Perhaps, when people reach the summit, they will always feel the vastness of the universe and the vastness of nature, thus feeling the smallness of "people". When you mourn a monument, you will always feel the passage of time and the ruthlessness of history, thus feeling the brevity of "I". Therefore, sadness, loneliness and loss in front of time and space are a kind of psychological feeling of human beings, which has been hanging over those sensitive poets since ancient times. As soon as they boarded the castle in the mountain and saw the ruins, they felt a sad feeling from the bottom of their hearts.
Du Mu's poems are infinite emotions born in front of the mighty river. Some people think that Cao blocked the Yangtze River with a cloth bag full of sand. This ridiculous idea is really ridiculous. Fu Jian claimed that throwing a whip could cut off the current, which was really arrogant. However, these absurd and arrogant people have long since vanished, and the fishing songs on the river, Sha Ou, sunset and bright moon have all changed by half because of these lunatics. Where is Fan Li who has great wisdom and wealth, and then strategizes and retires to go boating in rivers and lakes? Isn't it just a loess that has turned into dust? It can only make people feel lonely and melancholy for thousands of years. The good wind on the river is still blowing, but Cao can't enjoy it, nor can Fu Jian enjoy it, but they are all paid to businessmen coming and going on the river. Only the Yangtze River or the Yangtze River. For thousands of years, it has been connected with Bashu Hanzhong and Xiaoxiang wuyue. When the waves are rough, the waves are like mountains, and when they are calm, they are as bright as a plane mirror.
Humans will always be passers-by and small gravel in the universe and history. Unless he crouches in the corner of a snail and looks at the sky, he will be satisfied with his arrogance, otherwise he will always feel the tragic significance of existence. The poet is different from ordinary people in that he is always thinking about some problems that ordinary people don't want to think about or don't want to think about, so he can always appreciate the sadness of life better than ordinary people. As Du Mu's other poem "Recalling Jiangnan" said: "Cars and books can't be mixed, and Jingyi mountains and rivers are the same as before." Many people ignore the moral of these two sentences. Actually, the poet is sighing. Even like Qin Shihuang, who made "cars on the same track, books in the same language" and established a unified empire, where is he now? Jing Ke's mountains and rivers remain the same, not changed by one or two great men. Another poem by Du Mu, titled Dear Temple Building, said: "When I am alone, I am alone. Who will be idle? " This "leisure" is Chen Ziang's "Where, before me, the past era? Behind me, where are the future generations? I think of heaven and earth, there is no limit, there is no end, I am alone, my tears fall ",this is not the" leisure "in the Book of Songs. Feng Wuji quoted from Huainanzi: "It is also right to be ashamed of the shadow every day"; The shadow of the sun is a sign of time. Before time goes by mercilessly, who can not be ashamed of his short life? Looking at tall buildings, who can not sigh their own smallness?
There are a few lines in the poem Linjiang Fairy at the beginning of Romance of the Three Kingdoms: "Right and wrong are empty, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red", in which the desolation is precisely the confusion of "people" about the meaning of existence. Similarly, when reading Du Mu's Nostalgia for the West River, I can't help but feel that the poet must be thinking about the embarrassing situation of people in boundless space and endless time when he is looking at the Yangtze River and remembering the ancients.
Several themes in poetry are often recited, such as feelings between people (including love and friendship), ideals and careers, natural beauty of mountains and rivers, and so on. Life is short, and personal smallness is related to the eternity of the universe and the vastness of nature. I don't know how many poems have written this theme, such as "Nineteen Ancient Poems", "Life is a lifetime, and elections are suddenly like dust", "I'm not a hundred years old and I'm always worried about my age"; Cao Cao's "Chanting to wine, life geometry, such as morning dew, how bitter it is to go to Japan" are all arias of this theme. However, why are poets always reciting and readers always willing to read? This is because this theme has always touched a dark knot in the depths of human hearts, that is, "What is the meaning of human existence?" If a person lives to make achievements, what is the significance of this achievement after his life is over and turned into loess? But what's the point of living if people don't exist in the world and make contributions? If life is a play, then everyone is like a marionette. If life is not a play, who will judge right and wrong after showing some skills? Why is life only a hundred years, but why is the universe eternal? From the human point of view, this seems to be a huge mystery that can never be solved. But from the perspective of the universe, do you think human beings are like busy ants or like flies who don't know the spring and autumn? Thus, this theme has become the "prototype" in people's minds. Whenever this prototype appears, people's hearts will ring, because ancient people, modern people, orientals and westerners all have such a * * * earthquake frequency.
Therefore, when Du Mu's "West River Nostalgia" reflects the insignificance of human heroes and wise men with the vast and unchanging Yangtze River, the ancient and modern fishing songs sung on the river, the Sha Ou flying back and forth on the river, and the sun and the moon rising in the east and setting in the west forever, people can't help but feel a kind of "human" sorrow. Especially when thinking that Cao Cao, Fu Jian and Fan Li are heroes. However, it is just the laughing stock of a passer-by who left in a hurry, so when we look back at the smaller "I", our disappointment is even more melancholy.