "enters Zen". "When reading it, I forget my life experience and all my thoughts are silent.
" (Volume 6 of "Shisou") Wang Wei The artistic conception created here is born outside the image. It is a combination of poetry and Zen. It has great suggestiveness and strong artistic appeal. This kind of artistic achievement can only be attributed to his study of Buddhism and the influence of Buddhist thinking.
Wang Wei was called the "Poetry Buddha" by later generations. He believed in Buddhism at an early age.
My mother, Ms. Cui, has been practicing Zen for more than thirty years. Wang Wei and his younger brother Wang Jin "both worshiped the Buddha and lived on a vegetarian diet, which is not as good as meat and blood" ("Old Book of Tang·Biography of Wang Wei").
When Wang Wei was 31 years old, his wife died and he no longer married. He lived alone in a room, isolated from the world, and "had no descendants" ("Referring to Brother Biao"). He also wrote many poems and essays about Buddhism and had high attainments in Buddhism.
Among the Buddhist schools of the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei believed in Zen, and mainly believed in Southern Zen. Nanzong Zen is the product of the combination of Buddhist thought and China's native Confucianism and Taoism. Its philosophy of life of letting one's fate prevail provides the latest and most complete way of life for Chinese scholar-bureaucrats and intellectuals.
Some of the practice methods of Southern Zen are similar to poetry creation with Chinese characteristics. Yan Yu, a literary critic in the Song Dynasty, said: "In general, the path of Zen only lies in wonderful enlightenment, and the path of poetry also lies in wonderful enlightenment" ("Canglang Poetry Talk").
Wonderful enlightenment is the insight into Zen and can also be expressed as the sensitivity to art. Both poetry and Zen require keen inner experience, both emphasize revelation and metaphor, and both pursue implication.
Nanzong Zen talks about "sudden enlightenment" and often uses visual expressions to teach the Dharma, with particular emphasis on the role of intuition, suggestion, induction, and association in understanding. Wang Wei has gained experience in Zen practice, so he naturally has a deep understanding of this method of grasping the world.
He integrated his understanding of Buddhism into his outlook on life, turned religious emotions into poetic thoughts, and created a poetic artistic conception of "emptiness", "silence" and "idleness". Zen Buddhism advocates the style of scenic mountains and forests, and it also guided and inspired Wang Wei to consciously get close to mountains and rivers and explore their aesthetic value.
Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem "Zhuli Pavilion": Sitting alone in the secluded bamboo, playing the piano and whistling loudly. People deep in the forest don't know that the bright moon comes to shine.
The poet sat alone in the deep bamboo forest, playing the piano and screaming. No one knew his existence, only the bright moon came to accompany him. Nature understands his inner loneliness best, and the clear brilliance of the bright moon brings him a kind of quiet happiness.
Things and I are one and things and I are forgotten, Zen and poetry are in harmony. The same is true in "Deer Chai": No one can be seen in the empty mountain, but people's voices can be heard.
Returning to the deep forest, the light shines on the moss again. There is no one in the empty mountain, only intermittent human voices can be heard floating in the deep forest, and a ray of sunset shines on the moss deep in the dense forest, making it so trance-like and desolate.
This is exactly the kind of empty and lonely realm far away from the hustle and bustle that Wang Wei pursues. Although it is lonely, it is also enriching. Wang Yuyang of the Qing Dynasty said that "every word of Wang Wei's small poems is Zen" and "the wonderful truth is spoken in a subtle way, which is no different from the World Honored One holding a flower or Kasyapa smiling" ("Silkworm Continuation").
In other words, Wang Wei's landscape poems have Zen interest, Zen joy, and Zen flavor. They are full of words and endless meaning, conveying the meaning of Zen. Naturally, it fully expresses the poet's unique taste for the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
Wang Wei does not necessarily only go to deserted places to seek Zen. He also looks at the vast world and the lively farm life: the clear fields and open fields, as far as the eye can see are unsullied. . Guomen faces the ferry, and the village trees connect to the mouth of the stream.
Beyond the white water fields, behind the green peaks coming out of the mountains. There is no idle person in the farming month, and the whole family is busy in the south.
——"New Sunny Ambition" A spring rain washes away the dirt and makes the scene completely new. Farming is busy, and people and scenery are bathed in the fresh air.
The two sentences "White Water" combine the close-up and distant views into a hierarchical picture. The water is bright, the peaks are green, and the contrast between light and color is very harmonious. On the surface, we cannot see the Zen meaning of this poem.
In fact, the spring rain is more like the holy water pouring from the Buddhist purification bottle, washing everything until it is clear and ethereal. It's just that Wanwu combines the Zen realm and the poetic realm so wonderfully that he doesn't let Zen principles overwhelm the poetic taste.
Of course, what we pay attention to is the kind of praise of farm life, and what we appreciate is the aura of the beauty of the landscape, without necessarily seeking its Zen philosophy. Wang Wei was a versatile cultural giant who was good at poetry, music, painting, and calligraphy.
Su Dongpo, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, said: "When you taste the poems of Mojie (Wang Wei), there are paintings in the poems; when you look at the paintings of Mojie, there are poems in the paintings." ("Shu Mojie Pictures of Misty Rain in Lantian") His words are insightful and to the point.
Wang Wei was an accomplished landscape painter in the Tang Dynasty. He used Xiaoshu and light ink brushwork to paint, created ink landscape painting, and became his own brand. He is called the founder of the Southern School of landscape painting by later generations.
His paintings emphasize freehand brushwork, pursue spiritual resemblance, and express subjective emotions. Therefore, "there are many paintings regardless of the four seasons. For example, when painting flowers, peach, apricot, hibiscus, and lotus flowers are often used to paint the same scene." Seek it." (Zhang Yanyuan quoted in Shen Kuo's "Meng Xi Bi Dan") Therefore, Wang Wei is also known as the ancestor of Chinese literati's freehand painting.
If paintings can achieve spiritual resemblance, they will also have the charm and interest of poetry, that is, there is poetry in the paintings. If you use this kind of painting idea to gaze at the natural landscape, chant it, and create a scene into a poem, you will inevitably have the charm of painting in the poem.
Wang Wei’s profound artistic qualities in painting, music, and calligraphy enabled him to feel and capture the wonderful scenery and beauty of nature more accurately and meticulously than ordinary poets when creating poetry. The magical sounds and ever-changing nature are brought to life through writing. He is also better at using words and colors, and pays attention to the harmony of the tone of poetry.
There is the artistic conception of painting in the poem, the flow of music in the poem, and the changes in calligraphy in the poem. In this way, his unique poetic artistic style of "paintings in poems" and "hundreds of warblers and palace merchants playing in succession" was formed.
When appreciating his landscape poems, we should firmly grasp this feature. Wang Wei is good at expressing in general terms. 5. Poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter
"Spring is not a day for reading. The summer is hot and it is a good time to sleep. There are mosquitoes in autumn and winter is cold. Put away the book box to celebrate the New Year."
------------------- Spring Dawn Meng Haoran slept in the spring without realizing the dawn, and heard the singing of birds everywhere. How many flowers have fallen to the sound of wind and rain at night? Ode to the Willow by He Zhizhang The jasper tree is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Han Yu: In early spring, outside Zhang Shiba, a member of the Ministry of Water Resources. The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away, but there is no grass up close.
The most advantageous thing about spring is the decisive victory over the entire imperial capital. In late spring, the grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of reds and purples compete with each other.
The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. "Yan Ge Xing" by Cao Pi of the Wei Dynasty of the Three Kingdoms The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, the grass and trees are shaking and the dew turns to frost. Two quatrains (Part 1) Late in the day, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. "Nine Debates" by Chu and Song Yu during the Warring States Period. How sad that autumn is full of energy! The grass and trees are swaying and decaying, and the chestnut trees are as if they are traveling far away. When climbing mountains and facing the water, they are sending you home. Spring Snow. There is no youth in the new year. I was surprised to see grass buds in early February.
The white snow does not like the warmth of spring, so there are flying flowers next to the trees in the garden. "Autumn Wind Ci" by Liu Che of the Han Dynasty The autumn wind rises and white clouds fly, and the grass and trees fall yellow. The wild geese return to the south of the Tang Dynasty. Wang Bo Tang·Wang Bo's "Farewell Preface to the Knee King's Pavilion in Hong Mansion in Autumn" The setting clouds and the solitary birds fly together, the autumn water *** The sky remains the same color and the wind spreads thousands of miles to send the autumn geese. In this regard, we can read Gaolou Tang Li Bai's "Xuanzhou Xie?" "Farewell to the Secretary Shu Yun on the Floor I" Quatrains Liu Zongyuan Birds in thousands of mountains have disappeared, and all traces of people have disappeared.
A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river. "The mountain light suddenly sets in the west, and the moon in the pool gradually rises in the east.
The sun spreads out to enjoy the evening coolness, and the pavilion is opened to lie down and relax. The scenery of sunset, moonlight, and enjoying the coolness in the summer evening is written by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty. "Summer South Pavilion Huai Xin" "The bitter nights in midsummer are short, open the pavilion to enjoy the coolness: the window
"Summer Night Sigh" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, the day is long and no one passes by the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies fly. Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty. "Four Seasons of Pastoral Joy" The lingering clouds collect the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn mist: Mist. Tang Dynasty Cen Shen's "Shui Pavilion Sends the Prince of Huayin to Return to the County" The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as mats, blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace one after another: It is said to be the place where the Yellow Emperor captured Chiyou.
Li Bai's "North Wind Journey" of the Tang Dynasty