1, the boundless grassland comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
It should be no exaggeration to say that Bai Juyi is a "masterpiece". It is precisely because of this poem that Bai Juyi's creative talent has been recognized by powerful people, and Bai Juyi also has the opportunity to show his strength in Beijing.
Poetry itself is a very common language and amazing insight, which shows the tenacious vitality and high-spirited enthusiasm of weeds and inspires every word.
2. In April, the world is full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the Temple of the Mountain begin to bloom.
This song is also a classic, which has a new meaning to the traditional theme of hurting spring and mourning autumn.
The spring that slipped away from the world turned out to be hiding in the mountains. It also shows Bai Juyi's insight as a poet.
Villagers in the countryside know that the temperature in the mountains is low and flowers bloom and fall later than in the plains. This is probably a fact, but only Bai Juyi can explain it in such a plain and interesting style.
3, a setting sun in the water, half river rustling and half river red.
A short poem about scenery is also a plain language with amazing ability to observe life.
I remember there was a question at the poetry conference asking what this "rustling" meant.
As soon as the context is compared, rustling corresponds to red, and the answer comes out.
The rustling here is not the rustling of the Yangtze River in the evening, but the dark green on both sides far away from the reflection of the sunset in the evening.
There is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove. With dusk and snow coming, how about a glass of wine?
This sentence should be familiar to everyone.
The first time I read this poem, it was because a QQ friend on the Internet called "There is a pinch of red in the quiet stove" and searched it out of curiosity.
Looking back on this poem, I will still be moved by its simple feelings. Warm and comfortable environment and old friends who can be summoned at will are the living conditions that many modern people can't match.
5. How long will it last? When they leave, they are like clouds in the morning.
This is one of Bai Juyi's few obscure poems. Some people think that it is to write about scenery, the mainstream view or to write about the heart and understanding of Buddhism.
6. You buried the mud under the spring and sold the bones. I sent snow to this world.
I almost cried at the sentence written by Bai Juyi to his best friend Yuan Zhen.
By this time, Yuan Zhen had died for eight years, and Bai Juyi was in his twilight years. I had a light sleep and dreamed of Yuan Zhen, who was separated from heaven. When I woke up, I wrote this poem sadly.
"Life till death do us part is friendship."
The friendship between two people is really admirable.