(Tang) Bai Juyi
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Sweet, they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
This is an exam-oriented exercise, which is said to have been written by Bai Juyi when he was sixteen. According to the provisions of the imperial examination, the word "fu" must be added to all the designated questions, which is similar to poetry. Farewell to Grass in the Ancient Plain is to express farewell to friends through the description of weeds in the ancient plain.
The first sentence of the poem, "the vast grass crosses the plain", closely follows the title "ancient grass" and describes the lush spring grass with the overlapping word "Li Li". The second sentence "Come and go with the four seasons", and then write the law that weeds in the original world wither in autumn and flourish in spring, and the years are endless. The third sentence and the fourth sentence, "Wildfire didn't completely burn them, but they grew taller in the spring breeze", one wrote "withered" and the other wrote "glorious", all of which showed the meaning of "withered and glorious". No matter how ruthless the fire is, as long as the spring breeze blows, green weeds are everywhere, vividly demonstrating the tenacious vitality of weeds. The fifth and sixth sentences "Incense them to the old high road and reach the crumbling city gate" describe the spread of spring grass and the vast green fields with "invasion" and "connection", and "ancient road" and "desolate city" point out the places that friends are about to experience. The last two sentences, "My friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you", pointed out the original intention of farewell. The metaphor of endless lush spring grass is filled with vilen's feelings of farewell, with a blend of scenes and endless charm. The composition of the whole poem is rigorous, the language is natural, smooth and neat, the scenery is lyrical and harmonious, and the artistic conception is muddy. It can be called the swan song in Tuofu, "Grassing across the plain, coming and going with the seasons,
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. "
When I was in primary school n years ago, the teacher simply described the tenacity of weed vitality and so on. Nowadays, these grasses can be described as many things, such as honest officials who plead for the people, worrying about the country and the people, and missing someone, all of which have gone through more and more different times. Looking back on one thing, I have a different understanding.