the window is cold, and the courtyard is empty and close to the water. At the beginning, the light rain was like floating fog in the Woods, sometimes absent, looming; Gradually, the coolness of the night was lost, which made people feel its existence.
It's late at night. It enters the house through the window, making the lights flicker, and you can feel its coldness far away from the window. If you listen carefully, you can still feel the slight patter coming from the empty yard. Creation background This poem was written in the third year of Daiwa, Tang Wenzong (829). In that year, Li Shangyin failed in the initial examination of Jinshi, and served as an inspector in the Linghu Chu shogunate of Tianping Army. After a rain, he wrote this poem. Appreciation
Li Shangyin has written many poems about objects, which are not only meticulous in description, but also able to convey the inner charm of objects through various descriptions. This song "Slight Rain" is such a work.
this poem sings of light rain. Light rain is imperceptible, and it is difficult to show it truly. The poem describes the imaginary place in all directions, and with the help of related things around and people's subjective feelings, it is set off and rendered in many ways, capturing the image of drizzle.
The first two sentences were written in the evening, when the light rain just fell. Visually, it seemed to float with the fog in the Woods, and it was impossible to tell whether it was fog or rain. Gradually, the light rain accompanied the night arrival, and it shared the coolness of the evening. The last two sentences continue to be written, describing the scene that the night is deep and the light rain has not stopped for a long time. It rained for a long time at night, and the temperature dropped. Even if people were far away from the window, they still felt a little cold, and the cold seemed to invade the flickering lights. After a long rain, the air has also become wet, and the raindrops have added some weight. In the empty courtyard, you can hear the faint patter coming from the nearby water. The four poems describe the process of drizzle from the beginning to the end of the night, which is completely imperceptible at first, and then gradually perceptible. They are very delicate and firm, but none of them directly depict the drizzle itself, but only reflect the various feelings brought by the drizzle from the images of forest mist, cool night, lights and underwater sound, showing the author's superb artistic skills in writing landscapes. The use of words is also very measured, with the characteristics of "following at first", "slightly * * *", "invading", "cold", "virtual" and "close", which are meticulous. Li Shangyin, named Yishan, was born in Yuxi (Xi) and Fan Nansheng, a famous poet in the Tang Dynasty. His ancestral home was in Qinyang, Hanoi (now Jiaozuo City, Henan Province) and he was born in Xingyang, Zhengzhou. He is good at poetry writing, and his parallel prose is also of high literary value. He is one of the most outstanding poets in the late Tang Dynasty. Together with Du Mu, he is called "Little Li Du", and together with Wen Tingyun, he is called "Wen Li". Because his poems and essays are similar to those of Duan Chengshi and Wen Tingyun in the same period, and all three of them rank sixteenth in the family, they are also called "Thirty-six Style". His poems are novel in conception and beautiful in style, especially some love poems and untitled poems are touching, beautiful and moving, and are widely read. However, some poems are too obscure and confusing to be solved, and there is even a saying that "poets always love Xikun and hate no one to write Zheng Jian". Being in the middle of the struggle between Niu and Li, I was frustrated all my life. After his death, he was buried in his hometown Qinyang (now the junction of Qinyang and Boai County in Jiaozuo City, Henan Province). His works are included in Li Yishan's Poems.
Li shangyin
the white jade branch suddenly looks at the bud and the golden millet beads hang down. Half an anliu, an apricot and a five-color rose. Why do you need to beat the drums? In the silver, in the spring, at four o'clock. But smile at the moth, imitate his butterfly, and fly frequently according to the shadow. -Song Dynasty Zhang Lin's "Liu Zaoqing snuff"
Liu Zaoqing snuff white jade branches, suddenly look at the buds, golden millet beads hanging down. Half an anliu, an apricot and a five-color rose. Why do you need to beat the drums? In the silver, in the spring, at four o'clock. But smile at the moth, imitate his butterfly, and fly frequently according to the shadow. Chanting things, writing lanterns to praise and ask what the sky means, to the depth of spring, thousands of miles of Longshan flying snow? Xie Pei Lingbo disappeared, talking about the Ruizhu Palace Que. Chu Dian is slightly smoky, Xiangtan is cold, and it is expected to climb. Smile in the valley, only worry and listen to the crow. On that day, there was a light wind, several stems were exposed, and the hands were divided into flowers and leaves. Once in the sleeve of many feelings, a wisp of one heart and one thousand knots. Jade wrist incense pin, clouds and fog cover, empty gold jump off. On the bank of Luobin River, look for fragrance and look forward to the festive season. -Chen Zilong's "Niannujiao Chun Xue's Orchid Singing" in the Ming Dynasty
Niannujiao Chun Xue's Orchid Singing asks what the sky means, and in the deep spring, it snows thousands of miles in Longshan? Xie Pei Lingbo disappeared, talking about the Ruizhu Palace Que. Chu Dian is slightly smoky, Xiangtan is cold, and it is expected to climb. Smile in the valley, only worry and listen to the crow.
on the same day, there was a light wind, several stems were exposed, and the flowers and leaves were separated by hands. Once in the sleeve of many feelings, a wisp of one heart and one thousand knots. Jade wrist incense pin, clouds and fog cover, empty gold jump off. On the bank of Luobin River, look for fragrance and look forward to the festive season. Chanting things, lyrical and patriotic, inserting thorns and weaving fences to protect them, and cultivating cold and blue ripples. The summer breeze blows through the ground, as if autumn advance to the sky, the sun is high in the sky, and does not feel the hot noon. When the bamboo shoot shell falls off, hear the sound of rustling, bamboo jointing stage, the appearance of sparse and sparsely. Back to my leisure time, I often come here, when I still carry with my pillow and bamboo mats, good sleep. -Lu You's "East Lake Hsinchu" in the Song Dynasty
Hsinchu in the East Lake is carefully protected and cultivated to reflect the ripples.
the breeze sweeps the ground in autumn, but I don't know if I will go in the afternoon.
I heard a rustling sound when I untied the reed, and the leaves were detached at first sight when I put the tip.
I want to come here frequently when I am free, but I still teach pillows everywhere. Yongwu bamboo