The emotions expressed by autumn in the old capital are as follows:
After reading Yu Dafu's Autumn in the Old Capital, I was deeply attracted by the thick autumn flavor in the article. The autumn rain there, the Qiu Chan there, the autumn fruits there and everything there are so charming, so full of charm and infinite reverie.
"The article naturally blends the' objective color' of nature-autumn color of the old capital with the' subjective color' of the writer's heart-personal mood". The full text is closely related to' Qing',' Jing' and' Sadness', and the selection of materials is really exquisite. The author does not write bright red leaves in Xiangshan, nor does he write about the Summer Palace where tourists are everywhere, but chooses pale blue morning glory, silent locust tree falling, the faint sound of Qiu Chan and the long autumn rain, which constitutes a magnificent and lonely landscape painting.
It is said to be "beautiful" because this essay shows the readers the autumn in Beiping in plain and simple language, and its artistic conception is quiet and remote, which makes people feel that there are flowers, trees, autumn rain, Qiu Chan and autumn fruits in Beiping. It's so ordinary, but it's so full of life. What's more valuable is that the author shows it to the readers with that poetic style, which makes people think infinitely. I can't wait to plug in a pair of wings and fly to Peiping and into autumn.
It is said to be "lonely" because the article shows readers the cold autumn colors and hears the lonely autumn sounds. And this cold autumn color and lonely autumn sound are condensed into "clear", "quiet" and "sad".
The loneliness of "purity", "quietness" and "sadness" lies in the falling core of Sophora japonica. Like a flower but not like a flower, the falling core is the "ornament" of the autumn in the north. When I got up in the morning, my feet were covered with falling cores, and there was no sound, "no smell" and "only a little subtle and soft touch". And after the once beautiful falling core was swept by sweeping the street, it left a chilling "silk pattern".
The loneliness of "purity", "quietness" and "sadness" lies in the weak Qiu Chan. In front of the house, behind the house, on the grass, and on the trees, "no matter where" is Qiu Chan, which grows for a while and grows for a while. Bursts of sound; Raise your voice, lower your voice, and your voice will make you worry.
the loneliness of "purity", "quietness" and "sadness" lies in the autumn fruits. In the corner, beside the hut and at the door of the kitchen, jujube trees are holding lonely jujubes with small oval leaves, waiting for the northwest wind to blow red.
The loneliness of "clearness", "quietness" and "sadness" is in the bleak autumn rain. "Under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze suddenly came," and the rain fell down. After a shower, the dark clouds swept away and the sun appeared again. After the rain, at the head of the village and at the bottom of the tree, the idle people in the city talk slowly and leisurely.
The loneliness of "purity", "quietness" and "sadness" is compared between China and foreign countries. There is an "autumn scholar" in China's writing, and there are "autumn sound" by Ouyang Zi and "Red Cliff" by Su Xueshi in the reader. "But what about foreign poets?" "If you go to Britain, France, Germany and Italy, wait for people's collections, or poetry Anthology from all over the world, you can always see many autumn praises and sad cries. In the long pastoral poems or four seasons poems of famous great poets, the part about autumn is always the best and most interesting. " The conclusion of this comparison is that "it shows that animals with feelings and people with interests always have the same deep, distant and severe feelings about autumn." It's just that the literati in China have a particularly deep relationship with Qiu, especially in the north, and they can "feel it to the end".
The loneliness of "purity", "quietness" and "sadness" is in the comparison between North and South. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or the mountains to see Qiu Chan. "Like crickets and mice, it is simply a domestic worm that every household keeps at home.". It rains too much and overflows too often in the south, and the autumn rain in the north is more strange than in the south. "It rains with a good taste, and it rains more decently." Autumn in the south is only a little "cool", "the vegetation withers slowly, the air is moist, and the color of the sky is pale", which makes people "not satisfied with seeing, tasting and enjoying"; The autumn in the north is "especially clear, quiet and sad". Autumn in the south also has special features, such as "the bright moon on the 24th Bridge, the autumn tide in Qiantang River, the cool fog in Putuo Mountain, and the residual lotus of litchi pills", etc., but "the color is not strong, and the aftertaste will never last", if compared with autumn in the north, it is just like "yellow wine is dry in vain, porridge is steamed bun, perch is crab, yellow dog is camel". Obviously, only autumn in Beiping is the real autumn.
generally speaking, there is no word "sorrow" in Autumn in the Old Capital, and there is no sorrow when it comes to the lips, but there is a loneliness of "sorrow" everywhere.
In Yu Dafu's Autumn in the Old Capital, the author shows the autumn in Beiping from the perspectives of vision, hearing, smell and taste, which seems to be real but full of dreamy colors, and seems to be close but far away. It expresses the author's longing for a quiet, quiet and full of birds and flowers. From here, readers feel the real Yu Dafu, the real autumn in the north.
Autumn in the old capital
Autumn is always good wherever it is; However, autumn in the north is especially clear, quiet and sad. My reason for coming from Hangzhou to catch up with Qingdao, and even more from Qingdao to Peiping, is just to have a taste of this "autumn", the autumn flavor of this old capital.
Jiangnan, autumn is certainly there; But the grass is carved slowly, the air is moist, the color of the sky is pale, and it is often rainy and windy; A person sandwiched between Suzhou, Shanghai, Hangzhou, or Xiamen, Hong Kong and Guangzhou can only feel a little cool and refreshing in the past. The taste, color, artistic conception and posture of autumn are always not enough, not enough to taste and not enough to enjoy. Autumn is not a famous flower, nor is it a wine. It is not appropriate to enjoy autumn in a state of half-open and half-drunk.
it has been nearly ten years since the autumn in the north. Every autumn in the south, I always think of the reed flowers in Taoranting, the willow shadows in Diaoyutai, the insect singing in Xishan, the jathyapple in Yuquan and the bells in Tanzhe Temple. Even if you don't go out in Beiping, you can rent a dilapidated house to live in the sea of people in the imperial city. When you get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the yard, you can see the high green sky and hear the flying of pigeons in the blue sky. From the bottom of Sophora japonica leaves, counting a trace of leaked sunlight to the east, or in the broken waist, quietly facing the blue flower of morning glory like a trumpet, you can naturally feel very autumn. Speaking of morning glory. I think blue or white is the best, followed by purple and black, and pink is the lowest. It is best to have a few sparse, slender and long autumn grasses at the bottom of the morning glory as a foil.
The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that reminds people of Qiu Lai. Like a flower, but not a flower, it will spread all over the floor when it gets up in the morning. When you step on it, there is no sound or smell, and you can only feel a little tiny and soft touch. After sweeping the street under the shadow of a tree, the silk lines of brooms left on the dusty soil look delicate and leisurely, and subconsciously feel a little lonely. The ancient dream that the phoenix tree leaves one leaf and the world knows autumn is about in these deep places.
Qiu Chan's weak residual sound is a specialty of the North. Because there are trees everywhere in Beiping and the houses are low, you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you have to go to the suburbs or mountains to hear it Qiu Chan's bray is like a cricket and a mouse in Peiping, and it's like a houseworm that every family keeps at home.
There is autumn rain, and it seems that the autumn rain in the north is more strange, delicious and decent than that in the south.
under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze suddenly came, and it began to rain. After a layer of rain, the clouds gradually rolled to the west, the sky turned blue again, and the sun appeared again; The author, an urban idle man with a thick blue cloth jacket or jacket, bites a pipe and stands under a bridge tree in the shadow of the oblique bridge after the rain. When he meets an acquaintance, he will use a slow and leisurely tone and say to each other with a slight sigh:
"Alas, it is really cold-"(This word is pronounced very high and dragged on for a long time. )
"Isn't it? A layer of autumn rain is cold! "
when people in the north read Chinese characters, they always read words in layers, which are flat and even. This mispronounced rhyme is just right.
The fruit trees of northerners are also a wonder when they come to Qiu Lai. The first is jujube tree; It will grow up one by one in the corner, the wall, the edge of the toilet and the door of the kitchen. It is the heyday of autumn when the jujube, like olive and pigeon egg, shows a light green and yellowish color among the thin leaves of the small ellipse; When the leaves of jujube trees fall and the dates are red, the northwest wind will come. Convenient in the north is a dusty world. Only the dates, persimmons and grapes mature to the turn of July and August, which is a good day for clear autumn in the north and the best Golden Days in a year.
Some critics say that China's bachelor of arts, especially poets, are full of decadent colors, so there are many words praising autumn in China's poems. But what about foreign poets? Although I don't read many foreign poems and essays, I don't want to write a bill for autumn poems and essays, but if you go through the collections of poets such as Britain, Germany, France and Italy, or the Anthology of poems and essays from various countries, you can always see many praises and lamentations about autumn. In the long pastoral poems or four seasons poems of famous great poets, the part about autumn is always the best and most interesting. It serves to show that sentient animals and interesting human beings always have the same deep, distant, severe and bleak feelings for autumn. Not only a poet, but also a prisoner in a prison. In autumn, I think I will definitely feel a kind of affection that I can't own. Autumn is different to people, let alone the division of classes. However, in China, there is an idiom of "autumn scholar" in the text, and there are very common autumn sounds of Ouyang Zi and red wall poems of Su Dongpo in the reader. I feel that the literati in China have a particularly deep relationship with autumn, but the deep taste of autumn, especially the deep taste of autumn in China, must be in the north to feel the bottom.
Autumn in the south of China certainly has its unique features, such as the bright moon on the 24th Bridge, the autumn tide in Qiantang River, the cool fog in Putuo Mountain, the residual lotus in Lizhi Bay, etc., but the color is not strong and the aftertaste is not lasting. Compared with Qiu Lai in the north, it's just like yellow rice wine and dried rice, porridge and steamed bun, perch and crab, yellow dog and camel.
autumn, the autumn in the north, if I can stay, I would like to exchange two thirds of my life for a fraction of one third.