1. Wang Wei’s poems about hating officialdom
Wang Wei’s poems about hating officialdom 1. Ancient poems about pastoral scenery Vocabulary about hating officialdom
Drinking poems Chapter 5: Tao Yuanming built his house in a human environment, without the noise of horses or carriages.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
One of the five poems of "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"* Tao Yuanming was a young man who had no suitable rhymes and his nature was to love hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.
The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden.
The square house covers an area of ??more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall.
The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, and roosters crow on top of the mulberry trees.
The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.
Reward Zhang Shaofu* Wang Wei was very quiet in his later years and did not care about anything. I have no long-term plan, and I know I will return to the old forest.
The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. When you ask poor questions, the fishermen's songs go deep into Pu Shen.
Ambition* Wang Ji Donggao looks forward to the evening, where can he rely on? The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun. The shepherds are driving back their calves, and the hunting horses are returning with their poultry.
We care about each other but have no acquaintance, and we sing long songs and pick up the flowers. Wangchuan's leisurely residence is a gift to Pei Xiucai. Dihan Mountain turns green and the autumn water gurgls.
Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind. The sun is still setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.
On the summer day, I got drunk and sang wildly in front of the five willows. In his later years, Shaofu Zhang was very quiet and didn't care about anything.
If you have no long-term strategy, you will return to the old forest. The wind in the pine trees unwinds the belt, and the moonlight in the mountains plays the harp.
The group asked poor people about rationale, and the fishermen’s songs went deep into Pu Shen. Returning to Songshan Mountain to lead the Qingchuan River, the carriages and horses go leisurely.
The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk. The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.
After a long journey, Song Gao came back and retreated. Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi is close to Tiandu, with mountains and seas connected.
The white clouds look back and merge, and the blue mist comes in to see nothing. The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshine are different.
If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water. After passing Xiangji Temple, I didn’t know Xiangji Temple. I entered Yunfeng within a few miles.
Where is the bell in the deep mountains where there are no people walking on the ancient trees? The sound of the spring swallows the rocks, and the sun is cold and green. In the dusk, the empty pond is melodious, and Zen is used to control the poisonous dragon.
The Han River overlooks Chu, Sai, Sanxiang and Jingmen. The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful.
In the county town of Bucheonpo, waves ripple across the sky. It's a nice windy day in Xiangyang, and I'm left drunk with the mountain man.
Qingxiyan enters Huanghuachuan, and every time it flows into the Qingxi River. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
There are few bells and official residences in the forbidden area, and there are few people singing birds in the province.
In the morning, I shake my jade pendant and go to the golden palace, and in the evening, I worship Suo Wei with a book from heaven. The old man who has a strong desire to obey the king will take off his court clothes due to illness.
Xinqingye (one night) looks at the vastness of Xinqingyuan. Extremely untainted.
Guomen faces the ferry. The village trees are connected to the mouth of the stream.
Outside Baishui Mingtian. After Bifeng comes out of the mountain.
There is no idle person in the farming month. The whole family is in trouble.
The Book of Songs·Bin Feng - "July" and "July" were called "China's oldest pastoral poem of the four seasons" by Qian Zhongshu. It "narrates the hard work and hardship of farmers from the beginning to the end" Life. But this poem does not serve as a model; the pastoral poems of later generations, as shown in Jiang Yan's "Za" poems, all come from Tao Qian's example."
("Selected Poems of the Song Dynasty"). ") Fire flows in the seventh month, and clothes are given in the ninth month. On the first day, there is hair, and on the second day, the body is strong.
How can one die without clothes or brown? On the third day, he was in Shu, and on the fourth day, he raised his toes. My wife and I are so happy to meet each other in our southern acres. The fire flows in the seventh month, and the clothes are given in the ninth month.
On a sunny day in spring, there is a song called Cang Geng. The woman holds the Yi basket, obeys his subtle movements, and seeks the softness of love? The spring day is late, and I am picking Qi Qi.
The woman was so sad that she almost died with her son. In July, there is flowing fire, in August, there are weeds.
The silkworms are slitting mulberries in the moon, and they use the ax to cut down the mulberry trees from far away. In July, the tune is played, and in August, achievements are recorded.
I, Zhu Kongyang, am Young Master Shang. In April, the flowers show off, and in May, the flowers bloom.
It is harvested in August and lost in October. One day, I met a raccoon dog and took that fox and made it the prince's fur.
On the same day, they showed off their martial arts skills. If you talk about keeping your pigs to yourself, you can offer pigeons to the public.
In May the katydids move their stock, and in June the partridge flutters its feathers. July is outdoors, August is in the house, September is at home, and in October crickets come under my bed.
The sky suffocated the smoked rats and forced them towards Yihu. My wife said that she wanted to change her age, so she came into this room.
In June, eat eucalyptus and bean sprouts, and in July, cook sunflower seeds and bean sprouts. Peel dates in August and harvest rice in October.
For this reason, spring wine is used to promote eyebrows and longevity. In the seventh month, I eat melons, in the eighth month I break the pot, in the ninth month I gather tea and firewood, and I feed my peasants.
In September, fields and gardens were built, and in October, crops were harvested. The millet and millet are heavy on the grain, and the hemp and wheat are heavy.
Hey, I am a farmer. Since our crops are the same, I have entered the imperial palace. During the day, you are on the Mao, and at night, you are hanging on the bamboo.
As soon as he takes advantage of the house, he begins to sow hundreds of grains. On the second day, the ice was cut and rushed, and on the third day, it was collected in the lingyin.
On the fourth day, when the fleas are gone, a lamb is sacrificed to a leek. The frost is eliminated in September, and the fields are washed away in October.
Drinking wine and feasting, saying killing the lamb. Enter his court, call him his grandson, and live forever! Note: "Bin Feng" is a poem from the Bindi area, consisting of seven chapters.
Bin, also written as Ping, is the place where Gong Liu, the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, moved and developed. It is in the area of ??Xunyi and Ping County in today's Shaanxi Province. This work area has many old customs of the Zhou people. "The people there have the legacy of the ancestors. They are good at farming and are engaged in their own business. Therefore, Bin's poem said that farming and mulberry farming are well-prepared for food and clothing."
("Hanshu Geography") ) The style of poetry is generous, joyful but not restrained ("Zuo Zhuan" Notes of the 29th year of Duke Xiang) Liuhuo: Mars has already set in the west at dusk in July. The wind and cold are strong. Li Lie: The first day is cold, the second day is the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, the third day of the twelfth lunar month is the third day, the fourth day is the first lunar month, and the second day is in Shu: repairing farm tools.
Almost: Fear of 荐 reed: grown 荐 reed.
樨: sound gun, axe, square handle hole. 镵: sound bureau, shrike. Achievements: Fangma Kongyang: Very distinctive. Xin: The name of the grass is Polygala.
蜩: sound bar, cicada falls; leaves of grass and trees fall. The same meaning as in Jiyin and spit: gathering.
Yi: the sound is gone, Tu Yu: the name of the tree.
薁: sound jade, plum belongs to broken pot: picking gourds. Shu Ju: Clean up the green hemp.
Juyinjutu: Yintu, a kind of bitter vegetable. Ao: Yinchu, Ailanthus tree Zhi: Yinlu, late-planted early-maturing cereals Zhi: Yintao, rope Lingyin: ice cellar Si Gong: Yin Sigong, appreciation of wine utensils: "July" narrates the production labor and work of farmers throughout the year Life reflects the rich content of productive labor and strong solar terms and customs. It should be said to be a rare life custom painting.
The poem uses chronological order as the main clue, describing it by month, and also categorizing it. It opens and closes vertically and horizontally, with each section containing one empty space and one picture. From the beginning of farming to the end of the harvest, there are women delivering food, girls picking mulberries, farmers going to the fields, knights hunting, nobles in the office, there are many characters.
2. The ancient poems about pastoral scenery hate the vocabulary of officialdom
Drinking Poems No. 5* Tao Yuanming built his cottage in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses.
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see the Nanshan Mountain leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
One of the five poems of "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields"* Tao Yuanming was a young man who had no suitable rhymes, and his nature was to love hills and mountains. I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.
The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss. Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden.
The square house covers an area of ??more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows shade the back eaves, and the peach and plum trees in front of the hall.
The distant village is warm and the smoke is lingering in the ruins. Dogs bark in the deep alleys, and roosters crow on top of the mulberry trees.
The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure. After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.
Reward Zhang Shaofu* In his later years, Wang Wei was very quiet and did not care about anything. I have no long-term plan, and I know I will return to the old forest.
The pine wind blows the belt, and the mountain moon shines on the piano. When you ask poor questions, the fishermen's songs go deep into Pu Shen.
Ambition* Wang Ji Donggao looks forward to the evening, where can he rely on? The trees are all in autumn colors, and the mountains are only covered with the setting sun. The shepherds are driving back their calves, and the hunting horses are returning with their poultry.
We care about each other but have no acquaintance, and we sing long songs and pick up the flowers. Wangchuan's leisurely residence is a gift to Pei Xiucai. Dihan Mountain turns green and the autumn water gurgls.
Leaning on a stick outside the firewood door, listening to the evening cicadas in the wind. The sun is still setting over the ferry, and the lonely smoke is rising in the ruins.
On the summer day, I got drunk and sang wildly in front of the five willows. In his later years, Shaofu Zhang was very quiet and didn't care about anything.
If you have no long-term strategy, you will return to the old forest. The wind in the pine trees unwinds the belt, and the moonlight in the mountains plays the harp.
The group asked poor people about rationale, and the fishermen’s songs went deep into Pu Shen. Returning to Songshan Mountain to lead the Qingchuan River, the carriages and horses go leisurely.
The water flows as intended, and the birds return at dusk. The deserted city is near the ancient ferry, and the setting sun fills the autumn mountains.
After a long journey, Song Gao came back and retreated. Zhongnan Mountain Taiyi is close to Tiandu, with mountains and seas connected.
The white clouds look back and merge, and the blue mist comes in to see nothing. The peaks in the field change, and the clouds and sunshine are different.
If you want to stay somewhere, ask the woodcutter across the water. After passing Xiangji Temple, I didn’t know Xiangji Temple. I entered Yunfeng within a few miles.
Where is the bell in the deep mountains where there are no people walking on the ancient trees? The sound of the spring swallows the rocks, and the sun is cold and green. In the dusk, the music of the empty pool is used to calm the poisonous dragon.
The Han River overlooks Chu, Sai, Sanxiang and Jingmen. The river flows beyond the sky and the earth, and the mountains are beautiful.
In the county town of Bucheonpo, waves ripple across the sky. It's a nice windy day in Xiangyang, and I'm left drunk with the mountain man.
Qingxiyan enters Huanghuachuan, and every time it flows into the Qingxi River. There will be thousands of turns along the mountain, and the journey will be endless.
Noisy in the rocks, but quiet in the deep pines. The ripples are full of water chestnuts, and the clear water reflects the reeds.
My mind is already idle, and the clear river is so peaceful. Please stay on the rock, fishing will be over.
There are few bells and official residences in the forbidden area, and there are few people singing birds in the province.
In the morning, I shake my jade pendant and go to the golden palace, and in the evening, I worship Suo Wei with a book from heaven. The old man who has a strong desire to obey the king will take off his court clothes due to illness.
Xinqingye (one night) looks at the vastness of Xinqingyuan. Extremely untainted.
Guomen faces the ferry. The village trees are connected to the mouth of the stream.
Outside Baishui Mingtian. After Bifeng comes out of the mountain.
There is no idle person in the farming month. The whole family is in trouble.
The Book of Songs·Bin Feng - "July" and "July" are called "China's oldest pastoral poems of the four seasons" by Qian Zhongshu. It "narrates the hard work and hardship of farmers from beginning to end" Life. But this poem does not serve as a model; the pastoral poems of later generations, as shown in Jiang Yan's "Za" poems, all come from Tao Qian's example."
("Selected Poems of the Song Dynasty"). ") Fire flows in the seventh month, and clothes are given in the ninth month. On the first day, there is hair, and on the second day, the body is strong.
How can one die without clothes or brown? On the third day, he was in Shu, and on the fourth day, he raised his toes. My wife and I are so happy to meet each other in our southern acres and farmland! The fire flows in the seventh month, and the clothes are given in the ninth month.
On a sunny day in spring, there is a song called Cang Geng. The woman holds the Yi basket, obeys his subtle movements, and seeks the softness of love? The spring day is late, and I am picking Qi Qi.
The woman was so sad that she almost died with her son. In July, there is flowing fire, in August, there are weeds.
The silkworms are slitting mulberries in the moon, and they use the ax to cut down the mulberry trees from far away. In July, the tune is played, and in August, achievements are recorded.
I, Zhu Kongyang, am Young Master Shang. In April, the flowers show off, and in May, the flowers bloom.
It is harvested in August and lost in October. One day, I met a raccoon dog and took that fox and made it the prince's fur.
On the same day, they showed off their martial arts skills. If you talk about keeping your pigs to yourself, you can offer pigeons to the public.
In May the katydids move their stock, and in June the partridge flutters its feathers. July is outdoors, August is in the house, September is at home, and in October crickets come under my bed.
The dome suffocated the smoked rats and forced them towards Yihu. My wife said that she wanted to change her age, so she came into this room.
In June, eat eucalyptus and bean sprouts, and in July, cook sunflower seeds and bean sprouts. Peel dates in August and harvest rice in October.
For this reason, spring wine is used to promote eyebrows and longevity. In the seventh month, I eat melons, in the eighth month I break the pot, in the ninth month I gather tea and firewood, and I feed my peasants.
In September, fields and gardens were built, and in October, crops were harvested. The millet and millet are heavy on the grain, and the hemp and wheat are heavy.
Hey, I am a farmer. Since our crops are the same, I have entered the imperial palace. During the day, you are on the Mao, and at night, you are hanging on the bamboo.
As soon as he takes advantage of the house, he begins to sow hundreds of grains. On the second day, the ice was cut and rushed, and on the third day, it was collected in the lingyin.
On the fourth day, when the fleas are gone, a lamb is sacrificed to a leek. The frost is eliminated in September, and the fields are washed away in October.
Drinking wine and feasting, it is said that the lamb will be killed. Enter his court, call him his grandson, and live forever! Note: "Bin Feng" is a poem from the Bindi area, consisting of seven chapters.
Bin, also written as Ping, is the place where Gong Liu, the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty, moved and developed. It is in the area of ??Xunyi and Ping County in today's Shaanxi Province. This work area has many old customs of the Zhou people. "The people there have the legacy of the ancestors. They are good at farming and are engaged in their own business. Therefore, Bin's poem said that farming and mulberry farming are well-prepared for food and clothing."
("Hanshu Geography") ) The style of poetry is generous, joyful but not restrained ("Zuo Zhuan" notes in the 29th year of Duke Xiang) Liuhuo: Mars has already set in the west at dusk in July. The wind and cold are strong. Li Lie: The first day is the coldest day, the second day is the eleventh month of the lunar calendar, the third day of the twelfth lunar month is the third day, the fourth day is the first lunar month, and the second day is in Shu: repairing farm tools.
Almost: Fear of 荐 reed: grown 荐 reed.
樨: sound gun, axe, square handle hole. 镵: sound bureau, shrike. Achievements: Fangma Kongyang: Very distinctive. Xin: The name of the grass is Polygala.
蜩: sound bar, cicada falls; leaves of grass and trees fall. The same meaning as in Jiyin and spit: gathering.
絵: continue 赵: 吐豜: between the sounds, the three-year-old pig Qiongzhi: plug the hole in the wall. Yi: the sound is gone, Tu Yu: the name of the tree.
薁: sound jade, plum belongs to broken pot: picking gourds. Shu Ju: Clean up the green hemp.
Juyinjutu: Yintu, a kind of bitter vegetable. Ao: Yinchu, Ailanthus tree Zhi: Yinlu, late-planted early-maturing cereals Zhi: Yintao, rope Lingyin: ice cellar Si Gong: Yin Sigong, appreciation of wine utensils: "July" narrates the production labor and work of farmers throughout the year Life reflects the rich content of productive labor and strong solar terms and customs. It should be said to be a rare life custom painting.
The poem uses chronological order as the main clue, describing it by month, and also categorizing it. It opens and closes vertically and horizontally, with each section containing empty space and one picture. From the beginning of farming to the end of harvest, women delivering food, girls picking mulberries, farmers going to the fields, knights hunting, nobles in the office, people.
3. Ancient poems about the pursuit of freedom and aversion to officialdom
I know one of them, "Returning to the Garden" by Tao Yuanming:
There is little to suit the vulgar charm, and one’s nature is to love hills and mountains.
I accidentally fell into the dust net and passed away for thirty years.
The tame bird misses the old forest, and the fish in the pond miss the old abyss.
Open up the wilderness in the south, stay humble and return to the garden.
The square house covers more than ten acres and has eight or nine thatched houses.
Elms and willows shade the back eaves, and peach and plum blossoms line the front of the hall.
Nuannuan is far away from the village, and the smoke is in the ruins.
Dogs bark in the deep alleys, cocks crow on top of mulberry trees.
The courtyard is clean of dust and clutter, and the empty room has plenty of leisure.
After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.
Another poem by Tao Yuanming in the middle school textbook also expresses similar emotions, "Drinking" (Part 5):
The house is in a human environment, without the noise of cars and horses .
How can you do this? The mind is far away from itself.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can see Nanshan leisurely.
The mountain air is getting better day by day, and the birds are flying back and forth.
There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it.
Please refer to it for your own reference ~~~
4. Are there any poems about expressing the helplessness of officialdom?
Li Bai will enter the wine, but you will not see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky. , rushing to the sea and never returning.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening. If you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon.
I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all my money has been spent. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen and Dan Qiusheng: When you are about to drink wine, don’t stop drinking. I sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time. In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen had a banquet, drinking and drinking, and had a lot of fun. What does the master mean if he has less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you. Explanation of the poem: Haven't you seen that the raging water of the Yellow River seems to be pouring from the sky? It rolls eastward, towards the East China Sea, and will never return.
Haven’t you seen that white hair in the high hall, facing the mirror, lamenting deeply? In the morning, my head was still covered with black hair, but in the evening it became like snow. Therefore, every time you are proud of your life, you should be happy and never let the golden cup be empty against the bright moon.
Since God has created me as a pillar of talent, I will definitely be put to use. Even if I lose a thousand taels of gold, I will get it again. Let's enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle. Today we meet, and we really want to toast three hundred.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, please drink quickly and don’t stop. I will sing a song for you. Please listen carefully to me. The luxurious life of enjoying sumptuous food amidst the sound of bells and drums is not worth cherishing. I hope I will never be intoxicated and unwilling to wake up.
Since ancient times, the sages have all felt lonely and lonely. Only those who put their love and wine in love can leave a good reputation. The king of Chen, Cao Zhi, once held a banquet in Pingguang City. Even if a dou of wine was worth ten thousand, he would drink as much as he wanted.
Master, why did you say you don’t have much money? Go buy some wine so we can drink together. Bringing in the precious five-flowered horse, taking out the expensive golden fur, and exchanging them all for fine wine, let us work together to dissolve this endless eternal sorrow! Appreciation of poetry and prose: Drinking with friends is a happy event in life, and it happens to be a time when talents are “unappreciated”, so the poetry of wine is expressed incisively and vividly.
The poet's emotions and literary thoughts are like an unstoppable storm at this moment; they are also like a river flowing into the sea and flowing thousands of miles. Time passes, like a river flowing into the sea and never returning; life is short, looking at the green hair and white snow in the morning and dusk; the insignificance of life seems to be an irreparable tragedy, and the only thing that can relieve worries is golden bottles of wine.
This is Li Bai's style of sadness: sad but strong, sad but not sad, extremely angry but extremely bold. On the outside, he laments how easy it is to grow old in life, but on the inside, he laments the lack of talent.
The disillusionment of ideals was caused by the dark society, and the poet was unable to change it, so he turned his overwhelming anger into a bold act of pleasure, venting his dissatisfaction, dispelling his sorrow, and resisting reality. The whole article has great ups and downs, with the poetic mood suddenly rising and falling, turning from sadness to joy, to wildness, to anger, and then to wildness again. Finally, it comes down to "eternal sorrow", which responds to the beginning of the chapter, like a river flowing vertically and horizontally, twisting and turning, and capable of carrying a cauldron.
The whole poem has five tones, different sentence lengths, and an extraordinary atmosphere. This piece of work is so miraculous that it can shock the heavens and the earth and make ghosts and gods weep. It is the pinnacle work of the poet Li Bai.
Li Bai's poems about wine can express his personality very well. Although these poems lasted for a long time, their ideological content will be deeper and their artistic expression will be more mature. "Jianjinjiu" is his masterpiece.
"Jiangjinjiu" was originally a melody of a Han Yuefu short flute and cymbal song. The title means "a song to encourage wine", so the ancient lyrics have the saying "Jiangjinjiu, ride on the big white". The author's famous poem "Fill it in to express his own intention" (Xiao Shiyun's "Classification Supplementary Notes on Li Taibai's Poems") was written about the eleventh year of Tianbao (752). At that time, he and his friend Cen Xun were in Songshan with another friend Yuan Dan. Qiu's Yingyang Mountain residence was a guest, and the three of them had a high-level banquet ("Rewarding Cen Xun Jianxunjiu Yuan Danqiu treated each other with wine and poems": "Not thousands of miles away, fate comes to greet each other.
When I meet Yuan Danqiu, I climb the mountain to feast in the blue sky. I suddenly think about me while drinking, and I roar in the clear sky."
). There is no better pleasure in life than drinking with friends, and the author was at a time when he was "embracing talents for the world but not meeting them" (Xiao Shiyun), so he was filled with unseemly poetry and wine, and expressed his feelings vividly.
The beginning of the poem is two sets of long parallel sentences, as if the wind and sea rain are rushing toward the reader. "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns." Yingyang is not far from the Yellow River. You can climb up and take a closer look, so you can use it to get excited.
The Yellow River has a long origin and a huge drop. It is like falling from the sky, flowing thousands of miles, and heading east to the sea. Such a majestic wave scene cannot be captured by the naked eye. The author wants to fall into the sky and "find it by his own way", and his words are exaggerated.
The first sentence says that the coming of the great river is irresistible; the second sentence writes that the coming of the great river is irreversible.
It rises and then subsides, creating a reciprocating chanting flavor that cannot be found in short single sentences (such as "The Yellow River falls to the sky and walks to the East China Sea").
Immediately afterwards, "Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like blue silk and it turns to snow at dusk." If the first two sentences are an exaggeration of the spatial category, these two sentences are an exaggeration of the time category.
Lamenting the shortness of life, instead of directly saying that he hurts his boss, he said, "The mirror in the high hall is sad and the hair is white." It is like a painting of scratching one's head and looking at the shadow, saying nothing. The whole process of life from youth to aging is described as a matter of "morning" and "twilight", and the originally short-lived things are said to be more short-lived. This is "reverse" to the first two sentences, which said that the originally magnificent things are even more magnificent. exaggerate.
Therefore, the long parallel sentences at the beginning of the chapter both have metaphorical meaning - using the river water to never return to symbolize the perishability of life, and also have a contrasting effect - using the great and eternity of the Yellow River to describe the small and fragile life. . This beginning can be described as extremely sad, but not delicate. It can be said to be a giant-like sentimentality, with thrilling artistic power. It is also caused by the sense of momentum at the beginning of the long sentence parallelism.
This kind of opening technique is commonly used by authors, as in "Those who abandon me will not be able to stay for another day; those who mess up my heart will be troubled today" ("Xuancheng Xie Tiao Lou Farewell School") Shu Shuyun"), Shen Deqian said: "This style comes from Taibai's heart", which shows that he is quite creative. This poem contains two cries of "I don't see you" (generally Yuefu poems only occasionally use this at the beginning or end of the chapter), which greatly enhances the emotional color of the poem.
Poetry has what is called a big opening and a big closing, and this can be called a big opening. "Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things; time is the passerby of hundreds of generations" ("Spring Night Banquet from Di Peach and Plum Garden Preface"). Although sadness is unavoidable, pessimism is not close to Li Bai's nature.
In his opinion, as long as "life is satisfactory", there will be no regrets and one should indulge in joy. Five or six taels.