1. Verses about tallow trees
2. Verses about tallow trees
Verses about tallow trees 1. Verses describing palm trees
1 , the leaves are like new PU green, and the body is like a mess of brocade.
From "Ode to the Palm Tree" by Xu Zhongya, a poet of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem
"Ode to the Palm Tree"
The leaves are like new pudding Green, the body is like a mess of brocade. Let me peel you off thousands of times, and your spirit will soar to the sky.
Translation
The leaves are like new bulrushes, and the body is like brocade cloth tangled randomly. No matter how you peel off the brocade cloth again and again, your expression will not change.
2. The black tallow trees are tall and the palm trees are low, and the tassels on the empty steps peck at the yellow chickens
From the Qing Dynasty poet Yao Xie's "Two Quatrains in Jingli No. 2"
Original poem
"Two Quatrains in Jingli, Part 2"
The tallow trees are tall and the palm trees are low, and the empty steps are left with ears pecking at yellow chickens. I know that the guest has a dream of returning to his hometown, and he will cry at the end of the night at the west wall.
Translation
The tallow trees are taller and the palm trees are lower. Yellow chickens peck at the empty steps. Knowing that the guest has a dream of returning home, he is so slow that the sky above the west wall cries.
3. The wind rustles the cold brown trees, and the moon enters the frosty boudoir.
From "Alone But Not Seeing" by Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai
Original poem
"Alone But Not Seeing"
Whose son does the white horse belong to? Huanglong Frontier fortress.
There is three feet of snow in the Tianshan Mountains, how can it be when traveling far away.
Spring hydrilla suddenly autumn grass, partridge crows in the west pond.
The wind rustles the cold brown trees, and the moon enters the frosty boudoir.
Reminiscing about the year I parted from you, I planted peaches as close to my eyebrows as a moth.
The peaches are now more than a hundred feet tall, and the flowers have fallen into dead branches.
Finally, I can’t see you alone, and I know that I am empty of tears.
Translation
The young man riding gracefully on the white horse is a young man from whose family, he is a conqueror who has made meritorious service in the Longcheng frontier garrison. It's freezing cold today in Tianshan Mountains, and the snow is three feet thick. How can this be a good time for a long trip? The cymbidium orchids in spring suddenly withered and turned into autumn grass, and the beauty in the boudoir has also reached her twilight years. In this lonely late autumn, the sound of squeaking shuttles came from the Quchi.
It was the sound of the wind blowing the cold shuttle, and the moon was accompanied by clear frost, which further revealed the infinite sadness of a woman living deep in her boudoir in autumn. She still remembers the year she separated from her husband, the peach tree planted in front of her door was as tall as her eyebrows. Now the peach tree is more than a hundred feet tall. After decades of flowers blooming and falling, many branches have withered. She never saw her husband return, and only sad tears flowed in vain.
4. The scenery is vast, the smoke is sparse, and the dark brown trees are dense.
From the Tang Dynasty poet Cen Shen's "Composition at Lingyun Temple in Terengganu Province"
Original poem
"Composition at Lingyun Temple in Terengganu Province"
< p> Outside the temple, there are flying birds, green peaks and Zhu towers.Fighting against the wall and jumping into the air, I was so happy that I climbed to the top.
I know that the universe is vast, just look down at the three rivers.
On a clear day, you can see Emei, as if floating on the waves.
The scenery is vast and smoky, and the scenery is dark and brown.
I wish to cut off the middle edge of the area and travel away from the world forever.
The returning wind blows into the tiger's den, and the raindrops act like dragon's rays.
The monk's room is covered with clouds and the summer moon is cold.
When I approached Guo, I saw only a few sailing boats.
There is no clue to victory, and the palace in heaven can be flooded.
An official is in full compliance with the law, and it makes people sad to want to go.
Translation
The courtyard is higher than the flying birds, with a red tower on top of the green peak. Following the cliff to mid-air, I climbed to the top of the mountain with joy. I felt that the universe suddenly opened up, and I looked down at the surging water of the three rivers. The sky is bright and clear, and looking at the eyebrows in the distance, it seems like they are floating on the waves. The smoke shrouded the atmosphere and the trees were lush all around.
I am willing to cut off the fate of this world and roam outside the world forever. The whirlwind blew through the tiger's den, and the rain showers fell from time to time. There are misty clouds between the temples, and there is a cool breeze in summer. Looking down at the surrounding city nearby, and looking at the three fishing boats in the distance. It’s hard to see all the beautiful scenery in front of you, and you can stay in the heavenly palace for as long as you want. Being an official is not worth mentioning, but I feel sad when I resign and leave!
5. The medicine strips are moist and green, and the color is past the brown pavilion and enters the grass pavilion.
From "Four Quatrains·Fourth" written by Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu
Original poem
"Four Quatrains·Fourth"
< p> The medicine strips are moist and green, and the color is past the brown pavilion and enters the grass pavilion.The seedlings are all over the empty mountain and they are ashamed to be praised, and their roots are cowardly in the gaps.
Translation
The branches and leaves of the medicinal herbs grow lush green, and the green color spreads across the palm pavilion and into the grass pavilion. I am not worthy of the reputation of "empty mountains full of seedlings", for I am afraid that their roots will not be able to take shape in the dry and cracked soil.
2. A complete poem about maple trees. I once saw a poem describing maple trees, but I only vaguely remember part of it.
I checked many books published by Shanghai Dictionary Publishing House. This poem has not been included in any dictionary of Song Dynasty poetry.
In the first edition of Ding Chengquan's "Collection of Chinese Landscape Idylls (Volume 1, 2, 3 and 4)" published by Hubei Education Press in October 2003, three poems were found on pages 2096 and 2108 respectively. The first is a quatrain titled "Autumn Mountain" written by Yang Wanli.
Among them are the verses you mentioned: A long-time dyer of tallow trees, he mistakenly made iron soap scarlet.
Xiaofeng drank a lot of wine all night long, but his face was hidden by a lonely pine tree. The other two poems are: "Hugh on the road to the autumn mountains, solitary people, each of the four seasons is new."
The west wind has the hand of the east wind, and the persimmon leaves and maple trees are like spring. Wu leaves are newly yellow, persimmon leaves are red, and there are also black mortar and red maple.
Just say that the mountains are desolate in autumn, and the three and four peaks of the West Lake are embroidered. The above answer is for reference only. I think what you mistakenly remembered as "Xiao Feng stole the wine last night" is not bad in terms of artistic conception.
Here I would like to solemnly express my gratitude to "Milan Nights" for correcting me on a question about Tagore's poems. Thanks.
3. Poems about Luhuadang
The green gauze tent with a white head and a green roof
The ink marks of northern wild geese on the horizon
Thousand-layer rows dancing in the wind Bottom Wave
As the sun sets and thousands of leaves fall, people are silent in autumn
Autumn sorrow is endless and the geese leave people
Winter is approaching and sometimes snow comes in the morning
Spring Awakening of hundreds of flowers and willow catkins
Thousands of mountains in the shade of summer lie hidden in the clouds
The butterflies in the sparse forest are tired and lingering in the silk threads,
The old dreams of calligraphy and ink are lingering.
Poems and paintings of Yangguan Yunling catkins,
Willows like smoke in the green moss water
Things in Jiangcun
Sikong Shu
Returning from fishing without tying up the boat, the moon sets in Jiangcun and it is time to sleep.
Even if the wind blows away all night, it is only by the shallow water of the reed flowers.
Sentences by Zhou Shicheng of the Song Dynasty Yellow reed flowers are rogue in the white moon, tallow leaves are red in autumn and pitiful.
Sentence by Zhang Yizhai, Song Dynasty: Forgetting to stay in the reed field, when I got up, I mistakenly chanted in the snow.
Sentence by Yang Huizhi of the Song Dynasty The maple leaves are dyed with fresh frost, and the wax reed flowers are shining brightly on the bright moon.
Sentence Song Dynasty
Sentence by Zhao Nexuan, Song Dynasty. Outside the door, the wind and bamboos settled for a moment, and the sound of oars swayed out the reed flowers.
A pair of white birds go outside the curtain, and the reeds and flowers are calm, fishing in the boat is leisurely.
West □ Song Dynasty Guo Xiangzheng There are monks and temples far and near, and there are eight or nine in West □.
If you catch fish but there is no place to sell it, you can sell wine to reed catkins.
Six words on Zheshan Road written by Taoist Yongcui, Song Dynasty Zhu Shu Yun Nuan Gang is in danger, and the sun is sinking and the boat is moored on the flat sand.
He went back with a sigh, and the smoke from the kitchen smoked the reed flowers in the distance.
The Fisherman by Zhu Jifang of the Song Dynasty Where is the Fisherman’s home? He is accustomed to staying among the reed flowers and never returns.
Last night it was snowing in Jiangcun, and a hundred dollars bought a coir raincoat.
Send for Review, Song Dynasty, Zhao Fan. The red maples and reeds are white, and the boat is moored at night.
Dreaming about old friends in my life, the drizzle means lovesickness.
Poem of Eight Scenes of Xiaoxiang·Goose Falling on the Pingsha, Song Dynasty Zhang Jing called his lover to go down to the cold pavilion to stay in the calyx of the reed.
When a fisherman passes by in the middle of the night, he gets up and flies down again.
Ten poems titled "Dunze Painting Scroll" by Wang Bai of the Song Dynasty. The river village is surrounded by dense trees, and the eyes are far away when Zhenghong is sent off.
If the dusk sky is not completely clear, who will continue the wind of reed flowers?
Photo of dead trees and fishing villages on the east slope collected by Liu Boxiang, titled Guangfu. Sun Yingshi, Song Dynasty. The setting sun geese shadow the river sky, and the bright moon reeds sleep drunkenly.
I beg you for a leaf of smoke to accompany you on the edge of Xisai Mountain.
Hearing geese by the water, Song Dynasty, Song Boren There are new geese in the reeds, and the water reaches the sky on all sides.
Purity is not the world, and my poems are incomplete.
Four Poems on Hezhimei Hezhou, Song Dynasty, Sima Guang In the quiet Hezhou night, the reeds surround the ruins.
The lonely guest has not slept for a long time, and the light from the window is cold.
One hundred and twenty-three verses by Shi Zuqin of the Song Dynasty The autumn air is desolate and the autumn light is dull.
The egrets fly down into the distant sky, and the bright moon looks like reed flowers.
Qianganjia, Hongzikui, Song Dynasty. Fang Yujiang is flowing red, indicating frost and purple reed flowers.
The distant sail comes quietly, and the gulls pat the clear sky.
Wen Di, Song Dynasty, Dong Sigao The sea water all over the world is still shallow, but the sorrow of the isolated city is deeper.
Who on the boat played the flute and blew it into the reed blossom forest.
Ten Wild Walks by Chen Pu, Song Dynasty. There are several remaining willows in the flowing water, and reed flowers on the two rocks in the west wind.
A guest in the weeds worries about the long journey, and the cows bring home the crows at sunset.
Several fishing boats on the river were embarrassed by the soldiers. Yuan Hongdao, Ming Dynasty. The fishing rods are frosted at dawn, and the clothes are thin and the reeds are scattered.
Even if Yimu was not an official, he was also sent by the official.
The Fisherman, Nalan Xingde, Qing Dynasty, collected the poles and the fallen light was red, and the autumn wind turned into hibiscus.
The person is light and the water is misty, blowing into the reed piccolo.
Verses about tallow trees 1. Verses describing palm trees
1. The leaves are like new pu green, and the body is like a mess of brocade.
From "Ode to the Palm Tree" by Xu Zhongya, a poet of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem
"Ode to the Palm Tree"
The leaves are like new pudding Green, the body is like a mess of brocade. Let me peel you off thousands of times, and your spirit will soar to the sky.
Translation
The leaves are like new bulrushes, and the body is like brocade cloth tangled randomly. Let you peel off the brocade cloth again and again, and your expression and ambition will not change.
2. The black tallow trees are tall and the palm trees are low, and the empty ears are pecking the yellow chickens
From the Qing Dynasty poet Yao Xie's "Two Quatrains in Jingli No. 2"
Original poem
"Two Quatrains in Jingli, Part Two"
The tallow trees are tall and the palm trees are low, and the empty steps are left with ears pecking at yellow chickens. I know that the guest has a dream of returning to his hometown, and he will cry at the end of the night at the west wall.
Translation
The tallow trees are taller and the palm trees are lower. Yellow chickens peck at the empty steps. Knowing that the guest has a dream of returning home, he is so slow that the sky on the west wall cries.
3. The wind rustles the cold brown trees, and the moon enters the frosty boudoir.
From "Alone But Not Seeing" by Tang Dynasty poet Li Bai
Original poem
"Alone But Not Seeing"
Whose son does the white horse belong to? Huanglong Frontier fortress.
There is three feet of snow in the Tianshan Mountains, how can it be when traveling far away.
Spring hydrilla suddenly autumn grass, partridge crows in the west pond.
The wind rustles the cold brown trees, and the moon enters the frosty boudoir.
Reminiscing about the year I parted from you, I planted peaches as close to my eyebrows as a moth.
The peaches are now more than a hundred feet tall, and the flowers have fallen into dead branches.
Finally, I can’t see you alone, and I know that I am empty of tears.
Translation
The young man riding gracefully on the white horse is a young man from someone's family. He is a conqueror who has made meritorious service in the Longcheng border fortress. It's freezing cold today in Tianshan Mountains, and the snow is three feet thick. How can this be a good time for a long trip? The cymbidium orchids in spring suddenly withered and turned into autumn grass, and the beauty in the boudoir has also reached her twilight years. In this lonely late autumn, the sound of squeaking shuttles came from the Quchi.
It was the sound of the wind blowing the cold shuttle, and the moon was accompanied by clear frost, which further revealed the infinite sadness of a woman living deep in her boudoir in autumn. She still remembers the year she separated from her husband, the peach tree planted in front of her door was as tall as her eyebrows. Now the peach tree is more than a hundred feet tall. After decades of flowers blooming and falling, many branches have withered. She never saw her husband return, and only sad tears flowed in vain.
4. The scenery is vast, the smoke is sparse, and the dark brown trees are dense.
From "Composition at Lingyun Temple in Terengganu Prefecture" written by Cen Shen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty
Original poem
"Composition at Lingyun Temple in Terengganu Prefecture"
< p> Outside the temple, there are flying birds, green peaks and Zhu towers.Fighting against the wall and jumping into the air, I was so happy that I climbed to the top.
I know that the universe is vast, just look down at the three rivers.
On a clear day, you can see Emei, as if floating on the waves.
The scenery is vast and smoky, and the scenery is dark and brown.
I wish to cut off the middle edge of the area and travel away from the world forever.
The returning wind blows into the tiger's den, and the raindrops act like dragon's rays.
The monk's room is covered with clouds and the summer moon is cold.
Turn around and approach Guo, only a few people can see the boat.
There is no clue to victory, and the palace in heaven can be flooded.
An official is in full compliance with the law, and it makes people sad to want to leave.
Translation
The courtyard is higher than the flying birds, with a red tower on top of the green peak. Following the cliff to mid-air, I climbed to the top of the mountain with joy. I felt that the universe suddenly opened up, and I looked down at the surging water of the three rivers. The sky is bright and clear, and looking at the eyebrows in the distance, it seems like they are floating on the waves. The smoke shrouded the atmosphere and the trees were lush all around.
I am willing to cut off the fate of this world and roam outside the world forever. The whirlwind blew through the tiger's den, and the rain showers fell from time to time. There are misty clouds between the temples, and there is a cool breeze in summer. Looking down at the surrounding city nearby, and looking at the three fishing boats in the distance. It’s hard to see all the beautiful scenery in front of you, and you can stay in the heavenly palace for as long as you want. Being an official is not worth mentioning, but I feel sad when I resign and leave!
5. The medicine strips are moist and green, and the color is past the brown pavilion and enters the grass pavilion.
From "Four Quatrains·Fourth" written by Tang Dynasty poet Du Fu
Original poem
"Four Quatrains·Fourth"
< p> The medicinal strips are moist and green, and the color is past the brown pavilion and enters the grass pavilion.The seedlings are all over the empty mountain and they are ashamed to be praised, and their roots are cowardly in the gaps.
Translation
The branches and leaves of the medicinal herbs grow lush green, and the green color spreads across the palm pavilion and into the grass pavilion. I am not worthy of the reputation of "empty mountains full of seedlings", for I am afraid that their roots will not be able to take shape in the dry and cracked soil.
2. A complete poem about maple trees. I once saw a poem describing maple trees, but I only vaguely remember part of it.
I checked many books published by Shanghai Dictionary Publishing House. This poem has not been included in any dictionary of Song Dynasty poetry.
In the first edition of Ding Chengquan's "Collection of Chinese Landscape Idylls (Volume 1, 2, 3 and 4)" published by Hubei Education Press in October 2003, three poems were found on pages 2096 and 2108 respectively. The first is a quatrain titled "Autumn Mountain" written by Yang Wanli. Among them are the verses you mentioned: A long-time dyer of tallow trees, he mistakenly made iron soap scarlet.
Xiaofeng drank a lot of wine all night long, but his face was hidden by a lonely pine tree. The other two poems are: "Hugh on the road to autumn mountains, solitary people, each of the four seasons is new."
The west wind has the hand of the east wind, and the persimmon leaf maple forest is a special kind of spring. Wu leaves are newly yellow, persimmon leaves are red, and there are also black mortar and red maple.
Just say that the mountains are desolate in autumn, and the three and four peaks of the West Lake are embroidered. The above answer is for reference only. I think what you mistakenly remembered as "Xiao Feng stole the wine last night" is not bad in terms of artistic conception.
Here I would like to solemnly express my gratitude to "Milan Nights" for correcting me on a question about Tagore's poems. Thanks.
3. Poems about the plow
1. The mandarin ducks sleep in pairs at night, and a pear tree presses the begonia. (Su Dongpo)
2. Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. (Cen Shen)
3. The jade face is lonely and full of tears, and a pear blossom brings rain in spring. (Bai Juyi)
4. The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green. When the catkins fly, the city is filled with flowers. (Su Dongpo)
5. The red sleeves are woven and the persimmon stems are praised, and the green flag is selling wine while the pear blossoms are blooming. (Li Shangyin)
6. Build a pile of pear blossoms and a pile of snow, who will be leaning on the railing next year? (Du Mu)
7. The sunset is getting dusk through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears. It's late in spring in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed. (Liu Fangping)
8. Although the old mountains are here, it doesn’t matter, and I want to spend the late spring in Chang’an. A pear tree and a stream of moon, I wonder who it belongs to tonight? (Anonymous "Miscellaneous Poems")
9. Open the red lips, the golden wind blows the cinnamon seeds, calls out the residual dreams, and the gentle rain of pear blossoms. ("Jade Butterfly")
10. Xueling Songbian Road, Yuehan Lake Village. Misty pear blossoms enter the dream cloud. Patrol, the small eaves are fragrant and the trees are spring. Jiang Mei Xin, a green bird crows to people. ("[Nanlu] Jinzi Jing·Meibian" by Xiaoling, Wuzhen, Yuan Dynasty)
The above is for reference.
4. Chinese tallow tree composition in winter
Sometimes I think, if I have a choice, I would like to be a tree.
Some people have some preferences that even I can’t explain the reasons for. Just like I love trees and flowers more than animals. If I really want to tell you why, I just think that plants are more beautiful than animals and can make people think more deeply.
Standing trees cannot run or migrate like birds and animals, but they have inherent vitality and grow little by little with the annual rings, even for thousands of years. The animal kingdom, as Darwin said in the theory of evolution, is a world of the weak and the strong. Unlike plants, everything comes from natural gifts, such as sunlight, rain, soil and wind. It does not need to compete for plunder and has no competition with the world.
Among the four seasons of the year, I like the trees in late autumn and cold winter the most. Tagore said that the summer flowers are gorgeous and the autumn leaves are quiet. Du Mu said that "frost leaves are redder than February flowers." In Du Mu's eyes, autumn leaves are better than Flowers of spring and summer. Among the poets of the past dynasties, Du Mu probably understood the beauty of autumn and winter trees best.
However, compared to his beloved red maple, I prefer the little-known tallow tree. My fondness for tallow trees originated from a misty spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River. I was sitting by the car window and accidentally saw tallow trees one after another, looming among the willow branches on the other side, like a smoky scroll. , slowly unfolding from before your eyes.
Once, when autumn was getting stronger, I was standing in front of a bookstall by the lake. I saw a tallow tree near the water, red and yellow, red and golden. Under the sunlight, the tree body was as red as cinnabar. It's like dazzling flames dancing in the air. If you think about it carefully, there are very few flowers, plants and trees that are black, and there are even fewer plants named after black.
According to the "Compendium of Materia Medica", the black tallow tree is named because crows like to eat its seeds; and the mortar is named because the root of the wood is black and rotten when the wood is old. He also said that there are many tallow trees in Pingze in the south. Indeed, as early as in the countryside of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, tallow trees were very common.
I remember one year during the Qingming Festival, I went to visit the graves with my father. He pointed to two isolated trees in the mountains and said: "This is Xizi (a homophone in the local dialect), which is a Feng Shui tree." I learned from him. Looking in the direction of your finger, you can see the bare and steep tree trunks, like vigorous wild grass, and like Lady Gongsun dancing her sword in the air in Du Shi's works, endlessly circling.
He also said that in ancient times, Feng Shui masters would look at the trees in the village and know whether there would be a big shot here. I felt like I had a lump in my throat for a moment, speechless. The fate of a village of people and a village of trees breathing the same breath is a bit hard to fathom.
The catalpa tree is the Chinese tallow tree. No wonder in the winter, it is common to see groups of jackdaws perching among the tallow tree branches. But the children did not dare to approach it because their family had warned them not to touch this tree, saying it would sting people. When they grew up, they found out that there was a kind of caterpillar on the tree that could sting people, so it was also called the spicy tree (local dialect). homophonic).
There are also crows, which are regarded as unlucky by the villagers, so children stay away from this tree. Tracing the history of the Chinese tallow tree, the earliest book that recorded it was Jia Sixie's "Essential Art of Qi Min". It is estimated that this tree has a history of more than 1,400 years.
Before the Tang and Song Dynasties, tallow trees were only seen in a few sporadic ancient poems. The people who most understand the beauty of the tallow tree are probably the people of the Song Dynasty. It often appears in the poems and ink of people at that time.
In Lu Fangweng's eyes, "the tallow trees are as red as the maples in the garden in February"; Lin Hejing saw that "the black mortar trees at the head of Jinzi Peak were already red before the slight frost fell"; Xin Qiji was "planted by hand in front of the door" The tallow trees are now thousands of feet green." At the same time, tallow trees have also become a feature of painters' paintings. The Palace Museum has the anonymous Song Dynasty's "Towberry Bird Picture" and "Frost Tallow Mountain Bird Picture". These two ancient paintings tell the story of the most beautiful season of the tallow tree: 1. It is the red leaves after frost in late autumn. First, in the cold winter when all the leaves have fallen, the tallow tree tops look like early plum blossoms from a distance, attracting literary birds to stop here frequently.
Putting aside the folk prejudice against crows, in fact, as early as the Zhou Dynasty, crows were regarded as divine birds. There is a legend that "crows bring good news and the prosperity of Zhou Dynasty begins"; from a Confucian perspective, crows It also has the character of "loyalty and filial piety"; current scientific research also proves that crows may be the most intelligent animals besides humans. Birds and jackdaws like to live in tallow trees, probably because this tree is both beautiful and practical. My father said that when he was a child, every household used soap, lamp oil, etc., all from tallow trees. Villagers Have respect for this tree.
However, in today’s rural villages, which are increasingly fond of modernization, people no longer need to rely on tallow trees for daily necessities. The relationship between people and trees is gradually drifting away, and even the jackdaws are nowhere to be seen. Rarely used to live there, it seems a bit lonely in the wilderness.