Only egrets know what I mean. They always lean their feet against the window of the boat. Landscape, Lyric Loneliness Translation and Annotation Translation
As the sun sets, the light falls on the boat with sparse reeds.
A person for a long time, still didn't cross the river.
The only person who can understand my mind is probably the crane bird on the river.
From time to time, they bent one foot and stood quietly at the window of the ship, as if listening to the chanting.
Creative background: In the first year of Song Taizong Daoism (995), Wang Yucheng was demoted for the second time. The ups and downs of the official sea make the author hate the sinister and dark officialdom. The poet came to nature with the feeling that "the official career is going against his heart day by day, and people are doing wrong" ("Yan Huai"), and wrote this poem because of it. Appreciate this little poem, the words are extremely simple and simple, and the object is lyrical and lively. It appeared in the early Song Dynasty, "because it still lasted for five generations, it was particularly rare, and it also conveyed the poet's noble spirit."
The first sentence and the second sentence describe the sunset, the afterglow is oblique, and a boat with a reed canopy is floating on the river. "Half-day" means that the ship has been drifting for a long time, and the poet sitting in the cabin knows that it is late and near dusk through the sunshine under the canopy. It can be seen from the singing of the river that the poet has no intention of crossing the river at this time and is in no hurry to return to the shore. This chanting is particularly clear on this calm and foggy river. No one appreciates it, no one sings, so lonely, it can be seen that the author is the only one on the river. These two sentences describe a picture with sound, lonely and deserted.
The third and fourth sentences describe the poet's loneliness. The egret with one leg upright and its neck bent out of the window seems to understand human feelings and be familiar with things. They stood quietly, peeping out from time to time at the poet in the cabin, as if listening to the poet chanting. As the poet rowed, he poured out his heart to them. The poet's "meaning" is straightforward ambition and "thinking is the key to success or failure through the ages" ("Feeling left behind"), "bending over and unyielding" ("Sanfu") and "living in exile as a poor official makes the heart of the prime of life weaker" ("Spring Official House"). Anger and loneliness are beyond words. Leave readers with endless thinking space. At the same time, the crane is the poet's bosom friend, so he stayed in the boat for a long time without crossing the river. He wanted to pour out all his "meaning" to the crane. The poet's writing style of "poetry values strangeness and delights in abnormal harmony" is exactly in line with his mood at the moment. The last two sentences show his affection for cranes and his disgust for dirty officialdom by writing about cranes, which reflects the ruthlessness and loneliness of the world. This is the "strange interest" of this poem.
Wang Yucheng (954- 100 1) was a poet and essayist in the northern song dynasty. Character, Han nationality, born in Juye, Jeju (now Juye County, Shandong Province), was demoted to Huangzhou in the evening and was called Wang Huangzhou in the world. Taiping rejuvenating the country for eight years, Jinshi, successively served as right gleaning, left admonition, intellectual patent and Hanlin bachelor. He dared to speak frankly and sarcastically, so he was repeatedly relegated. True Sect acceded to the throne, called it back and learned it again. Later, he was banished to Huangzhou and moved to qi zhou to die. Wang Yucheng, the pioneer of the poetry innovation movement in the Northern Song Dynasty, praised Du Fu and Bai Juyi in literature, and his style was fresh and simple. There is only one poem left, which reflects the author's political ambition to actively use the world and has a fresh and broad style. Author of small livestock collection. Yucheng Wang
The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand. Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together. Spring shines obliquely on the side of Luoshui Bridge, and the blue stream is light and shallow. Unprovoked guests come to the wind, which makes the Yuanyang wave. Bianshui flows east with tiger's eyes, and the duck's head is clear and sorrowful. Look at the sand scouring place at the ferry, but how many people have crossed the world. Nautilus Island is full of waves and sand, and the brothel will be inclined in spring. Swallows with mud fight for home, and crazy people don't remember home alone. On both sides of Jinjiang River, flowers are blooming, and the spring breeze blows the waves. When a girl cuts a mandarin duck brocade, there will be a sunset glow in the middle stream. Rizhao Chengzhou River is foggy, and gold diggers are all over the river. Behind the beautiful jewels is sand full of waves. In August, the waves roared, and the head was several feet high, touching the back of the mountain. In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Haimen, and the rolled sand was like a snowdrift. Mo Tao's slanderers are as deep as waves, and Mo Yan's guests are as heavy as sand. Although it is hard, it is difficult to blow out crazy sand when it is not golden. The running water keeps scouring the sand, and the front waves are not extinguished, and the back waves are not born. It suddenly reminds people of George W. xiang zhu and sings three or two times to welcome God. -Nine Poems of Langtaosha by Liu Yuxi in Tang Dynasty
Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
The Yellow River winds from a distant place, carrying thousands of miles of yellow sand.
Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together.
Spring shines obliquely on the side of Luoshui Bridge, and the blue stream is light and shallow.
Unprovoked guests come to the wind, which makes the Yuanyang wave.
Bianshui flows east with tiger's eyes, and the duck's head is clear and sorrowful.
Look at the sand scouring place at the ferry, but how many people have crossed the world.
Nautilus island first wave
Read the full text ∨ Nine Songs of the Yellow River. In the sand of Wan Li, waves and winds are blowing from the horizon.
Since you are from the sky, and now you seem to fly directly to the Milky Way, please take me to the sky, gather in the Milky Way, and go to the home of Cowherd and Weaver Girl together.
Spring shines obliquely on the side of Luoshui Bridge, and the blue stream is light and shallow.
Unprovoked guests come to the wind, which makes the Yuanyang wave.
Bianshui flows east with tiger's eyes, and the duck's head is clear and sorrowful.
Look at the sand scouring place at the ferry, but how many people have crossed the world.
Nautilus Island is full of waves and sand, and the brothel will be inclined in spring.
Swallows with mud fight for home, and crazy people don't remember home alone.
On both sides of Jinjiang River, flowers are blooming, and the spring breeze blows the waves.
When a girl cuts a mandarin duck brocade, there will be a sunset glow in the middle stream.
Rizhao Chengzhou River is foggy, and gold diggers are all over the river.
Behind the beautiful jewels is sand full of waves.
In August, the waves roared, and the head was several feet high, touching the back of the mountain.
In a blink of an eye, I arrived at Haimen, and the rolled sand was like a snowdrift.
Mo Tao's slanderers are as deep as waves, and Mo Yan's guests are as heavy as sand.
Although it is hard, it is difficult to blow out crazy sand when it is not golden.
Writing landscape and lyrical early childhood poems 100. The weather is thick and light in the morning, with little rain. The pond near Qingming, wind and lanes, smoke and grass is as beautiful as painting. Bright apricots are warm, with even makeup, weak willows and low waist. It's a beautiful place, with laughter, frolicking and swinging. Play with colored balls, golden rooster and mustard feather, teenagers gallop, and the countryside is lush. A trip to Wuling, a crisp pipe, a complex string and elegance. Go deep into the famous garden, fight for the painting wheel and BMW. Take a moment to list the cups and plates, under the shade of trees, under the greenwood tree and red shadows. Dance and sing like a beautiful warbler. An inch of pearl jade, just like that, is priceless. Let him drink, 100 1 dozen. After drinking, he will still be relieved of his golden mink. Tao Tao was drunk, enjoying the scenery of Tang Yu peacefully. You must believe in sunny days. You can't see enough. You already feel Yingying dying. How can you give up the green ant moth? -Song Liuyong's "Throwing balls, Xiao Lai is in a daze" Throwing balls, Xiao Lai is in a daze.
Song Dynasty: Liu Yong
Read the full text ∨ The weather is heavy and light in the morning, with light rain. The pond near Qingming, wind and lanes, smoke and grass is as beautiful as painting. Bright apricots are warm, with even makeup, weak willows and low waist. It's a beautiful place, with laughter, frolicking and swinging. Play with colored balls, golden rooster and mustard feather, teenagers gallop, and the countryside is lush. A trip to Wuling, a crisp pipe, a complex string and elegance.
Go deep into the famous garden, fight for the painting wheel and BMW. Take a moment to list the cups and plates, under the shade of trees, under the greenwood tree and red shadows. Dance and sing like a beautiful warbler. An inch of pearl jade, just like that, is priceless. Let him drink, 100 1 dozen. After drinking, he will still be relieved of his golden mink. Tao Tao was drunk, enjoying the scenery of Tang Yu peacefully. You must believe in sunny days. You can't see enough. You already feel Yingying dying. How can you give up the green ant moth? ▲ Qingming, the festival scenery is sparse and leaking in the sunset, and it has not crossed the river for a long time. Only egrets know what I mean. They always lean their feet against the window of the boat. -Song Dynasty Wang Yucheng's Pan-Wu Songjiang Pan-Wu Songjiang
The reed awning leaked in the sunset and didn't cross the river for a long time.
Only egrets know what I mean. They always lean their feet against the window of the boat. Write scenery, lyrical loneliness