Excerpt from an essay with poems
Answer: Ding Limei likes to quote poems in her prose, such as her article "Flowers Bloom on the Beauty's Head". The following are two paragraphs Excerpts from passages quoting poems:
Chinese people like jasmine for a long time. As early as the Jin Dynasty, there was a custom of "leaning on a pillow with a jasmine hairpin". In the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was even worse. On Chang'an Street, it was so cold that you could bump into a woman with a jasmine hairpin in her hair. Her body was filled with fragrance, and the heat in the sky receded to the side. "Linglong Snow in Lychee Township comes to help make the summer cool", this is what it says. Jiang Kui, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty, was also very fond of jasmine. He praised it in his poem "Jasmine": "Although it does not shock the crowd with its beauty, it is fortunate that the fragrance lingers in the autumn. It should be that Xian'e returned from the banquet and was drunk. Take off the jade hairpin. "Look, the little jasmine flower is actually the jade hairpin dropped by the fairy aunt. It is so easy to be imbued with the fairy spirit.
Wang Shilu of the Qing Dynasty also wrote "Jasmine": "Ice and snow form the womb of jade, and the tenderness is close to the window. When I wake up from a clear dream, the flowers bloom on the head of the beauty." When I return to my dream, I am surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, and I am so confused that I don’t know what is inside my dream or what is outside of it. After searching everywhere, I finally found it on my head. It turned out to be a few jasmine flowers in my hair. A beautiful woman with flowers and a beautiful woman with flowers. Is there anything more suitable than this?
Original text of "Flowers Blooming on Beauty's Head":
Text/Ding Limei
In hot summer, it is most appropriate to buy a pot of jasmine and put it at home.
You don’t have to be particular about the pot in which it is placed. A clay pot or a mud pot will do. The green branches and leaves are surrounded by a few shiny white flowers, as small as rice grains. But you can't ignore it. It always blooms here and emerges again, and the fragrance is endless. It was as if that little heart had been rolled in the powder. When you return home from the heat and open the door, a burst of fragrance, with a cool and sweet breath, can't help but swim towards you, climbing up your lips, nose, brows, and even your heart.
The heat all over my body gradually receded like that. You calm down and look at a pot of jasmine flowers, and the days have a lingering meaning. The old mother-in-law watered the jasmine flowers and asked happily: "What kind of flower is this? It's so small, but so fragrant." You tell her: "This is jasmine." She repeats: "Oh, it's jasmine." Falling on the flower lovingly. The next day, she would ask again: "What kind of flower is this? It's so small, but it's so fragrant." The old man, whose memory was bad, struggled with a pot of flowers. Do you want her to be so entangled and willing to answer her ten times a hundred times: "This is jasmine." Fate brings two people who were originally unrelated to each other under the same roof. Day by day, they become reluctant to part. . This is family affection, a sentiment as fragrant as jasmine.
Chinese people like jasmine, which has a long history. As early as the Jin Dynasty, there was a custom of "leaning on a pillow with a jasmine hairpin". In the Tang and Song Dynasties, it was even worse. On Chang'an Street, it was so cold that you could bump into a woman with a jasmine hairpin in her hair. Her body was filled with fragrance, and the heat in the sky receded to the side. "Linglong Snow in Lychee Township comes to help make the summer cool", this is what it says. Jiang Kui, a poet of the Yuan Dynasty, was also very fond of jasmine. He praised it in his poem "Jasmine": "Although it does not shock the crowd with its beauty, it is fortunate that the fragrance lingers in the autumn. It should be that Xian'e returned from the banquet and was drunk. Take off the jade hairpin. "Look, the little jasmine flower is actually the jade hairpin dropped by the fairy aunt. It is so easy to be imbued with the fairy spirit.
In the Ming Dynasty, people not only rushed to plant jasmine, but also made a ditty about it and sang: "What a jasmine flower, what a jasmine flower. The flowers and plants in the garden are not as fragrant as it." From Nanjing The song "Flower Flowers" sung became the famous Jiangnan folk song "Jasmine" more than 600 years later.
Wang Shilu of the Qing Dynasty also wrote "Jasmine": "Ice and snow form the womb of jade, and the tenderness is close to the window. When I wake up from a clear dream, the flowers bloom on the head of the beauty." When I return to my dream, I am surrounded by the fragrance of flowers, and I am so confused that I don’t know what is inside my dream or what is outside of it. After searching everywhere, I finally found it on my head. It turned out to be a few jasmine flowers in my hair. A beautiful woman with flowers and a beautiful woman with flowers. Is there anything more suitable than this?
After the rainy season, more and more jasmine flowers are sold on the roadside of the small town. Mixed with some lush plants, they are white bit by bit, like falling snowflakes. A little girl took her mother's hand, knelt down to take a closer look, and asked, "Mom, what kind of flower is this?" Her mother replied, "This is jasmine." The little girl stretched her nose to smell it, and suddenly she exclaimed in surprise: " Mom, it smells so good, it tastes like jasmine tea.”
I couldn’t help but feel moved by the fragrance of flowers. This should be the most appropriate metaphor, it smells very much like itself. Only in this way can generations of people continue to like it.