It is reported that the moon on the fifteenth day of the first month of this year is the brightest night in 52 years. Indeed, that night, the sky and the earth were leaking silver and the moonlight was bright; Fireworks accompany the bright moon, and stars are hidden in the sky. So I found an old article to remember.
Throughout the ages, how many people yearn for the moon, and their hearts are stirring, thinking for thousands of years, how many people yearn for the moon and wander between Wan Li, because of the moon, how many beautiful myths and legends have been created, how many touching stories and stories, and how many wonderful poems.
Every full moon, Zhang Jiuling and Zhao Wei seem to be pregnant with someone under the moon, and Bai and Tang Yin are vaguely putting wine on the moon, as if they heard Zhang and Su Shi singing at the full moon, and as if they had entered a world where their hearts and feelings mingled.
Zhang Jiuling's "Full Moon Thinking of a Distance" (Moon, full now at sea, Tianya * * * at this time. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. Put out the candle to love this moonlit room, and I wander in the deep night dew in my clothes. So I left my message to the moon and then turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream. Looking forward to the moon because of it, looking forward to the moon because of it, and then giving birth to the fantasy of giving it to distant people by moonlight. Euphemism is profound and affectionate, which expresses the deep affection of people under the moon.
Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" (the spring tide is there, and the bright moon on the sea is born in the tide. I follow the waves for thousands of miles, and there is no moon by the river ... who is watching the moon by the river? When did you meet someone at the beginning of Jiang Yue? Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year. I don't know who Jiang Yue is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River delivering water ... The slanting moon is full of sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang is endless. I wonder how many people will return every month. The falling moon shook the river. It vividly shows the beautiful scenery of the moonlit night on the spring river, describes the feelings of wandering and thinking about women, and shows the exploration of the mysteries of the universe, the philosophy of life and the cherish of youth.
Li Bai's Drinking for the Moon (When is there a moon in the sky? I stopped my glass and asked now. The moon will never reach the moon, but it is very close to the people. Green smoke as bright as a mirror is flying in the palace, emitting cold light. But seeing the night coming from the sea, would you rather know to walk around the clouds? The moon is on the white rabbit's back, autumn and spring, and who is the neighbor of Chang's lonely life? Now people are not seen in Gu Yue, but in this month they took the ancients. The ancients said, if people are running water, they look at the bright moon. I only hope that the song is right for the wine and the moonlight shines long. Poetry revolves around the words "wine" and "moon" and is connected with the word "question" to express the poet's broad-minded and bold mind. Throughout the imagination, pen and ink are fluent, and heaven and earth, through the ages, are integrated.
Wang Jian's Fifteen Nights Looking at the Moon and Sending it to Du Langzhong (Crow in Atrium, Osmanthus fragrans in Coody Leng). I don't know who Qiu Si will meet tonight. Poetry was written on the night of Mid-Autumn Festival. Its beauty lies in that I don't say that I feel autumn, but that I will see thousands of doors in Wan Li tonight. Finally, I will open my pen and ask who Qiu Si is. The artistic conception is beautiful, and the word "I don't know" is particularly ethereal.
Zhao Wei's Feeling Old in the Riverside Building (thinking alone in the Riverside Building is vague, and the moonlight is like water. Where are the people who came to see the moon together? The scenery is vaguely like last year. The poem is full of people, lamenting that the scenery remains the same and the personnel are no longer there. The language is simple and affectionate, with fine structure. Writing scenery with overlapping words and returning to the circle, infinite nostalgia and infinite emotion are all paid in the moonlight.
Su Shi's "Water Tune" (When there is a bright moon, ask Qingtian wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find the shadow, what is it like! The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. The moon should not have any resentment against people. Why is it round when people are gone? People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people live a long life. The first part of the poem is about drinking on the moon and the second part is about loving people on the moon. Through the description of the imagination of enjoying the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, the poet's feelings of loving life and missing his family are expressed. There is a rich and colorful imagination, a strong romantic color, a pure realm of "a magnificent building", a beautiful wish of "thousands of miles away", an exploration of the true meaning of life, and a reflection on the changes of everything in the universe. The poet writes scenery, expresses emotion and discusses in one furnace, and with the help of the image of flying in heaven and earth, it reflects the contradictory transformation process of the poet from yearning for detachment to loving the world, which gives people a strong infection and is a model of combining realism with romanticism.
Tang Yin's Song of Drinking to the Moon (Li Bai once had a moon, and only Li Bai's poems can tell it. Li Bai is dead now, and there is no moon in the sky. Today, people are still singing Li Bai's poems, and the bright moon is still like Li Bai's poems. I learn from Li Bai's understanding of the bright moon and the safety of the moon and Li Bai. Li Bai can make poems to nourish the spirit. I have a hundred cups of poems today. Although I am ashamed that I don't have Li Bai's talent, I don't feel ugly. I don't go aboard, and I don't sleep. There is a small house outside Gusu, with thousands of trees and peaches all over the sky. The poet is better than Li Bai in drinking on the moon and imitating Li Bai, which shows his unrestrained attitude towards life and despises fame.
Thousands of years are similar, but people are different year after year. There is hope when there is a month, yearning when there is a month, expectation when there is a month and reunion when there is a month. With the moon, there are fantastic ideas and wonderful poems. Poetry is above the moon, between you and me.
On a bright moonlit night, let's put aside the secular world, look up at the moonlit sky and appreciate the beauty of nature.