The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation. Autumn, Moon, 100 Versions and Notes of Children's Early Lyrics
At first, I heard the chirping of geese traveling to the south, and the chirping of cicadas had disappeared. I climbed up the 100-foot-high building and looked as far as possible, and the water and the sky met.
In the middle of the month, the frost goddess Qingnv and Chang 'e are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and beautiful in the cold and frost.
Appreciated only from the text, the poem describes the scenery of the moonlit night in late autumn, but it is not a static description, but uses myths and legends to describe the beauty of Leng Yan on the moonlit night. The first sentence shows that the frost is cold in the sky and late autumn has arrived. The second sentence says that the moonlight is clear and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Write three or four sentences about the extraordinary goddess and strive for beauty and beauty. Poetry is based on imagination, the artistic conception is quiet and ethereal, and Leng Yan is unique. It can explain the aesthetic tendency of Yishan's poetry.
Literary works, especially poems, are characterized by emotion in scenes and interest in images. The poet is not only a master of sketching, but also a painter who shapes things. The most common theme, written by outstanding poets, can often create superb and beautiful artistic conception. Li Shangyin's Frost Moon will have such characteristics.
This poem was written in late autumn, watching the night scene of the frosty moon in a tall building near the water. It just means that the moon is white and the frost is clear, which brings people a cold autumn. Such scenery will make people feel relaxed and happy. However, the enjoyment of beauty given to readers by this poem greatly exceeds people's feelings in similar actual environments. The image of the poem is clear and simple, and its connotation is rich.
In autumn, flowers and trees are withered, everything you see in your eyes is yellow and colorless; However, the frost marks of the clear moon shadow are particularly bright. "The young woman Su E is cold-resistant, and the frost fights in the middle of the month." Although "the tall building is rich in jade, and the top is too cold", the peerless beauty of jade bone's ice muscles is more obvious in the cold night. Their graceful appearance is different from ordinary powder because they are cold-resistant, so they can stand the test of cold.
Writing Frost Moon is not from Frost Moon itself, but from Su E and Tsing Yi in the middle of Frost Moon; Qing women and Su E are the symbols of frost and moon in poetry. In this way, the poet describes not only the natural scene of autumn night, but also the soul of clear autumn and the spirit of frosty moon. This spirit is the natural beauty excavated by the poet from the night scene of frosty moon, and it also reflects the poet's deep pursuit of beauty and longing for light in the turbid realistic environment. This is the high standard and unique vulgarity of his character and the natural expression of Geng Jie's disobedience. Of course, I am not sure that the hardy Su E and Qing Nv are poets of self-metaphor; In other words, it means something else. Expressing feelings and interests in poetry is not so narrow. Wang Fuzhi put it well: "Prosperity is between intentional and unintentional." If the understanding of carving a boat for a sword is too tight, its meaning will be narrowed and its aesthetic value will be reduced.
Fan Yuan's poem says, "A mountain poem is called by the world, and it is as famous as a poem. The folk custom of Gai only sees its skin, and its high feelings are far-reaching and unknown. " He cited articles such as "Prepare a Post" and "Ma Wei" to illustrate. (See Wei Qingzhi's Poet Jade Chips, Volume 15, Poetry Eyes. In fact, Li Shangyin's "high sentiment and far-reaching meaning" can also be seen in more short improvisational poems. Ye Xie saw this, so he pointed out that Li Shangyin's seven-character quatrain was "deeply needled and well worded" (outside the original poem). This poem can also be seen.
The background of creation is not tested in this book of songs year, and Feng Zhu thinks it is erotic. This poem was written by the poet when he went upstairs to overlook the scenery on a moonlit night in late autumn. Li Shangyin, a native of Yuxi, xi, was a famous poet Fan Nansheng in the Tang Dynasty. His ancestral home is Qinyang, Hanoi (now Jiaozuo, Henan) and Xingyang, Zhengzhou. He is good at poetry writing, and his parallel prose also has high literary value. He is one of the most outstanding poets in the late Tang Dynasty. Together with Du Mu, it is called "Xiao", and together with Wen, it is called "Wen Li". Because his poems and essays are similar to the paragraphs and essays of the same period, all three of them rank sixteenth in the family, so they are also called "Thirty-six Style". His poems are novel in conception and beautiful in style, especially some love poems and untitled poems are touching, beautiful and moving, and are widely read. However, some poems are too obscure to be solved, and there is even a saying that "poets always love Quincy and hate that no one writes about Jian Zheng". Caught in the struggle between Niu and Li, I was frustrated all my life. After his death, he was buried in his hometown of Qinyang (now the junction of Qinyang and Aibo County in Jiaozuo City, Henan Province). His works are included in Li Yishan's poems. Li shangyin
Autumn is getting stronger, flowers are sleeping, and autumn dryness is like fire. Autumn comes from the north, and the clouds in the north also bring the Fenhe River. Night after night, the moon in Taiyuan winds, but the heart returns to Cheryl's hometown, her body, with the moonlight. The heart that misses my hometown is like the continuous Fenhe River, and I miss my hometown all the time. -Tang Li Bai Taiyuan early autumn Taiyuan early autumn
Autumn is getting stronger, flowers are sleeping, and autumn dryness is like fire.
Autumn comes from the north, and the clouds in the north also bring the Fenhe River.
Night after night, the moon in Taiyuan winds, but the heart returns to Cheryl's hometown, her body, with the moonlight.
The heart that misses my hometown is like the continuous Fenhe River, and I miss my hometown all the time. In autumn, the river is picturesque and the mountains look at the clear sky at night. (Mountain night: Xiao) Two waters reflect the mirror, and the double bridge falls into the rainbow. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? —— In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Qiu Deng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building Qiu Deng Xuancheng Qi Xie North Building.
The city by the river is as beautiful as the picture, and the mountains are getting late. I climbed the Xie Tiao Building to overlook the clear sky. (Mountain Night Works: Xiao)
Between the two rivers, one lake is like a bright mirror; The two bridges on the river look like rainbows falling from the sky.
Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old.
Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie? Autumn, a scenic spot that praises history and reminisces about the past, is decadent and autumn is over, and the wind is bleak. The creeping weeds are no longer brilliant, and the garden trees are empty and withered. I'm not the only one in the clear sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light. Cicadas don't cry, geese sing in the sky. If everything is different, isn't life very tiring? There is nothing since ancient times, I am anxious to see it. Why do you make me feel? Turbid wine makes its own pot. I don't know for thousands of years, and I will never finish talking. -Wei and Jin Tao Yuanming's "September 9th" is September 9th.
Decadent autumn is dusk, with dew in the wind.
The creeping weeds are no longer brilliant, and the garden trees are empty and withered.
I'm not the only one in the clear sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light.
Cicadas don't cry, geese sing in the sky.
If everything is different, isn't life very tiring?
There is nothing since ancient times, I am anxious to see it.
Why do you make me feel? Turbid wine makes its own pot.
I don't know for thousands of years, and I will never finish talking. Double Ninth Festival, autumn, writing scenery with emotion.