Autumn is crisp, the autumn wind is white, and the pond is full of water and insects.
There is Yanyun root moss on the mountain, and the cold red tears are charming.
In September, the rice fork is deserted, and the firefly flies at a low angle.
Stone veins and flowing springs drip sand, and ghost lights are picturesque.
The first three sentences of a song in Nanshanchang absorbed the opening sentence of ancient folk songs and used the syntax of "three, three and seven". Even out of the two words "autumn", the tone is bright and neat; A long sentence is composed of two overlapping words, which is clear, restrained, rising and full of rhythm. After reading it, the reader seems to be in an empty field, with bright moon in the sky and autumn wind in Wan Li. The pond in front of me is dark blue, and the insects in my ears are soft and vivid, full of poetry and painting.
Four or five sentences about mountains. The mountains are shrouded in mist, the rocks are covered with moss, the delicate safflower shrinks in the cold wind, and the dew drops on the petals little by little, just like the tears when a girl cries sadly. Writing here, a faint sadness suddenly rises in the beautiful and clear realm, and then slowly spreads around, covering the whole picture like a veil, adding a psychedelic tone to it.
Six or seven sentences go deep into the ground and write about the scenery of the fields: "In September, rice forks, fireflies fly at a low angle." In late autumn and September, the rice in the field has already matured, and the yellow stems and leaves are scattered with branches. A few remaining fireflies slowly flew low on the sloping ridge, dragging a dim blue and white spot.
Eighty-nine sentences go further, showing a cold, desolate and even a little eerie state: the spring water flowing from the crevices of the stone drips on the sand, making a muffled sound, and the phosphorus fire in the distance shines with paint-like green and luster, swimming among the branches of pine trees, just like pine flowers. Spring water is people's favorite thing. Watching the spring flow and listening to its sound will make people feel relaxed and happy. People always like to use the words "clear", "bright", "gurgling" and "Ding Dong" to describe the spring water, but Li He chose the word "dripping sand" to describe the quiet and stagnant shape and sound of the spring water here, which is full of artistic personality and is in harmony with the whole picture. The scenery described in the last sentence is the coldest. "Ghost lights are painted at the beginning", which is as creepy as ghosts; The word "Diansonghua" has more or less the brilliance of life, which makes readers gain a special aesthetic feeling and a quiet taste while bearing the "ghostly spirit". Appreciate the two poets' changeable brushstrokes to describe such an autumn night field map: bright and mottled, fresh and cold, loving and sad, which highlights the unique style and artistic conception of Li He's poems.
The first three sentences of the poem absorb the opening sentence of ancient folk songs and use the syntax of "337". Even out of the two words "autumn", the tone is bright and neat; A long sentence is composed of two overlapping words, which is clear, restrained, rising and full of rhythm. After reading it, I feel myself in an empty field, with bright moon in the sky and autumn wind in Wan Li. The pond in front of me is dark blue, and the insects in my ears are light and vivid, full of poetry and painting.
Four or five sentences about mountains. The mountains are shrouded in mist, the rocks are covered with moss, the delicate safflower shrinks in the cold wind, and the dew drops on the petals little by little, just like the tears when a girl cries sadly. Writing here, a faint sadness suddenly rises in the beautiful and clear realm, and then slowly spreads around, covering the whole picture like a veil, adding a psychedelic tone to it.
Six or seven sentences go deep into the ground and write about the scenery of the fields: "In September, rice forks, fireflies fly at a low angle." In late autumn and September, the rice in the field has already matured, and the yellow stems and leaves are scattered with branches. A few remaining fireflies slowly flew low on the sloping ridge, dragging a dim blue and white spot.
Eighty-nine sentences go further, showing a cold, sad and even a little gloomy state: the spring water flowing from the crevices of the stone drips on the sand, making a dull sound, and the phosphorus fire in the distance shines with paint-like green and luster, swimming among the branches of pine trees, just like pine flowers. Spring water is people's favorite thing. Watching the spring flow and listening to its sound will make people feel relaxed and happy. People always like to use words like "clear", "clear", "gurgling" and "Ding Dong" to describe spring water. However, Li He chose the word "dripping sand" to describe the shape and sound of the quiet and stagnant spring here, which is full of artistic personality and harmonious with the whole picture. The scenery described in the last sentence is the coldest. "Ghost lights are painted at the beginning", which is as creepy as ghosts; The word "Diansonghua" has more or less the brilliance of life, which makes readers gain a special aesthetic feeling and a quiet taste while bearing the "ghostly spirit".
Li He (AD 790-8 16), the author of A Journey to Nanshan, was born in Fuchang (now Yiyang, Henan Province) in the Tang Dynasty, and left behind many historic stories, such as "Dark clouds crush the city to destroy it", "The cock crows all over the world" and "If there is love in the sky". At the age of 20, Li He went to the capital Chang 'an to take the Jinshi exam. Because my father's name is Jin Su, which sounds the same as Jinshi, I was disqualified for offending my father. Later, because of his high literary fame, he served as a humble little official of Feng Lilang and stayed in Beijing. Li He was ambitious and arrogant, but now he has become such a small official like a servant. He felt humiliated, so he resigned from his official position and returned to his hometown in Fuchang to live in seclusion. Li He often rides a lame donkey and carries a worn-out toolkit to go out for inspiration. His poems are full of imagination, and he often uses myths and legends to convey the past and the present, so later generations often call him a "ghost genius" and his poems are "the words of a ghost fairy". Li He's long-term depression, melancholy lifestyle and poor family troubled him, which made this new star in the Tang Dynasty fall prematurely in 8 16 AD, at the age of 27.
Li He's Other Works ○ Yan Men Tai Shou Hang
○ Twenty-three Horse Poems, No.5
○ Thirteen songs in Nanyuan, the fifth song
○ quotations from Li Ping
○ Will enter the glass clock.
○ More works by Li He