The original operator Yongmei [Song] Lu You's position is to break the bridge, and he is lonely. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, sad enough, but destroyed by wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to try their best to compete for favor, and they don't care about the jealousy and rejection of flowers. Even if it withers, grinds into mud and turns to dust, plum blossoms still exude a faint fragrance as always.
Appreciate the title of "Yongmei". This poem "The Diviner" expresses his lonely, elegant and clean interest. This is exactly the same as Mr. Lian Xi (Zhou Dunyi) who only loves lotus flowers, which are clear and not evil, and uses lotus flowers as a metaphor. The author also uses plum blossoms as a metaphor.
Lu You once praised plum blossom "The more awe-inspiring the snow, the stronger the integrity in the flower" ("Falling Plum"). Plum blossoms are so beautiful and unique that many flowers are produced, but "now" is actually open outside the post station in the country. The dilapidated "broken bridge" is naturally inaccessible and lonely, and plum blossoms have always been neglected.
From this sentence, we can know that it is neither a plum in the government nor a plum in a famous garden, but a "wild plum" growing in a remote suburb. It can't get the care it deserves, let alone be appreciated.
With the metabolism of the four seasons, it opens silently and withers silently. They're all alone and at a loss-who's in charge? This is a plum without a master.
In the sentence "Loneliness without a Master", the author pours his feelings into the objective scenery. The first sentence is situational language, which is already a love story. Sunset dusk, twilight hazy, this lonely plum blossom, how to bear this desolation? Just "sad"-and "lonely", echoing the "lonely" in the previous sentence.
The broken bridge, dusk and dusk outside the post are already lonely and sad, adding more melancholy rain and deepening loneliness. The word "more" is very powerful. The first three sentences seem to describe the dilemma of plum blossom, but the second sentence, "the rain of the tiller", breaks the previous "limit" like a heavy hammer.
This kind of sadness seems unbearable, and the emotional rendering has reached a climax. However, despite the cold environment, it is still "open". It, "all trees are cold and colorless, and the south branch is alone" (Daoyuan); It, "Xiang Xuehai dares to make thousands of flowers, and it is unique and leads the world in spring" (Yang Weizhen).
The last four sentences only say that Meihua is in a bad situation, which is just an "open" word for Meihua, but its stubbornness and tenacity are self-evident The landscape on the surface depicts plum blossoms blooming alone in the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms grow in remote "broken bridges outside the post" and "lonely cities without owners". They are not carefully planted by people, but lonely and open. It's dusk, and it's stormy.
In this twilight, plum blossoms that stand upright and open alone will inevitably be lonely and helpless, not to mention the harsh environment and the stormy weather. This is really a deep sigh.
The following lyrics mainly describe two virtues of plum blossom. "I have no intention of fighting for spring, and every group of people will be jealous." One of its advantages is that it is not artificial, vain and does not compete with flowers for spring. In the cold winter, it is aloof and open, and its indifference makes it open-minded and jealous! Its second advantage is noble and upright, even if it is reduced to the point of turning mud into dust, its smell is still the same.
These words are meaningful. When the author wrote this word, he was demoted for urging the use of troops to resist gold. Therefore, he used "flowers" as a metaphor for a villain in the officialdom at that time, and plum blossoms as a metaphor for his determination to stick to moral integrity despite difficulties.
This poem writes a proud and unyielding plum blossom with a fresh artistic conception, which is a metaphor for a person's perseverance, delicate brushwork and profound meaning. It is the swan song of Yongmei's ci. Shang Kun concentrated on the difficult situation of Meihua, and it did have "troubles".
From an artistic point of view, when the author writes his worries, he doesn't have the usual metaphor of employing people and poets, and writes his worries in this way and that way, but uses environment, time and natural phenomena to contrast them. Kuang Zhouyi said: "Words take God from a distance and only describe the scenery, while God speaks for himself. This is a master."
("Hui Feng Hua Ci") In other words, the author describes so many "landscapes" in order to obtain the "divine purpose" of plum blossoms; "Those who are deeper than romance are good at writing landscapes" (Tian Tongzhi's xipu Ci). The four sentences of Shangque can be said to be "double paintings of scenes".
Let readers feel the author's mood in a specific environment-feel sadness from a series of landscapes. It also allows readers to gradually step into the author's state of mind.
Send me a message. Plum blossom, it blooms the earliest.
"All the trees are frozen and ready to fold, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely" (Miracle); "I don't know if the recent spray started first, but I suspect it didn't disappear after the winter snow" (Zhang Wei). It is it that ushered in spring.
But it "has no intention of fighting for spring." In spring, hundreds of flowers are in full bloom, competing for novelty and beauty, while plum blossoms do not "compete for spring". Han Ling starts first, only the sincerity to welcome the spring.
People who are "bitter" are desperate, desperate and try their best. Satire the square group from the side.
Plum blossoms are not meant to compete with each other. Even if Fang Qun is jealous, it is their own business. Let's be jealous for a while. In writing, writing and writing are completely intertwined.
It is a natural phenomenon that the vegetation is heartless and the flowers fall in bloom. However, it implies that the author's unfortunate experience exposes the shameless behavior of those who steal peace.
Saying "striving for spring" is a metaphor for personnel; "Jealousy" is beyond the reach of vegetation. These two sentences show Lu You's aloof character, his character of never interacting with flatterers and flatterers, and his unyielding pride of not being afraid of slander and preserving himself.
The last few words take the "unique style" of plum blossom a step further: "Scattered into mud, ground into dust, but the fragrance remains unchanged". The previous sentence inherited Shang Kun's miserable situation of loneliness, no ownership, sunset at dusk and wind and rain.
These seven words have been frustrated four times: "fallen flowers", which can't stand the devastation of wind and rain, and plum blossoms have fallen. This is the first floor. It's on the second floor. Mud and water are mixed. You can't tell which is the flower and which is the mud.
Judging from the word "grinding", it shows the ruthlessness of the destroyer and the situation of the victim, which is the third layer. As a result, the plum blossom was destroyed and trampled to ashes.
Here you are.
2. Does it mean that the plum blossom is unknown, and the poems of selfless dedication are scattered into mud and crushed into dust, and only the fragrance remains.
Original: No dynasty: Song Author: Lu Youyi outside the broken bridge, alone. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual.
There is a broken bridge outside the post station, and the plum blossoms bloom alone, and no one asks. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, sad enough, but destroyed by wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to try their best to compete for favor, and they don't care about the jealousy and rejection of flowers. Even if it withers, grinds into mud and turns to dust, plum blossoms still exude a faint fragrance as always.
About the author: Lu You (1125165438+1October13 ~1210 65438+1. Word service concept,no. released.
Han nationality, Yinshan Yuezhou (now Shaoxing, Zhejiang) people. When I was young, I was influenced by patriotic thoughts at home. When Emperor Gaozong was young, I should try it, which Qin Gui admired.
Filial piety makes a scholar. Middle-aged into Shu, devoted to military life, the official to Baozhangge to be built.
Retire to another country in his later years. He has written all his life, and now there are more than 9 thousand songs, which are extremely rich in content.
Together with Wang Anshi, Su Shi and Huang Tingjian, they are also called "Four Great Masters of Song Dynasty", and together with Yang Wanli, Fan Chengda and You Mao, they are also called "Four Great Masters of Zhongxing". He is the author of Poems of Jiannan, Collected Works of Weinan, Book of Southern Tang Dynasty, Notes on Old Ann Studies, etc.
3. A poem symbolizing the selfless dedication of plum blossom. There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. I have no intention of striving for spring. Every group of people are jealous, and they are all smashed into mud and crushed into ashes. Only the fragrance remains unchanged.
Plum blossoms first bloom, Li Dongfeng is westerly, and leaves are empty in the mountains. Only plum blossoms can't be blown out, and they are still new and white.
Hongmei Su Shi believes in Hongmei every year, and the river hangs down to open. Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots.
At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, plum trees were tall and reflected Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white.
I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question. Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends?
Lin Bu, Xiaomei, a mountain garden, has a variety of customs. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
The frost bird wants to get a glimpse first, but if the butterfly knows that it has lost its soul, it is fortunate that it has a whisper, so it is not necessary to be good at the golden urn. A plum tree in front of Plum Blossom Ginger Bai Yutang suddenly saw several bloom flowers today.
Several doors are closed, how can Chunguang come in? Xue Mei (1) Lu Meipo Xue Mei refused to surrender for the sake of spring, and the poet stopped writing and commented on this chapter. The snow in Mei Xu Xun is white, but it has lost the fragrance of Mei. Xue Mei (II) There was a man in Lu Meipo who had no snow and no spirit, snow and no poetry.
The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs. Plum blossoms Wang Anshi counted the plum blossoms in the corner, and cold ling opened them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. The early plum blossom is called cold plum and white jade belt tree, which is near the village stream bridge.
I don't know whether it will start in the near future, but it is suspected that it has not been sold by Chun Xue. Yongmei Mao Zedong, an operator in Oracle Bone Inscriptions, sent spring home in the wind and rain.
Although the icicles on the cliff are still hanging for miles. There is a sweet flower in it. Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes. Operator? Yongmei Lu You Post broke the bridge, and it was lonely.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain. Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Even after autumn, when it is ground into dirt and turned into dust, plum blossoms still emit fragrance as usual. Mo Mian, the first tree on the shore of Xiyan Lake in my home, has a light ink mark.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. Mo Mei lives in bamboo slips and doesn't hate the waste painters of Danqing, so she doesn't need to be different but consistent.
Jade capacity is not as good as western Western jackdaw color, so it is different from Han Palace. The newly blooming plum blossoms have long been frozen, and the lonely roots are warm and lonely.
In front of the village in Zita Law, a branch was opened last night. Shuibian Village, a valley near Zhanggang Mountain in Momei, was once robbed by flowers.
I still hate Dongfeng, but I hate it even more. Mo Mei, a painter in Zhao Bingwen, doesn't make powder and fat noodles, but she is afraid that others will think I am straight.
We didn't know each other when we met. Xia Fu never cut a jade man. Yimei, Li Shangyin, settled in Tianya, and she didn't want to let things happen.
Samuume is the most offensive thing, because the old one is regarded as the flower that opened last year. In the snow forest in Wang Mian, Bai Mei, this body is mixed with peaches and plums.
Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li. Mei Wangqi is not affected by dust at all, and bamboo fences and huts are willing.
Just because I misunderstood Lin Hejing, I let the poet say this sentence. Playing chess with Xue Zhaoming and betting on plum blossom poems lost a poem by Wang Anshi of Fahua, "Looking for Spring and Seeing Plum Blossoms", and there was a pile of snow on the road.
Fengcheng Nanmo remembers its year, and it is difficult to come with the post. In front of Mei Gong's sex, only plum blossoms are lonely.
The bright moon is like water every day, and the wine wakes up to listen to Yu Di. Plum blossoms fall in winter, and the northwest cold wind blows.
Unique plum blossoms fall, no branches float. Nostalgia chasing frost, walking under the ice.
Speaking of spring, * * * reflects the words of Furong. 1 1 Go to Fufeng in the middle of the month to see plum blossoms, Li Shangyin, graceful and untimely.
Chang 'e is accompanied by moonlight, looking indifferent; Blue jade girl is colder than frost. Empty hands full of plum blossoms, but I don't know where to send them; And plum blossom's sad parting happened to meet me, heartbroken.
Who is the morning show for? Don't keep the old days. On a cold night, Du Leike came to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup was boiling red.
As usual, it's different when there are plum blossoms in the previous month. After the snow, plum blossoms are in full bloom. Under the lights, the city is full of peaches and plums looking at Dong Jun, and wintersweet is not in spring.
A few windows are quiet, and the garden is fresh and refreshing. 19 1 1 In the winter of last year, the shadow of Jiang Kui dispersed and the snow was brought to Shihu.
Stop for two months, give simple sentences and sign new voices to do these two songs. Shi Hu was amused, and prostitutes moved to Xi, where syllables were harmonious, so she was named Dimfragrance and Thin Shadow.
Dimfragrance, the old moonlight, look at me more, playing the flute in Bian Mei. Arouse jade people and climb regardless of the cold.
He Xun is old now, and he has forgotten the spring breeze. But the strange flowers are sparse outside the bamboo, and the fragrance is cold into the Yao mat.
Jiangguo is silent. Sighed away, the snow began to accumulate at night.
Cui Zunyi cried, and the red calyx was silent and nostalgic. Chang Ji once joined hands, and thousands of trees overwhelmed the West Lake.
Piece by piece, blow it out, when can I see it? Thin shadows adorn jade, there are small bluebirds, and branches stay together.
Meet in the guest, hedge corner dusk, nothing to lean on bamboo. Zhao Jun doesn't like Hu Shayuan, but remembers Jiangnan and Jiangbei.
I want to wear a ring and come back on a moonlit night to become this flower. I still remember the old story of the palace. The man sleeps and flies near the moth green.
There is nothing better than the spring breeze, no matter what it is, it has already arranged for the golden house to hide its beauty. I also taught a song "Go with the Flow", but I complained about the sorrow of Yulong.
When you come to find incense again, you have entered the small window banner. Li Qingzhao, a lonely goose, wrote plum blossom poems, which became vulgar as soon as they were written.
If you try to write an article, you will know that the preface doesn't match the latter. The paper tent on the rattan bed is sleeping, endless, and there is no good mind.
Shen cigarettes break the jade furnace cold, and I feel like water. The flute sounded three times, the plum blossom was broken, and the spring was full.
The small wind dispersed the rain and rustled, but it also urged a thousand tears. Who is heartbroken when the bagpiper goes to Yulou? A 10% discount is worth a lot of money, and no one gives it.
Linjiangxian. Mei Qingzhao's courtyard is deep and deep, and the cloud window and fog pavilion are in the Spring Festival Evening. Who is haggard and detrimental to the appearance? Just dream at night. It should be Nanzhi.
Jade thin sandalwood light infinite hate, south building Qiang tube Hugh blowing. Who knows that the strong fragrance blows, the warm wind is late, and not going to apricot flowers makes people charming. After the pavilion was opened, I felt that Li Qingzhao was jade and fragrant, and Zita Law was brown. I hate going to see May later this year.
Jiang Lou Chu Guan, the cloud is far away. On a sunny day forever, leaning against the fence, the green curtain hangs low.
Sitting in front of the statue, the wine is full and the song is broken. Southern branches can be inserted, but they need to be cut frequently. Don't wait for the west building, do some strong management.
Li Qingzhao, a proud fisherman, knows that spring is coming in the snow, and the cold plum is dotted with delicate branches, and his face is charming. In court, Jade Man put on new makeup. Nature may have done it on purpose, so the moon is taught exquisitely.
* * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group. Yulouchun Hongmei, Li Qingzhao and Hongsu are willing to cut Qiong Yao to pieces and explore the southern branches everywhere? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite.
The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window. If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty.
6. It makes Yan believe in snow, melodious spring news, new enmity among people, beautiful willows, or that there are few geese in the south. The brocade word is unprovoked, and Baochai Yao Xi, in the sound of colorful strings, spelled it as honour before returning to the guest.
At the thought of thinning plums, the end of the month is fragrant and white. If not, who will pick branches around the Millennium? Don't be afraid of the distance.
4. In the poem Yongmei, plum blossom is praised as selfless and silent dedication. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Bu operator
ode to the plum blossom
Mao Zedong
196 1 year1February
Reading Lu You's Yongmei Ci is the opposite.
The spring departed in wind and rain; With flying snow it’s back again.
The cliffs in the county town are already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
(First published in People's Literature Publishing House1963,65438+February Edition of Poems of Chairman Mao)
To annotate ...
1, Baizhang Ice: describes icicles as long.
2. Joe: Handsome and cheerful.
3, do not compete for spring: different flowers compete for beauty.
4. Brilliant: blooming, blooming dazzling.
5. Plum blossom's practical and selfless poem Wang Anshi's "Mei" has several plum blossoms in the corner, which are alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance. Su Dongpo's "Red Plum" believes in red plums every year, and the river is drooping.
Take care of your feelings and send spring directly to your roots. The stone "To Meiling" is full of plum blossoms, and pedestrians are not allowed to come.
Don't take advantage of the plum to taste the boiling wine, but watch the drizzle ripen the plum. Bai Juyi's Newly Planted Plums is not afraid of the jealousy of Changzhou peaches and plums. Seven newly planted plums are planted by the pool, and I want to check them when they bloom.
This year is a good year for your majesty. Wang Yuan cotton plum blossom in March, east wind blowing snow, green mountains and green waters in central Hunan.
No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge. Wang Yuan Mian's "Bai Mei" was written in a forest of ice and snow, with a mixture of peaches and plums.
Suddenly, the fragrance of the night was scattered like a dry spring in Wan Li. The "Momei" of Wang Yuan cotton is in full bloom on a tree near the West Wild Goose Lake in my home.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. Li Qingzhao's "The Fisherman's Pride" knows spring in the snow, and the cold plum is dotted with delicate branches and half a face. In court, Jade Man put on new makeup.
Nature may have done it on purpose, so the moon is taught exquisitely. * * * bounty honor green ant, don't get drunk. This flower is inferior to the flowers in the group.
Li Qingzhao's "Jade House Spring". Red plum is red and crisp, willing to beat Qiong Yao to pieces, and explore the southern branches everywhere? I don't know how long I have borrowed it, but I see it is infinite. The Taoist priest is haggard, bored and unhappy at the bottom of the spring window.
If you want to look down on it, come and rest. It may not be that there was no wind in the Ming Dynasty. Liu Zongyuan's "Early Plum" rises in the morning and reflects Chu Tianbi.
The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white. I want to fold it and send it thousands of miles away, but there is no way to answer the question.
Seeing that the cold winter is about to wither, what can be used to comfort the thoughts of distant friends? Jiang Mei (Du Fu) has many plum blossoms in his early years.
I never know that spring is good, what is the most annoying thing? The snow trees are the same color, and the river wind is its own school. I can't see my hometown, and the witch is gloomy and rugged.
Yongmei (Lu You) broke the bridge outside the post station and opened the door lonely. Being alone at night is more worried about the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Scattered into dust, only the fragrance remains.
In Yongmei (Mao Zedong), wind and rain send spring home, and snow welcomes spring. This is a cliff full of ice, especially beautiful flowers.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it. When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.