Beautiful music makes Feng, the river god, dance and dance, which is unbearable for travelers who travel far away.
Deep and sad melody, even hard stones are moved by sadness; The sonorous, high-pitched musical tone is so penetrating that it has been flying to lofty places.
Cangwu complains, and Angelica dahurica is fragrant.
Music flows along the water to Xiangjiang River, and then into the lake, flying over the vast Dongting Lake.
The music is quiet, but there is no drums of the water god. The river disappears, revealing several peaks, which are green and charming. Music, love, sadness, longing, emotional translation with scenery and annotation translation
It is often said that the god of water is good at playing clouds and playing musical instruments.
Beautiful music makes Feng Yi, the river god, dance, but travelers from afar can't bear to listen.
Deep and sad melody, even hard stones are moved and sad; Clear and high-pitched music, with such strong penetrating power, has been flying to the lofty and boundless place.
When such wonderful music reached the wilderness of Cangwu, even the spirit of Shun Di, who was resting on Jiuyi Mountain, was moved by it, giving birth to complaints and longings; And Angelica dahurica, which grows in Cangwu area, also spits out more fragrance under the inspiration of music.
The music spread along the running water to Xiangjiang River, turned into a hate platform and flew over the vast Dongting Lake.
At the end of the song, people dispersed and were silent, but there was no goddess Xiang Shui. The smoke on the river dissipates, revealing several peaks, which are beautiful and charming.
The appreciation of this poem has been circulated for a period of time, which has established Qian Qi's immortal reputation in the field of poetry.
This poem, named Xiang Gu Ling Se, is taken from the poem "Make Xiang Gu Ling Se Xi and Hai Ruo Dance Feng Yi" in Chu Ci Yuan You, which contains a beautiful legend-Shun Di was buried in Cangwu Mountain after her death, and her concubine threw herself into Xiang Shui because of grief and became the goddess of Xiang Shui; She often plays the piano by the river and expresses her grief with the harp.
According to the requirement that the trial poem should stick to the theme and not be detached, the poet summarized the theme in the first two sentences, pointed out the legend that the goddess of Xiang water was good at drumming instruments, and secretly used the meaning of "Nine Songs of Mrs. Xiang" and "Going to the North of Zhu" to describe the goddess going to the shore of Xiang water. She was full of sadness, stroking clouds and musical instruments, and playing weeping music. The touching sound of the harp first attracted Feng Yi, the water god, who danced wildly in front of Xiangling. But the word "empty" shows that Feng Yi doesn't understand Xiangling's sadness. And those "Chu Ke" who were relegated to Xiangshui enjoyed Xiangling's sad heart hidden in music, and they couldn't help but feel sad.
Next, the poet deliberately plays up the appeal of the sound. "Bitter sounds grieve the stone, and the sound is sweet. Cangwu complains, and Angelica dahurica is fragrant. " The sound of the harp is sad and bitter, which can make hard stones sad; The sound of the harp is loud and sonorous, and it can reach the high sky. The sound of the harp spread to the wild of Cangwu, and touched the spirit of Shun Di who was sent up the mountain. He made the angelica dahurica on the mountain spit out its fragrance, which was in harmony with the sound of the harp, filled a vast space, made the world miserable and made the plants emotional.
In the middle of these four sentences, the poet spread his wings of imagination and let his thoughts soar back and forth on the banks of Hunan water, the wild fields of Cangwu and Dongting Lake, writing a magical and illusory world.
"Water flows to Pu, and I hate Taiwan for crossing Dongting". What these two words say is that the music played by Xiang Ling interweaves with the fragrance incited by Shun Di at the source of Xiang Shui, forming a strong hate platform, which blows all over Dongting Lake for 800 miles along the flowing water.
At this point, the music entered the most * * *, and the feelings reached a fever. With the poet's rich imagination, Xiangling's sadness is expressed and expressed heartily. However, the most brilliant part of the whole poem is not here. What makes the whole poem shine at the moment is the ending two sentences: "At the end of the song, people are scattered, and there are several peaks on the river." Qian Zhengzhuan, an old Tang book, said that these ten words came from Ghost Ballad, but in fact it was nothing more than saying that these two poems were the crystallization of Qian Qi's painstaking efforts. The beauty of this couplet lies in:
First, a sudden turn, unexpected. After describing the expressive force of music incisively and vividly, in * * *, the music came to an abrupt end, which was purely accidental. It is another accident that the poetic realm suddenly pulls back to the real world from the illusory world. The second is to echo from beginning to end, and the ending is round. The whole poem begins with the appearance of the goddess of Xiang water and ends with the disappearance of the goddess of Xiang water, forming an organic whole.
Creation background: This poem was written when I took the Jinshi exam in the tenth year of Emperor Xuanzong's reign (75 1). The provincial poetry has its own specific format, which requires five-character rhyme and twelve sentences with six rhymes, and defines the title and rhyme of the poem. Due to the limitation of title and content, and the strict requirement of rhyme, it is rare for such excellent poems to spread to the public. Qian Qi's song "Try the Soul Drum of Huxiang" is a masterpiece that has been praised throughout the ages. Qian Qi (722? -780), the word Wen Zhong, Han nationality, (now Huzhou, Zhejiang Province), was a poet in the Tang Dynasty. In his early years, he went to Lodi several times. Tang Tianbao was a scholar for ten years (75 1) and was the uncle of Huai Su, a great calligrapher, and a monk. At first, he was the secretary of the provincial school book lang, the commander of Lantian county, and later served as the foreign minister of Si Xun, the doctor of Kao Gong and the bachelor of Hanlin. He used to be a doctor, so he was called "Qian Kao Gong". He was a bachelor of Hanlin in Daizong. He is one of the ten gifted scholars in Dali and an outstanding one. Known as "the crown of ten talented people in Dali". Also like Lang Shiyuan, he is called "Qian Lang". At that time, it was called "Song Shen before, and Fulang after." Qian Qi
An old play on Shahetang. When Lu Lang was young. The flute played in the middle of the month. Fly with clouds and geese. Surprise things change, sigh stars move. Look at each other. Heartbroken Wuyuan grass is sad. The man leaning against the building hasn't come back yet. -Song Wu Wenying "Drunk Taoyuan, Give Lu Xiao" Drunk Taoyuan, Give Lu Xiao.
An old play on Shahetang. When Lu Lang was young. The flute played in the middle of the month. Fly with clouds and geese.
Surprise things change, sigh stars move. Look at each other. Heartbroken Wuyuan grass is sad. The man leaning against the building hasn't come back yet. Ouyang Wenzhong asked Yu: "What is the best piano piece?"? It is best to listen to Qin Shi's poems during the retreat. Gong Yue: This poem is the most beautiful, but not listening to the piano, but listening to the pipa. I have a deep understanding of this. Play the sword and pipa well, and ask for lyrics. If I don't do it for a long time, I will take the word back, take a little concealment, keep myself in rhythm and leave the clouds behind. Close children talk and the lights are dim at night. Hatred and resentment come and go, tears come and go. Suddenly, he became a magnificent warrior, full of enthusiasm, a thousand miles away. Looking back at dusk, the clouds are far away, and the flying catkins stir the green ghosts. Of all the birds, the real phoenix is the only one that doesn't sing. Climb up step by step, and find the light when you fall down. The wind and rain between my fingers stuffed ice and charcoal in my intestines, so I couldn't sit up straight. Pushing hands from home, no tears and no inclination. -Song Su Shi's Mink Head Ni Yu Zi Mink Head Ni Yu Zi.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Ouyang Wenzhong asked Yu, "Which piano poem is the best? It is best to listen to Qin Shi's poems during the retreat. Gong Yue: This poem is the most beautiful, but not listening to the piano, but listening to the pipa. I have a deep understanding of this. Play the sword and pipa well, and ask for lyrics. If I don't do it for a long time, I will take the word back, take a little concealment, keep myself in rhythm and leave the clouds behind.
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Ouyang Wenzhong asked Yu, "Which piano poem is the best? It is best to listen to Qin Shi's poems during the retreat. Gong Yue: This poem is the most beautiful, but not listening to the piano, but listening to the pipa. I have a deep understanding of this. Play the sword and pipa well, and ask for lyrics. If I don't do it for a long time, I will take the word back and take a little concealment, so as to keep the rhythm and leave the clouds behind.
I spent a long time sitting in the North Hall. Ice and Jingquan enter the boudoir on the moon, and the golden urn glows sadly. When the golden urn goes out, the crying turns more. Cover my tears and listen to your songs. The song has sound, and my concubine has feelings. Love is in harmony with sound, not against it. I didn't understand a word. I flew from Junwanqu to Liang Chen Fei. -Tang Li Bai's "Night Sitting" Night Sitting
The winter nights are cold and the nights are long. I sat in the North Hall for a long time.
Ice and Jingquan enter the boudoir on the moon, and the golden urn glows sadly.
When the golden urn goes out, the crying turns more. Cover my tears and listen to your songs.
The song has sound, and my concubine has feelings. Love is in harmony with sound, not against it.
I didn't understand a word. I flew from Junwanqu to Liang Chen Fei. Yuefu, female music