(1) Spring: The bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
There are always two words "spring" in this poem, the first one is "spring", which also lays the tone of this spring nocturne-nature, vigor, optimism and hope.
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide.
I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river!
The spring tide is vast, soup, connecting the river and the sea. This is the power of nature. In Wei's view, this kind of power is "the spring tide comes late, and no one crosses the river in the wild"; Bai Juyi is "Jiatingxi in the north of Gushan Temple, with low initial water level"; Su Shi, on the other hand, said, "There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the spring river".
Zhang's vision is broader, which may also be the power of this tide. He turned his eyes to the sea.
On the sea, a bright moon Ran Ran rises, and the tide rises and falls between the rough waves. ...
Faced with this situation, Zhang Jiuling, the prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, once sang a famous sentence, "The moon is now full of the sea, and the horizon is * * *". They are poets of the same era. Such a beautiful sentence, we don't need to explore who is early and who is late. Perhaps this is the wisdom of the poet. Jin Shengtan said that poetry has always come to the door on its own initiative, and poets do not need to rack their brains to write. It is probably Huigen who can make the poem take the initiative to vote. I wait for ordinary people, even if they face the sea, they will only make a mess, and there will never be any warm spring in bloom.
Imagination is the soul of poetry.
There is always an end to the scenery in front of you, but there is no end to the scenery in your heart. Therefore, in Li Bai's poems, he can be "white-haired" and "it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days", and Du Fu can be "coming back from this mountain, coming up from the south after crossing another mountain, and then going north-to my own town!" . At this moment, Zhang showed the level of a top poet, and he began to let go of himself and expand his imagination. In the moonlight, the waves rolled, wave after wave, stretching for thousands of miles. At this moment, the spring river in the world is under the moon, and the moonlight shines on the waves.
What imagination and boldness of vision this is! Du Fu once wrote the phrase "The stars are falling from the open space, and the moon is running on the river", but on the whole, the realm of Du Fu's poems is too strong and unyielding, which is a bit less feminine than Zhang's phrase "Where there is no moon by the river". Du Fu's scenery is only the Yangtze River, but Zhang's heart is all the "rivers" in the world.
A great work or a great poem, the author is definitely not only concerned about himself, but also the wider world and life. There is a bright moon in Zhang's heart, which hangs high in his heart and is reflected in rivers all over the world, surging and swaying. Just like the fields in spring, the green eyes are full of flowers and vitality.
The hope bred by the spring tide overflowed the river and flowed in all directions.
(2) Jiang: When did Jiang Yue ever take a photo?
In the face of the mighty Yangtze River, Confucius could not help sighing that "the deceased is like a husband". When Du Fu climbed the Yangtze River in autumn, he felt that "leaves fell like the waves of a waterfall, and I watched the long river always roll forward".
Man seems great, but suddenly he becomes small in front of nature.
The Yangtze River can soar forever, and the moon can be charming forever. What about humans? In this world, we are the only people who think we are great.
Zhang's understanding is far more sober and thorough than mine.
The sky by the river is high and the clouds are light, and the lonely moon hangs high. Zhang was so fascinated that he couldn't help asking, "Who has seen the moon by the river? When was the photo taken at the beginning of Jiangyue? "
Yes, who saw the first ray of moonlight by the river? When did the first moonlight by the river begin to shine on the world?
Scientists say that time has no past, no future, only now. But what you said and did on the way is clearly written in your mind. Is it illusory?
Even today, we can still stand where Zhang once stood, but I wonder if the moon can remember that a young man once looked at himself so affectionately thousands of years ago?
Zhang is Zhang after all, and his question has already been answered in his mind.
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is similar year after year.
The world is endless, and the river is eternal last month. Some things have changed, some things have not changed, but from Tang to Song, from Song to Ming, and then to Qing, what things have not changed?
Is it the moon in the sky? I don't know. Zhang doesn't seem to know, so he asks.
I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water.
Who are you waiting for? A thousand years is not enough? Do you really want to give up the integration of mountains and land? Where is the emperor in the pavilion today? The Yangtze River flows freely outside the sill!
Later generations Su Shi once asked the moon about wine, "I don't know what year it is today." It is said that the years are ruthless, but it is these ruthless years that have left us so many beautiful things. Yes, in the torrent of years, we will eventually be a spray, but this is not terrible-as long as we live with our hearts, that spray may be small and fleeting, but it will be unique and will bloom its own light.
Just like Zhang, one poem is enough.
(3) flowers: poor spring does not return.
Flowers are not the protagonist of this poem, but green leaves. It's a bit like Meng Jiao's "spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and Chang 'an flowers can be seen in one day".
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, you can't fly, but you can't see the white sand on the pavilion.
The river meanders among the flowers on both sides; The moonlight is misty, reflected in the Woods full of flowers, and the splashed water drops jump and twinkle. The moonlight is like frost, dancing lightly, and the white sand and moonlight on the mainland are mixed together, and it is already unclear where the white sand is and where the moonlight is.
When I read this poem, I suddenly remembered Yuan Zhen's sentence, "The flowers are lazy to look back, half qualified to repair, and half qualified to be a gentleman." The two scenes that seem to be completely out of touch can actually fit perfectly in my heart. Why? "Yue" is a beauty, and "Jiang" is a son-he flows so cheaply just for the tenderness of Yue!
I want to know who Jiang Yue treats. Isn't dancing in the moonlight to reward Jiang, the confidant? Year after year, year after year, this is eternity.
The second flower in the poem is already a dream. The "falling flower" in the dream is not a good sign.
The fallen flower is ruthless, the little flower is tearful, the fallen flower meets the gentleman in the falling season, and the fallen flower falls in the rain ... These sentences about the fallen flower are more or less sad. The falling flower in the poem is undoubtedly like this, which may also be the only place where this poem follows the old system among many images.
Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned.
Spring is over, why don't you come back? Don't want to go back or can't you?
Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl. Many poems can't be read together, otherwise it will be too sad.
But what else can we do? Wouldn't it be just as sad if you didn't want to go back?
Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
The most disdainful thing is lovesickness-your lovesickness, his disdain.
(4) Month: May China shine on you every month.
The moon should be a poet's best gay friends. It seems that all famous poets in history have written poems about the moon, and excellent works about the moon have emerged one after another.
Until I raised my cup, I asked the moon to bring me my shadow, which made the three of us. This is Li Baitai. She is too lonely to find anyone to drink, so she pulls the moon.
Affectionate is the moon in the atrium, and it is a pity to leave people behind. This is Zhang Bi's own affection, and he has nowhere to vent, so he has to pass it on to the moon.
Her clouds are fragrant with mist, and her shoulders are cold with the moon. This is Du Fu who misses his wife when he looks at the moon during the war.
Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, which is Li Shangyin's sigh.
Where will I wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the wind is going to stop. This is Liu Yong's suffering.
Therefore, when a poet wrote that the moon was so unpredictable, he smashed the signboard.
What is Zhang's "Moon" pattern?
Zhang's Moon is like an affectionate woman-I don't know who Jiang Yue will be good to. She is quietly waiting for her lover, by the river, in Mingyuelou.
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror. This sentence is somewhat similar to Zhang Bi's Moon. I really don't know where to start, but I've gone deep.
The curtain of the jade pot could not be rolled up, but it was brushed back on the anvil.
This poem materialized the intangible "lovesickness" and was Zhang's second "mode". She has thoughts in her heart, he has lovesickness in his heart, curtains can't be rolled, and clothes can't be lost. Later, in the Southern Tang Dynasty, Li Yu's expression of "cutting constantly, reasoning is still chaotic, leaving sorrow, especially with a taste in his heart" was consistent. This technique also made Li Qingzhao write a famous sentence, "This feeling is inevitable, and only by frowning can you feel at ease."
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
True love wants the other person to be happy, and the woman in Zhang Shi is selfless. She imagined watching a bright moon with her lover at the same time. Although there was no news from him, she still gave her love to the moon, hoping that the moonlight would accompany him.
This place is not only a nostalgia, but also a blessing. I entrust my sad thoughts to the moon, hoping to accompany you to the west of Yelang. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. This kind of sadness, yearning and blessing all kinds of complicated emotions are integrated into the moonlight, and finally they just turn into prayers and pray for his safety.
True love is the same, but it is enough that he is good.
(5) Night: Where do you miss the Moon Building?
The spring tide is surging and the river is endless. The night is deep and my thoughts are flying.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
From heaven to earth, keep asking Zhang.
Which vagrant is drifting on the boat tonight? Where is someone lovesick upstairs in the bright moon?
This night should be a family reunion, but unfortunately there are still people wandering outside. Since some people wander, some people miss each other.
Liu Changqing's sentence "Go home at night after the storm" vividly describes the sadness of the wanderer, and Yan Shu's sentence "Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, I was alone in the tall building, and I saw the horizon" vividly depicts the thoughts of the ladies.
What is the value of Zhang's questioning?
He didn't write about himself. Liu Changqing writes about himself, Yan Shu writes about himself, but Zhang doesn't. This kind of emotional expression, like "expressing sadness in order to add new words", seems dull, but the most precious thing for human beings is "touching sadness, sorrow for others", which is the foundation of our society's continuous progress.
Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water.
This sentence and the junior Li Shangyin's "There are no multiple roads from Pengshan to Oh Jade Bird. Listen! -bring me what she said! " . Only Zhang entrusted it to Red Rock, and Li Shangyin chose Jade Bird.
Hongyan can't fly out of the moonlight, just as Sun Monkey can't escape from the palm of Tathagata's hand. But fortunately, with the help of the dragon, the ripples they jumped up went with the river, endless.
This should be the most difficult sentence in the whole poem. Although the beauty can't send books, as long as she has the heart, this flowing moonlight can also send her thoughts. This is more like an answer or explanation given by Zhang. Wanderers far away from home, miserable families in their hometown, still care about each other thousands of miles apart. This concern can be integrated into moonlight or water. After all, there is only one moon, and the water in the whole world is also connected.
Water and acacia were originally an intention. Later, Li Yu's "Spring Water Flows East" and Li Qingzhao's "Flowers Drift with Water" are so famous that the intention in the water is "Acacia is decreasing and hatred is increasing".
I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight.
Moonlight, regardless of spring and autumn, regardless of ancient and modern times, thoughts or melancholy are equally rampant.
(6) Zhang: Under the bright moon by the river.
Spring, river, flowers, moon and night have long been integrated into poetry. Because they are all in Zhang's heart. Young people under the bright moon by the river melt and merge with warm hearts.
In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west.
The river will run out with the spring, and the moon on the pool will set in the west. This kind of "running out" is another cycle and a beginning, rather than the wailing of "running water falling out of flowers in spring". The word "fu" in the poem means "there is no way to recover from doubt, and there is another village" River water and moonlight are eternal.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite.
I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees.
This is the real Zhang, returning to reality from fugue-at this time, the slanting moon has slowly sunk and disappeared into the sea fog; And the distance between myself and my hometown (Xiaoxiang) is getting farther and farther. I don't know how many people can go home by moonlight tonight, but the sunset is swaying and spreading all over the Woods by the river.
No matter how far we fly, there is always a place in this world that stumbles us and makes us look back and miss in despair. That is home, where there is a world to raise ourselves and parents to raise ourselves.
At this moment, Zhang has no fairy spirit, no compassion, and only an ordinary person misses his hometown. This kind of return, like returning to nature, makes this poem take over the local flavor and gives the previous imagination a foundation and root.
(7) Postscript: Song of the Millennium
Personnel or life is not empty or empty after all, which is nothing like Zhang's name. Everything is real, past, happened and didn't happen. Only some we know and some we don't know. There is no need to rush to know everything. After all, time is limited, what we need to grasp is what we know.
Cherish the moment, cherish every moment, maybe that moment is the eternity of life. Although we know that no winter is insurmountable, although we know that no spring will come, when this winter has passed and this spring has come, who will remember those retrograde footprints and backs in the moonlight and snow fields by the river?
But some stories are worth singing forever. Time may erase everything, even memories. Putting aside the official history for the princes' biographies, it is often a casual moment to warm people's hearts. Just like the night when Zhang traveled to the Yangtze River at night, when his dragon appeared, the world was worshipped and fascinated.
A thousand-year-old song lasts forever in an instant. Is to remember.
Author's brief introduction Zhang Dongxiao, male, from Pingyu County, Henan Province, now lives in Beijing and likes writing. His articles are scattered on the internet.