The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.
Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, and who will pity if the red disappears and the fragrance disappears? ?
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes spring scenery and looks sad. ?
Hoe flowers out of embroidered curtains with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again? ?
Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei;
Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? ?
At the beginning of March, the fragrant nest was built, and Liang Jianyan was too ruthless.
Although you can peck flowers next year, it is impossible for people to go to an empty nest.
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing;
When can it be aboveboard? Once you wander, it's hard to find it.
Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and the person who buried them was killed in front of the steps; ?
Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door;
When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.
Blame the farmer's double depression, half pity and half trouble;
Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence.
Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?
The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of being wordless.
May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.
The day is over! Where is Xiangshan?
If the trick is not to collect beautiful bones, a bad pure land will cover up the wind.
Clean up the quality, clean it up, and don't let the pollution sink into the ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die.
The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
Let's watch the spring flowers fade, that is, when the beauty dies of old age,
No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
Hua Zhong Ming
"It's a rainy vase, and the forest is not reduced. Compensation is almost the storage of the world. Those bottles and jars of flowers, when their Rong Sheng is pleasing to the eye, are very cherished; And its decline, then give way to the land, or turn into a mixed road, not abrupt first, kind and ungrateful. Yu Tejiao lost it. There were 93 bottles of dead branches picked before and after the flowers. They were a bunch and buried in the east of the thatched cottage. Ming said: If Chrysanthemum, Rumei, Ludafodier, Grass Lotus, Lotus House, Falling Powder, Begonia, suspension spring, glory will inevitably fall, and the bones are here, and the soul is full of gas. Is it really poetry? "
Lianting poetry talk
"Liu Cunmo's Apricot Flower Map": "Hook Wu Chunse is broken, and the frost is removed. The provincial girl is full of sleeves and buried peach blossoms for a hundred years. "
"Apricot Flowers under the Moon": "There are countless walls at once, let's see which side is the new red. Swallows came to the nest the day before yesterday, and plum blossoms were buried in the spring rain. Who painted the whole sleeve with pen and ink and left the sand in the furnace? The thirty-six palace officials are looking forward to breaking, and the golden basin is empty and the moon is slanting west. "
Anecdotes of Tang Bohu
"Tangzi is afraid of living in the Peach Blossom Temple, with half an acre of porch vestibule and a variety of peony flowers. At first, Wen invited and wrote poems, making them float under the blue sky. Sometimes crying and crying. When the flowers fall, I will send little girls to pick them one by one, fill them with small tips, and bury them on the east side of the medicine column to make "Poetry of Falling Flowers". "
Dai jade buries flowers?
Dai Yu Buries Flowers is a classic fragment in the literary masterpiece A Dream of Red Mansions. Lin Daiyu is the most pitiful flower, thinking that flowers are the cleanest buried in the soil after falling, which shows that she has a unique view on beauty. She wrote a funeral poem, comparing herself to a flower, which is one of the most beautiful poems in A Dream of Red Mansions. A conversation between Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu when they buried flowers became the swan song of a misunderstanding between lovers in A Dream of Red Mansions.
Source: A Dream of Red Mansions and Wu Shi Tou.
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Running water knows friends, and cherishes flowers and people.
The Twenty-third Story of the West Chamber-Excerpt: It was mid-March. After breakfast, Baoyu took a set of Hui Zhen Ji, walked to a stone under the peach blossom beside Qinfangzha Bridge and sat down. He unfolded Hui Zhen Ji and played it carefully from the beginning. Just as I was watching "Falling Red in Array", I saw a gust of wind blowing off more than half of the peach blossoms on the tree head, and the book fell to the ground. Baoyu was about to shake it down, so he was afraid of stepping on it, so he had to come to the pool with the petals and shake it in the pool. Petals are floating on the water, fluttering, and actually flow out of Qinfang Gate. When he came back, he saw there were many more underground. Baoyu was wandering there when someone behind him asked, "What are you doing here?" Baoyu looked back and saw Lin Daiyu, with a flower hoe on her shoulder, a flower bag hanging from the hoe and a flower broom in her hand. Side batch: branch picking map, not flower burial map. Baoyu said with a smile, "OK, OK, let's sweep up this flower and put it in the water. I just left a lot there. " Lin Daiyu said, "It's not good to stay in the water. You see, the water here is very clean, and it only goes out of first class. Some people's places are dirty and smelly, and the flowers still collapse. " I have a Hua Zhong in that corner. Now I have swept him, put him in this silk bag and buried him with soil. After a long time, he only went with the dirt. Is it not clean?
Feeling flowers hurts the body, burying flowers and singing lyrics.
At the end of the 27th episode of "Stunt Butterfly Pavilion and Yang Fei Play Burying Incense and Swallows to Eliminate the Red Man" and at the beginning of the 28th episode of "Jiang Yuhan loves money, Xue Baochai is ashamed to cage the red musk string"-excerpt: Baoyu knew that she had been hiding for two days because she had disappeared, so he thought about it and simply put it off for two days until her anger subsided. When she looked down, she saw impatiens, pomegranates and other colorful flowers, and brocade fell heavily on the ground. She sighed. "It's because she was angry and didn't pick up the flowers." I'll ask her after I deliver it tomorrow. "Baochai told them to go out." Baoyu said, "I'm coming." . After that, when they walked away, they picked up flowers, climbed the mountain, crossed the water, crossed the tree and wore flowers, all the way to the place where Lin Daiyu buried peach blossoms that day. Will have arrived in Hua Zhong, not turned the hillside, only heard the sound of sobs on the hillside, a line of curses, crying very miserable. Baoyu thought to himself, "I wonder which maid in this room has been wronged and has come to this place to cry." A thought, a brake, just listen to her cry:
The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.
Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, and who will pity if the red disappears and the fragrance disappears? ?
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes spring scenery and looks sad. ?
Hoe flowers out of embroidered curtains with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again? ?
Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei; ?
Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? ?
At the beginning of March, the fragrant nest was built, and Liang Jianyan was too ruthless. ?
Although you can peck flowers next year, it is impossible for people to go to an empty nest. ?
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing; ?
When can it be aboveboard? Once you wander, it's hard to find it. ?
Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and the person who buried them was killed in front of the steps; ?
Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door;
When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.
Blame the farmer's double depression, half pity and half trouble;
Flow spring suddenly to bother, and to silence.
Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul?
The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of being wordless.
May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers.
The day is over! Where is Xiangshan?
If the trick is not to collect beautiful bones, a bad pure land will cover up the wind.
Clean up the quality, clean it up, and don't let the pollution sink into the ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die.
The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
Let's watch the spring flowers fade, that is, when the beauty dies of old age,
No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened! ?
artistic attainments
Song of Burying Flowers is the representative of all the sad songs that Lin Daiyu encountered in her life, and it is also an important work by Cao Xueqin to shape this artistic image and show her personality characteristics. Like The Daughter of the Lotus, it is a text that the author tries to copy. This song, which imitates the style of the early Tang Dynasty, is lyrical and artistically successful.