Poetry consists of trees and leaves, leaves and flowers, flowers and picking, picking and sending, sending and thinking. It describes a woman's deep nostalgia for her long-distance husband.
Original poem:
Strange Trees in Courtyard: Anonymous in Han Dynasty
There are strange trees and gorgeous green leaves in the court. Climbing a pole and folding its glory will be a legacy.
The incense is full of sleeves, and the road is long. This thing is expensive, but it feels different from then.
Explanation:
Do you know, there is a beautiful tree in the yard, with delicate green leaves, densely covered with clusters of crowns, and the wind is blowing, wrapped in rich fragrance and beautiful things. I was intoxicated by it, perhaps fascinated by such a beautiful scenery. I hope you can enjoy this photo with me now, but it's a pity that we are far apart and you are not here.
I broke the most beautiful branch and wanted to give it to you in the distance. The fragrance of the branches has already filled my sleeve, but it's a long way, but I can't give it to you. Then I thought, well, what is this rare thing? How can it be worth giving to you? I'm just remembering the day when we broke up.
Extended data:
Creative background:
Strange Trees in the Courtyard is a poem in funeral march, the ninth of nineteen ancient poems. There are different opinions about the background of Nineteen Ancient Poems. Yuwen Suoan thinks that China's early poems are a kind of copying system, and there is no conclusive evidence to prove that "ancient poetry" was earlier than Jian 'an period. As for the specific creation time of "there are strange trees in the courtyard", it is difficult to confirm.
Appreciate:
At the beginning of the poem, it is blunt to say that there is a big tree in the courtyard, which is flourishing. Looking at this old tree that has been growing for many years and the flowers that are getting more and more gorgeous against the green leaves, he made a reasonable move. He folded the biggest and most beautiful one, and he wanted to send it home and send it to his missing relatives.
But the road is too far, and you can't wait to get to your hometown, so it should wither. What can be left except the fragrance of flowers all over the sleeves? He sighed disappointedly, put his hands behind his back and paced back and forth. The trees in the strange yard are dense, the flowers are just right and the time is just right, but I feel extremely lonely. The feeling of wandering is like swallowing yourself and suffocating people. It would be great if you could hear the local accent and meet your old friends at this time.
In just a few words, it describes the picture of a boudoir woman picking branches and giving them away. The style of writing is plain, the tone is soothing, there is neither fiery love poem expression nor melancholy, but it is circuitous and euphemistic, and the contradictory thoughts of boudoir women are written so vividly and portrayed very well.
And "after parting, I want to send plum blossoms, but I don't want to send them" (interpretation: after parting, I want to send a plum blossom, but I don't know where to send it. ) have the same effect. I don't say desire, but I am full of desire. Don't say melancholy, but full of the pain of parting, this is the ultimate romance.
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