"Why do we read ancient poetry today" speech script:
Example 1:
First imagine this scene: when you are in a peach forest , the peach blossoms are in full bloom, delicate and tender, just like shy girls. In such a beautiful state, if what you blurt out is: "So beautiful!" "So beautiful!" Such meaningless and nutritious words, instead of the beautiful and romantic "The peach is blooming, its flowers are burning" The poem will directly break this beautiful artistic conception.
Back to the topic, why do we read poetry? Reading and memorizing poetry started out because it was fun and interesting, or maybe your parents wanted to increase your knowledge and bought you a thick stack of Tang poetry and Song lyrics from the small shop in front of your home. When I was young, I just memorized a few sentences: "Look up at the bright moon, lower your head to think about your hometown", "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drops from the weeds will fall into the soil." They were easy to pronounce and memorized without any effort, so I slowly memorized them. Nearly a hundred songs.
When you grow up, you can review the poems you memorized before, correct them to understand their meaning, and gain some insights.
In summer, wearing a straw hat, the scorching sunshine spreads all over the earth. Find a shady tree, sit on a wooden chair under the tree, listen to the chirping of cicadas, welcome the cool breeze blowing in the hot air, breathe in the fresh air unique to summer, and watch the distant lotus leaves in the pond Swinging gently, I couldn't help but chant: "The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red."
While traveling with my family, I climbed up the stairs and saw thousands of lights in the distance. It was night time, and there was silence all around. Looking up again, I saw the sky full of stars, and the silver dust they shed slowly fell on my face, as if they were only a few steps away. Only then did I suddenly understand what it meant to say, "A dangerous building is a hundred feet high, and you can pick up the stars with your hands."
When I meet the woman I like, my heart is throbbing. Her eyebrows were full of beauty, and her eyes seemed to be full of stars, and she understood that "a fair lady is a good gentleman, and a gentleman is always jealous." There was this feeling floating in my heart, but I was too shy to express it directly. I wanted to use various things to get her attention, and I understood what it meant to be "a friend of the harp" and "a music of bells and drums".
The poems that you didn’t understand when you were young will exist deep in your heart and become your cultural heritage.
Poetry is the crystallization that ancient people used their wisdom to shape and condense thousands of years ago. When we modern people read these poems, it is like having a conversation across time and space with them thousands of years ago.
We understand their emotions when they were writing poems. Whether they were admiring the girl next door, they always felt that "if they followed her, they would feel like they were in the middle of the water", or when they were frustrated and melancholy, "I was only afraid of the twin rivers." "A boat cannot carry many sorrows"; it is the scenery of the Northland where snowflakes are flying, thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting", or when missing one's hometown, "the sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world."
Each poem has its own unique emotion, and in our lives, we will also encounter similar scenes and we can't help but chant one or two sentences.
If you say there is no place for poetry in life, what I say is all empty talk. Yes, I had the same thought as you, but later I discovered that it was because my life was still not exciting enough.
If you can appreciate and understand this vast world more, one day, after burning the midnight oil for countless nights, putting in countless efforts, and pursuing unremittingly and persistently, you will finally realize it. It feels like "the spring breeze is so proud that horses are hoofed, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day"; when setbacks, difficulties, and depression surge up like a torrent in a moment, I will exhort myself that "there will be times when the wind and waves break, and I will hang my cloud sails and sail across the sea." .
I will be in the park in early spring, watching the luxuriant grass and blooming flowers, and singing "The flowers are gradually charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves"; on the way to find the perfect partner, I have experienced many times Love, but ultimately ended in failure and fragmentation. When I shook my head and gave up, "I suddenly looked back, and that person was there, in the dim light."
The greatest characteristic of poetry is to turn lengthy words into concise words, and to condense lengthy emotions into just one sentence. Let's take a very simple example: A man confesses to a woman, "I have liked you for a long time. I have been paying attention to you silently before. Every time I see you, my heart beats like a deer, my heart beats faster, and I have never dared to be with you. Express my feelings. I want to be with you all the time." One sentence is enough in poetry. I would like to "hold your hand and grow old together with you."
Reading poetry cultivates sentiments and nourishes temperament, and its essence is: making life full of poetic romance.
Example 2:
Perhaps many people will question: Why should we study ancient poetry? What can it bring to me?
It is true that reciting ancient poetry will not bring us material wealth, nor will it make us jump to the top of the world, but the spiritual treasures it brings us are huge.
Everyone’s soul is like a piece of jade that has not yet been carved, but poetry can wash away our vulgarity and moisturize our souls.
By reading the peerless Tang poems, we can appreciate the fragrance of "An Neng can crush my eyebrows and bow down to the powerful, which makes me unhappy", like a pot of old wine, mellow and attractive; by reading Fenghua Song Ci, we can understand that "all the people" Searching for him thousands of times, suddenly looking back, that person is there, "in a dimly lit place", as soft and beautiful as a glass, overflowing with light; looking at the picturesque Yuan opera, we can appreciate "withered vines, old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes" The aspirations and interests are like a landscape, and the writing is full of charm.
All the poems and words I have encountered may be soft, coquettish, or frivolous. They are like flowers, blooming throughout the entire era.
Their floral fragrance infiltrates us and enriches our lives.
Being born in this world, you have to taste the ups and downs. When you are happy, use poems as wine, "A glass of turbid wine makes us happy to meet each other"; when we are sad, use poems to inspire us, "There will be times when we ride the wind and waves, and hang up our sails to sail across the sea." Knock the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall"; when I am sad, I use poetry as my friend, "raise a glass to the bright moon, and look at each other to become three people." As Zhang Chao said: "Reading as a young man is like gazing at the moon through a gap, reading in middle age is like looking at the moon in a courtyard, and reading in old age is like playing with the moon on the stage. They are all based on the depth of experience."
Yes, we have different attitudes towards things at different times. The same is true for poetry. Different people will have different perceptions after reading it. This is also the charm of poetry. No matter what kind of sentiments, there is always something poetic about it.
When we were young, when we looked at the colorful paintings of the stars, we would "question the beauty of the mirror, flying in the blue clouds." Tower, to express sorrow in order to compose new words." When I was young, I was in my prime, "I was full of scholarly energy, and I was full of enthusiasm for business." When I was middle-aged, I experienced life, and was accompanied by sorrow. "Last night, the west wind withered the green trees. I climbed up to the tall building alone and looked at everything. "Road to the End of the World"; when you are old, you look down on life, and you can only have strong ambitions in your heart, "I talk about being crazy as a teenager".
Time is like a river, and years are like songs. The vicissitudes of history have long since turned into smoke, and only poetry still remembers the brilliance of the past. We use poetry as a medium to return to that poetic era.
Why should we read poetry? Because we are looking forward to the beautiful scenery of "the peach blossoms blooming in the sky"; because we are obsessed with the infatuation of "the clothes are getting wider and wider, and we will never regret it, and we will be haggard for the beauty"; because we will have the "mayflies in the sky and the earth, and the faintness" A drop in the ocean" love.
Sometimes, we want to make life linger in poetry.
Example 3:
While learning words, we can read Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts", Luo Binwang's "Ode to the Goose", Wang Wei's "Lovesickness", Wang Anshi's " "Yuan Ri" and Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" are memorized by heart. Even if we can't understand or read it clearly, we still shake our heads and recite it backwards and forwards.
But we have never thought about why we read poetry? Is it just to deal with parents, or to be proud in front of teachers, classmates, relatives and friends? You may have never thought about this question, or you may think there is no answer and deliberately don't think about it. In fact, the answer is simple, because they are beautiful. Reciting it is like singing. The warmth of the words will remain in my heart for a long time.
Play a piece of soft music, spread out the small paper with poems, and savor the soul hidden in the paper and the deep love hidden in the pen. Follow the poet, turn the wheel of time, and look for the sentiment of poetry that was lost in childhood. You will be surprised to find that it is so familiar! In fact, the poet's feelings have long been engraved into his soul through the hardships of those years and will never be erased.
Looking back, we have followed Li Bai through thousands of mountains and rivers; we have witnessed Li Yu’s ups and downs; we have seen Li Qingzhao’s sorrow and melancholy, and his country and family were ruined; we have witnessed Su Shi’s successive demotions. , but still open-minded and heroic optimism; appreciate the patriotic feelings of Lu You; feel the generosity of Xin Ci; immerse yourself in the freshness and sincerity of Yuan Haowen. Poems lead us through one story after another, one landscape after another, and one life after another. It leads us to the charm of poetry and makes the splendid words bloom in our hearts.
Poetry has actually sneaked into our hearts quietly. It will be waiting for you somewhere in the future. Or people, things, or scenery. It surprises you, makes your heart beat, and makes you think that you just met it by chance and uttered such an appropriate poem. Otherwise, it has actually been planned for a long time, just waiting for that moment to bloom in your heart.
When you encounter the sad autumn, you will suddenly understand Li Qingzhao's "This time, how can the word "sorrow" be enough", Liu Yong's "It's even more shameful to leave the Qingqiu Festival in the cold"; when you recall When you are a person who has "gone far away", you can understand Li Shangyin's "This feeling can be recalled, but it was already at a loss at the time" and Nalan Xingde's "If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad like a painted fan".
When you meet a touching woman, you can sigh with emotion like Xin Qiji's "People searched for her a thousand times, but suddenly looking back, she was there, in the dim light", Li Qingzhao's "walking away in shame". , leaning against the door and looking back, sniffing the green plums." When you meet the right person, you will make the promise in the Book of Songs that "the life and death agreement is broad, and the child will grow old together." In "Shangxie", "There are no mausoleums in the mountains, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder shakes, the summer rains and snows, the heaven and the earth are united, so I dare to be with you"
Integrating poetry into life is our original intention. Bringing the old feelings into the new era, it is enough to sum it up in one poem.
To look for spring’s “green poplar smoke outside the dawn, and the spring breeze on the red apricot branches”; to chase summer’s “lotus wind brings fragrance, and bamboo dew drops are clear”; to visit the autumn scenery "The sky is blue, the leaves are yellow, the autumn colors are rolling in waves, and the cold smoke is green on the waves"; appreciate the winter scenery of "Northland scenery, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting".
In your spare time during the day, when you are passing the time, you will definitely think of the leisure and freedom of "singing, dancing, and having fun without restraint"; when you come back from school, when you are with your friends When chasing, the joyful play of "children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind" flashes in my mind.
In the evening, when you sigh at the majesty of the setting sun over the long river, you will understand the beauty of "the setting sun is golden and the dusk clouds are combined"; "the moon and the wind are high in the night", when you stand on the top of the building and look up When there are stars in the night sky, the joy of "the dangerous building is a hundred feet high and you can pick the stars with your hands" will appear.
When you smell a branch of red apricot, you can think of Ye Shaoweng's "The garden is full of spring scenery and you can't close it, but a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall." When I heard bursts of laughter like wind chimes ringing in the courtyard, all I could think of was Su Shi's "Pedestrians outside the wall, beauties laughing inside the wall." When you lean down and see the moss flowers at your feet, you can hum a song by Yuan Mei, "Moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also bloom like peonies."
Yes, the poems are so beautiful!
"There is no colorful phoenix flying wings in the body, but there is a clear understanding in the heart."
It meets us unexpectedly at an unpredictable moment, maybe because of a flower, a grass, a landscape, or a person. To occupy a space, to hold a feeling, to hold poems, to be in touch with the heart, and to connect with the soul.