1. Classic sentences from "A Dream in the Garden"
It turned out to be colorful
Misty and hazy
Like a spring breeze
It’s clearly a beautiful scene in a good time
In my mouth
It’s all in vain
Whose home is the pleasure?
Morning Flying Evening Volume
Painting a boat with mist
The spring scenery in the garden cannot be contained
In the dark
But on the way
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Boring for no reason
Leaves makeup residue
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Boring for no reason
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It turns out to be purple and bright red
Misty
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It is clearly a beautiful scene in a good time
In my mouth
It all comes to nothing
Whose pleasure is it? Courtyard
Morning Flying and Evening Scroll
Smoke and Waves Painting Boats
The garden is filled with spring scenery that cannot be contained
In the dark
But on the way 2. Classic sentences from "A Dream in the Garden"
It turned out to be colorful and red, hazy like a spring breeze, it was clearly a good time and the beautiful scenery became empty in my mouth. It is a pleasure to enjoy, whose home is flying in the morning and in the evening. Cigarettes, waves, painted boats, the garden is full of spring scenery, I can't shut it up, but I just keep going. On the way, I keep cutting and trimming, and it remains messy and stuffy. It's like this. It's like this. It's like this. It's like this. It's still cutting and trimming. It's still messy and stuffy. It's like this. It's like this. However, the sky turned out to be purple, bright red, and hazy like a spring breeze. It was clearly a good time, and the beautiful scenery became empty in my mouth. It was a joy to enjoy. Whose courtyard is flying in the morning, wisps of smoke, painted boats, and the garden is full of spring scenery. I can't stop it, but it goes on the way. 3. Verses from "A Dream in the Garden"
Wandering around the earth in dreams, the orioles are chirping. The chaotic years are everywhere. People stand in small courtyards and deep courtyards. The sticks are gone and the smoke is gone. The remaining embroidery threads are thrown away. This spring is as sentimental as last year.
Looking at the plum blossom gate at dawn, the makeup is still there. You lean on the railing with your Yichun bun on your side.
The cutting is constant, the reasoning is still messy, and the boredom is unreasonable. I have ordered the flowering orioles to take advantage of the spring to see them.
After combing her bun, she returned to the mirror, and her robe was about to be changed to make it even more fragrant. Every step of the way, delicate clear silk threads come to the courtyard, waving like spring threads.
I stopped for a long time to look at the flowers. I didn’t pick up the water chestnuts and stole half of my face. The colorful clouds were charming. How can I reveal my whole body when I step into my fragrant boudoir?
Drunk to help you return to the way of Cui, born in skirts and shirts, colorful crystal flowers, hairpins and eight treasures. Do you know that my lifelong hobbies are natural? It’s just that no one sees the benefits of spring. If you don’t watch out for the sunken fish, the falling geese, and the loud noise of the birds, you will be afraid of the shameful flowers that will close up in the moonlight and tremble with sadness.
Gallery gold dust half scattered. The moss in the pond is green.
Afraid of mud when treading grass, new embroidered socks, cherishing flowers and hurting little golden bells. How can you know how beautiful spring is without going to a garden? Zaoluo robes were originally in full bloom, but now they are all in ruins.
Whose home is home for the beautiful scenery in good times? Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, the clouds are green and the pavilion is covered with rain and wind, and the mist is like a boat. People from Jinping find this time so mean! The good sister crows red cuckoos all over the green mountains, and the tobacco outside the tea plant is soft and drunk. Although the peonies are good, how can they be the first to return in spring? Xian Ningxiao is born, the words of the swallow are as clear as scissors, and the sound of the orioles is heard.
At the end of the day, it is useless to admire the twelve pavilions. It is better to go home and relax. Put azalea in the vase and add agarwood fragrance to the stove.
I suddenly went out on a spring outing to try Yichun noodles. Spring! Spring! I have to hang out with you.
How to send spring away? The weather is so bad, people are so sleepy, and the sheep on the hillside are not in chaos. It's hard to get rid of the love of spring. Suddenly, I feel resentful, and it's for me to give birth to little Chanjuan. I choose a famous family, one by one, and there are gods and gods. Such a good relationship throws youth away.
Who can see my sleeping state? Then I want to follow the path and think about the dream and the secret flow of spring. Delay, where can I say this? Flooding and decoction, splashing the remaining life to eliminate the question of the sky.
The mountain peach blossoms are like flowers for you, and the years are fleeting. They are the answers that children leisurely search for in the secluded boudoir. I turn to the peony fence in front of the peony fence, close to the lake and mountain rocks, and you. Unbutton your collar and wear your clothes wide. The tip of the sleeve is scratched and the teeth are stained. I'll wait for you to be patient and gentle for a while.
Where did we meet before? Looking at each other as if they had met early, there is no word about the benefits. The beautiful scenery is bright and sunny, and all the purples and reds are blooming. The railings are full of carved treasures, and the clouds are clustered with bright clouds.
Du Chun Gong protects the beauty from being trembled by the morning wind, so that the beautiful and talented people are less concerned about it. The dreamer is also very happy and resentful. On the banks of Diliuzi Lake and mountains, the clouds are steaming and glowing. Outside the carved railings, outside the carved railings, there are red and green hills.
The sorrow of bees and the love of butterflies make the three lives beautiful and beautiful, not because of dreams. A gust of fragrant wind was sent to the forest garden.
In Wu Ban Yi, the swallows murmur softly and sweetly, while the orioles sip, crisp and round. On one side, butterflies fluttered between the flowers.
While the bees were taking advantage of each other, they were dazzled. The red peaches are bright on one side, and the green willow lines on the other side seem to be decorated with all kinds of purples and reds. How splendid the scenery on the earth is! The peach blossoms in the mountains leave people alone in this moment, so they can sleep on the grass and flowers, while the clouds are brightened by the servant girls, and the red pines are green.
When I see you cuddling up to each other and making love slowly, I wish I could be with you like flesh. It's a funny day, with rouge raining down and fresh food on the face.
I want to go but I still miss you. We look at each other as if we have met each other sooner rather than later, without saying a word or deeds. Go to sleep like a cloud in Wushan.
The husband is sitting in the yellow hall, and the charming girl is standing in the embroidered window. On her skirt and hairpin are both flowers and birds embroidered, wandering around with her children. I work hard as a mother.
It was rain and fragrant clouds before I arrived at Meng'er. I had no choice but to wake up in the high hall and find it difficult to sleep through the screen window. Splash fresh, my cold sweat sticks to the frying pan.
My heart is wandering, my mind is soft and my mind is wandering. Don't fight for more and spend more time on your face. Whoever owes you when you sit up will go to sleep. At the end of spring, I feel sleepy and tired of traveling. I don't ask for incense and embroidered quilts to sleep.
Spring scare! If you are in the mood, the dream is not far away. 4. What are the classic poems in "The Peony Pavilion"
1. Like flowers and beautiful families, like the passage of time, like this, they are all given to the broken tiles and ruins.
2. The west wind blows through the Yangtze trees, looking at the distant Huaihe River with melancholy. 3. The sound of anvil heralds another autumn.
The river flows leisurely. 4. Occasionally, the heart seems to be in love, and beside the plum tree, there are flowers and plants like this, which are loved by people, and resented by people for life and death, so they are miserable and no one cares about them. They are waiting to be beaten and their fragrant souls are intact, and they can be kept in a rainy plum day.
5. Things in this world cannot be accomplished by this world. 6. Good times and beautiful scenery are in the sky, and whose home is the pleasure.
7. Love doesn’t originate, it only goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, and the dead can live. Why should the love in the dream be unreal? 8. Your skirt is full of green flowers, and your hairpin is filled with crystal flowers and eight treasures. It can be seen that my hobby is natural all my life, and there is no benefit in spring.
If you don’t watch out for the fishes and geese that sink and the geese make a noise, you will only be afraid of the shy flowers and their beautiful appearance. 9. Love is born from the heart, life can lead to death, and death can lead to life; life cannot lead to death, and death cannot lead to life, then love is not the best! 10. Such flowers and plants are loved by others, life and death are according to their wishes, and no one complains about the sorrow and pain.
11. I am going to send spring to the pond and the luxuriant grass. I am here to relax at the bottom of the tea rack. I am waiting to be taught and stay in Penglai Cave. Wearing red embroidered shoes with gold lotus and swaying Hunan skirt, we turned to the west of the curved threshold.
12. I was surprised to realize that I didn’t show my lovesickness, and it turned out that it was just because it was deep in my bones. 13. If you have a good time and beautiful scenery, you can enjoy it in your home.
I wish you a beautiful family like a flower, and the years are fleeting. 14. Love doesn’t know where it started, but it goes deeper and deeper.
15. It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, but they all end up in ruins. The beautiful scenery in a good time is in the sky, and whose home is it that is pleasing to the eye? Flying in the morning and rolling in the evening, clouds and green pavilions appear; raindrops and wind flakes, mist and waves paint boats.
People from Jinping look at this shameless time! 16. In the early autumn of God's will, the golden breeze is gentle, and there are painted bridges and smokey trees outside the city gate. 17. The fine silk blows into the courtyard, swaying like spring threads.
I stopped for a long time to look at the flowers. I didn’t pick up the water chestnuts and stole half of my face. How can I reveal my whole body when I step into my fragrant boudoir?
18. You don’t know where the love comes from, but it goes deeper and deeper. The living can die, and the dead can live. To be alive but not to die, to be dead but not to be resurrected, is not the result of love.
19. For you, the beautiful family is like a flower, and the years are like a fleeting time. It's time to look around and feel sorry for yourself in the secluded boudoir.
20. It turns out that the colorful flowers are blooming everywhere, but like this, they are all ruined. Good times and beautiful scenery are in vain, but whose home is the pleasure? Further reading: "The Peony Pavilion", whose full name is "The Return of the Peony Pavilion", is adapted from the Ming Dynasty story-telling novel "The Return of Du Liniang".
"The Peony Pavilion" is the representative work of the Ming Dynasty playwright Tang Xianzu, and it is also the most proud work of his life. He once said, "I have four dreams in my life, and the only one I am proud of is "The Peony."" "The Peony Pavilion" and "Purple Hairpin", "Handan" and "Nanke" are collectively called "Four Dreams of Yumingtang", also called "Four Dreams of Linchuan".
It is influenced by the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism. The background of the story describes the decadent Confucian feudal system. The flower god appearing in the story is a product of Taoism, and the heroine Du Liniang is Death and resurrection is the Buddhist theory of three lives. In short, Tang Xianzu poured his life-long thoughts and feelings into "The Peony Pavilion" and perfectly interpreted his "Theory of True Love".
The work combines legends and stories with Ming Dynasty society, making it a romantic spiritual masterpiece. There are fifty-five scenes in the whole play, and each scene provides a hint for the subsequent plot.
All the poems at the end are Tang poems and all are satisfactory. It can also be seen from here that Tang Xianzu valued his "Peony Pavilion" more than his other works.
"The Peony Pavilion" not only eulogized human nature, but also used another unique way to criticize the Cheng-Zhu Neo-Confucianism of "preserving natural principles and destroying human desires" that was popular at that time. Creative Background Kunqu Opera·The Peony Pavilion The Peony Pavilion, a work by the painter Liu Wenjin, is one of the representative works of the Ming Dynasty playwright Tang Xianzu and was created in 1598.
The full name is "Return of the Soul in the Peony Pavilion" [4], which is "Return of the Soul", also known as "Return of the Soul" or "Dream of the Peony Pavilion", a legendary script, two volumes, fifty-five episodes, according to It was adapted from the Ming Dynasty's novel "Du Liniang Returns to Soul" and is a representative work of Nanqu in the Ming Dynasty. ***55 is published, describing the love story of Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei.
Exactly: Du Liniang is revived with admiration, and Liu Mengmei is frightened by dreams while visiting the garden. It is called "Four Dreams of Linchuan" together with three other works by Tang Xianzu.
Frequently performed on the stage are "School", "Wandering in the Garden", "Dreams", "Dream Search", "Portrait", "Leaving the Soul", "Picking Up Paintings and Calling Paintings", "Dream" "Judgment", "Secret Couple", "Oath of Darkness", "Return to Soul" and so on. Tang Xianzu was deposed and returned home in the 26th year of Wanli. He gave up his official career and devoted himself to writing until he was old.
Four legendary dramas in his life are relatively famous, "The Peony Pavilion", "Nanke Ji", "Purple Hairpin Ji", "Handan Ji" (also known as "Linchuan Four Dreams"), among which, "The Peony Pavilion" is the most famous, and he himself was very proud of it. He once said: "I have four dreams in my life, and the only place I am proud of is peonies." Shen Defu, a man from the Ming Dynasty, said, "As soon as Tang Yi still published "A Dream in the Peony Pavilion," it was passed down from family to family. Chanting, the price of "West Chamber" will be reduced for a few times."
Content "The Peony Pavilion" is Tang Xianzu's masterpiece and a masterpiece of romanticism in the history of Chinese opera. Through the life and death love story of Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei, the work is filled with romantic ideals of pursuing personal happiness, calling for individual liberation, and opposing the feudal system.
Du Liniang is one of the most touching images of women in Chinese classical literature after Cui Yingying. Through the love and marriage of Du Liniang and Liu Mengmei, she called for the liberation of personality, freedom of love, and autonomy in marriage, and It exposed the destruction of feudal ethics to people's happy life and beautiful ideals. "The Peony Pavilion" is famous for its beautiful diction, its lyrics are organic and interesting, and its music and lyrics take advantage of both the vigorous and turbulent Northern music and the subtle and elegant Southern poetry.
Lu Tiancheng of the Ming Dynasty called it "thrilling, and ingenious, never new, and truly worthy of the ages!" Tang Xianzu said in the "Inscription" of the play: "Those like Du Liniang can be called There is a lover's ear. Love doesn't know where it comes from, and it goes deep.
Living can die, and death can live [5]. Those who live but cannot die, and those who die but cannot be resurrected are not the result of love. "
Read "The Peony Pavilion" and enjoy the feast of words, the love of life and death that travels through time and space, without the help of modern technology, the lingering beauty, the true love spreads across the vast world, and comes here. Brief introduction to the author Tang Xianzu (1550~1616), whose courtesy name means still, and whose nickname is Ruoshi, Hairuo, was a Taoist from Qingyuan and a native of Linchuan, Jiangxi.
Born in a scholarly family, he is upright and dares to speak out. He refuses to rely on the powerful throughout his life, so he often offends people. He took the Jinshi examination in his early years, but failed because he refused to be solicited by Zhang Juzheng, the chief minister of the cabinet.
It was not until the age of thirty-three that he won the Jinshi. After becoming a Jinshi, he refused to become a scholar. 5. Philosophical sentences from "The Peony Pavilion's Dream"
"The Peony Pavilion's Dream" Liniang returned from a trip to the garden and felt sleepy, so she lay down for a few naps, but she had a sweet dream: she dreamed of a young boy. Holding the willow branch, he said to her: "I didn't come here to visit you, but here I am. I happened to break off half a branch of a weeping willow in the garden. Sister, since you are well versed in history, can you write a poem to appreciate this willow?" Liniang didn't answer, but just thought: "I have never met you all my life, why are you here?" Xiaosheng smiled and sang: "Because you are like a beautiful family, the years are like a fleeting time. I feel sorry for myself in my boudoir." " Then he held Liniang's sleeve, turned to the lake and mountain rocks in front of the peony fence, and went to talk.
How could Liniang have a tryst with a stranger in her dream? It turned out that no one had ever spoken to Liniang, who was forbidden by feudal ethics. Her mother, who was closest to her, would say it was not in line with her family education even if she saw her taking a nap, and would not take it seriously if she embroidered a mandarin duck. Liniang is really lonely and longs for someone to care about her and sympathize with her. When the person in the dream utters these eight words, "Time flies like a fleeting time, like a beautiful family like a flower", it is shocking and shocking. How can she not be her confidant? Using willow branches to ask the question is not a common practice in the market. He is not holding out jewelery, but a worthless weeping willow branch. There is a "portrait" in the play, which describes Du Liniang's self-portrait, which shows that she has a high level of artistic accomplishment. In her eyes, artistic value is not equated with practical value and economic value. Every plant and tree can be regarded as human beings. Paintings, but look down upon gold, silver, jewelry, and black gauze and jade belts. At this point, they have the same language again. Spiritual communication was the most important thing in Liniang's eyes. She was happy to be with this person, so she left with him with a gentle tug.
"A Dream in the Garden" is a subtitle of "The Peony Pavilion" by Tang Xianzu, a playwright of the Ming Dynasty. Du Liniang was deeply bound by feudal ethics. One day, she carried her parents and tutor on her back, and went to the back garden with her maid Chunxiang for a spring outing. The flowers were fragrant and the birds were singing, and she was moved by the scenery. After being tired, she went back to her room to rest. In the dream, I met the scholar Liu Mengmei in the garden, and many flower gods came to act as matchmakers for them. Du Liniang's mother came to the bed to wake her daughter up. The mother saw that her daughter was in a trance and told her not to go to the back garden in the future.
Although Du Liniang agreed, she was still chasing the dream in her heart, and soon she became depressed and fell ill.