I went up the mountain to pick wormwood, and came down to meet my old husband. Chang knelt down and asked his old husband: "What will happen to the newlyweds?" "Although the newlyweds say good things, they are not as good as the old ones. The colors are similar, but the hands and claws are not the same." "The new ones enter through the door, and the old friends go out together." "The new people weave the silk fabrics by hand, so they can weave the silk fabrics one piece per day, and the silk fabrics are more than five feet long. The new people are not as good as the old ones."
p>⑴ Miwu: a kind of herb, which can be used as spice. The ancients believed that taking milfoil can give birth to more sons.
⑵ He Ru: What it looks like.
⑶ Good: Beautiful.
⑷ Shu: synonymous with "good", beautiful.
⑸ Claw: refers to textile skills, which is equivalent to saying "craft".
⑹ Together: small door.
⑺ Work: good at, good at. 缧 (jian and Yinping): yellow silk.
⑻ Plain: white fine silk, more expensive than silk.
⑼ One: four feet long.
This is a very dramatic ancient poem. It needs contemporary talents to write it. Love, triangles, tears, plus some erotic pepper noodles, can at least lay out a sad and sorrowful poem. , a short novel about Jue Meng Li Chou. But the ancients only used four groups of five words, a total of sixteen sentences, and a total of eighty words to perfectly express this story.
The characters in the poem are a divorced couple, and there is another character who does not appear, which is the wife of the ex-husband. The ancients, who cherished ink as much as gold, were able to write almost vividly in such a short space, writing the dialogue and exchanges between the two, their memories and emotions, the woman's dissatisfaction at being abandoned, and the man's regretful regrets. Although they are not written, they can be felt. Yes, the Xuxian who is working hard at home may not necessarily be in such a happy situation. It makes readers feel as if they are immersed in the scene. It is truly a masterpiece of poetic art. No wonder it has been recited for thousands of years.
This plain and simple poem tells us a truth. Good literary works are always the simplest and clearest, and they are not easy to read every word. There is not a dispensable word in the whole article, nor is there a dispensable word. Probably, the more incompetent the author is, the more mysterious he is, the more confused he is, and the more he pulls on and on like the footcloth of a lady with little feet.
This plant is also called 蕼聝 and gracilaria. According to the dictionary, the seedlings are like Xiongxiong, the leaves are like angelica, and the aroma is like Angelica dahurica. It is a kind of vanilla. This woman went to the mountains to pick fresh leaves of milfoil. When she came back, she dried them in a cool place and used them as a filling for sachets. Why did she go to the mountains to collect this plant? This is a secret that the author does not want to write out, nor does he want to tell readers directly. In fact, this is the reason why this woman was divorced and abandoned by her husband.
The ancients believed that milfoil can make women have more children. Therefore, women of childbearing age in ancient times often wore sachets filled with milfoil. Because the ancients regarded the birth of children and the propagation of seeds as the top priority among couples, families and clans. There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the worst is not having children. In feudal society, women were expelled from the house if they violated one of the "seven outings". Infertility is the first article of this unwritten law. Any wife who cannot bear children will sooner or later have to break off the engagement and be sent back to her parents' home.
This woman who went to the mountains to collect weeds had to break up with her husband and live alone because she could not give birth to a boy and a half girls. However, the poor woman was not willing to accept the status quo of never being able to have children. Therefore, with a slim hope, she went to the mountains to pick this kind of vanilla that might bring her good news. The "Sigh of Misfortune" popular in ancient times is the helpless regret expressed for women who should have children but cannot.
Nowadays, almost no one expresses such emotion. However, having said that, this ancient idiom is not without practical significance, nor will it never be mentioned. For example, among writers, some bloom but do not bear fruit, and are just famous; some bloom and bear fruit, but cannot bear the fruit, and are bluffing; some bloom, bear fruit, and hang on, but they grow crookedly. Cracked melons and jujubes are not considered elegant; some do not bloom or bear fruit at all, let alone bear fruit. But all year round, in the literary world, there is always a swollen belly, as if in labor... All of this, writers should be the same as women of childbearing age, and they also have this kind of crisis of "sighing".
In all the selections, this ancient poem is considered to be a poem about an abandoned woman. She went to the mountains to pick weeds and met her ex-husband by chance. I'm wondering if this husband is also picking this herb that can make women have more children for his newly married wife? Otherwise, how could we meet again here like "meeting my old husband down the mountain"? How could the topic between the two of them focus on "how will the new couple fare together"?
Generally speaking, people always like the new and dislike the old, because the old represents the past and the new represents the future. The green is better than the blue, and the last is worse than the last. The waves from behind in the Yangtze River push the waves ahead, and the old is not as good as the new. Therefore, the old era, the old society, the old habits, and the old traditions are not as energetic and exciting as the new century, the new China, the new atmosphere, and the new fashions.
Therefore, new shoes and new hats, new houses and cars, new tea and new rice, bride and groom, anyone with a new word, including the new generation of literature, beautiful writers with bright eyes and white teeth, and young talents with graceful demeanor, are easy to like.
Just look at the writings of some famous critics in the field of contemporary literature, and you will understand. For male writers around forty years old and female writers around thirty years old, the former is the target of their special attention, and the latter is the object of their special favor. The frequency of reviews, the strength of affirmations, the importance of flower protection missions, and the enthusiasm for recommendation are all incomparable to the high temperature on the summer solstice in Beijing this year.
However, the "old husband" in "Going Up the Mountain to Collect Weeds" has a different view from some people in the literary criticism circle. He actually puts up the banner of "new people are not as good as old people" and holds a new view. It is not as good as the old view; from today's perspective, it is obviously very unfashionable and unfashionable, and I'm afraid it will be ridiculed.
In his conversation with his ex-wife, he said: "Although the newlyweds are nice to each other, they are not like old friends. They are similar in color but different in their hands and claws." The first three sentences are all polite words, and they are all used in To comfort the woman's extremely lost heart. Because, in the way he handled this marriage, he was a bit ungentlemanly, almost as if he was forcing her to marry him. "New people enter through the door, old friends go through the pavilion." There was no room for discussion, and the new daughter-in-law was brought into the house without even saying hello. But the last sentence, the so-called "hands and claws are not the same", was what he felt at this moment.
Next, he sighed with emotion: "The new people weave the silk by hand, so the silk is artificially woven. One piece of silk is weaved every day, and the silk is more than five feet long." It turns out that the silk made by the newcomers is of inferior quality. The price is low; what I weave is plain, and the quality is high and the price is high. This newly married wife is not as good as the divorced ex-wife in terms of textile skills. According to the ancient weights and measures system, one piece is four feet long and two feet wide. His wife worked hard for a day and could only weave one piece of silk, while his ex-wife was able to weave one and a quarter pieces. Judging from the labor efficiency, it is no wonder that the old husband came to the conclusion, " The conclusion is that the old man will be better than the old man, and the new man will be worse than the old man."
Of course, metabolism is the general trend of history. But when it comes to a specific person, something, a certain part, or a certain link, there may be exceptions where old ginger is spicy, old wine is good, and newcomers are not as good as old ones.
This ancient poem at least lets us understand that seeking truth from facts is the most important thing.
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