Ode to the River and Sound of Dreams
A remnant sun is spreading in the water, with pinyin: y and dà y and dà o cá n yá ng pü shu ǐ zhng s ū ng?
Half the river rustles and half the river is red. Pinyin: bàn jiāng sè sè bàn jiāng hóng?
Poor third watch in September, pinyin: kliá nji ǔ yuè chā nyè.
Dew is like a real pearl, and the moon is like a bow. Pinyin: lù sē n zh yuè sē?
The vernacular means that the sunset is about to set in the evening, gradually sinking into the river and spreading gently on the river. The river looks bright red at sunset, but green waves roll on it. On the third day of September, what a beautiful night. Dewdrops on the grass stems and leaves on the shore are like rare pearls, and a crescent moon rises like a delicate bow. ?
Ode to Mujiang is a poem written by Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty. The poet selected two groups of scenery from the time when the red sun set in the west to the time when the new moon rose, used novel and ingenious metaphors to create a harmonious and peaceful artistic conception, and expressed his deep feelings and love for nature through chanting.
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Ode to Mujiang is one of Bai Juyi's "miscellaneous poems". This poem was written by Bai Juyi on his way to Hangzhou as a secretariat in the second year of Changqing (822). At that time, the court politics was dark, and the party struggle between Niu and Li was fierce. The poet tasted the taste of being an official and asked to go abroad. The author felt relaxed and carefree after leaving the imperial court, so he wrote this poem.
The first sentence, "A sunset spreads in the water", says that "the sunset" is close to the horizon and almost shines on the ground, just like "spreading" on the river; In the second sentence, the poet "half river is rustling and half river is red" grasped the two colors on the river, but showed the scene that the river was sparkling in the twilight and the light color changed rapidly under the irradiation of the sunset. The poet was intoxicated and put his happiness in the description of the scenery.
The poet who wrote the last two sentences lingered until the early moon rose, the cool dew fell, and a better realm appeared before him. The poet leaned down and saw the grass by the river covered with crystal dew. From a crescent moon bent like a bow, the author remembered that it was "the third night of September", and could not help but blurt out his lovely praise for it, expressing his feelings directly, pushing his feelings to a climax and causing waves in his poems.