Have you seen me?
I was there.
Not sad or happy.
You can either read me or you can't read me.
Love is there.
Don't come or go.
Do you love me or not?
Love is there.
Neither increasing nor decreasing.
Are you with me or not?
My hand is in your hand.
Never give up.
Come into my arms
or
Let me live in your heart
Silent love
Silent love
There are no flowery words in the poem, only plain feelings, only love that will always be there, no matter how the world changes feelings, just like the stars in the sky, despite the vicissitudes. "Do you see me or not/I'm here/I'm not sad or happy", "Do you want me/I'm here/I'm not coming or going" and "You love me/I don't love me/I'm here/I'm not increasing or decreasing". The whole poem uses parallelism rhetoric to repeatedly recite the love in the poet's heart that will not change no matter how things change, with a strong sense of rhythm and good organization.
Since ancient times, love has been a topic sung by countless people. Too many beautiful poems prove the beauty of love, but also prove that love is a heartbreaking injury.
Looking back at the beautiful snowy plateau, the affectionate Cangyang Jiacuo went to the banquet because of lovesickness. Is it fate or doom? At dawn, people read a clear footprint left by a person on the snowfield, which quickly and powerfully connected the Potala Palace with the depths of the alley, so they were puzzled, pondered and then marveled. While singing the name of love calmly, Cangyang Jiacuo also wrote a betrayal of religion.
Think of the helplessness and helplessness of Cangyang Jiacuo as a living Buddha. Although he couldn't change those rules and regulations, he still chose to deviate from the right path, give up his rights and change his destiny. How much courage does it take? If love is not true and pure, what power makes him give up his rights? There is only one answer: because of love.
In the long river of time, time can annihilate everything, but how much can people remember forever? However, Cangyang Jiacuo did this with his true and pure love and poetry. Cangyang Jiacuo's love poems have been translated into many languages and widely circulated, making people remember him forever, even though centuries have passed.
In today's utilitarian real society, how many people's love can reach this true and pure state of selflessness? How many people love that no matter how the world changes, this situation will not change? In the world of mortals, although I have realized that there is no self in the highest state of love, with the disturbance of the world, I gradually lost this feeling in my heart. Maybe there are too many realistic factors in real life that make it difficult to reach the realm of love in your heart. Perhaps there is too much helplessness in the world of mortals. However, Cangyang Jiacuo did it. He is truly and purely in love, without a trace of fame and fortune, and gave up his position and rights for love.
Reading this true and pure love and poem, I am not only moved and sighed, but also have an unspeakable mood. Cangyang Jiacuo's poems are like the sounds of nature, which shake the soul and touch the heart. Without a trace of pure love, they knock on the door for a long time.
The 6th * * * Cangyang Gyatso deserves to be called a generation of emotional monks. His poems, whether passionate or calmly lingering, also contain an inseparable affection. From "That Me" "That year, I kowtowed to climb the mountain, not to see you, but to stick to your warmth." To "watch", "you follow me, or you don't follow me, my hand is in your hand, don't give up." It's all like this. When feelings come, they are easy to be passionate and lingering. It is not easy to be as light as a cloud and as quiet as a deep stream. Seeing and not seeing, showing such a quiet affection, just like the breeze and bright moon, drizzling banana. Such feelings have no thirst, no deep sigh, and no pain of flame burning and arrow piercing the heart. In Look and See, we can't see the lingering feelings, but we can read a rock-solid affection. Just a few simple words, a few clear words. There are no twists and turns, ups and downs of the rhythm, but it constitutes a thousand turns and surging feelings. Such feelings are like magma surging underground, which is strong enough to break through rocks, but the surface is calm. This comes from profound Buddhist cultivation and wisdom.
Such feelings, such as grass attached to the ground, clouds attached to the sky, the stars love the moon. I will not disturb your life, nor will I disturb your peace. I just like you silently, and I can't live without you. > & gt
Question 2: Give me some meanings of ancient poems, which are urgently needed. (It is better to add ancient poems) Thank you! Drinking the bright moon alone-Li Bai
Flowers in the next pot of wine, no friends, drink alone.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people.
The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind.
I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring.
The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering.
Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness.
I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way.
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This is a carefully cut scene, but it is written so naturally. Li Bai and the bright moon alone, facing the bright moon and shadow, seem to form a picture of three people drinking in hallucinations. On this spring night, Li Bai was singing and dancing while drinking, and the moon shadow fluctuated with his mood, as if sharing his joy and sadness in drinking.
Logically speaking, things have little to do with people's inner world. But from the perspective of poetry, they are closely related. This is also the origin of "Xing" in China's poems. Since the Book of Songs, it has always endowed nature with anthropomorphic actions, thoughts and emotions, such as "the moon is bright, people are beautiful", "worrying about the moon" and "hating Taiwan". Li Bai's poems are in line with this "xing" writing style, which endows the moon and shadow with emotion. As Lin Yutang said: "It is a poetic belief in harmony with nature, which makes life fluctuate with the fluctuation of human emotions."
Question 3: There is a poem that means: You are not me, how do you know what I am thinking? Which poem is it from? From: Autumn Water by Zhuangzi.
Zhuangzi and Keiko play together on Hao's bridge. Zhuangzi said: "Fishing is a pleasure when you are not lonely." Keiko said, "If you are not a fish, you will know the happiness of fish." Zhuangzi said, "You are not me. How do you know that I don't know that fish are happy?" ? "Keiko said," I'm not a child, but I don't know this child. "Children are not fish, children don't know the happiness of fish, everything!" Zhuangzi said, "Please follow its source. Confucius said, "You know a lot about fish." He asked me because he knew what I knew. I am very clear. "
Keiko said: The child is not a fish, but he knows the happiness of fish. Zhuangzi said: I am not my son, so I know I don't know the happiness of fish?
If you are not a fish, how do you know if the fish is happy?
If you are not me, how do you know if I am happy?
Too bad I'm not you. How do I know if you will be happy or not?
Question 4: The meaning of the poem "I say you are April day on earth" I say you are April day on earth.
Laughter lit up the wind in all directions.
Bright souls dance and change in the glory of spring.
You are a cloud in the sky in early April.
A breeze blew at dusk.
The planetesimals accidentally flashed by.
The drizzle fell in front of the flowers.
That light, that elegance,
You are, you are wearing a crown of bright flowers.
You are innocent and solemn, you are the full moon every night,
When the snow melts, you look like a yellow gosling
Fresh, budding green, you are;
Gentle and happy, the water floats with the white lotus in your dream.
You are the flower on the tree, the whisper of the swallow in the beam,
You are love, warmth and hope.
You are an April day on earth.
Question 5: There is a saying in The Book of Songs, "If you rob me, I think I will survive". What does this mean? Strolling through the east gate of the city is as beautiful as a cloud. Although there are many clouds, I think of people. I love the green scarf, so I love it.
Suddenly, there are women in full swing. Although it is not mine, it is not mine. Chatting can be fun and entertaining.
Outside the east gate of the city, there are many beautiful girls. Although there are many clouds, they are not what I miss. Only the girl wearing a white and green headscarf can make me happy. This poem is about a man who only loves a girl from a poor family. Although other women are as many as cumulus clouds and as beautiful as camellia, they can't touch his heart and show his loyal love.
I miss you: not what I think. Bandits, like "no", no, think about it and miss it.
Question 6: The meaning of pavilion in ancient poetry. In ancient poetry, the pavilion generally represents the author's feeling pavilion, which was a place for pedestrians to rest in ancient times. "Pavilion, stop also. People stop gathering. " The pavilion in the garden should be the "reappearance" of the natural landscape or the roadside pavilion in villages and towns. In villages and towns, there are many pavilions beside the roads for pedestrians to rest, such as Banshan Pavilion, Road Pavilion and Banjiang Pavilion. Because gardens imitate nature as an art, many gardens have pavilions. But it is precisely because gardens are art that pavilions in gardens pay great attention to artistic forms. Pavilion is often a "bright spot" in the landscape, which plays the role of finishing touch.