This is a dream poem as well as a fairy poem. On the grounds of remembering dreams, this poem expresses the desire for light and freedom, the dissatisfaction with the dark reality, and the indomitable spirit of resistance.
The poet uses rich and peculiar imagination and bold exaggeration to form a sleepwalking picture that is both virtual and real, and the virtual and the real coexist. The whole poem is rigorous in conception, magnificent in artistic conception, rich in twists and turns, brilliant in image, deep and intense in emotion and full of romanticism.
Second, the full text
A sailing tourist will talk about Japan, which is hidden in water and fog and inaccessible; But the more people talk about the mother mountain, the clouds are light or visible.
On a straight line leading to heaven, its peak enters heaven, topped with five sacred peaks, and casts a shadow across China. The Paradise Terrace Mountains are 100 miles long, and it is here that they begin to extend to the southeast.
My heart and my dream are in Wu Heyue, flying over Jinghu Moon overnight. The moon lit up my shadow and I came to Yanhe.
Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves. I wore Xie's earliest spiked shoes and climbed the Qingyun ladder.
Halfway through the sunny ocean, the sacred rooster crows in space. Thousands of turns, flowers lure me, stones slow me down. The day suddenly ended.
Bears, dragons and storms on mountains and rivers disturb forests and shake mountains. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.
God of thunder and lightning, the mountains are crumbling. Cave stone gate, drain in tiankeng.
An impenetrable shadow, but now the sun and the moon illuminate a golden and silver terrace. Wearing rainbow clothes and riding the wind, all the queens of the clouds came and came down one by one.
With the tiger as the harp and the phoenix as the dancer, the images of fairies are arranged in rows. I moved, my soul flew and suddenly began to grow.
My pillow and mat are the lost clouds in which I once lived. This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.
So I'm leaving you. I don't know how long it will take. But let me, on my green slope, raise a white deer. When I need you, ride to you, great mountain. Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!
Third, meaning.
It is difficult for overseas tourists to find a wave of smoke when they talk about Yingzhou. Vietnamese people talk about Tianmu Mountain, and people can be seen in the fog. Tianmu Mountain seems to be connected with the sky, blocking the sky. The mountain is higher than the five mountains, covering Chicheng Mountain. Although Tiantai Mountain is 18000 feet high, it seems to lean to the southeast and crawl in front of it.
I sleepwalked to wuyue as the Vietnamese said, and one night I flew over Jinghu Lake under the bright moon. The moonlight on Jinghu Lake shines on my shadow, always accompanying me to Tongxi. The place where Xie Lingyun lived is still there today. The clear lake is rippling and apes are singing. Wearing Xie Gong's special wooden shoes on his feet, he climbed the mountain road and went straight into the sky.
Halfway up the mountain, I saw the sun rising from the sea, and the crow of pheasants came from the air. Numerous rocks overlap, the road twists and turns, and the direction is uncertain. I am obsessed with flowers and walk on stones, and I don't feel that it is getting late. Bears are growling, dragons are ringing, springs in rocks are shaking, making forests tremble and mountain peaks tremble.
The clouds are dark, as if it is going to rain, and the water waves fluctuate and produce smoke. Lightning and thunder, the mountain seems to have collapsed. The stone gate of Xianfu opened from the middle and gave a loud cry. The blue sky in the cave is boundless and there is no end in sight. The sun and the moon shine on the palace made of gold and silver.
Dressed in rainbows, riding the wind like a horse, the immortals in the clouds descended to earth one after another. Tigers play the piano, birds drive, and immortals flock. Suddenly, my soul was disturbed, and I woke up with a start and couldn't help sighing. When I woke up, there was only a pillow mat around me. The smoke and clouds I just saw in my dream were gone.
The joy of the world is like a dreamland. Since ancient times, everything has gone forever. Say goodbye to friends and go to Donglu. What time are you coming back? For the time being, put the white deer between the green cliffs, and when you want to travel far, ride it to visit famous mountains. How can I grovel for the powerful, so that I can't have a comfortable smile!
Third, the author
Li Bai in Tang Dynasty
Extended information 1. Creation background
This poem was written by Li Bai after he left the Hanlin Academy. It was written in four years (745) and five years (746). In the third year of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty (744), Li Bai was pushed out of Chang 'an by powerful people.
He was released from Beijing and returned to his home in Donglu (now Shandong). Then set foot on the journey of roaming again. This poem describing the dream trip of Tianmu Mountain was written when Li Bai was about to leave eastern Shandong for wuyue.
Two. Brief introduction of the author
Li Bai (70 1-762), whose real name is Taibai, also known as "purple laity" and "fallen fairy", was a great romantic poet in the Tang Dynasty, and was praised as "poetic fairy" by later generations, and was also called "Du Li" with Du Fu. In order to distinguish himself from two other poets, Li Shangyin and Du Mu, that is, "Little Du Li", Du Fu and Li Bai merged again.
In the first year of Tianbao (AD 742), Xuanzong read Li Bai's poems and admired them, so he called Li Bai into the palace.
On the day when Li Bai entered the palace to appear before the court, Xuanzong stepped down to meet him. Xuanzong asked some contemporary affairs. Based on his half-life study and long-term observation of society, Li Bai came up with a thoughtful answer. Xuanzong was greatly appreciated, and immediately made Li Bai worship the Hanlin, whose job was to write poems for the emperor and entertain him.
Every time Xuanzong gave a banquet or outing, he ordered Li Bai's attendants to use his agile poetic talent to write poems on the spot. Although it is not a record of merit, it also spreads its words to future generations and arrogantly boasts to future generations. Li Bai was so prized by Xuanzong that his colleagues envied him, but some people were jealous of him.
In the summer of the third year of Tianbao (in 744, it was called "load" instead of "year" and "load" instead of "year" during the third to fifteenth years of Tianbao), Li Bai went to Luoyang, the eastern capital. Here, he met Du Fu. The two greatest poets in the history of China literature met.
At this time, Li Bai was famous all over the country, while Du Fu was in his prime, but he stayed in Los Angeles. Li Bai is eleven years older than Du Fu, but he is not arrogant in front of Du Fu with his talent. Du Fu, a "high-sex and heavy-drinking" and "old friend", did not bow his head to praise Li Bai.
The two men established a profound friendship on an equal footing. When they were in Luoyang, they made an appointment to meet each other in Liang and Song Dynasties (now Kaifeng and Shangqiu) to visit Taoism and seek immortality. In the autumn of the same year, they arrived in Liang and Song Dynasties as promised. Here, two people express their feelings through the past and discuss the present.
They also met the poet Gao Shi here, who has not yet taken office. However, each of them has the same ambition and ideal. The three of them had a good time swimming, commenting on literary criticism and poetry, and talking about the general trend of the world. They were all worried about the hidden dangers of the country. At this time, Du Li was in the prime of life, and this exchange of ideas in their creation had a positive impact on them in the future.
This autumn and winter, Du Li broke up again. Li Bai came to the Amethyst Palace in Jeju (now Jinan, Shandong) and asked the eminent monk to teach. Since then, he has officially performed Taoist rituals and become a Taoist priest. Later, Li Bai went to Anling County, Dezhou, where he met Gaihuan, who was good at writing runes, and made a real rune for him. Li Bai got a satisfactory result in this immortal visit.
In the autumn of the fourth year of Tianbao (745), Li Bai and Du Fu met for the third time at the east foot. In just over a year, the two met twice and three times, and their friendship deepened. They went to Jeju to visit Li Yong, a world-famous essayist and calligrapher at that time. Just this winter, Du Li broke up with her.
In the 14th year of Tianbao (AD 755), the Anshi Rebellion broke out, and Li Bai and his wife, Master Nan, fled. Spring is in dangtu. I heard that Luoyang fell and the Central Plains collapsed, so I returned to Xuancheng from Dangtu and took refuge in Shengzhou, Zhejiang.
In Liyang (now liyang city, Jiangsu Province), I met Zhang Xu. The midsummer solstice is over. I heard that Guo Ziyi and Li Guangbi won a great victory in Hebei and returned to Jinling. In autumn, I heard that Xuanzong had gone to Shu, so he went to Lushan Mountain and lived in seclusion by the Yangtze River.
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