1, chanting willow
Tang Dynasty: He Zhangzhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Appreciate:
This poem praises the vitality that spring brings to the earth through the vivid description of willow trees. The first two sentences of the poem compare bright green willow leaves to jasper, and countless willow branches to green ribbons, vividly depicting the charming posture of slender, slender and swaying willow branches in the spring breeze.
"I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." Comparing the cold and warm February spring breeze with scissors shows the magic and dexterity of the spring breeze, with rich imagination and exquisite conception. This poem expresses the poet's love for willow, spring and nature.
2. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Appreciate:
There are only four short sentences in this poem, and there seems to be nothing profound and amazing in terms of content and language. It is only a narrative and description of seasons and climate, and it is a kind of scenery that "the mountains are deep and the seasons are not late" and "different from the flat settlements". But if you read it carefully, you will find that this simple and natural poem is far-reaching and interesting.
3. picking lotus songs
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The girl who picked the lotus put the girl who picked the lotus into the lotus leaf, as if the color was the same, and the girl's face was hidden in the blooming lotus, which reflected each other.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus.
Appreciate:
This poem is about a girl who picks lotus, but there is no positive description. Instead, the lotus leaf is green as a skirt, the lotus flower is red as a face, and no one can hear the singing, which skillfully blends the beauty and nature of a lotus picking girl. The whole poem is lively, poetic and full of life interest.