"Beiqingluo" by Li Shangyin
As the setting sun enters the west, I visit a lonely monk in a hut.
Where is the fallen leaf man? How many floors are there on Hanyun Road?
I am knocking the chime alone at night, leaning against a vine.
In the dust of the world, I would rather love or hate.
[Note]
① Qingluo: refers to the mountain.
②妦(yān): refers to the place where the sun disappears.
③First night: dusk.
④ "World" sentence: "The Lotus Sutra" in the text: "The affairs of the three thousand worlds are all written in micro-organisms." It means that the vast world is all micro-organisms, so why should I talk about love? And hate?
[Appreciation]
The poet went to visit a lone monk in the mountains in the dusk. By appreciating the sparse and beautiful scenery in the mountains and the quiet and leisurely life of the lone monk, the poet realized that "the great world" The world is all in the dust." The Buddhist realm. In the poem, the poet sketched a beautiful picture for us: wearing the afterglow of the setting sun, he went to visit a lonely monk in a thatched hut. He saw fallen leaves everywhere, cold clouds lingering, and heavy mountain paths, but he could not find the person he wanted to visit. The poet was not angry, but stood leisurely leaning on his staff, listening to the sound of the chime sounding alone in the dusk. And from this he realized the Buddhist Zen philosophy. But looking at Li Shangyin's lifelong struggle in officialdom, this is just his emotion when he was frustrated, and it should be considered an anomaly. The poet creates an atmosphere around the theme of visiting monks to learn Zen, with a simple yet transcendent meaning. The wording in the poem is also very subtle, and there are echoes from time to time: such as "first night" to "setting sun"; "du knock" to "lonely monk".
The last couplet is lyrical. The poet seems to have a profound enlightenment and said with emotion: "The whole world is all in the dust, what love and hate do I need?" This is just a way for the poet to free himself and relieve depression. Depressed, because he has never forgotten his love and hate, and his poems are the best proof.