The hotel in the hotel is ok, which suddenly reminds me of Chang 'an.
The flowers on the branches will fall, and the water on the surface will sway with the wind.
Interpret Zen words with poetry, and surprise with wine worries.
Keep the official hat from being defiled, wipe it and wait for Tang Fuxing.
To understand this poem, let's talk about the poet first.
Han Wo, a famous poet in the late Tang Dynasty, whose name may not be known. Four sages of Nan 'an? One, who is his uncle? Little Du Li? Li Shangyin, one of them.
Han Wo's most valuable poems are poems about time, which almost reproduce the decline and fall of the Tang Dynasty in the form of chronicles. In particular, he is good at combining the chronicle of the seven laws with the narrative in his arms, and is good at putting the desolate artistic conception in the beautiful and elegant ci chapter, which is sad and gentle, soft and firm, so he is respected as? A generation of poets? .
The ingenuity of two antithetical sentences is analyzed in detail.
When writing this poem, Han Wo lived in Minnan generation, the Tang Dynasty was dead, and the wheel of history reached the Five Dynasties. Being in a foreign land, it has been raining all night, which is really annoying.
When the rain stopped and it was dawn, the wooden door of the hotel was pushed open, and the ground was inevitably red and muddy. Between trance thought of chang' an at that time:
The flowers on the branches will fall, and the water on the surface will sway with the wind. Seeing the sparse flowers on the treetops surrounded by bees, they fell; Looking down at the catkins floating on the surface of the pool, like fish blowing bubbles, walking with the wind.
Flying flowers and falling flocs are obviously the color that hurts spring, but they are revived because of the bee and the pond fish. Hug? One word. Blow? Word, Han He's Chang 'an spring suddenly warmed up, full of spring.
Han Wo used these two sentences to remember Chang 'an in the Tang Dynasty. The years are calm and beautiful, and he only hopes that he will be the same. Unfortunately, contrary to expectations, the death of Datang is irreversible. Prior to this, no matter how many beautiful imaginations were empty, the necklace below took a sharp turn, which was in sharp contrast with the bright spring.
Disillusioned, people still have to live in the present after all.
Hanwo, who lives in a hotel, is full of melancholy, just like the constant cutting, confusion, sadness and loneliness, and overlap. He can only hope that he will get drunk today and never want to drown his sorrows in wine again.
Keep the official hat from being defiled, wipe it and wait for Tang Fuxing. Neither wine nor poetry can eradicate this melancholy. In desperation, Hanwo once again sprouted new hopes and confidence:
Take good care of this official hat and don't let dirt pollute it; Gently wipe the hairpins, quietly wait for the revival of the Tang Dynasty, and on that day, put on the robes and Mao, and re-enter the DPRK.
In the final analysis, the literati are powerless, but they are unwilling to change their integrity and become ministers with different surnames in the court. Even if they are poor and bitter all their lives, they still don't forget the glory of their old country.