Rituals and drums, passing ba dances, and girls advocating honor. Chunlan Qiuju, never ending. After the sacrificial ceremony, drums were in full swing, flowers in the hands of passers-by danced alternately, and beautiful women sang leisurely and freely. Orchids are provided in spring and chrysanthemums in autumn. In the long run, they will continue to die.
Creative background: It is said that this article is the first ten songs dedicated to immortals. Wang Fuzhi first put forward this statement. He said: "The first ten chapters are all sung by the gods they worship, and this chapter is common to the first ten chapters. As far as it is concerned, it is also a song to god. "
On the other hand, it is believed that the background of Qu Yuan's writing this mourning poem is the connection between the content and the national mourning (soul and mourning) after Chu was defeated by Qin twice, and then it can be regarded as the pawn chapter equivalent to the chaos in the national mourning, rather than the "song of mourning for the gods" in Nine Songs.
It is a sacrifice to heroes and ancestors (martyrs who died for their country); After writing the national mourning, the poet wrote "Ritual Soul" in the unique mourning form of rural folk funeral in South Chushen to express his lofty praise for the great hero.
Nine songs of national mourning-Qu Yuan fucked Wu Gexi who was caught by rhinoceros armour. Enemy, the flag is like a dark cloud and the arrow is on the string. He violated my position and trampled on my team. My left relative died and my right relative was stabbed. Bury two rounds, trip four horses, and beat drums with jade mallets. Then I will be furious, kill vilen mercilessly and abandon him. No return, no return, the plain is hazy and the road is very remote.
Wearing a long sword, holding a strong crossbow, leaving your head, Zhuang Xin will not change. Brave and fearless, you are the most. You will stick to your post until you die. The body is dead, God is spiritual, and the soul is a ghost! Soldiers holding Angkor in their hands, wearing rhinoceros armour, and fighting vehicles with swords crossed. The flag covers the Japanese enemy like a cloud, and the arrow falls and the soldier bravely strives for the first place. The enemy invaded our position, and the left horse was killed and the right horse was wounded by a knife. The chariot was sandwiched between two wheels, and the coach raised the drumstick and slammed the war drum. The gods were killed in great anger, and all the soldiers died in Yuanye.
The soldiers will never come back. It's still a long way to the misty plain. Wearing a long sword and a strong bow to fight in the battlefield, the ambition of separation will never be unyielding. Really brave, tenacious and heroic, always strong and firm, can not be humiliated. Although people die, immortals will not die after all, and your soul is worthy of being a hero among ghosts and gods!