Gaoshi
Chu Palace's dangerous crown and wide sleeve makeup make you cool at night.
Ever since I knocked the Hosta on the bamboo, I have sung a song "Song Like Frost".
This poem was written by Zhang, with an absurd story. According to legend, there was a grassland official Zhang in the Tang Dynasty, and his daughter was suddenly enchanted by the fox demon in the ancient grave of Gao surname in the backyard, claiming to be Gao, and wrote this poem (Full Tang Poetry, Volume 867). Although this collateral encounter is quite disappointing, it also makes people think: perhaps it is because this poem is natural and seems to have the help of God that the busybodies at that time made up such nonsense.
The content of the poem seems to have no deep meaning, but it creates an elegant and ethereal artistic conception. In the dark blue sky, a round of autumn moon hangs high, and in the cool leisure room, you whisper with broken steps. The beat of Sion and Hosta knocking on bamboo is floating in the silent night sky, and Frost Moon outlines a girl with a crown and wide sleeves. Artistic conception is the fusion of emotion and scenery. In this poem, the scenery is written with the modality of the characters, and the interest of the characters is deepened through several simple scenery embellishments. Seeing the scenery from emotion and seeing each other from scenery are the remarkable characteristics of this poem. "Gong Chu Makeup with Dangerous Crown and Wide Sleeves" is a kind of southern aristocratic women's dress with high crown, wide sleeves and narrow waist. This elegant makeup beam obviously makes people want to see the graceful charm of girls. From the "step", we can see the emptiness of the courtyard and her lofty elegance, while the "leisure court" embodies the carefree expression of the girl singing while walking. With its coolness and leisure, Cold at Night dyed a cool and pleasant night in autumn. The quiet night opened the girl's heart, and the cool autumn promoted the girl's poetry. She couldn't help taking off the Hosta from the bun, knocking on the bamboo under the steps, and singing in a clear voice. It is a custom for people in Tang and Song Dynasties to clap women's hands to sing. There is a saying in Yan's "Huanxi Yarn" that "if you want to sing, you should lean on your eyebrows first, and the song will eventually damage Baochai Liang". It's a scene where a singer is sent away with the sound of a stopped cloud. It's charming, but it's a little intense. The girl in this poem is narcissistic, does not seek a confidant, and is convinced.
The title of this poem is Listening to a Female Song, so Qing Qu is actually a poem. Ancient poems could have been sung, but the word "Song Qing" is directly used here, which shows that a girl's Long song will sound as mellow and sweet as Qing Qu. Don't write moonlight in the first three sentences, wait until a song is finished, and then point out the word "the moon is like frost", which not only adds the most wonderful stroke to the artistic conception of the poem, but also renders the musical effect of the girl poem. The poet used frosty moonlight to contrast the silence around him, making the word "frost" correspond to "cold night", revealing the coldness of the girl's mood after singing and the inexplicable melancholy brought to the listener, thus forming the realm of "silence is better than sound" at the end, leaving an endless charm.
The combination of lyrical beauty of painting and lyrical beauty of pictures is the common feature of many famous works in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. This poem is about women, but it washes away the fragrance of powder, making people feel more beautiful, profound and lasting, detached from the secular, natural and elegant, and it is also a rare masterpiece in the poetry world of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
The focus of this poem is not to write about moonlight, but to describe a sad and lonely artistic conception. The woman suspected of being a female ghost, on a moonlit night, is full of worries and sings her bitterness and helplessness and indescribable beauty according to the beat of knocking on bamboo.
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