In heaven, let's be two birds flying together forever, and on earth, let's be two trees linked together forever. —— "Song of Eternal Sorrow" It was an ancient road with broken dreams at dusk, it was a spring river with flowers and bright waves, and it was a pavilion full of fragrant rivers and Chu in a post station.
There is a rolling green ribbon that reflects the sunset across the blue screen. You are gentle and honest, different from the snow in the north, and your enchanting has a clear Jiangnan fragrance. The water in the south of the Yangtze River selflessly adorns you, the green forest cultivates your elegance, and the natural beauty has been chosen, but it has turned into a faint historical cloud.
Night, surprisingly quiet. You are walking on the red carpet of the palace of the Tang Dynasty, singing the songs of Jiangnan.
Chang 'an, which has been sleeping for a long time, cast a brilliant cloud. Is that the wedding dress that Jiangnan Water Town knitted for her? "A red dew condenses fragrance" and "the spring breeze blows over the threshold to reveal a wide range of flowers" are more beautiful than the plum blossom in winter and the bright muscles and fragrant snow in the temple. Dance music is also sentimental, and I have to put on a dress-like feather to respond to this spring song.
The imperial pen in the emperor's hand trembled. Perhaps this was originally the fate of the middle Tang Dynasty, perhaps the dawn of one party's love will be polished in the cold winter, or perhaps these are the strings of life that never stop in the dark.
The majestic appearance of the Golden Palace and the heavy charm of an empire can't resist her light dance and smile in the romantic season. There is no more beautiful image than her.
Looking back at this magnificent palace, the sky destroyed the stars, the moon was missing, and the jade steps were resentful ... The Mayi post that night was a tribute to the peerless beauty. That night's linen post and petticoat mangrove withered.
The linen post that night was so beautiful and cold. Ming Chengzu shed tears and cried sadly and regretfully.
The window was open, the moon was silent, there was a heavy gasp in the crack of the door, and there were several faint cracks in the pine tree. Yesterday's memory is Ma Rulong with a flowing car; Today is the return of Iraqis, and since then, Yin and Yang.
In the palace, there are feathers that once danced, and that figure quietly left after a burst of glitz. At night, it's really lonely. In the country shop that started in the evening, there were only intermittent sobs, only a drop of clear tears filtered out by a skirt under the dark sky.
It is a red sun and bright moon, and the wind is light. Wood accumulates snow in Xiangshan, and the palace is cold.
Bamboo slack, light yarn to make up the jade steps. Yiren eyebrows cage, as bright as the moon.
The moon drags light waves across Xianqiao Magpie. Master leng, who knows? -"The Palace of Eternal Life" Someone said: "She loves Ming Di, not the world."
Someone said, "Her possession has left millions of people with nothing." Someone said, "She is a femme fatale."
I said indifferently, "History is not dominated by gentle and charming women. The world only saw Ming Di fall in the gentle village where the dance was fluttering, but could not see his own fall. " The sun and the moon became fleeting, and she finally became a martyr of love. The sky was clear and blue.
In the hall of eternal life, there may only be a pair of immortals, playing the piano and singing in the dark. - .
The novel is divided into three parts, describing the ups and downs of the fate of an ordinary and beautiful woman in an alley in Shanghai during the transitional period between old and new China. The whole novel reads like prose poetry. I really admire this writer's talent. I can combine China's Chinese characters into such beautiful words. Those scenes and delicate emotions that I thought were extremely difficult to express are extremely vivid in the author's pen, not to mention the story. The artistic beauty of the work is enough for readers to put it down. I think it can really be used as a writing model.
The key to making a classic a classic is that it can make readers sing * * * in any era, thus forming multiple interpretations. The theme of women's fate is common in China's literary development history for thousands of years.
Ancient women were subordinate to men, and their fate and spiritual world were hardly respected and understood by the patriarchal society. It is also arbitrary and paranoid to pay a little attention to the theory that women are in trouble. This has something to do with women's attachment to feelings. The tragic fate of the heroine Wang Qiyao in the book is caused by her emotional entanglements with several men.
A little-known ordinary girl in Shanghai Lane met Mr. Cheng by chance and was recommended by him to run for Miss Shanghai and become the "Third Miss", so that she fell in love with a married Kuomintang official, Director Li, and the ending was conceivable. Later, I fell in love with a young master of a large family and got pregnant. I can only say that this person is too weak, or that Wang Qiyao is too fragile.
More than 20 years later, when my daughter grew up, Wang Qiyao became more connotative because of the vicissitudes of life, that is, the taste of "old", and finally died at the hands of young people who thought they were friends. Wang Qiyao's ending is unbearable. At a shallow level, she loves the wrong person. From a macro perspective, Wang Qiyao's fate is a portrayal of the fate of many women in Hutong. She has been working hard, which also reflects the smallness and sadness of the individual in the times.
The beauty of tragedy is always shocking, often more profound and moving than comedy. When it presents us with a picture of historical changes or vicissitudes, it leaves more thoughts because it is moved. Wang Anyi herself said that she hoped that a new round of reading would return to her original intention.
I don't think it matters whether the original intention is realized or not. Once the text is spread, it no longer belongs to the author, but has the possibility of infinite meaning in the spiritual collision between the author and the reader, which is an important reason why the work is constantly appreciated. Classics are used for re-reading, so I think all good books should be re-read, often read and often updated, which is also the greatest charm of literature.
I hope I can help you.
2. Change the everlasting regret song into an 800-word novel.
Tang Huang's palace is the decoration of the Heavenly Palace, which is absolutely beautiful.
In the hibiscus tent made of gold, there is a rose dream of warm blue sky.
Yang's daughter leaned out of an unknown boudoir with a shy face. She was born with a beautiful face. When she looked back and smiled, the splendor of the sky was suddenly eclipsed. Only the jade plate shining like practicing moonlight can match it, but the delicate hibiscus in the sixth house has lost all its colors in front of her.
When the spring flowers are in full bloom, they are still thin, warm and cold at first sight, and the smoke is rolling. The rosy hazy water vapor scatters magnificent and dreamy brilliance and bathes Huaqing Pool. Blue Dragon's mouth slowly flowed out with warm water as soft as satin, and the bath dissolved the solidified fat washed out from the beauty's ice muscle jade bone.
When the powder comes out of the water, the waiter raises his hand and touches the warm Huaqing pool water. Is this jade rib made of water?
Jin Bu was wearing a peony-colored cheongsam, shaking his head and looking around. Don Juan's eyes were full of rosy clouds in the western world.
It's warm, but the Spring Festival Gala is short, so it doesn't matter how early he turns to China! How can I have leisure time to enjoy happiness? Flowers bloom during the day, the stars close at night, and the happy moments are not tired.
The love of poor three thousand beauties is all gathered on Yang's daughter. At the banquet in Golden House and Jade House, a faint bouquet of wine floated in the spring night.
As the pearl in the hands of the Tang emperor, the two brothers and sisters once added luster to the portal, so the vulgar world regarded giving birth to a daughter as an honor higher than giving birth to a boy.
Li's palace soars into the sky, drifting down the hazy world with the wind. Singing softly and dancing slowly, the palace is full of fragrant music, and the eyes of the Tang Emperor are full of tireless brilliance.
Fish drums, hordes from the rocks, clothes and feathers suddenly solidified in the air, immediately shattered like rain flowers all over the sky.
Jiuchong City Que can't stop the vast dust as dark and endless clothes. The green flag of the son of heaven is about to fall and retreat to the west of Doumen for more than a hundred miles. The Sixth Army didn't stubbornly beg to strangle Yang's daughter in front of the peony flowers. At the moment when the flowers were laid on the ground, large tracts of peony gardens suddenly withered and fell into the soil. The king hid his face and felt that the world was suddenly dark.
Since then, the once watery Shuhe River has been dyed red with tears.
From then on, I went to the palace alone and looked up at the moon. The moon is as cold as ice, and the flowers in the garden are frozen.
From then on, even if the spring flowers bloom, it is also the time when the plane leaves fall in the autumn rain.
Since then, endless lingering thoughts have floated in the vast space between heaven and earth.
Hope to adopt!
3. Song of Eternal Sorrow rewrites the story with the word 1000. Rain fell in love with a pipa and a sentence. Yuhuan died in the world, and Ming Taizu missed love and broke off his marriage, leaving a deep affection for Mapo.
"The earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sorrow will continue forever. " After a song, I danced and smiled, and countless people admired it.
After a glass of wine, I will end my life, touch love and cry. Peony stage, dressed in white, evokes countless fantasies; A sleeve of breeze, ecstasy countless eyes; A round of posture, dancing countless affectionate.
There was the sound of a harp in the distance. After searching for a long time, I saw a woman sitting in the lotus pavilion, wearing a fork and a little makeup, wearing a plain clothes and touching the harp. "This is?" "Go back to the emperor," said Tang. "This is the birthday princess I chose for the birthday king."
"Well, these women can really be my family." However, things are not satisfactory. The emperor's courtiers rebelled and fought for the throne, and Shouwang died among them. Since then, she has become a concubine in the Tang harem.
Spring has come, and the willows beside Huaqingchi are fluttering in the wind, surrounded by white smoke. A woman came out of it and let the king's heart burst with the soft waves. The beauty of the whole city is graceful.
Let the king fall completely.
From then on, the king no longer asked about the affairs of the court. There are more than 3,000 people in the harem, but Yang Guifei is favored. Therefore, the Yang family has also been reused by the imperial court, which has changed people's minds, from "son preference" to "son preference".
Huaqing Palace has the posture of king every day. A glass of wine, a song, a dance, etc.
Never tire of watching it. Drums sounded, Yuyang rebelled and was introduced to the capital.
Suddenly the dust in the palace struck. The army stopped and walked because the king was worried about the imperial concubine, not the country.
Just six hundred miles out of Chang 'an, I stopped. Looking back, there are many ornaments of the imperial concubine everywhere, but nobody cares. All the soldiers were dissatisfied and demanded the execution of the imperial concubine before moving forward.
It was raining in Mao Mao, and when the knife stood on the imperial concubine's neck, all the feelings turned into tears. "The emperor, handmaiden, in this life, life is the emperor, death is the ghost of the emperor. Handmaiden excused himself, and the Datang Mountains were guarded by you. See you in the afterlife. "
The precious headdress fell all over the floor, and all the emotions turned into a pool of blood, which dyed the whole mapo red. The king's tears can't stop flowing, but they can't be redeemed.
The national chaos has subsided, but you can't come back. Under the ponytail slope, the moonlight is dim, a figure is under the light, and the sleeves are wet with tears. Where did the imperial concubine fall? Why didn't you come to me? Where are your bones?
On the way back, there was a fork and a silverware. Why didn't you pick it up? In the past, the vows of eternal love, but the imperial concubine left you.
There is only one person in the hall of eternal life, and the king only hopes for the princess. It's a long way to go in Xiu Yuan, and the king only wants you: the palace is very big, and the king only loves you.
We hope to fly in heaven, and two birds will become one and never part; On the earth, we are willing to have the same branch and live and die together. "Yuer, wait for me to find you."
A cup bottom, a knife, a lifetime of love, a lifetime of love. A moon, a gust of wind, a lifetime of regret.
"On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world." The feelings of a lifetime extend to the afterlife.
4. Song of Eternal Sorrow rewrote the story of 1000 words. If life is just like the first sight, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
-This is the full text of "Preface to Magnolia Officinalis, Antique Decision" by Nalan Rong Ruo. I've been thinking that "if life is just like the first time", it should be from the Han Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty.
Han and Tang dynasties, the most glorious years in 5,000 years, are still the pride of the Chinese nation, and its charm is sprinkled in our blood, shining like gold. As beautiful as flowers and jade, time flies, from Ban Jieyu to Yang Guifei, how many people have gone and come back, which is inseparable from the entanglement of fate.
Even better, with the leisurely figures of these two women, I have watched the flowers bloom and fall for thousands of years and the dynasties rise and fall. Through the good Guang Chen in Li Shanyu, I will talk about this "horrible" woman, although it has been another thousand years. That earth-shattering "love" began in Lishan.
This is the imperial palace of past dynasties, a very restless place. For example, the bonfire party in Zhou Youwang was filmed here. As a result, the Western Zhou Dynasty perished for more than 400 years.
Later, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty met Yang Yuhuan here, which ruined the prosperity of Kaiyuan. Lishan Hot Spring Palace is Li Longji's favorite place, but his favorite person at that time was not Yang Yuhuan.
So she became the princess of her son Shouwang, and he became her elder, so she had a later tour. The woman he liked at that time was Wu Huifei, a smart and beautiful woman, the daughter of Wu Youzhi and the nephew of the emperor goddess.
Contrary to what many people think, Li Longji has a strong appreciation and admiration for his grandmother. He thinks grandma is a great woman, even the emperor of Great Britain.
Therefore, he has a strong feeling and affection for Wu Huifei, and he has a little shadow of his grandmother and aunt. In the 25th year of Kaiyuan, Wu Huifei was seriously ill. Ming Chengzu decided to go to Mount Li for the winter and met Yang Yuhuan for the first time.
The accidental meeting didn't spark, just a routine audience of the royal family. The innocent Yuhuan left a good impression on the emperor.
Yang Yuhuan has a charming youthful vitality. She is clever, but not clever. She is harmonious and relaxed. For the middle-aged emperor, this is a potential * * *.
This need became more and more obvious after Wu Huifei's death. The lonely emperor of the Tang Dynasty needed a fresh woman.
As Bai Juyi said, "The emperor of China, eager to shock the beauty of an empire, searched for his throne for many years, but never found it." Bai Letian can't write Tang Huang, for one thing, it doesn't rhyme; Secondly, even if the Tang Dynasty created the world, there were some taboos after all.
Besides, people often say "Han and Tang dynasties" at the same time, saying that Han has a deeper and longer taste. The 56-year-old emperor fell in love with his daughter-in-law secretly.
This is a "neither fish nor fowl" thing, even today it will be criticized, but he did it after all. Because Yuhuan is the most beautiful woman in the world and is as proficient in melody as he is.
When Boya broke the piano, thanks to his son, it can be seen that bosom friends have irresistible charm to "musicians", not to mention the charm of love is far more than that. When it comes to the love between Saburo and Yuhuan, it is inevitable to talk about Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, as if listening to the same sad love song for thousands of years.
You must be like Jia Baoyu, holding a tune in your hand. Someone sings "Who will be the lover of HarmonyOS system?" It all started with a dream. Bai Letian.
I don't like this man very much now. I read his Carbon Man when I was young. I am approachable and an old woman can understand him. I only regard him as a first-class good man. Looking at his pipa, I thought he was a lover who could sympathize with poor women.
Say something, "but which of them cries the most?" ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet ",and the whole thing is just like the truth. I was moved for a long time in vain. Later, I caught a glimpse of his scholar-bureaucrat background and colorful humanity, so I didn't like him so much.
His official career has fallen, and it is not good to be attached to party member, as if he were a clean husband, of course it is good; In private, they indulge in debauchery and have been prostitutes for more than a hundred years, talking about things like "cherry Su Fan mouth, willow leaves are small and pretty waist" and saying "ten years of spring crows turn into warblers' tongues, and three years of ugliness turn into flying moths' eyebrows", and they don't want to think that they are all in their twilight years, while Su Fan and Xiaoman are only eighteen. Is this old guy so abusive? I am really too old. Suffering from rheumatism, let prostitutes sell horses and boast that they "can understand customs and get close to the right voice". In short, it is a smug color, which can't be covered.
Such affectation is really disgusting. Such people have the face to criticize a woman who is determined to be a husband, which leads people to die of hunger strike.
Just because this woman has a bad background-she used to be a prostitute in a brothel. However, Guan has always been a good man, and he is determined to be sober after death. What are you doing, saying that people have to be martyred for death?
What good will it do you if she dies? Dongpo wrote poems when he was old, expressing his feelings about the clouds, suffering and * * *. One of them is "Don't be happy like a willow tree", which means Xiaoman left Bai Juyi when he was old. But I just want to clap my hands and praise: Xiaoman is finally out of the clutches! Walking well seems to be such a heartless old enemy who treats women as playthings. Being with him is the greatest misfortune! Teenagers show their talents, middle-aged people show their abilities and enjoy happiness in their later years. Bai Juyi walked a life path that China intellectuals appreciated and pursued.
However, as a man, his attitude towards women and love is not as good as that of Li Longji. Li Longji is addicted. He is "but the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing". So what? If it weren't for the later "An Shi Rebellion", no one would be qualified to accuse him of not thinking about the world. He shot down the world. After Wei Ping, the Qing Dynasty was peaceful, the glorious years of the Tang Dynasty and the vast rivers and mountains. Who can compare with Li Longji, the king of Linzi? After he ascended the throne, he swept away the disadvantages accumulated in the late Wu and Zhou Dynasties and made great efforts to create a prosperous new century. Speaking of being emperor, who is worse than him? Such a man is a genius in heaven, a celebrity in the earth, and worthy of peerless beauty.
Therefore, Li Bai put it well: "Famous flowers pour into the country, appreciate each other, and are often laughed at by you." Why does he love her? We read a lot of historical materials and novels. In short, we are like-minded couples.
My helplessness is to write a 900-word high school composition narrative. Life is helpless. "Life is so helpless." This sentence is actually said by a little girl who is only 12 years old! Some people are surprised that they have a feeling for life at such a young age, alas! I'm not helpless? Don't think that I will always be a child, don't think that I know nothing, don't think that I know nothing! In my eyes, everyone seems to be wearing a mask, hypocritical and flattering! How clear and disgusting these are in the eyes of a girl of 13 years old! Sometimes I even hate the world. Why can't people trust and be sincere? I don't understand! Why is money so attractive? Some people use money to cover up crimes, some people threaten others with money, and some people use money. For money, many people are desperate to save their lives. For money, some people "put their righteousness above their family", I save money, and some people "do whatever it takes". What is the future? I have no hope, in this world, I see through everyone! What affection, what friendship, this is just the reason that these criminals use to escape from themselves! Song of Eternal Sorrow is the representative work of Bai Juyi's sentimental poems. Bai Juyi once commented on himself: "A song of everlasting regret has amorous feelings, and ten three fat songs are close to the accent." It can be seen that "Song of Eternal Sorrow" is a sentimental poem with amorous feelings besides the correct tone. The amorous feelings here should refer to the feelings between men and women who love each other. If we get rid of the sadness in life, we are helpless. When the dark clouds came to the top, there was a burst of melancholy. There is a feeling of depression in my heart. The silence of the day before the storm was terrible, frightening and breathless. Everything seems to be suppressed under the sky. The sky is in a straight line with mountains and water, which is terrible, sad and deplorable. All this can't be struggled and forgotten, except for the explosion in the sinking, which makes me feel melancholy and anxious. Silent breath floats in still air. If people don't need to look and face, is it a kind of happiness, a kind of happiness that can smile even if they dream at night? People, wake up, if there were more true feelings in the world, how wonderful life would be? .
6. With the theme of "Walking with Poetry" or "A poem in my heart", about 800 words. When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was easterly last night, so my country can't look back at the moon. Carved fences and jade should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed them. I want to know how worried you are, like a river flowing eastward. Students, do you think this word is well written? I like this very much. There is a splendid and beautiful world, and that is poetry. I remember that in a Chinese class at school, the teacher gave me a composition question and asked every student in the class to write an article about spring. I wrote this article in the form of poetry on a whim. In fact, what I thought at that time was just to express my thoughts in very simple language. But I didn't expect that the teacher not only didn't criticize me, but also gave me excellent grades and read them in class as a model essay. For me, it is really a great encouragement. Since then, I have formed an indissoluble bond with poetry. After that, I read extensively in my spare time and entered the colorful world of poetry. From then on, I fell in love with poetry. I like poetry because it gives people beautiful enjoyment. Good poetry always expresses an emotion and a thing with high generalization, exquisite language and beautiful rhythm. The reason why Tang and Song poetry has been circulated for a long time is still highly respected. "If she just turns her head and smiles, a hundred charms will be cast, and the makeup of the sixth palace will fade into nothing." Reading Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow, I seem to see the glory and glory of the palace in the prosperous Tang Dynasty: "Until I raise my cup, I ask the bright moon, bring my shadow, and make the three of us." I read the depression and sadness of Li Bai when he was frustrated. This poem shocked me with its true elegance and beauty. I love poetry because it contains profound principles of being a man. "Don't wait, grow old together and be sad." "Don't boast of good colors, just leave the air full of dried Kun" to teach us to be clear and white; Li Bai encouraged us to face setbacks and have confidence that we are not afraid of difficulties. The artistic charm of poetry is endless, and countless famous poets such as Li Bai, Du Fu, Bai Juyi and Wang Wei are dotted with the historical sky like bright stars. Numerous masterpieces and masterpieces, such as Song of Eternal Sorrow, Pipa Journey and Mink, are even more precious heritages in the history of literature. Walk into the beautiful realm of poetry and appreciate its infinite charm.