What poems are there in spring?

At the end of the year and the beginning of the year, when winter goes and spring comes, it has become a practice for the old China literati to write some appropriate works. To put it mildly, it was a mistake. Because if you write it, you must take it out. It's called offering a piano, but it's actually an invitation. Embarrass each other. This is really bad. If it's not good, I'm afraid he'll hang up. Because it has been written for hundreds of thousands of years and thousands of people have written it down, it is difficult for this kind of poem to break through and innovate. Poems by Ming Sheng like you must have titles, and festivals every year must be full of sentences. It's just a bad habit of literati. Therefore, I can't see all kinds of poems selected in the past dynasties, including 300 Tang poems and 1,000 Tang poems and Song poems. If you have to find an outstanding person who writes a blend of scenes in such a field that is difficult to excel and surpass, it must be Wang Anshi, a poet in the Northern Song Dynasty. For contemporary readers who know a little about some old-style poems, if something poetic, poetic and lyrical suddenly comes to mind when the old-style poems are replaced by new-style poems, I think Wang Anshi's first choice is: firecrackers are one year old, and the spring breeze warms Tu Su. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones. I don't-I don't know how many poems about the New Year were written by old poets, but none of them have far-reaching influence and spread widely like Wang Anshi. Yuanri. Because the festive atmosphere expressed in this extremely ordinary but extremely simple poem is full of joy and excitement, which can be said to be beyond words. Although it is January day in the Northern Song Dynasty, it makes you feel the same happy New Year atmosphere as now. January day written by Wang Anshi must be a happy day enjoyed by all people in a block, a village, a town and a city. Imagine that if you are in it, the sound of firecrackers, the refreshing fragrance of Tu Su, the dazzling light of the sun and the unparalleled warmth of the spring breeze will all give you an all-round impact on hearing, smell, vision and touch, and you will definitely feel a brand-new feeling. Wang Anshi's strength lies in his grasp of this overall feeling, which belongs to everyone and is a universal feeling. Poets in China usually only pay attention to themselves, not to groups, only to personal joys and sorrows, not to human joys and sorrows. So simple, so perfect; In this way, just four such shocking words can set off the scene in January in full swing, which is the artistic charm of the master. Therefore, today, Wang Anshi's January Day is the best poem written on the first day of every year, and no one can surpass it. Wang Anshi also has a poem for the occasion, which is also great. Among countless poems describing the coming of spring, Wang Anshi's Boating in Guazhou is also the most famous one: Guazhou in Jingkou is a river, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? Wang Anshi is nearly a thousand years old, and these two poems can still be passed down from mouth to mouth, which is probably truly immortal. This song is widely circulated in Guazhou, largely because of one of the green characters. This was finalized by the poet after several considerations, reflections and revisions. Anyone who has read China knows this allusion in Nineteen Ancient Poems. Hong Mai in the Southern Song Dynasty said that when he changed the words of Volume 8 of Rongzhai in a scholar's house in Suzhou, he saw the manuscript of Boguazhou written by Wang Anshi. Wang Jueju said: There are only a few mountains in Zhongshan, just across the waters of Guazhou, which is the mouth of Beijing. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? Wu's family hid his grass. At the beginning of the cloud, he went again, changed the word, noticed the bad, and changed it to Guo. After the circle, it was changed to a person and rotated to full. If it is ten words, it is designated as green. This rumor is wonderful. There are 28 words in the whole poem, with proper words and vivid images. Wang Anshi's vivid practice of picking green flowers has always been regarded as a model of the poet's careful choice of words and fearless rhetoric. Lu Yanrang, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "Yin An is bitter, but a few wires are broken."

At this time, Wang Anshi was in a complicated mood in the United States, knowing that political affairs could not be finished, but he had to bear the pain and know that his life could not be broken, and he had to lead by the nose. Anyway, Wang Anshi, his scenery is no longer in the past two years, and his enthusiasm has declined. In fact, this doesn't mean that I don't want to be Feng's wife anymore. At that time, from Jinling to the capital of song dynasty, the grand canal had to go north first and then go west along the yellow river. As the first step, it is natural to cross the Yangtze River first. The Jingkou in the poem is today's Zhenjiang and Guazhou across the river. I tried to cross the river, but it was getting late, so I went ashore for the night. Wang Can Anshi on board remember Jiangning and his former residence. When the river whimpers, the bright moon takes the lead. Don't you miss his leisurely life of riding a donkey and reading at the foot of the mountain? In the history of China, Wang Anshi was first a politician and reformer, and then a writer. However, in the minds of most people in China, Wang Anshi, one of the eight great poets in Tang and Song Dynasties, is remembered for his poems. This political thing, although prominent for a while, is actually short-lived. No matter how deep the score in history is, it will have too great an impact, and that's it in the end. It's a bit like the winter in the north to a great extent. It's serious. It's been dragging its tail for a long time. Don't go if you win. But in the end, the ice melted and there was no trace. On the other hand, literature is more like spring in the south. All the scenery is green, vibrant, lush, thriving, generation after generation, endless. At present, there are different opinions about his political reform, which are completely opposite. With the passage of time and vicissitudes, they have faded out of people's sight. Maybe only a few researchers are talking in the study, or some bookworms are arguing and vomiting online. Perhaps in Wang Anshi's thoughts at that time, these two poems were just a piece of cake compared with his political dedication. But thousands of years later, these two poems about the New Year, Sunday and spring, are like the aging of Meijia. As long as New Year's Day comes, as long as spring comes, they will be sung with fragrance. The difference between writers and politicians is that the former always starts from feelings and the main theme is heat; The latter always comes down to reason, and the main theme is cold. When the writer's emotional heat rises, it will boil and expand; Politicians weigh the situation rationally, so they must treat it calmly and act cautiously. Therefore, writers should not engage in politics, and politicians should not engage in literature, because this degree is difficult to grasp. Wang Anshi's failure, or the failure of Wang Anshi's political reform, has many internal and external reasons, the most important of which is that he feels uneasy, and his personality as a writer is grasped in the degree of his actions. Wang Anshi is not a bookworm who plays with literature, nor is he an arty politician. Maybe he is not first-class as a politician, but he is absolutely first-class as a writer. Although Mao Kun and Ann A Min initiated the theory of eight masters in Tang and Song Dynasties, it has been recognized by everyone for nearly a thousand years. As a writer, Wang Anshi is extremely confident. According to Guazhou, when Wang Jingchu participated in politics, he looked down at the temple. If there is no one, he will argue for the new law one day and be angry with the public. Your generation can stop sitting still reading. Zhao Xiantong said politically that your words have been lost. What books can I read when signing a contract with Rugao, Jinan and Qi? Jing was silent. Although he was speechless for a moment, he could feel his self-confidence in despising that group of people. Confidence is not a bad thing. One should be confident, especially a writer. But overconfidence means conceit, and overconfidence means arrogance, which is the inevitable fate of many excellent people. In this society where dross is more than essence and dirt is more than essence, these confident people are not conceited, and conceited people are not arrogant. Since Wang Anshi took office, he has always been a complex of self-confidence, conceit and arrogance. Especially in Song Shenzong, when one person supports it and ten thousand people oppose it, he thinks he is self-righteous and headstrong, and won't listen to any objections. Of course, there is no place for those who oppose him. So, ten months after t.

This once very conceited and arrogant man actually wrote at the end of the poem when the bright moon will be returned to me, which shows that his mood is not peaceful for two years. He is worshipped as a politician, presiding over political reform and determined to win. Anyone who is confident, conceited and arrogant can't stand setbacks or failures. After the capital of song dynasty, Wang Anshi, who lost popular support and inspirational thoughts, found it difficult to cheer up. Sure enough, in the second year of 10, I stopped for the second time and retired from Jiangning. Jing once again became a phase. After taking over the party, I am very tired on weekdays, but I can't be trusted. People you trust are not enough to accomplish anything. On weekdays, I was only conspired by my son, but I died again. Knowing it was hard to do, I gave up again so that I could become the phase of Jinling again. As a politician, Wang Anshi withdrew from history, but as a writer, Wang Anshi lived in poetry forever. Every year, every spring, these two poems of his will be remembered. It should be said that Wang Anshi's background two poems, whose geographical latitude is slightly south, should be the scenery around the Yangtze River basin. Compared with the south, the seasonal temperature difference between the Yellow River Basin and the North China Plain is about one and a half months to two months later. In winter in the north, the tail will drag on for a long time, and the spring breeze will make it warm. At least before the end of March and the beginning of April in the solar calendar, there will be a clue on the willow branches that have just softened, on the grass tips that can't lift their heads, on the clear water floating with broken ice, and in the fields with snow. Everyone who lives in Beijing knows that a street grows on the branches of Magnolia outside the red wall in Xichang, and then the small one becomes a big one. It should be said that it is the earliest messenger of spring in Beijing. Think of the seasonal changes as spring, Beijing has no feeling of spring; Even the magnolia flowers bloom and fall, and it is not far from May Day. At first glance, it is still an old tree with withered branches and grass, and it is still a luxury for Beijingers. It's a day when everything is green, and soon it will be too green to turn. It's definitely summer. In the eyes of Beijingers, there is little difference between early spring and winter. In the 1920s, Lu Xun, a teacher living in Badaowan, Xicheng District, felt the same way. Dong Xuan recorded that he said so, but I feel that there seems to be no spring and autumn in Beijing. So northerners and southerners have different feelings about the information of spring. However, great works, works handed down from generation to generation, works that keep us in awe, usually constitute a perfect literary world in the reader's imagination. When we wander among them, the time difference of longitude and the temperature difference of latitude actually do not exist. Even minor omissions and accidental omissions can be ignored. Because good works always transcend time and space and times, and good poems can always arouse * * * and carry on the family line. Just like spring, the green covering everything will take away all your sight. When you are having fun, you have no time to think about other things. Perhaps the ultimate position of this kind of literature is the goal we should pursue.