Poems about landscape feelings 1. Poetry related to landscape (complete)
1, spring day
Author Zhu, Song,
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
Vernacular translation:
The spring outing is sunny, and the endless scenery is completely new on the shore of Surabaya.
Anyone can see the face of spring. The spring breeze is full of flowers and colors, and the scenery of spring is everywhere.
2. Spring outing in Qiantang River
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Vernacular translation:
Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake.
Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud.
Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall.
The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
3. Jiang Xue
Author Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Vernacular translation:
There is no bird trace in Qianshan Wanling; There are no footprints of pedestrians on thousands of roads.
On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat; Fishing alone in the snow.
4. Visit Shanxi Village
Author Lu You, Song Dynasty
Don't laugh at the farmhouse music brewed in the muddled month. In the harvest month, the dishes for guests are very rich.
There is no way to go because of the winding water flow in the mountains, and a mountain village suddenly appears in the willow-green flower bay.
The day of playing flute and drums is approaching, and the villagers are still dressed simply.
In the future, if you can go out in the moonlight, I will knock on your door at any time with my cane.
Vernacular translation:
Don't laugh at the muddy wine brewed in the twelfth lunar month. In Fengshou Island, hospitality dishes are very rich.
The mountains overlap and the water twists and turns. I'm afraid there is no way out. Suddenly, a mountain village appeared in front of me.
The day of playing flute and drum in the Spring Festival Club is coming. The villagers are dressed simply and still retain the ancient customs.
In the future, if I can go out for a walk in the bright moonlight, I will definitely knock on your door at any time with a cane.
5. Look at Lushan Waterfall
Author Li Bai, Tang Dynasty,
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Vernacular translation:
The censer peak gives birth to a purple mist under the sunlight, and a waterfall hangs in front of the mountain like white satin from a distance.
There seem to be several waterfalls in thousands of feet on the high cliff, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from the sky to the ground.
2. What are the poems about "Love between Mountains and Rivers"?
The poems about "Love between Mountains and Rivers" are:
1. Jun asked that the return date was undecided, and the rain rose in the autumn pool in the evening. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -"A short message to a friend in the north on a rainy night" Li Shangyin
2. Thin clouds are smart, flying stars pass on grievances, and silver is dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron? -Qin Guan, "Queqiao Fairy, Bo Yun's Paradox"
I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. -"Operator, I live at the head of the Yangtze River" Li Chi Ngai
4. Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River, with lotus leaves and fish playing among them. Fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south, and fish hits the lotus leaf north. -"Jiangnan" anonymous
5. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. -Yuan Zhen's Five Four Poems of Thought
6. Evil, I want to know you, I want to live a long life. I long to know you, long live, this heart will never fade. Unless the towering mountains disappear, unless the raging rivers dry up. Unless thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless it snows heavily in the hot summer, unless heaven and earth meet and connect, I dare to abandon my feelings for you until such a thing happens! -"Shangxie" is anonymous
7. What's today? Let's swim on the boat. What day is today? Together with the prince. I'm ashamed. I don't deserve my humble opinion. Confused mood can not only satisfy the prince. There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that. -"Yue People's Song" is anonymous
8. The diamond leaves are full of light and wind, and the boat is deep in lotus. Every lang wants to bow his head and laugh, and Biyu scratches his head and falls into the water. -"Lotus Picking Song" Bai Juyi
9. The mountains are full of gloom, and the mountains are full of splendor. If you don't see your son, you will see madness. There is Youlong in the mountains, but not a child, but a cunning child. -"Mountain with Fu Su" is anonymous.
10. Small red print. Say it's even. Red rocks are in the clouds and fish are in the water. This feeling is hard to send. The setting sun leans on the west wing alone. The distant mountain is opposite the curtain hook. People don't know where, but the green waves still flow eastward. -"Qing Ping Le Hong Xiao Jianzi" Yan Shu
3. Landscape poetry
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
(Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue") The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa") Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky. ..
(Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" is full of spring grass trees in the city, although the country has broken mountains and rivers. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice.
(Chai Lu by Wang Wei) The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds. (Li Bai's Guan Shanyue) Never tired of looking at each other, only Jingting Mountain.
(Li Bai's Sitting Alone in Jingting Mountain) Beans are planted at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming's Tian Yuan Tian Ju) Castle Peak can't be covered, after all, it flows east.
I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am but toward which corner of the mountain. (Su Shi's topic Xilinbi) The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
(The Book of Songs) What is water, mountains and islands? (Cao Cao's "Looking at the Sea") White hair floats with green water, and Anthurium stirs clear waves.
(Luo "Singing Goose") Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai's "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") The mountains and rivers have not recovered, and there is another village.
(A land tour of Shanxi Village) Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's "To Wang Lun") Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, listen to the song on the Langjiang River.
(Liu Yuxi's "Zhuzhi Ci") At sunrise, flowers on the riverside are better than fire, and spring comes to the river. (Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan") Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool") Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.
(Su Shi titled "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong") Looking out at Weng Juan Bay on a cold autumn day, countless peaks are suddenly far away and near. Idle up the mountain to see wild water, suddenly see underwater green hills.
How about Wutou Chuwei Road in Wang Shizhen, Jiang Shang? Bai Bo is dark in misty rain and autumn. Crossing the river in the cold wave at night, the forest is full of Yan Huang.
A famous sentence describing the four seasons of mountains and rivers in ancient poetry is 1. Everything is full of glory in spring-I don't know who cut the thin leaves in Han Yuefu's ancient poem "Long Songs", and the spring breeze in February is like scissors-the most beneficial spring is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the smoke willow pouring into the imperial city-Tang Hanyu's "Offering 18 members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" is a peach blossom outside the bamboo, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.
-Su Songshi's "Two Night Scenes by the Hui Chong River" knows that the east wind is always spring. -Song Zhuxi's "Spring Day" wet clothes, face cold willows. -Southern Song Dynasty. -Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" surprised the tits in the moon and sounded in the spring.
-Wang Wei's "Bird Watching Creek" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and no one crosses the boat in the wild. Wei's Chuzhou by the Xixi River 2 ... The lotus leaves are infinitely bright in midsummer, and the lotus flowers are reflected in the sun ... Yang Wanli's Sending Lin Zifang to Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao ... It rains in Huangmei's hometown, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond ... Song Zhaoshi shows Inviting guests ... There is no need to hate the fragrant flowers, and the summer trees are pleasant. In the cuckoo's song, summer is new-Lu You's early summer poems. 3. Autumn dusk and loneliness, autumn water * * *-Tang's "farewell to the autumn palace" all trees are autumn. When I faced them from this villa, drinking my wine-Tang Li Bai's "Farewell Secretary of Xuanzhou Villa in August", the wind roared and rolled up my three hairs-Tang Du Fu's "Caotang was blown by autumn wind", red candles painted a cold screen, and small fans brushed fireflies. It's as cool as water day and night, lying and watching morning glory and Vega. Cold smoke on the waves-like a strong wind in spring, blowing in the winter night, blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees-"Bai Xuege Farewell to the Field-Secretary Wu Comes Home" spilled salt in the air, but got catkins, "Ode to Xie Daowen".
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice. -Jiang Xue is from Tang Zongyuan. Who cut a pile of snow on the flat ground into this kind of smallpox? -When Tang Hanyu Li Hua's two poems and six poems flew into the house and sat watching the bamboo turn into a beautiful branch-Tang Gaopian.
Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. -Li Bai, "Drinking the bright moon alone shines on the foot of my bed, is there frost?" Looking up, I found it was moonlight, sinking again, and I suddenly remembered home. -Li Bai's "Silent Night Thinking" went to the West Chamber alone, and the moon was like a hook. -Li Yu's "Meet You", the bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze chirps at midnight.
-Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" was a bright moon in the Qin Dynasty, closed in the Han Dynasty, and the Long March people did not return. -Wang Changling's "Fortress" People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain or shine. It was difficult to accomplish in ancient times.
-Su Shi's "Water Tune" Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Boating in Guazhou" is a frosty night, and Jiang Feng's "Night Sleeping by the Maple Bridge" is a bright moon. At this time, the sea is full, and the horizon is * * * At this time-Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the moon and thinking about a distance" is how wide the sky is, how close the trees are, how clear the water is, and how close the moon is! . -Meng Haoran's "Sleeping at Jiande" The morning light in the mirror changes, and the night song dares to ask the moonlight is cold-Li Shangyin's "Untitled" 6. Friendship, however, China holds our friendship, and heaven is still our neighbor.
-Wang Bo's "Farewell to Du Fu's appointment" advised you to drink a glass of wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan to Twenty Shores Xi" sails alone in a blue sky, only looking at the Yangtze River.
-Li Bai's "Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou" Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet and not as good as Wang Lun. -Li Bai's "To Wang Lun" Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone knows you.
-Gao Shi "Don't move big 7". There are no birds in the mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. -Liu Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" startled the birds in the moon and rang in the spring stream.
-Wang Wei's "Birding Creek" The mountains are getting better and better, and the birds are returning. -Tao Yuanming's "Drinking", the petals have been like tears, and the lonely bird has sung grief.
-Du Fu's "Spring Hope" Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, and birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ...-Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" 8. The rain is green, so you don't have to go home because of the oblique wind and drizzle. -Zhang's "Fishing Songs" apricot blossoms are wet, and the wind is not cold.
-The quatrains of the monk Zhinan.
4. China's ancient love poems and landscape poems.
First, "Jun was born before I was born, and I was old." Before Jun gave birth to me, I was old.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early. ? You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day. ? I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
I am far away from you, and you are far away from me. ? I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass. Second, the "operator" Li Chi Ngai I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. ? The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Third, The Book of Songs.
Beating gongs and drums, using troops enthusiastically. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.
? From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.
? Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest. ? Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says.
Hold your hand and grow old with your son. ? I am rich, but I am still alive.
Sorry, but I believe it. Fourth, "Shang Xie" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
? There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you! 5. "Walk and walk" walked and walked away from your life. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven.
? It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe. North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch.
? The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
? Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold.
Sixth, "Que Qiaoxian" Qin Guan thin clouds are smart, flying stars spread hate, and silver and Han are dark. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world.
? Tender as water, ritual like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! It's been a long time, and it's still there, day and night Seven, "Qiu Yan Ci" Yuan Hao asks what the world is and teaches life and death. ? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
? Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. ? You should have a saying, Wan Li's cloud, Qian Shan's snow, only to whom.
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat. ? What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.
? The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. ? For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.
Eight, "Jiangchengzi" Su Shi was born and died for ten years, never forgetting. ? A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
? Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
Nine, "Li Si" Yuan Zhen was once an ocean of water, and it will always be amber. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be.
Ten, "Butterfly Loves Flowers" Liu Yong leans on a dangerous building, looking forward to spring, and it is already dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent.
? I plan to get drunk on the map of madness and sing songs for wine, which is strong and tasteless. I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Eleven, "Hairpin Phoenix" Lu You: red crisp hands, rattan wine, erotic wall willow in the city. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years.
No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books.
Mo, Mo, Mo! Tang Wan: The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to drop flowers when the rain is delivered late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it.
Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy.
Hide, hide, hide! Respondents: Xiao Qiao Jia Xiao | Level 3 | 2010-3-14 20: 01Queqiao Qin Guan is delicate and smart, flying stars spread hatred, and both silver and Chinese are dark. On the seventh day of autumn dew and autumn, it is time to meet, mostly those who are together in the world, but the appearance of husband and wife.
Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Jiangchengzi Su Song Dongpo lived for ten years and then died. Never think, never forget.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears, it is expected that heartbroken every year, on the moonlit night, short pine hills.
Wu Fengqi Song and Liu Yong lean on dangerous buildings, and the weather is beautiful. Looking forward to spring sorrow, the sky is dark.
In the afterglow of grass and smoke. Who knows why I lean on the tracks silently?
I'm getting drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless.
I don't regret widening my belt. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
In the case of Yuan Xi Qi Jiyu, there were thousands of trees and stars in the east wind night. BMW carved cars are full of incense.
Phoenix flute moves, jade pot turns, fish dragon dances all night. Moths, snow, willows, gold thread, laughter and incense are all gone.
Look for him in the crowd. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit.
Jiangchengzi, Qin Song and Xicheng Liu Yang make spring soft. Stay away from troubles.
Tears can't be collected. I still remember my feelings. I once went back to the boat for the department.
In the days of Bi Ye Zhu Qiao, people disappeared and the water flowed in vain. Youth is not for teenagers.
Hate you. When do you rest?
When the flying catkins fall, they climb the stairs. Being by the river, I can't stop crying and have a lot on my mind.
Mai Bei Tang Jin Yuan asked what is the love in the world? Teach me to live and die together. Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times.
Have fun, leave the bitterness, and there will be more children in school. You should have something to say. There are clouds in Wan Li and snow in Qian Shan. Who are you going to shadow? Cross Fen Road, take care when you are lonely.
The smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots.
The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. For generations, leave it to poets to sing, drink and visit Qiu Yan.
Su Mu covered Song Fan Zhongyan with blue sky, yellow leaves and autumn cold smoke. The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep. The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
A piece of plum, song, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root, residual jade, autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Liu Tang Yuxi willow green Jiang Shuiping, listening to the songs on the Langjiang River.
Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Moonlight on the Chunjiang River Zhang Tang Xu Ruochun's river tide is even at sea level, and the bright moon is at sea.
I drifted thousands of miles.
5. Landscape Poetry (Full)
When Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Wangchuan, he wrote many beautiful landscape poems.
He wrote "Wangchuan Collection" by himself, including 20 five-character quatrains that he and his friend Pei Di sang to each other. The main content is to describe the scenery near Wangchuan and express the interest of seclusion. Look at Wu Xinyi first: hibiscus flowers with chopped red calyx in the mountains.
The mouth of a stream is silent, without a trace. They open and fall. In the silent mountain stream, magnolia blooms and falls, surviving and dying. It's not fake, it has nothing to do with the world, and no one knows.
This is a world far away from the hubbub, and it is also the unique artistic conception of the poet Wang Wei's integration of subject and object, which is simply the symbolic realm of Buddhism's view of emptiness. Therefore, Hu Yinglin, a literary critic in the Ming Dynasty, said that this poem was a work of Zen. "I have forgotten my life experience, and all my thoughts are silent."
The artistic conception created by Wang Wei here, born out of the image, is a combination of poetic realm and Zen realm, with profound meaning and strong artistic appeal. This artistic achievement can not but be said to be beneficial to his study of Buddhism and the edification of Buddhist thinking mode.
Wang Wei was called "Shi Fo" by later generations. He believed in Buddhism in his early years.
Mother Cui Shi has been practicing meditation for more than 30 years. Wang Wei and his younger brother, Wang Jin, "both worship Buddhism and live on vegetables, so it is better to eat meat and blood" (Biography of Wang Wei in Old Tang Dynasty).
When Wang Wei was 3 1 year old, his wife died and he no longer married. He lives alone in a room, and his screen is very tired. "he has no children" ("the list of brothers recommended by the bow"). He also wrote many poems about Buddhism, and he has high attainments in Buddhism.
Among the schools of Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei believed in Zen, and Nanzong Zen was the main one. Nanzong Zen is the product of the combination of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism in China, and its philosophy of destiny and life provides the latest and most complete way for China literati.
However, some practice methods of Nanzong Zen have something in common with China's poetry creation. Yan Yu, a literary critic in the Song Dynasty, said: "Generally speaking, Zen is only in the wonderful understanding, and poetry is also in the wonderful understanding" (Cang Hua).
Miao Wu is an insight into Zen, and it can also be expressed as an understanding of art. Both poetry and Zen need a keen inner experience, both emphasize enlightenment and metaphor, and both pursue meaning.
When talking about "epiphany", Nanzong Zen often uses the expression of images to convey the law, with special emphasis on the role of intuition, suggestion, induction and association in understanding. Wang Wei came from Zen, and naturally he has a deep understanding of this method of grasping the world.
He integrated his understanding of Buddhism into his outlook on life and turned religious feelings into poetic thoughts, creating a poetic artistic conception of "emptiness", "quietness" and "leisure". Zen advocates the beautiful style of mountains and rivers, which has also played a guiding and enlightening role in Wang Wei's conscious approach to mountains and rivers and the exploration of their aesthetic value.
Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem Zhuliguan: I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
The poet sat alone in the depths of the bamboo forest, playing the piano and whistling. No one knows his existence, only the bright moon accompanies him. Nature knows his inner loneliness best, and the bright moon brings him a quiet happiness.
Things and I are one, things and I forget each other. Zen and poetry are in harmony. The same is true in Chai Lu: there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. There was no one in the empty mountain, only heard intermittent voices floating from the depths of the forest, and a ray of sunset was transmitted on the moss in the depths of the forest, which was so trance-like and sad.
This is the ethereal realm that Wang Wei pursues, far away from the hubbub. Although lonely, it is also meaningful. In the Qing Dynasty, Wang Yuyang said that Wang Wei's poems were "Zen", and "implicit words were tantamount to the laughter of Buddha and Ye Jia" (Continued from Silkworm Tail).
In other words, Wang Wei's landscape poems are full of Zen meaning, Zen music and Zen taste, and convey Zen meaning. Nature fully shows the poet's unique taste in the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
Wang Wei doesn't necessarily go to remote places for meditation. He also looks at the vast world and the lively farm life: sunny Yuan Ye is endless and has no atmosphere at all. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
-"New Sunny Wild Hope" A spring rain washed away the dirt and the scene was completely new. Busy farming, people and scenery are bathed in fresh air.
The phrase "white water" forms a layered picture of close-up and distant view. The water is bright, the mountains are green, and the contrast between light and color is harmonious. On the surface, you can't see the Zen meaning of this poem.
In fact, that spring rain was like holy water poured out of a pure Buddhist bottle, which washed everything clean and ethereal. It's just that everything is wonderfully integrated with Zen and poetry, and he doesn't let Zen overwhelm poetry.
Of course, what we pay attention to is the kind of praise for farmers' life, and we appreciate the beautiful aura without tirelessly pursuing its Zen philosophy. Wang Wei is a versatile cultural giant who is good at poetry, music, painting and calligraphy.
Su Dongpo, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, said: "There are paintings in Wang Wei's poems; Look at the picture, there are poems in the picture. " (Shu Moran Tian Yan Yu Tu) His words are incisive and to the point.
Wang Wei was an accomplished landscape painter in Tang Dynasty. He painted with Xiao Shu's simple brushwork of ink and wash, created ink and wash landscapes, and became a family of his own, and was called the founder of landscape painting Nanzong by later generations.
His paintings emphasize freehand brushwork, pursue spirit likeness and express subjective feelings. So "draw things, don't ask the four seasons. If you paint flowers, you often take peaches, apricots, hibiscus and lotus flowers as a scene. " "It's hard to ask for shapes and objects." (Shen Kuo quoted Zhang Yanyuan in Mengxi) Therefore, Wang Wei is also known as the originator of China literati's freehand brushwork.
Painting can be similar in spirit, so it has the charm and interest of poetry, that is, there is poetry in painting. Staring at the natural landscape with this painting concept is a sigh, and it must have the charm of painting in poetry.
Wang Wei's profound artistic attainments in painting, music and calligraphy enable him to feel and capture the wonderful scenery, magical sound and ever-changing nature more accurately and meticulously than ordinary poets in his poetry creation, and appeal to the pen. I will also use words to set colors and pay attention to the harmony of poetry tones.
There are artistic conception of painting, fluency of music and changes of calligraphy in poetry. In this way, his unique poetic artistic style of "painting in poetry" and "hundred warblers, repeated performances by palace merchants" was virtually formed.
We should firmly grasp this feature when appreciating his landscape poems. Wang Wei is good at describing grandeur in general.
6. Lyrics that are friends with mountains and rivers.
Oh, ask this river flowing eastward, whether it can go further than the love of friends! . -Li Bai
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon. -Li Bai
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. -Li Bai
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. -Li Bai
There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . -Li Shangyin
Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon. —— Wen Tingjun
You and I went all the way to the green hills in the rain, at the top of the moon in both places? -Wang Changling.
However, through these clouds, how can I know which corner of the mountain it is facing? . -Jia Dao.
When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Li Shangyin
Don't hate heartbroken mountain, but water stays in kurotsuchi nemu. -Luo Yin.
I hope you didn't see you. Even the mountains are full of smoke. -Li Bai
If you think of a gentleman, you will send him to the south. -Li Bai
Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long. -Yan Shu.
Yunshan is grey, the rivers and seas are boundless, the gentleman's wind is long, and the mountains are high. —— Fan Zhongyan
7. Landscape poetry
Wang Wei is in Chai Lu.
No one can be seen in the silent valley, only the voice is heard.
Go back to the depths of the forest and shine at me from the green moss.
Wang Wei, Bird Watching Creek
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Zhu wangwei
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song.
It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
Wang Wei, a mountain dweller in autumn
The empty mountains are bathed in a new rain, and feel the early autumn at night.
The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The bamboo forest is sonorous, the washerwoman returns, and the lotus leaves are swaying to get on the canoe.
Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.
Meng Haoran, passing by the old people's village
This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.
Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Open the window facing the valley vegetable garden and pass the glass to talk about crops.
Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.
Look at Li Bai's Lushan Waterfall
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain.
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
Too many. Remember the song above.