Ye Zhi's original poem
When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire, take down this book,
Reading slowly, dreaming of the gentle eyes.
Your eyes were once, and their shadows were deep;
How many people love your happy and elegant moments,
Loving your beauty with true or false love,
But there is one person who loves your pilgrim soul,
Love the sadness on your aging face;
Bend down by the glowing fireplace,
Whispering a little sadly, how love dies.
Pacing on the mountains overhead
Hide his face among the stars.
Translated by Yuan Kejia
When you are old, gray-haired and sleepy,
Take a nap by the fire, please write down this poem.
Read slowly and recall the tenderness of your eyes in the past.
Recall the heavy shadows of their past;
How many people love you when you are young and happy,
Worship your beauty, hypocrisy or sincerity,
Only one person loves your pilgrim soul,
Love the painful wrinkles on your aging face;
I hung my head, by the red fire,
Whispering sadly about the passing of love,
On the mountain overhead, it walked slowly.
A face is hidden among a group of stars.
Poetry appreciation
When the poet wrote this poem, the object he loved was young, with a beautiful face and charm. It is often said that which girl is not good at love and which boy is not good at love? . Throughout the ages, love always seems to be associated with youth and beauty. When people are bathed in the glory of love, there is only the present in their minds, and there is always a hidden desire to refuse time, change and turn the moment into eternity. However, the poet is determined to travel far away just for sightseeing, thinking of a beautiful girl in her later years and imagining her white-haired and rickety body.
Telling a girl who is enjoying the fruits of youth about her twilight years is like telling a newborn child that he must die. This is cruel, but it is an irresistible natural law. Didn't the poet write this just to tell her that? The truth? I want to show her my love in this way. The poet seems to be a loner, watching from a distance, but clinging, loving this admired girl and giving her his unique but truly precious love, because others only love her true love or false love face, and the unique poet loves her noble soul. Beauty is easy to get old, but youth is hard to stay, but the noble soul and inner beauty of a girl will last forever in the passage of time, just like wine, the longer it is hidden, the more mellow it will be, so the poet's love can transcend time and external beauty.
This love poem is unique, and its uniqueness comes from the poet's unique and sincere feelings. Without this kind of emotion, deliberately being original will only make people feel artificial. Therefore, this poem is not so much an imaginary description of the girl's twilight years as an expression of the poet's true feelings for the girl and the fleeting years. In this sense, it is the sincere feelings of sadness and hopelessness that overflow from the poem that move us.
The whole poem has neat rhythm, concise language and beautiful artistic conception. There are no flowery words in the poem, but there are majestic emotions hidden behind the simple and plain words. The emotional trajectory expressed by Ye Zhi in his poems can be compared to a river: it flows in the canyon, then flows into the river, and finally disappears peacefully into the sea. However, just under the calm sea, I believe there must be rolling waves that buried all his hopes, disappointments and despair. Any young heart will not and will not face the old, dying, layers of wrinkles, such as silver hair, which is a heavy feeling. However, young Ye Zhi stood at the end of time, always telling and imagining the scene of his old age and expressing his feelings for Maud in a calm and expressive tone? Okada's love is fully displayed.
The whole poem is divided into three sections. These three poems, which have a beginning and an end, take care of each other and are quite ingenious. The first part begins with a hypothetical adverbial of time. The poet imagines an elderly lover reading a collection of poems by the fire a few years later. She was covered with frost and sat alone, but she was not alone, because Ye Zhi's poems accompanied her. When she recites it gently, she will recall everything in the past, her beautiful eyes, soft light and deep halo. Ye Zhi was only 29 when he wrote this poem. What about Maud? I was 27 years old just now. But? When you are old? This assumption is because? Is your head white? ,? Sleepy? ,? Napping by the fire? These images and concreteness? Old? That moment suddenly came to us, hazy and still, but it was so vivid and shocking. What will you see when you look at yourself from the other side of time? The poet's emotional experience and the long years after writing this poem all confirm his feelings when writing this poem. The poet seems to have been moving towards his hypothetical time and space without hesitation, just like moving towards a belief.
The second section is the focus of the whole poem, and the poet skillfully uses the method of contrast to express his deep affection. ? How many people love the beauty, hypocrisy or sincerity of adore you when you are young and happy? Only one person loves your pilgrim soul and the painful wrinkles on your aging face? . The poet pointed out that others love your youthful exuberance and your beautiful appearance, while I love your holy heart that keeps fighting for national freedom. Even if the shade of youth has fallen, what about me? Will you still love? What about you? Sorrow and wrinkles on the face. Compared with those people, the poet's love is undoubtedly deeper, more sincere and more loyal. Time has brought a heavy test to love, but time has also verified love. Only through time can love be rock-solid and last forever.
The third section turns to the future virtual artistic conception. The poet's language is as gentle as down, gently guiding lovers to enter, just visiting in advance when you are old? ,? What about you? The hair in the past has turned white. What about you? Your face is no longer smooth. What about you? I bent over and dozed off by the fire. Me? But still for? What about you? Aging and heartache? Me? But still for? What about you? Then ring the bell of love. What about you? To understand? Me? Affection and loyalty. The poet's love in reality is so hopeless that he has to guide the other person to imagine the scene many years later, hoping that lovers can understand his infatuation as soon as possible after seeing this poem, instead of waiting for many years, everything becomes permanent pain. Then the poet wrote:? On the mountain overhead, it walked slowly, hiding its face among a group of stars. ? The poet's love did not disappear, but lingered on the mountain overhead, reluctant to leave, and finally hid himself among a group of stars. Which of these two sentences? Mountain? And then what? Star? Images expand the artistic conception and space of poetry and make people feel a kind of holy beauty. The poet's love is constantly sublimated to the pure and lofty realm, sublimated to infinite space, and becomes an eternity.
? How many people have seen and worshipped your face when you were young, then we can know who is willing to bear the relentless changes of time. How many people have come back in your life? Do you know that I will accompany you all my life? . For Ye Zhi, love will never die. In this time-based poem, the poet not only vividly conveys the unique emotional experience of individual life with exquisite brushwork, but more importantly, the poet understands the universal experience of all mankind from his personal feelings, thus realizing the individual's transcendence of life and the world.
Zhao Zhao's lyrics when you are old.
When you get old, your hair will turn white.
sleepy
You can't walk when you are old.
Take a nap by the fire and remember your youth.
How many people loved your happy youth?
Worship your beauty is false or true.
Only one person still loves your pious soul.
Love the wrinkles on your old face
Old age, drooping eyebrows.
Dimly lit, uncertain
The wind blew away your news.
This is the song in my heart.
When you get old, your hair will turn white.
sleepy
You can't walk when you are old.
Take a nap by the fire and remember your youth.
How many people loved your happy youth?
Worship your beauty is false or true.
Only one person still loves your pious soul.
Love the wrinkles on your old face
When I get old, my eyebrows droop.
Dimly lit, uncertain
The wind blew away your news.
This is the song in my heart.
When I get old, I really hope
This song is for you.