Tang Libai
Li Bai will want to travel by boat,
Suddenly I heard singing on the shore.
Peach Blossom Lake is deep in thousands of feet,
Not as good as Wang Lun.
Wang Lun was a native of Jingzhou (now Jingxian County, Anhui Province) in the Tang Dynasty. He is generous by nature, likes to make friends with celebrities, and often gives generously and spends money lavishly. At that time, Li Bai was famous in the poetry circle, and Wang Lun loved him very much, hoping to have a chance to see the poet's elegant demeanor. However, Jingzhou is unknown, and he is also a nobody. How can I invite the great poet Li Bai?
Later, Wang Lun got the news that Li Bai was going to travel to Anhui, which was a rare opportunity. Wang Lun decided to write and invite him. Everyone who knew Li Bai at that time knew that he had two hobbies: drinking and traveling. As long as there is good wine and beautiful scenery, Li Bai will hear about it. So Wang Lun wrote this invitation:
"Gao Lei swimming? There are miles of peach blossoms here. How about your drink, sir? There are thousands of hotels here. "
When Li Bai received such a letter, he immediately came here with great interest. As soon as I saw Wang Lun, I went to see Ten Miles of Peach Blossoms and Wanjia Hotel. Wang Lun smiled and told him, "Peach blossom is the name of the pool here. There are no peach blossoms in Fiona Fang Shili of Taohuatan. Wanjia is the surname of our hotel owner, not that there are 10 thousand hotels. " Li Bai was stunned at first, but somehow he understood at once. Then he laughed and even said, "admire! Admire! "
Wang Lun stayed with Li Bai for a few days, and Li Bai had a good time there. Because the villas in Wang Lun are surrounded by mountains and rivers. Inside the villa, the pond building is quiet and deep, just like a fairyland. Here, Li Bai is drinking wine, eating delicious food, listening to songs and chatting with friends of Gaoyou. There are several banquets a day, and he often gets together and is often entertained. This is the life that Li Bai likes. Therefore, he can't help feeling a brief encounter with the host here. He once wrote "Two Poems of Wang Parting", in which Wang Lun was compared to Dou and Gong.
On the day Li Bai was leaving, Wang Lun gave eight famous horses and ten bundles of silks and satins, and sent servants to the boat. After a farewell dinner at home, Li Bai boarded a boat parked on Taohuatan. The ship was about to leave the shore when he suddenly heard a song. Li Bai looked back and saw Wang Lun and many villagers marching on the shore, singing to see him off. Li Bai was very moved by the host's profound friendship and simple form of seeing him off. He immediately spread out paper and ink and wrote a famous farewell poem for Wang Lun:
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
This poem is a wonderful metaphor, and because of the influence of simple folk customs, Li Bai's poem is simple, plain and sincere.
The poem "To Wang Lun" made the name of Wang Lun, an ordinary villager, spread to future generations, and Taohua Lake became a tourist attraction. In memory of Li Bai, the villagers built a pavilion on the southeast bank of Tan, which still attracts many tourists.
Thoughts in the dead of night
Lipper
The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?
I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
1, elevator: elevator.
1 night thinking: a kind of "quiet night thinking". Guo Maoqian () compiled it into Yuefu Poems and New Yuefu Poems, and said: "All new Yuefu poems are new songs in the Tang Dynasty. With its words, it is actually a Yuefu, but it has never been heard, so it is called a new Yuefu. "
2 bright moonlight: bright moonlight.
(3) look up: look up. Looking at the Moon: A work called Looking at the Mountains and Rivers and the Moon. Jin's "Qu Ci, Song at Four o'clock in the Midnight": "Looking up at the bright moon, I send my feelings for thousands of miles."
(4) Bow your head: describe the appearance of meditation. Thinking: Missing.
This is a poem about the homesickness of distant guests. This poem uses clear language to carve out the artistic conception of a quiet and intoxicating autumn night.
It does not pursue the novelty of imagination, and it also abandons the exquisite beauty of rhetoric; It is expressed with fresh and simple strokes.
Enrich the content of deep songs. Environment is environment, emotion is emotion, so vivid, so moving, never tired of reading, intriguing. not have
Strangely, some people praised it as "wonderful ancient and modern".
Li Bai's homesickness works, known as "the first homesickness poem in the ages", have touched countless people living in different places in ancient and modern times.
The opening sentence of the poem, "The bright line at the foot of my bed", can be described as plain and simple, which sets off the poet's loneliness with this quiet scene. In the writing of this poem, we can pay attention to the combination of psychological description and behavioral description. The word "doubt" in the second sentence points out the reason why the poet is confused. Because it seems to sleep without sleep, it seems to wake without waking, so it is easy to have illusions. This is the poet's longing for homesickness, so he is in a trance and his eyes are blurred. In the last two sentences, the poet wakes up from meditation, that is, "looking up" and "bowing down". Why do you want to "look up"? Because the poet later realized that it should be moonlight instead of frost on the ground, he had endless reverie, which was the homesickness expressed in ancient poems about moonlight, such as "looking up at the bright moon and sending affection to thousands of miles" He felt that it was not enough to look at the moonlight on the ground, so he looked up so that he could see it more truly and clearly, just like looking for the good wishes of his distant family from this bright moon. Looking up for a long time, the deeper I miss, the poet turned and bowed his head again. Why must we "bow our heads"? This is because although I have been looking up for a long time, I still can't get a little comfort from the bright moon. In desperation, I had to bow my head and meditate. If you express your feelings mercilessly, you will express your feelings. If you never intend to write, you will mean truth. Therefore, the poet turned his yearning for his hometown into a gesture of expressing affection for the bright moon. The bright moon on the head, the hometown in my heart, really has a special taste in my heart!
Sigh on the jade steps
Lipper
Dew fell on the steps of jade, and the night was long. Dew wet the stone.
Go back to my room and put down the crystal curtain, still looking at the exquisite moon through the curtain.
Yuefu's Jade Family is full of bitter songs about imprisoned maids. Although the poem is titled "resentment", it shows no emotion.
The first two sentences of the word "resentment" are about independent jade steps, revealing the invasion of stockings, and the resentment is deeper and longer in the middle of the night, as noted.
As a complaint; The last two sentences are helpless. The lonelier you are, the more you look at the moon through the window. Nothing? No complaints? Shibu
Apply it on the front, but apply makeup from the back. Words are few and affectionate, euphemistic and nuanced, and the lingering sound is endless.
Warmly welcome Vice Governor Cui.
Du Fu
The north and south of the thatched cottage are all springs, and flocks of gulls fly in.
The old lady didn't sweep the flower path for the guests. Today, it's only for you. Chai Men hasn't opened it for you yet, but it will open it for you today.
Too far from the city, too far from good food, too thin family background, only old wine.
Shall we ask my old neighbor to join us and call out the remaining cups separately?
Yi Yun
There are springs in the north and south of the thatched cottage.
I see flocks of seagulls flying every day.
I've never cleaned the flower garden for my guests,
Chai Men just opened it for you today.
It's too far from downtown, and there is nothing good on the plate.
The family is very poor, only the old wine waiter.
If you are willing to invite your neighbors for a drink,
Call through the fence and have one more drink!
Comment and analysis
This poem was written after the completion of Chengdu Caotang. The whole poem is full of rich flavor of life, revealing the poet's simple and indifferent feelings and hospitable mood. Fortunately, poetry is crazy and muddy, and it is connected by a line.
About the Mid-Autumn Festival, officials should be divided.
Han Yu
The clear sky has opened, the Milky Way has gone, the breeze blows across the sky, and the bright moon shows its waves.
The sand is smooth, the water is still, there is no sound or shadow, just like I give you a glass of wine and ask you to sing.
But your song is so sad and your voice is so bitter that my tears turned into rain before I finished listening to it.
On the Dongting Lake, Jiuyi Mountain towering into the sky, dragons, crocodiles, ups and downs, apes, flying foxes, sobbing.
At the risk of death in nine cases out of ten, I arrived at my official post, where I lived alone and silently, as if I were hiding.
I left my bed, afraid of snakes; I eat, I'm afraid of poison, and the air in the lake is rancid, breathing its foul smell.
Yesterday, I played drums in front of the country, an emperor was crowned, and a realm changed.
The pardon runs 300 miles a day, and all the dying people get their sentences reduced.
Expulsions were promoted, exiles were recalled, corruption was abolished, and honest officials were appointed.
My superior sent my name, but the governor didn't listen, and Kan Ke had to move Man Jing.
My position is very low and useless. They may punish me with a whip in the street.
Most of my exiled companions are going home now. For me, this is a trip to heaven beyond climbing.
Stop your song, I beg you, listen to mine, a song completely different from yours:
Tonight is the loveliest moon of the year, and everything else is arranged by fate, which is beyond our control.
But, to reject this wine, can we choose more tomorrow?
Yi Yun
Thin clouds dispersed in all directions, and there was no galaxy in the sky.
The breeze is floating in the air, and the moonlight is like rippling water waves.
The beach is flat, the lake is quiet and the sound and shadow have disappeared.
Pour a glass of wine and I advise you to sing to the moon.
You sing too hard, and your lyrics are really hard.
I really can't listen to it anymore. Tears poured down for a long time.
Dongting Lake is choppy, and Jiuyi Mountain is extremely high.
Dragons swim in the water and giant salamanders crow in the mountains.
It was only after a narrow escape that I got to the relegation place.
Live in seclusion and endure silently, just like a criminal hiding and fleeing.
I am often afraid of snake bites when I get up, and I am afraid of poisoning when I eat.
Snakes and insects are wet, dormant in the offshore, and the smell is scattered everywhere.
The big drum in front of Chenzhou mansion was knocked yesterday.
When the new emperor succeeds to the throne, we must make use of talents and Hao Tao.
Amnesty documents were transmitted from Wan Li to other places within one day.
The criminal was demoted, and the death penalty was changed from suspended death to exile.
Those who were demoted were recalled, and those who were exiled were also recalled.
Clean up filth, reform malpractices, and clean up classes.
The secretariat announced it for me, but it was reserved for observation.
Fate is rough, so we have to move to that distant Man Jing.
It is not easy to be a small official who judges his humble position.
If you make a mistake, you will be beaten and kneel on the ground.
Most of the people who were demoted together at that time had already set off.
The road to the imperial court is really difficult to walk and climb.
Please stop and listen to me sing.
Compared with your songs, my songs have a very different mood.
The moonlight in a year is the most beautiful only tonight.
Life is destiny takes a hand, for nothing else,
If you don't drink, how can you live up to this bright moon?
Comment and analysis
In the 19th year of Tang Zhenyuan (803), both Han Yu and Zhang Shu were appointed as censors. Due to the drought, Han was demoted as the magistrate of Yangshan (Guangdong Yangshan) and Zhang was demoted as the magistrate of Linwu (Hunan Linwu). In the first month of the 21st year of Zhenyuan (805), Shunzong acceded to the throne, and Jiazi granted amnesty in February. In August, Xian Zong acceded to the throne and granted amnesty to the world. The two amnesties were blocked by the observation in Hunan, but they were not transferred back to Kyoto, only changed to Gangneung.
First, he was demoted because of direct admonition, and then he was suppressed by Yang Jian. It coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival. When I looked up at the moon in the detention center, I was deeply touched and had to pay my respects.
The style of this poem is similar to that of prose, and the language is simple and clear, Chen Qi. "Song Jun" and "My Song" in the poem are written harmoniously and incisively. The first four sentences, like the preface, describe the environment: the breeze and the bright moon, and all is silent. Then write the content of cutie's songs: describing the pain of exile and the sinister career, which makes people cry. Finally, I wrote My Song, but only the moonlight. Life has a destiny, so I should drink in the moonlight and pretend to be broad-minded. Ming's description of Zhang Gongcao's relocation and forgiveness has gone through hardships, but it actually describes the hardships of helping each other in the same boat.
The whole poem is full of ups and downs, twists and turns. The syllables are changeable and the rhymes are flexible. It is not only unrestrained, but also fluent and perfectly expresses the changes of the poet's feelings.