Appreciation Dictionary of Song Ci Poems Huang Xiaomai Huang Xiaomai Series: Appreciation Dictionary of Song Ci Poems Dictionary of Appreciation of Song Ci Poems Huang Xiaomai
Hunan Spring Night Moon Huang Xiaomai Near the Qingming Festival, the souls of green birds are lost on the branches of green birds. It's a pity that all the clear songs are given to the dusk. I want to kiss the willow flowers and whisper, but I am afraid that the willow flowers will be frivolous and will hurt the spring. Traveling and staying in Chuxiang, feeling tender and farewell, who can be with tenderness? The Lord of the Sky weeps at night, the green mountains are silent, and the remaining light shines on the door. In front of the jade tower, there is only a wave of Xiangshui, swaying Xiangyun. The sky is long and the dream is short, when will I see peach root again? The second is: 1. There is no one in the world who can cut off the traces of sorrow in the heart. 2.
Note 1st order: this is the case in many cases. The same as "this". 2. Bingdao: The scissors of Bingzhou (now Taiyuan, Shanxi) were famous for their sharpness at that time.
The meaning of the word is approaching the Qingming Festival, and the call of the kingfisher on the branches is sad and moving. It's a pity that all this clear song is given to the lonely dusk. I want to whisper my heartfelt music to Liu Hua, but I am afraid that Liu Hua is frivolous and does not understand people's heartache for spring. I am wandering alone in the southern country of Chu, full of tenderness, don’t hate, who can give me a little tenderness? The empty wine glass seems to be crying for me, the speechless Qingshan seems to be sad for me, and a ray of setting sun shines slantingly on the courtyard door. In front of the gorgeous building, there is only the long pool of Xiangshui, reflecting the long and gentle swaying Xiangyun. The boring days are so long, but the dreams are so short. Please tell me, when will I be able to meet my lover? This scene is really sad. Even in the whole world, there is no Bingzhou knife or scissors that can cut off the myriad of sorrows in my heart.
Appreciation This word describes the feeling of hurting spring and cherishing others. It embodies the sigh that no one can say anything about the deterioration of national affairs. It seems to be about the sadness of parting, but in fact it uses the kingfisher to hurt the spring as a metaphor. Faced with the country's deteriorating critical situation, he expresses his own unspeakable pain and sorrow. The whole poem has a dense structure, beautiful artistic conception, clear words, and a series of beautiful sentences. It is a graceful and graceful masterpiece.