Entering the Song Dynasty poetry, "When the love is true, you can write your own lyrics." Her unique flat tone and ups and downs always allow me to capture something that makes my soul peaceful from reading, which makes me temporarily Stay away from the hustle and bustle, abandon impetuosity, and live poetically in the spiritual harbor. Song Poems for Understanding Life
Outside the window, the tide rises and falls, the clouds roll and relax, the flowers bloom and fade; inside the window, the shadows of candles sway, the fragrance of ink lingers, and two strong and vigorous regular scripts are written on the yellowed paper. The words - Song lyrics, are silently telling something...
Unfolding the book, the broken words suddenly broke away from the attachment of the paper, and slowly melted together, embracing me, and what filled my heart was the poetry of poetry. Connotation and artistic conception of poetry.
"As the river goes eastward, all the waves are swept away, and there are romantic figures through the ages." It is indeed the work of the bold and unconstrained faction, it is indeed generous! "Who is the rival of the heroes in the world? Cao Liu! Give birth to a son like Sun Zhongmou." He sighed with emotion, so tragic. "The bamboo stick and mango shoes are better than the horse, who is afraid? You can live your whole life in the misty rain." Broad-minded and optimistic, humorous. "The Qiang tubes are covered with frost all over the ground. People can't sleep, and the generals are gray-haired and their husbands are weeping." The teacher's hard work has failed, and the resentful voices of people thousands of miles away from home can be heard vividly on the paper. "I can draw the eagle's bow like the full moon, look northwest, and shoot at the wolf." The sound is so majestic and bold that it makes people feel all gloomy. "Idle sorrow is the most painful. Don't go and lean on Weilan, where the setting sun is shining, where the willows and smoke are breaking your heart." Depressed and depressed, the sustenance is deep. "Looking up, looking up to the sky and roaring, with strong ambitions." He is so impassioned that he can defeat thousands of armies.
The impassioned, high-spirited and unrestrained faction has left the stage, and the sentimental, elegant and graceful faction has come on stage again.
"On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls." Implicit and timeless, it is deeply touching. "The frost is getting colder, the wind is getting colder, the Guanhe River is desolate, and the remaining light is shining on the building. The redness and greenery in this place are declining, and everything is gone." Dongpo praised: This sentence in the poem does not reduce the height of the Tang Dynasty. "Even if the dream soul exists, it will become empty, which is nothing compared to the dream." This woman's despair and pain are extremely deep, which is worthy of being a famous line in Song Dynasty. Dongpo's "Water Dragon Song" is a famous piece of poetry that captures the spirit of the spirit, is light and flying, lingers with resentment, and is exquisite. "If love lasts for a long time, how can it last forever?" It is graceful and subtle, with endless aftertaste, and the finishing touch of the discussion has achieved excellent artistic effects. "The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless silk rain is as thin as sorrow." The abstract dream and sorrow are used to metaphor flying flowers and silk rain, which shows the long duration of sorrow, which is also very novel and appropriate. "The flowers have no choice but to fall away, and the familiar swallows return." A rare odd couple.
Find a stone table with yellow flowers under the fence, pour a bowl of plain wine with rippling autumn colors, burn the incense from the stove, and read a thread-bound poetry book in the frosty evening. Turning over the yellowed poem page, the wet color smoothed the rolled-out corner of the book, and what appeared in front of you was this female poet with a rough life - Li Qingzhao. The graceful style of writing, the delicate words, and the slightly frowning brows reveal the helplessness and sadness at the vicissitudes of life. "After dusk when I drink wine in Dongli, there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves, which can't help but dissipate my soul. The west wind blows behind the curtain, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."
Song Ci, I picked up my heart, stared at you, and remained silent. Among the ashes on the banks of the Yellow River.
I slowly retreated, immersed in the ancient fragrance of the long river...