Flower pavilions are flying all over the sky, who pity the red incense? The hair is soft and floating in the spring pavilion, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and is full of nowhere to complain; Hoe out the embroidered curtain with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again.
Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum will be released next year. Who will be in the boudoir next year?
When the fragrant nest was first built in March, Liang Jianyan was so heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is impossible for people to go to the empty nest!
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing; When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.
Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and the person who buried them was killed in front of the steps; Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door; When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.
Blame the farmer's double depression, half pity and half trouble; The flowing spring suddenly moves towards trouble and even silence.
Last night, a sad song was played outside the court. Do you know it is a flower soul and a bird soul? The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself.
May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers. The day is over! Where is Xiangshan?
There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind; It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age; No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened! Poetry appreciation
Song of Burying Flowers is the representative of all the sad songs that Lin Daiyu encountered in her life, and it is also an important work by Cao Xueqin to shape this artistic image and show her personality characteristics. Like The Daughter of the Lotus, it is a text that the author tries to copy. This song, which imitates the style of the early Tang Dynasty, is lyrical and artistically successful.
This poem is not only sad and sad, but also has a feeling of oppression. "Liu Cong Fang Fei is long, no matter whether the peach is floating or Li Fei", there are resentment against the cold world and attachment to human feelings; "360 days a year, the wind, the sword and the frost are pressing each other hard", isn't that an indictment of the ruthless reality that has persecuted her for a long time? "May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the day with flowers. After all, where is Xiangshan? There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind. It is better to be clean than to be trapped in a ditch. " It is the kind of aloof character who is unwilling to be humiliated and defiled and unwilling to bow his head and yield when the fantasy of freedom and happiness cannot be realized. These are its ideological values.
Another value of this poem is that it provides important clues for us to explore the tragedy of Baodai in Cao Xueqin's works. Jia Xu originally had a comment on writing: "I read" Buried Flowers "until three or four o'clock, and its sadness and regret made people forget their life experiences, so I can't approve it any more." There is a guest day:' Mr. Wang is not a treasure owner, how can he write? "It is that every word is double-circled, and the word is immortal, but it is difficult to express each other's meaning. Once you meet Brother Yu, you will be recognized again. Oh, hey! What I want to stop is also from "Stone", so stop writing and wait. "
It is worth noting that it is pointed out in the comment on writing that it is impossible to comment on this poem without reading Yu Xiong Hou Wen; It is precisely the "post-essay" related to this poem that makes the critics "stop writing and wait". There is no doubt that the so-called "post-essay" refers to the writing of Daiyu's death in the second half of the lost manuscript. If this poem only symbolizes the misfortune of a fallen beauty in general, then you don't have to wait for the next one; Only when what is written in the poem is not general, but mostly related to the plot of Daiyu's death later, it is necessary to emphasize that after reading the following words, I will go back and deepen my understanding of this poem.
It can be seen that Burying Flowers is actually a poem written by Lin Daiyu. This can be proved by the quatrains in tihongloumeng, which were written by the author's contemporaries and probably by the author's friends. Poetry; A sad funeral poem seems to come true. Andrew died for a wisp of love, fan HongLing again? "It seems to be true" can only be said by people who know the plot of Daiyu's death written by the author.
In the past, we thought that Yi Ming might not be able to read the whole novel like Yan Zhi. Now, it seems very likely that he finished reading the second half of the manuscript, or at least listened to the people in the author's circle who talked about the main plot in the second half in detail. If we say the later things mentioned in Ming Yi's quatrains, such as "gathering like spring dreams and scattering like smoke" and "there is no aura under the stone", we can still speculate; Then, it is impossible to write a poem describing poverty like "Wang Sun is skinny" and a poem describing his conviction like "Shamed on the unfortunate Skillen".