Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
After reading it through, you can feel that the content is relatively easy to understand, and there are basically no uncommon words and historical allusions. The full-text translation is as follows: the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan stretches for thousands of miles, singing and dancing everywhere, and flowers are red and grass green. Looking up, there is a village near the water in front, a fortress in the distance, and wine flags fluttering in the wind everywhere. It's very lively. When the Southern Dynasties flourished, there were many incense in temples. Now these pavilions are shrouded in smoke and rain. Combing the meaning of the full text, I have only two feelings in my mind, one is the gorgeous beauty of Jiangnan, and the other is the vicissitudes of historical changes.
Since "Jiangnan Spring" is a lyric poem, the description of scenery is the focus and lyricism is the core. In landscape painting, the poet painted a vivid and gorgeous picture for readers through various images and scenery. There are both quiet fertile soil and singing orioles; There are both red flowers and green grass; There are villages near the water and battlements surrounded by mountains. Through the multi-level and strong contrast of scene scheduling, a deep sense of picture is branded in every reader's mind.
After the scene is written, you have to express your feelings. Here, the poet does not express his feelings directly, but expresses his feelings in a euphemistic and abstract way, and at the same time causes readers to think. Although the last two sentences mention Buddhist temples, the focus is on the comparison between the past and the present. At the beginning, there were many Buddhist temples in the Southern Dynasties, but now they are shrouded in misty rain, and a sense of loneliness is vividly on the paper. It seems that everything in the world is not eternal, only the wheel of time keeps moving forward, and the poet has produced such a philosophical thought.