The sky is high and wide, the sky is white and the wind is clear, and the flowers are gradually folded.
Autumn fragrance is not strong, leaves fall idle, trees are sparse and autumn is near.
The breeze helps the willow, and the morning glow is bright. I walked under the willows on the river bank. The sky is blue, you are like a fairy in a splash-ink painting, and the gentle sunshine shines obliquely on your face. You are wearing a crimson pleated skirt, a small butterfly pierced pearl hairpin inclined away from the bun side, and the tassels hanging from your forehead have been blown away by the autumn wind. Look closely, cut your shoulders and thin your waist, and set new lychees on your cheeks. Pomegranate teeth are fragrant, your waist is clear, your eyebrows are bright, your teeth are white, your heart is snowy, your breath is blue, your autumn waters are magic jade, and your clouds are bright. The oriole standing at the bow picking shepherd's purse is singing in a low voice, with an elegant and pleasant voice. In this way, you gradually crossed the place not far from me, and the Buddha said: Looking back for 500 years is just a passer-by in this life. I still stood there thinking about the picture just now, and I couldn't return to my mind for a long time. Lotus has fallen, willow is sparse, rain has fallen, and the desert is cold. I walked alone on the rainy shore, staring at the direction where you left.
From then on, I slept day and night, tossing and turning, thinking about your appearance.
You have a good calyx, and roses smell good. The butterfly is a fragrant grass, the wind hisses at the top of the mountain, the shadow branches are scattered, and the residual willow is shaken at the beginning of cold. As time goes by, I have been to the first place many times, but I have never seen you again. I am playing the piano alone under the buttonwood tree, and a song "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix" plays, sometimes gentle and leisurely, sometimes breaking through the clouds, and sometimes flying like a phoenix. Orchids are full of flowers. The sound around the beam is really thinking about strings. Such as resentment, such as longing, such as crying. The sound is endless. Suddenly I seem to see your figure emerge under the opposite pavilion.
"Guan Guan Luo dove, in Hezhou. My fair lady, a gentleman is good. " Such a story is staged under this sky again.
2. Guan Ju theme This poem is a poet's love song for a beautiful girl who picks leeks by the river.
Guanju is a poem with simple meaning. Perhaps it is best in music, just as Confucius commented on the Analects of Confucius, Taber: "The beginning of the loyalty of teachers, the chaos of officials gathering, the joy of echo."
Chaos is an ensemble at the end of music. It is the second best in meaning.
Guan Ju didn't really write, but wrote in vain. Dai Junen said: "This poem only has' My Fair Lady, Gentleman is Good at My Fair Lady', but I turned over what I didn't get and wrote a scene of complaining; Digging out a passage that has been obtained and writing a happy scene is nothing more than describing the word' a gentleman is good at it'.
If you recognize the reality, it is a dream in a dream. Niu Yunzhen said: "Tossing and turning, playing pipa and drumming are all imaginary in the air, expressing feelings in the air, and the interpreter thinks that the facts have been lost. "
Are very insightful. Poetry describes the love between men and women in a virtual way, that is, the so-called "ideological realm", such as Han Guang, such as the moon rising, such as Zepi, and so on, and Guan Ju is the quietest and gentlest, with a beginning and an end, especially the happy ending. As a music song, send it as ".
A Brief Comment on Jiaxu [Edit this paragraph] "There was no Jiaxu in ancient times." The so-called acacia, hope but not, see but not; Although you work hard and give everything you want, you will never get it.
So the faint feelings are beyond words. I smell string songs, and the string stops and the sound is in my ears; After reading "Jia Jian" today, the article stops here, and the rest of my feelings never leave.
A reed, a reed, a wandering thing, swaying with the wind, stops at its roots, if it floats, if it stops, if it has nothing. Infinite thoughts, wandering in a trance, worrying about the roots.
Roots, love also. Acacia is not as good as acacia
Exposed to things, disappeared in an instant. Buddha said: Everything has its own way, like a dream.
If dew is like electricity, it should be seen this way; Love is a thing, illusory and shapeless. Zhuangzi said: "Happiness comes from the air and steam it into bacteria." .
That makes sense. Dew condenses into frost.
Earth, air and body fluid are born from the ground, and thin and cold are frost. Beauty is not available, so lovesickness is very beneficial and affectionate.
So it is called "not yet" and "not yet". Although you can't get it, you will suffer.
Don't ask for it, love never leaves! This lovesickness is the most bitter! Love is tied to the so-called Iraqi people. However, on the water side, I don't know where it is.
Jia Changjiang has a poem: "But which corner of the mountain, how do I know, through all these clouds?" "If a husband is happy, he will ask for something, so he waded through the water though he didn't know where he was.
It is called "back to back" and "back to back", which is also up and down. Moreover, the road twists and turns are hard to find, which is really a "up, he looks for green vanity, down, and the grave."
But in the end, "but he failed, and in two places, he didn't find the person he was looking for", but the pursuer was a phantom cloud, hidden from the mirror and would not be available. Acacia is beneficial, just like the shadow in front, within reach, but out of reach.
The phrase "everything is in the middle of the water" is as long as the sound of a broken string. Idiot? Dream? Every time I read this, I can't help but rejoice, sigh, complain and cry! [Edit this paragraph] Writing background Jia Jian is selected from The Book of Songs? National wind? Qin Feng, a folk song, came into being in Qin about 2,500 years ago.
There have always been different opinions about the content of this poem. To sum up, there are three main arguments: one is the theory of "stabbing Xianggong".
"Preface to Mao's Poems" says: "Jia Xu, stab Xiang Gong also. If Zhou Li cannot be used, the country cannot be consolidated. "
Su, a modern man, explained this meaning in the Book of Songs: "The so-called sage on the water side is a metaphor for the ritual system of the Zhou Dynasty. If you run the country against the rites in the Book of Rites, then "the Tao will be long if it is blocked", "the Tao will be broken" and "the Tao will be right", that is, it cannot be done and cannot be cured.
If you follow Zhou's rites, then the water, the water. "Water swimming" means that there is hope for governing the country. "
The second is the theory of "recruiting talents". Both Yao Jiheng's General Theory of the Book of Songs and Fang Yurun's Primitive Book of Songs are poems that introduce sages. "Yiren" means "sages": "sages live in seclusion on the waterfront, but people want to see them."
Or, saying, "You don't follow the path of seeking seclusion, and hermits avoid it." The third is the theory of "love".
Today, Lan Juyou, Fan, Gao Ting, Lu Huiwen and others all hold "love songs". For example, Lu Huiwen said: "This is a love song, and the poet is in trouble because the lover he is pursuing is out of reach.
It is an implicit metaphor to say that the river is cut off. "Because the skills of this poem can't be verified, and the reference to' Iraqis' in the poem is also difficult to gain credit, it is difficult to draw a conclusion on the above three theories.
Here, let's take it as a love poem. Jia Jian belongs to Qin Feng.
When Wang Xiaoshi was in Zhou Dynasty, Fei Zi, the ancestor of Qin State, was sealed in Qin Valley (now Tianshui, Gansu). When Wang Ping moved eastward, Qin Xianggong was escorted by troops and got a large fief in the west of Qishan.
Later, Qin gradually moved eastward, all in Yong (now Xingping, Shaanxi). The Qin area includes the area from Guanzhong of Shaanxi to southeastern Gansu.
Qin Feng * * * ten articles, mostly folk songs in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. The most prominent feature of the hierarchical structure is the repetition of chapters in the same structure, not only "Jia Jian", but also others, such as Yao Tao and Decline.
This repetition can be said to be the same structure, only one or two words are replaced, so that writing can achieve the effect of singing three sighs and reciting repeatedly, so as to fully express one's feelings. As for the writing technique, it is naturally xing.
Among them, the most distinctive and influential poet in the afternoon should be the use of awakening, which can avoid the abrupt shortcomings and has the characteristics of elegance and circuitous in the East. This poem has three overlapping chapters, and each chapter can be divided into four levels: the first two sentences take the awakening of flowers as the main line, showing a picture of the autumn river: late autumn morning, dense autumn water, green reeds, dew Ying Ying Ying, crystal clear as frost. This state is slightly sad in emptiness and loneliness, so it plays a good role in rendering the atmosphere and setting off the artistic conception of the persistent pursuit and elusive love expressed in the poem.
Three or four sentences tell the central image of the poem: the lyric hero strolls by the river and stares at the "Iraqi people" on the other side of the river. This "Iraqi" is the one he misses day and night.
"Being on the water side" is isolated from the world, which means to pursue difficulties and produce an unattainable realm. Although the lyric hero is eager to see through the autumn water and pursue it persistently, "Iraqis" are full of fog.
It's hard to see, so there are helpless feelings and empty and melancholy feelings in the poem. The following four sentences are two levels of juxtaposition, describing two different scenes on the water side.
"From there, the road is blocked and long."
3. Write a composition on the topic of "Guan Luo". The sky is high and wide, the sky is white and the wind is clear, and the flowers are gradually folded. Autumn fragrance is not strong, leaves are falling, and autumn is near. The breeze helps the willow, and the morning glow is bright. I walked under the willows on the river bank. The sky is blue, you are like a fairy in a splash-ink painting, gentle. At this time, the tassel hanging from the forehead has been blown away by the autumn wind. Look carefully, your shoulders are cut and your waist is thin, your cheeks are condensed with new plums, pomegranate teeth are fragrant, your waist is thin and clear, your eyebrows are bright and your teeth are white, your heart is ice and snow, your breath is blue, your clothes are like clouds, you naturally fly like Ruyan Liu, and a pair of white silk embroidered boots and exquisite embroidered peach blossoms are embedded in it. It is vivid, realistic and illusory. The oriole with elegant and sweet voice is singing in a low voice. So you gradually crossed from a place not far from me. Buddha said: Looking back 500 years in my last life, I only passed by for this life. I'm still standing by thinking about the picture just now, and I can't recover for a long time. Willow is sparse, it rains heavily and the desert is very cold. I walked alone in the drizzle and watched you leave. Thinking about yourself. You have a delicate calyx, and roses are fragrant. Butterflies make the grass fragrant, the wind blows the top of the battery, the shadows are scattered, and the early cold helps the willows. As time goes by, I have been to the first place many times, but I have never seen you again. I played the piano alone under the buttonwood tree, and a song "Phoenix Begging for Phoenix" played, sometimes slowly, sometimes through the clouds. I really miss what I think. If I complain like a longing, I will cry like a complaint. The reverberation is around the beam. Suddenly, I seem to see your figure emerge under the pavilion opposite me. "The story of the pigeon on the river. My Fair Lady is a good gentleman. " It is staged under this sky again.
4. What is the theme of Guan Ju? Appreciation has been popular in recent years, but I think this kind of article is not easy to write.
In particular, to talk about the works in Three Hundred Poems, we must first pass the exegesis and then understand the theme of the poem. Because wind, elegance and praise are far away, their appreciation is often in the exegesis of words.
In the old days, 300 poems were regarded as classics, and the ancients said that each poem was attached; If you don't know the meaning of a poem, it is like a cloud in the sky and a haze in the daytime. You must see through the clouds to understand poetry. Here, I take Guan Ju as an example to illustrate, but it is inevitable that people will be cynical in a cliche way.
Today, probably no one believes in the so-called "Guan Ju" and "the virtue of empresses" in Preface to Mao Shi. It is said that Guan Ju is a processed folk love song, so I'm afraid it won't go too far.
Qi, Lu and Han (including Sima Qian and Liu Xiang) all think it is irony. What is the explanation? In addition, the ancients emphasized the theory of "four beginnings" (that is, Guanju was the beginning of "wind", elegance, elegance and fu), and thought Guanju was the beginning.
These all need our explanation. I think there are two problems in their interpretation of poetry, whether it is the three poems of Qi, Lu and Han in the current literary school or Mao's poems in the ancient prose school: first, they don't understand that most of the "national customs" are folk songs, and they blame every poem on the emperors, queens or princes and wives of various countries; The second is to confuse the original intention of writing poetry with the later extended meaning.
Three poets saw in Guanju that "I can't wait, but I am sleepy and think about it;" If you are leisurely and carefree, you will blame Zhou Kangwang, saying that poetry satirizes him for "losing his virtue", just as Sima Qian said in the preface to the Chronicle of Twelve Governors: "Lack of Zhou Dao is a poet's seat and Guan Yu is a work." Later, in order to oppose the three poems, Shi Mao violated the modern literary method and talked about the virtue of empresses, with the aim of saying that this was not a poem, but a poem of praise.
If we realize that there are indeed many folk songs in the fifteen-nation system and eliminate the ways and means of taking them out of context, the fog artificially added by the three poets and Shi Mao will be swept away, and the true colors of poetry will naturally be revealed. As for "Guanju" as the beginning of "national style", I think it is human nature.
The ancients originally said that "300 poems" were preserved because they were singing music and had nothing to do with poetry, so some satirical poems or bold and provocative love poems were not deleted and eliminated by the ruling class. I think, judging from the content of 300 poems, it is always necessary to collect poems from all over the country before giving them music. The music you set must not be completely irrelevant to the content of the poem, but you can use irrelevant music scores at will.
The reason why Guan Ju is the beginning of the "wind" is probably related to the content. Because there are some words in the poem, such as "Friends of the Harp" and "Music of the Bells and Drums", which are very suitable for singing at the wedding, I matched it with a melancholy melody at the beginning and a jubilant melody at the end as a sonata at the wedding.
Because of love, it is human nature to cover "thinking about clothes while sleeping" and "thinking about it instead", so it is sad without hurting ("sadness" means beautiful and moving); Marriage between husband and wife is an excellent thing, and the collocation of a gentleman and a lady does not violate feudal ethics, so although it is fun, it is not immoral. In this way, it is naturally listed as the first of the "national style".
Until today, when we meet a festive festival, we still have to sing some cheerful and lively songs and play some inspirational songs to get what we want. This is not superstition, but an atmosphere suitable for festivals.
If you play funeral music and sing mourning poems when holding a happy event, whether it is auspicious or not, the superstitious view will at least have the opposite effect of disappointing and ruining the scene, which is always annoying. The "Three Hundred Articles" movement was formulated by the ruling class. Of course, good luck is needed. At the beginning of the article, the works reflecting the festive atmosphere are listed.
This is not only in line with the interests of one's own class, that is, it is justified from the perspective of human nature. Since ancient times, Guan Ju has been divided into two chapters.
One is that every four sentences are a chapter, and the whole poem has five chapters. The other is divided into three chapters, with four sentences in the first chapter and eight sentences in the second and third chapters.
Literally, I prefer the second method. The first chapter is a general introduction with an objective attitude; The second and third chapters begin with the hero. First of all, he said that he missed the lady and couldn't even sleep. Then, after he proposes to a lady, he will do everything possible to make her feel happy and comfortable.
If the second chapter is close to reality, then the third chapter is romantic, and the lyric hero is intoxicated with the bright future of love success. When it comes to the expression of this poem, there have always been two opinions.
That is to say, among several expressive techniques of Fu, Bi and Xing, some people think that the description of "Guan Guan Gui Yu" and "shepherd's purse flowing unevenly from left to right" is Bi Xing, while "birds in the river and shepherd's purse" arouses a gentleman's desire for a lady and is the theme of the poem. Another view is that this poem is "Fu" from beginning to end.
There are two explanations for saying that its technique is "Fu". First, the ancients often said that picking shepherd's purse was originally the "work" that aristocratic women (including empresses and concubines) should do, so it was "fu"; Second, modern people say this is a realistic love song. The young man took a fancy to the working girl who picked leeks by the river and confessed. Whether it's the singing of "pheasant dove" or the picking of leeks, it's what a gentleman sees and hears, and of course it belongs to the "straight" "Fu".
These statements are reasonable, and readers may wish to refer to each other. However, if I were to tell this poem, I would rather say "Bi Xing".
The so-called figurative technique, especially "Xing", is not that the poet finds something out of thin air and stuffs it into his poems, but that he uses the actual scenery he sees and hears at present as the medium to express his thoughts and feelings and create associations by the way. We can admit that "Guan Guan's dove is in the river continent" is a real scene before the poet, but this pair of waterfowl snuggling and echoing each other on the river continent will naturally arouse the strong desire of unmarried young men to find a young lady as a spouse.
The poet only took a fancy to Guan Guan Ji Ge when choosing poetry materials.
5. Write a story with Guan Ju as the topic. I'm a clown. I can only farm.
One day at noon, I sprinkled the last bag of fertilizer, caught the last bug in the cornfield and jumped into the river to take a bath. A few silly big birds are flying around in the air, and the sky is really fucking blue. For example, Wen Jiu's face after his father died.
A song from far to near, graceful and melodious, seems to be MM, listening: "I love taking a bath, I love taking a bath, Lala Lala Lala, it is better to soak in rich skin, and I want to find Lala Lala without rich skin." . . "。
As the song approached, I didn't know what to do, so I had to find some aquatic plants in the river to cover my lower body. Just when I was in a hurry, I heard a scream. I looked up and saw a MM standing on the shore. I'm sorry to say that at my age, only my mother has ever seen nudity. At that time, my face must have been red, and I didn't know what to say. MM said, "Good figure, just like my mother is my new home!" "I don't understand, and asked," what kind of mother and family? ",MM, a smile, my god, she is so beautiful, even a whore is handsome than two widows in the village. I was shocked, the grass in my hand was loose, and I drifted around. MM sighed and turned away. Reed flew away, Iraqi people passed away, and I only saw the graceful back, walking like a rhythm, and my heart thumped. .
I stood in the water for a long time until those stupid big birds in the air thought I was a dead fish and bit me a few times before I came to my senses. .., my god, and this PP MM?
After that, I couldn't sleep. I think of her every night. After tossing and turning the N-neck pad, I understand that this is' love'. I decided to find my' love', so I put down my hoe, picked up the harp and bell and drum that I had been playing since I was a child, and walked out of the land where I was born and raised to find my' love'.
After many ups and downs and many cities, I finally broke into a world with my musical talent (just like the brokers and nobles said), but I never found my' love'. .
So I continued to search for vagrancy, and now it is not called vagrancy, but called' Super Musical Genius Spring and Autumn Tour Concert'
Many years later, I found her at a concert held by Zhao Guo. God, she's still so beautiful. I have met many women over the years, but none can compare with her. She doesn't seem to know me anymore. She just snuggled up to a fat pig like a cat and called him' zero'. I know that guy. He is a classmate of Wang Zhao's sister-in-law's second uncle's third uncle's second son. I heard that he is rich and has several multinational companies.
I worked hard at that concert, and the whole concert seemed to be performed for her. I hope she can recognize me, but she doesn't seem to recognize me except her eyes are getting brighter and brighter. ..
How come... How did this happen? I have worked hard for her for so many years and spent so much effort. I can't miss the opportunity in vain. So I sang the song when we first met at the concert, "I love taking a bath. I like bathing and being gay. If you don't have rich people, it's better to get rich and find a lesbian. " . . ",I know this kind of Chun Xue concert to sing this kind of song in the people. Zhao's sages will feel insulted, will strongly protest, and may wage war against the motherland, and my music career will be over. ..
Sure enough, this caused a storm, and the sages of the Zhao family swore and left. Before she left, she looked back at me. I knew she recognized it. I knew it. . ..
After losing money, I became poor again and was forbidden to touch musical instruments again. I have been staying in Zhao, wandering the streets like a dog, hoping to see her again.
Late at night, she finally came, alone. She took me to a big house. While I was changing and taking a shower, she was still picking out new clothes for me. She was still surprised to see my body. She doesn't seem to have changed, so beautiful and lovely.
So ...
I caressed her smooth and plump shoulders and told her about the frustrations and beloved people for so many years. She cried.
I told her that I loved her and hoped that she could stay with me in the future. She said that she likes being with me, but she can't live without money.
I am silent.
She said she could adopt a spouse and I could live in this big house in the future. She will come here often, so count together.
I said no, I just want you to be with me because I love you.
She was silent. "What love can you talk about in this age?"
I got dressed and walked out of the house regardless of her obstruction. Back to my hometown
After so many years, the love I am looking for is like this. . . . . .
A few years later, when I was hoeing, I saw the river and those stupid big birds again. I felt it, so I wrote this song "Guanju".
6. How to write a composition in the form of a story (Guan Yu)? Whose call it is, so real, whose heart it is, so exploring. Spoony people are always wandering on the clear banks of the river, and the warm sunshine warms their bodies and hearts. Seeing the osprey cruising side by side, I was so attached that my eyes flew, looking for the girl who missed me but never approached.
You see, it's her. A leaf boat swings around with Shui Piao, and Huang Cancan's shepherd's purse is picked up with slender and dexterous hands. There is a little smile on his face, and there may be songs humming in his rosy lips, but it took a lot of effort, but I still didn't hear it. I am really jealous of shepherd's purse and swimming fish. I hate that I am a shepherd's purse, and I can finally get close to her heart when I leave my roots; I hope I can become a swimming fish. I can hover in the water under the boat and kiss her reflection.
Graceful girls are always in dreams, close at hand and out of reach. On that tossing and turning night, her mind was full of her clear shadow. What's her last name, where does she live, and is she engaged to anyone else? When she turns her head that day, will she find the man standing a stone's throw away? How can I express my full love to her? Numerous questions hover in my mind, taking away my sleep and soul, but I am willing to suffer day and night. Pin all my best wishes on that half-asleep fantasy.
How I wish I could be with her, like a pair of mandarin ducks and a pigeon, playing touching music like a harp, and playing unspeakable love for her with bells and drums.
Beautiful girl, but always so focused, pick and choose, when can I look up at the boy who has been singing this love song on the river bank for a long time?
7. The main ideas and themes of Guan Ju and Wei Jia The theme of Guan Ju is the first poem in the Book of Songs, which tells the story of a gentleman (that is, a teenager) missing and admiring a man.
I can't sleep at night for her, thinking over and over again. Imagine having a chance to tell her.
It is a positive love song. It shows the ancient people's pursuit and yearning for a better and happier life.
The poet's emotion: the poet's love for the beautiful girl picking leeks by the river. The theme of Sword House is a poem that misses people. The poem is about the pursuit of the people who missed it, but in the end it left me beyond my reach. Zan and Jia are both plant names, namely reed.
The first two sentences are very interesting. The poet's lingering melancholy about Qiu Ren in Jia Xu belongs to the parting between lovers.
8. What is the theme expressed by Guan Ju? By describing a man's passionate pursuit of a girl, Guan Ju shows the author's beautiful expectation for a happy marriage.
Extended data.
Guo Feng Nan Zhou Guanluo is the first poem in the Book of Songs, the first collection of poems in ancient China. It is generally believed that this is a love song describing the love between men and women.
This poem skillfully adopts the expression of "xing" in art.
9. It is rare to write a composition of 100 with a sentence from Guan Ju.
Sunlight crept through the window lattice, and the railings outside the window were covered with cool mottled leaves. So he followed the footsteps of the sun fragments and the pleasant whistle of pheasants aimlessly, feeling particularly comfortable.
It seems that I haven't been in such a good mood for a long time. Looking at the other side of the lake from a distance, a gentle and graceful woman in a plain skirt is trying to smooth the restless lake with her hands, lowering her head and gently selecting the grass covered with emerald water drops. So she walked quickly in the direction of the woman. He wanted to chat with her on such a beautiful afternoon and relieve the exhausted emptiness in her heart.
But when he approached, his steps stopped involuntarily. -the grass in the lake is smart in the breeze, which sets off the quiet and beautiful face together with the rolling clouds in the blue sky.
Although she bent down to pick up grass, the graceful silhouette was enough for him to imagine her elegant and graceful walking posture. Although she is a simple woman, her eyes are a little melancholy, and her chin is slightly lowered, which sets off her usual clarity and high altitude. The wind messed up her hair and his thoughts.
He watched all this with bated breath. This passionate wind struck the memory of his hazy dream like lightning, and then he really knew, "She appeared in my dream many times!" " "The woman seemed to perceive someone standing beside her, stroking her long hair gently, tilting her face slightly, staring at the strange man like a deer, her eyes staring at each other, and her heart softened into a charming aquatic plant. Women smiled and bowed their heads, ranging from smart children to shy girls.
Suddenly, such a smiling moment, like a rose that blooms thousands of times under the lens, took away his whole heart at once. The most gentle is that bow, like a lotus flower.
From then on, there was no room in his mind. Every corner is covered with pictures of women smiling.
Tossing and turning, he knew that this was love at first sight. Staring at the blue-black sky in the distance, watching the sparse stars in the distance.
This song is full of worries. All because the woman euphemistically refused his love.
She has her own sweetheart. Similarly, his smile is the most precious in her memory. After all, he still understands that this is an unchangeable ending.
But how much he wants to play a song she likes to listen to in front of her. If she wants to listen, he is willing to play it for her all afternoon, even for life. The still water is deep, all the injured thoughts flow to the deepest part of the heart valley, and put your heart in the tenderest place in your heart.
10. Guan Ju's prose composition is full of water waves, full of river conditions, water waves turn up, and water birds flap their wings and fly. A dusty story was uncovered. Three thousand years ago, he was madly in love with her, playing the tune of love songs and reciting love poems for her day and night, but she didn't.
Twenty years later, time is like bare sand. He has become a forty-year-old family, but the bride is not her. She is no longer a flower, and there is no man to chase her.
Finally found a good family, but she didn't listen to her parents and lived alone. After another twenty years, he only stayed at home every day and occasionally thought of her. I wonder if he still knows him.
As expected, she had already forgotten him, her hair was dry and toothless, and she staggered and fell down when she walked. Lying alone in a humble hospital bed, no one came to take care of her. A flock of ducks swam across the river and quacked at her. Tears ran down her cheeks. His love is a flowering branch, but it doesn't belong to her in the end.
The Xuan paper of Wen floated the ink fragrance of Tang Dynasty: hate it, hate it to the end of the world. I don't know what the mountains and the moon are thinking, but the water and the wind fall in front of me, swaying Yun Lan and slanting.
Monopolizing the fireflies under the moon, it illuminates a lonely, green shuttle swinging, with no trace of water waves, and the opening story sinks to the bottom of the river.