Love is a theme often sung by poets in the Tang Dynasty, and it is also an eternal theme in literature.
A wisp of sunset glow curled up from the Tang empire, filled with the breath of Tang poetry. At this moment, use it to find love, to find those rose fragments that are still fragrant for thousands of years. These inexhaustible roses turned into thousands of hectares of wave-leaf boats and swam along the light smoke to the deepest part of the Tang Dynasty.
Throughout ancient and modern times, all literary and artistic works handed down from generation to generation are full of yearning and promotion of life and will. Tang poetry, the peak of Chinese cultural mountains, sings the light of love that has crossed the historical clouds and will always flow vividly in the hearts of Chinese people with the years.
Childhood friends, two little children have no guess, and sweet love begins. In his youth, Li Bai roamed the Hanshui River Basin and the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River for a long time. Since the Six Dynasties, these areas have developed commerce, prosperous cities and frequent business contacts. The "Five Tones" and "Traditional Opera" in Yuefu in the Six Dynasties were born in this area, and many chapters of them expressed the sadness of business women leaving their husbands. The romantic Li Bai left this euphemistic and delicate narrative love poem "Long March": "My hair hasn't covered my forehead yet, I'm picking flowers and paying by my door. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood. We live together in an alley in Qiantang. We are both young and happy. A pair of "childhood friends, two little lovers who can't guess" are naive, lively and lovely. "At the age of fourteen, I became your wife, and I was too shy to laugh. I bowed my head and went to the dark corner, unwilling to pay attention to your thousands of calls. " Shy, sweet and intoxicating when you are newly married. "But when 15 years old, I frowned and laughed, and understood that no dust could seal our love." Love and affection after marriage are inseparable. "I will wait for you in my post until death do us part, and I will never be discouraged in the silent watchtower. Then, when I was sixteen, you embarked on a long journey. Then in the fifth month, I couldn't help it anymore. The ape shouted in the sky. I looked at the place where you walked, your footprints in front of our door, each hidden under the green moss. Hiding under the moss is too deep to sweep away, and the first autumn wind adds leaves. Yellow butterflies in August, hovering in the grass of our West Garden in pairs. Because of all this, my heart is broken, and I am worried that my bright cheeks will fade. Oh, finally, when you come back through three Pa areas, send me a message home in advance! . I will come to pick you up, and I won't mind the distance until Sha Changfeng. " The newly married husband is away on business, and the feelings of fear, sadness and lovesickness are deeply rooted in his heart, so that he is constantly worried and gaunt. "The autumn wind is clear and the moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other? "
The autumn wind is so sad, the autumn moon is so bright, the leaves are fluttering, but they are still scattered when they are gathered, and even the birds living in the trees are shocked. Recalling that we loved each other at that time, when will we meet again after parting now? I'm sorry to think of this! Only when I entered the door of lovesickness did I understand the suffering of lovesickness. Forever lovesickness is an eternal memory, and short lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was such a drag on people's hearts, I might as well not know each other. On a late autumn night, the poet looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky and the western Western jackdaw perched on deciduous trees. Perhaps, at this time, the poet is missing an old lover. This situation makes the poet sad and helpless! The inseparable love and yearning that exists in the bottom of my heart actually makes the poet regret knowing each other! Because lovesickness is too tormenting. This word is a typical sad autumn wound. Autumn wind, autumn moon, fallen leaves and Western jackdaw in the west set off a sad atmosphere. The poet's fantastic imagination and perfect portrayal of his own heart make the whole poem seem sad and moving. From the innocence and beauty of childhood to the joy of marriage, from the yearning after parting to the pain of missing, Li Bai explained the depth of love for us with his clever pen.
"Young women in the boudoir don't know how to worry, and make up brothels in spring. Suddenly I saw the willow color on the stranger's head and regretted teaching my husband to find a title. " -Wang Changling's in my heart forever.
This young woman in her prime has extraordinary interests and great ambitions. In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, in the heroic era of "fame only comes from horses, and it is really a hero who gives her husband", she did not indulge in the lingering scrolls of flowers and flowers, nor did she indulge in the tenderness of being very much in love. Instead, she would rather live alone and encourage her husband to make contributions to the distant border. This kind of enthusiasm and heroism is really rare. A thousand years later, we should also give her an admiring look. However, on that sunny, breezy and calm spring day, Kuanbu was dressed up and walked onto the bright and gorgeous balcony, feeling particularly comfortable. However, when she looked at the railing and saw the green willow color in the distance, she suddenly felt weak, short of breath and lost, and a smoke of regret rose in her heart. She regrets her husband's expedition and her wasted years. Willows are similar every year, but people of different ages are different. A beautiful life has quietly passed away, and fame and fortune in obscurity are of no help. The green willow color sneaked into her heart, touched the dusty heartstrings and played a sad tone, which is still touching.
Love soon grows into a strong green radish. The world sighs in the dust. Tang dynasty, like a dying lady. Li Shangyin, with his painstaking poems, crossed the fallen leaves in Leng Yun and began his bitter and sour love with the late Tang Dynasty. This talented person in Hanoi has enough charm but cannot be romantic. Looking to the west, the home of Chang 'an Soul is full of dry wind and smoke. Last night's star, last night's wind, the west of the studio, the east of Guixiangtang. Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same. Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight. "It was not until a drum beat, alas, called me to perform my duties that I got on my horse and rode away, like a cut floating grass", which revealed the hazy and true personal feelings of children in love and made the melody of love begin to tremble among lovers. Melancholy memories point out fleeting love words, making the sad tone become the mainstream melody that has been circulated for thousands of years. The literati of Huajian School show the life of a boudoir woman before our eyes, and let us feel the protagonist's psychology and feelings through our own views, which is a clever way to describe emotions indirectly. However, Li Shangyin made a great breakthrough in describing love, and directly expressed the feelings brought by love with gorgeous writing. As a result, the illusory love has become a string of streamers, which has left a deep impression on our minds and aroused people's voices in different times.
"Fog and rain are blowing from the east, and the faint thunder of the wheels is beyond the lotus pool. There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water. Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem. The heart of spring is not full of flowers. Even this bright flame of love has only ashes? "The Untitled poem describes a woman's ardent pursuit of love and frustration in a secluded room. The east wind is falling, and thunder bursts outside Furong pond. First, the melancholy spring scenery sets off women's sadness and disappointment, and then writes women's melancholy in the misty spring rain: lonely and secluded, hand-cranking jade pulley, returning home alone. Why is this woman so disappointed? The third part is the reason: Han Shou is handsome, Cao Zhi is versatile, and the man that women miss has both handsome appearance and charming talent, which makes her admire and miss. However, in the end, it is a hidden mirror, so there is "even this bright flame of love, is there only ashes?" . At the end, generate shows the female's inner depression and indignation, both disillusioned sadness and strong indignation. Li Shangyin may also have incorporated his own sense of life experience into this poem.