Wang Anshi's poem about Jiangnan 1. Wang Anshi's famous poem "Spring Arrives in Jiangnan"
Rhythm of Spring-Poetry Spring is coming slowly, and cool and gentle flowers are blooming with bright red cheeks and smiling. The grass is covered with a green dress. One is the blue waves on the garden, wandering on the spring road-whispering with endless tenderness in spring, one after another, touching the heartstrings with the vibration of the huifeng, one after another, the ancient songs attracted the children's laughter ... the footsteps of early spring. Holding the buds of branches and flower beds is the crisp cry of old swallows rejuvenating and the thin mud on people's soles. The light blue breeze flows through your fingers, the soft rain falls from your head ... and the little spring rain dances. The soft, transparent and harmonious sky of spring rain is woven into a transparent cloth with this needle-like thing. Rain falls on the river and spreads in a circle. Driving away-adding the breath of spring, gurgling streams rolling forward with the fragrance of petals, and the green of Ye Er rushing forward happily. Green spring water ripples comfortably with the wind-sometimes a few thirsty swallows swoosh down-sip a few mouthfuls of cool river water and fly high in the sky, as if spring water is a part of spring, which can be used to wash the soul and even recall the sound of spring water when dreaming. Actually, all I know is. I'm still superficial about spring, so let it be superficial. I don't want to know the hidden meaning of spring, so that I can keep a vague impression of spring. And Zhu Ziqing's >: Long summer July and pleasant rainy night in July, let all emotions fly back to their nests, close their fresh eyes, listen to the touch brought by the night through the wind.
The rising river in summer is sentimental, and the falling green leaves are my confession. You never noticed when you walked by the water, and my eyes left on the distant shore could not help but become haggard and sad. In Bai Yutang, three doors away, some people leave me at this time of year. They are all as young and happy as I am.
The train that flies on the long road at dusk does not know how to cherish the scenery of the journey. They whizzed past, perhaps it was only at the station that they showed their persistent significance? Five birds are whispering among the lush branches, gently rocking the dark green swing, and telling each other something in this slow evening breeze. After the party, Xixia gently took off her evening makeup and slipped from my sad face with light fingers on a summer night.
I look up at the rainless night sky. There is the loneliest star in the deep dome of the Milky Way. It knows that love with the rain at night is impossible, so in her eyes, it shows great loneliness and sadness. My dream, from now on, is not gorgeous, but black and white.
It sleeps quietly in the lake in July, with tears on its face. There is a smell on the road you walk. In the quiet time after tea this weekend, my flute can't play a suitable background movement, and the sweetness has been broken by the sighing footsteps.
You still have the silver brooch I gave you in front of the dresser after you left. It just stays here quietly, waiting for you to put it on. I just stood in front of this house with my heart on this soft, missing hill.
Sigh and face the sunset in the west. I want to see far away, I want to find you, but I am stuck here by hurt feelings. The backward steps of memory finally brought me back to this empty room. It covers the window mercilessly, and my heart is shackled.
Twelve and I, there is nothing I can do to save my dying heart. I have a wish that in this cold and long July, in the attic of your city, your first ray of light and the last ray of light in my town can close your tired eyes at the same time and let your heart sleep together.
Some people love fragrant spring, some people love fruitful autumn, and some people love snowy winter. I like colorful summer.
It is very hot in summer. God seems to have a fever, and his temperature is above 35 degrees! The sun is like a fireball, scorching the earth, the air is sultry and the ground is hot.
Animals can enjoy summer very well. Dogs hide in the shade, sticking out their long tongues and panting as if they had just finished a marathon. The fish soon surfaced, bubbling; Buffalo also "pedal" into the water, even if it dies in the water, it will not come out; Do your best. "I know, I know!" I cried quietly. The buttonwood trees on the roadside stood there listlessly, without a trace of wind, and the leaves were motionless and covered with thick ash.
The flowers in the sun will wither in a few minutes. People also hide at home like monsters.
People in the house don't feel well either. Those with air conditioning turn on the air conditioner, those without air conditioning directly blow the electric fan, and some keep shaking the cattail leaf fan. Summer is happy.
Hot summer is a good time for swimming. The irrepressible children have rushed to the swimming pool like rockets in twos and threes.
They quickly changed their clothes, "plop!" 1, has rushed into the pool. Swimming rings bloom on the swimming pool like flowers.
Children are like lively and lovely ducklings, swimming around freely. They have so many tricks! Some are swimming butterflies; Some are breaststroke; Others are swimming backstroke! The swimming pool will always be the Garden of Eden in our hearts.
The children laughed, shouted and shouted, and the sound of "cool" and "cool" was endless. The adults couldn't help it any longer, and jumped into the water to play with the children, as if they had returned to their innocent and beautiful childhood.
How happy they are! Summer is beautiful. People's soldiers fight in the front line of flood fighting, guarding the levee and protecting the property safety of Daiyue people.
The sun is like fire in summer, and the ground temperature is above 50 degrees. As soon as I went out, the heat wave rolled and the road was like the equator. The traffic police stood upright in the scorching sun and meticulously maintained traffic.
Every movement of them is so natural and unrestrained and standardized. Under the correct command of the traffic police, the roads were orderly and no traffic accidents occurred. The traffic police is like a monument, how sacred it is! I am in awe.
Although their figures are small on the road, they are the tallest people in my heart. City builders sweat profusely for building a beautiful home and step up construction.
Under the scorching sun, they are paving roads and bridges and building tall buildings.
2. Jiangnan Poetry
Berthing Guazhou
Year: Song Author: Wang Anshi School: Four Wonders Category: Lv Ji
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?
Meet Li Guinian at the lower reaches of the river
Year: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: Four Musts
In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times.
Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Zaolanxiang Huaian Chongwu
Year: Song Author: Style: Ci
Silk binds the wrist, the hairpin hangs skillfully, and the jade sleeps on the yarn. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window. At that time, I wrote a pomegranate skirt, and the red yarn faded. I was very sad. Xiaomi's dream is getting old, and Tingzhou cooks smoke. Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain. If you miss Qin Lou and want to go back to your hometown, you should make your own decision. But disappointed, repeated the new toad, with people.
The order of warbler's voice and swallow
Year: Song Author: Style: Ci
Residual cold deceives sick wine, covering up Shen Xiang embroiders households. Yan came late and flew into Xicheng, as if to say that spring came late. Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thoughts wander and turn into light sheep with the wind. Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Gradually return to red, recruit into Xianxi, and send you Sue in secret. Leaning against the silver screen, the spring scenery is wide and the dream is narrow, the red and wet are broken, and the singing is golden. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset. Orchids are ancient, Du Ruo is still alive, and the water town is still a tourist attraction. Later, I didn't visit, and the Sixth Bridge didn't believe me. I went to the Flower Committee and was buried in jade. After several storms. Long wave envy, shame on distant mountains, fishing lights reflecting the river, remembering time and short peach root crossing. The brothel is like a poem, and the tears are miserable. Looking at the dangerous pavilion, the grass is everywhere and the temple is half-disabled. Check in the dark, leave marks and spit happily, but still dye partridge,
3. Jiangnan Poetry
Related verses and definitions:
1, boat moving in the lake, see young people greedy. Huangfusong (Tang Dynasty)-"Picking Lotus and Boating on the Lake"
Interpretation: the lake is bright and autumn, and the girl is boating and picking lotus. She let the boat drift with the current so that she could see the beautiful teenagers on the shore.
2, peach blossom spring water, water bath. Wei Zhuang (Tang Dynasty)-Bodhisattva Xia
Commentary: When the earth comes in spring, Luoyang is full of purplish peach blossoms, clear springs everywhere, and couples of mandarin ducks are floating on the water.
3. A river of smoke and water shines brightly, people on both sides of the strait pick up painted eaves, and a lotus bush is light in Qiu Guang. Zhang (Yuan Dynasty)-Narcissus Odes to Jiangnan
Interpretation: a river of smoke and water reflects the green mountains and clouds, people on both sides of the strait paint eaves, and a lotus floats in the water. Qiu Guang is peaceful and idle.
4. Look for laurel trees in Yuezhongshan Temple, and watch the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)-Three Stories of Jiangnan
Interpretation: Visit Tianzhu Temple in Mid-Autumn Festival to find laurel seeds, climb the county pavilion, lie on it and enjoy the spring tide of Qiantang River.
5, the painting boat to the horizon, the wine flag out of the wind. Zhang (Yuan Dynasty)-Narcissus Odes to Jiangnan
Interpretation: The original painting seems to be coming from the horizon, and the wine flag is flying high. What a lovely Jiangnan water town.
6. Move the hibiscus, and the ship moves the egret to fly. Xiao gang (southern and northern dynasties)-picking lotus songs
Commentary: Lotus picking boats pass through the lotus bushes, and the paddles touch the blooming lotus flowers from time to time, flying into the lake one by one, awakening only the egrets who live peacefully.
7. Mulan's boat is covered with beads, singing in the distance, and the parrot's lamp is watered with coconut wine. Li Xun (Five Dynasties) —— Nanshan Xiangzi's credentials
Commentary: Mulan rolled up the pearl curtain on the boat, and the song came from it, melodious and clear, drifting into the distance. The ship's cups and plates were in a mess, and the mellow wine burst in and floated away with the song.
8, hate afterglow, remember Jun Jun didn't know. Wei Zhuang (Tang Dynasty)-Bodhisattva Xia
Interpretation: I stare at the sunset bitterly and miss you, but you don't know it.
9. Lan Yi falls, and the screen is dark red with bananas. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the night boat playing the flute and the rain rustling, and people talking about the post bridge. Huangfusong (Tang Dynasty)-A Record of Jiangnan
Interpretation: The candlelight is getting deeper and darker, and the painted canna is hard to distinguish. I was sleepy and finally fell asleep. In my dream, I was in Jiangnan. When childhood is mature, it is the rainy season in Jiangnan. I am alone in the boat, holding a bamboo flute, playing with the rustling rain outside the boat, and sometimes I hear people on the bridge talking about a long-lost local accent and telling unforgettable stories.
10, spring water is bluer than the sky, draw a boat and listen to the rain. Wei Zhuang (Tang Dynasty)-"Bodhisattva Xia, people say Jiangnan is good"
Interpretation: In spring, the river is clear and green, bluer than the sky. Visitors can fall asleep listening to the rain on the painted boat.
South of the Yangtze river
Jiangnan, literally meaning Jiangnan, refers to the area south of the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River in the concept of human geography. In different historical periods, the literary image of Jiangnan is different. Jiangnan first appeared in the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, referring to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River in Hunan and Hubei and the Jiangnan part of Jiangxi. In ancient times, Jiangnan was once called Wu Chu by the Central Plains. Later, with the southward migration of the Han nationality in the Central Plains, Jiangnan became a beautiful and rich area with developed culture and education, which reflected the ancient people's yearning for a better life and was a paradise in people's minds.
Since ancient times, "Jiangnan" has always been a constantly changing and flexible regional concept. Jiangnan often represents prosperous culture and education and beautiful and rich water town scenery. "The Biography of Liu Biao in the Later Han Dynasty" states that "Jiangnan thieves are prosperous ... only Jiangxia thieves Zhang Zhuang and Chen Zuo, according to Xiangyang City, are fighting for troops, and the more they compare with Pang Ji, the lower they fall, the lower they become, and the lower they become. Until the Sui Dynasty, Jiangnan in that period often referred to Hunan and Hubei.
According to historical tradition and culture, the south of the Yangtze River is south Jiangsu, south Anhui, Shanghai, Zhejiang and northeast Jiangxi. It is roughly equivalent to the area of Wu dialect and Hui language, and the distribution range of Wu Yue people.
The core area of Jiangnan is the so-called "water town Jiangnan", which is an ecotype of Jiangnan civilization. Because Zeguo, which is located on the plain, is different from Jiangnan, a mountainous coastal area. Because it is the most representative, it is also considered as Jiangnan in a narrow sense. Its scope is roughly equivalent to the distribution area of Taihu Lake in Wu dialect (northern Wu dialect), which is divided into Huiji, Xing Wu and Wu Jun in history, collectively known as the Three Wu.
4. Wang Anshi has a famous poem "Spring to the South of the Yangtze River", which has become an excellent example for future generations to practice calligraphy.
Deng Guazhou Wang Anshi Jingkou ① Guazhou ② Yishui Room, Zhongshan ③ is just a few mountains away.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? There is only one Yangtze River between Jingkou and Guazhou, and Zhongshan, where I live, is hidden behind several mountains. The warm spring breeze has blown the fields in the south of the Yangtze River green. Mingyue, when can I go back to my home in Zhongshan? Notes Title Notes Notes ①: Jingkou: Zhenjiang, Jiangsu Province today.
② Guazhou: North bank of the Yangtze River, south of Yangzhou. ③: Zhongshan: Purple Mountain in Nanjing today.
Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate Appreciate this is a famous lyric poem, which expresses the poet's deep feelings of looking at the south of the Yangtze River and missing his hometown. The title of this poem is "boating in Guazhou", which points out the poet's foothold.
The first sentence "Guazhou in Jingkou is a water room" describes the scenery in front of us. The poet stood at Guazhou Ferry and looked south. He saw that Jingkou and Guazhou on the south bank were so close, separated by a river. Therefore, the poet thinks that Zhongshan, where his home is located, is only a few floors away, and it is not far.
The second sentence "Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains" implies the mood of the poet anxious to return. The third sentence also describes the scenery, pointing out that the season is spring and depicting the scenery on the south bank of the Yangtze River.
The word "green" means blowing green, and it is used wonderfully. Legend has it that Wang Anshi changed the word more than ten times in order to make good use of it, and finally chose the word "Qing" from more than ten verbs such as "Zhi", "Zhi", "Zhi" and "Zhi".
Because other words only express the arrival of spring breeze, but they do not show the changes of a new green landscape on the Qianli River bank after the arrival of spring. The last sentence "When will the bright moon shine on me?" The poet has been waiting for a long time, but he didn't realize that at the beginning of the bright moon, the poet imagined a picture of "the bright moon shines on me" with interrogative sentences, further expressing the poet's feelings of missing his hometown.
Literally, this poem shows nostalgia for my hometown. I have a great desire to fly across the river and reunite with my relatives. In fact, there is also a strong desire to return to politics and implement the New Deal between the lines.
This poem is famous for "Ci changes frequently, and it comes out from time to time" ("Tong Meng Shi Hua").
5. Jiangnan poetry
There are many poems about Jiangnan, which are listed as follows: Boanian in Guazhou: Song Author: Wang Anshi Genre: Seven Unique Categories: Traveling in Guazhou, Jingkou and the waters, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home? About the years when I met with the river: Tang Author: Du Fu Style: The Seven Wonders are in the Qi Palace, and I heard it several times before I became Cui. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.
Bathing Huai 'an Mid-Autumn Festival Author: Song Author: Style: Words tied with silk wrist, hairpin skillfully hung, jade sleeping with gauze hidden. The silver bottle is exposed in the well, and the colorful clouds are in the window.
At that time, I wrote a pomegranate skirt, and the red yarn faded. I was very sad. Xiaomi's dream is getting old, and Tingzhou cooks smoke.
Don't sing Jiangnan ancient tune, resentment is hard to recruit, and the Chu River is gloomy. Lavender swallow milk, dark rain plum yellow, afternoon mirror bath blue curtain.
If you miss Qin Lou and want to go back to your hometown, you should make your own decision. But disappointed, repeated the new toad, with people.
Preface: Song Author: Style: The word residual cold deceives the sick wine, covers the fragrance and embroiders the household. Yan came late and flew into Xicheng, as if to say that spring came late.
Painting boat, clear sky, clear smoke, Ran Ran martial arts tree. Thoughts wander and turn into light sheep with the wind.
Ten years in the West Lake, willows tied to horses, and the dust is soft and foggy. Gradually return to red, recruit into Xianxi, and send you Sue in secret.
Leaning against the silver screen, the spring scenery is wide and the dream is narrow, the red and wet are broken, and the singing is golden. When the bank is empty, the gulls will always be returned at sunset.
Orchids are ancient, Du Ruo is still alive, and the water town is still a tourist attraction. Later, I didn't visit, and the Sixth Bridge didn't believe me. I went to the Flower Committee and was buried in jade. After several storms.
Long wave envy, shame on distant mountains, fishing lights reflecting the river, remembering time and short peach root crossing. The brothel is like a poem, and the tears are miserable.
Looking at the dangerous pavilion, the grass is everywhere and the temple is half-disabled. Dark spot check, happy saliva from the mark, but still dyed? The phoenix fan returns and dances wildly.
Write hard, the book is long and hateful, and the blue sky is full of lovesickness, and it bounces into the ranks of mourning Zheng. Sad, thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, complaining songs, is there a broken soul?
The library is bright and warm all day long. When I am tired, I stay in the small garden with crutches for half a day. Author: Song Author: Lu sleeps soundly than massage, and it is warmer in October in the south of the Yangtze River. The heavy curtain does not roll for a long time, and the ancient inkstone is slightly concave and gathers more ink.
On the moon, I suddenly saw the shadow of plum blossoms, and the wind was high to send geese. A cup is too weak for you to laugh, and a cow is carrying our horn song.
Jiangnan era: Han Author: Han Anonymous genre: Yuefu Jiangnan can pick lotus, lotus leaves. Fish hits the lotus leaf, fish hits the lotus leaf east, fish hits the lotus leaf west, fish hits the lotus leaf south and fish hits the lotus leaf north.
Date of Gift to Ye Fan: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Lu Kai gave flowers to the dragon head. Jiangnan has nothing to do, and it's a spring chat.
Bodhisattva Age: Tang Author: Wei Zhuang Style: Poets all say that Jiangnan is good, and wanderers only grow old in Jiangnan. The spring water is greener than the sky, so tourists can sleep on the boat listening to the rain.
The women selling wine in Jiangnan restaurant are all very beautiful, and their arms exposed when selling wine are as white as snow. Don't go home when the light is not fading. It must be extremely sad to go home.
Jiangnan Qu era: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: Tingzhou picking white apples, Jiangnan Spring at sunset. Dongting has returned home, and Xiaoxiang has met an old friend.
Why don't old friends return? Spring flowers are too late to recover. You don't know anything new, but you teach by example.
Yang Hua Qu Nian: Southern and Northern Dynasties Author: The love affair between Tang Huixiu and China, with gentle wind and yearning. Cover your tears and pay attention, fold the orchids and stay.
Jiangnan lovesickness leads, and many sighs don't make any noise. The yellow crane went to the northwest, holding my heart for thousands of miles.
Grass grows under the deep embankment and clouds enter the high city. In spring, people are thinking, and thinking is always king.
Early spring years of Nanhu Lake Author: Tang Author: Bai Juyi genre: Seven-law wind returns to the clouds and breaks the rain, and the lake is warm again. Wild apricots everywhere, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake looks like a neat lawn at first sight.
The rain on Bai Yan dried up, his wings became heavy and he had to fly low; The oriole's tongue is quite stiff. It's not that the spring in Jiangnan is not good, but that I'm one year old, and my mood has also decreased.
Spring Dream Age: Tang Author: Style: Seven ancient bridal chambers rose last night, so the old people are still separated by Xiangjiang River. I fell asleep unconsciously, and in just a few moments in my dream, I have traveled thousands of miles to the south.
Golden Gate Age: Song Author: Style: Poems full of sadness. Cut off the north and south of the Yangtze River.
Smoke trees are separated by many fragrant letters. A few feet from Xiaoloushan.
Fine grass, solitary clouds, setting sun. Always create sunny days.
Falling flowers outside the curtain can't fly. The east wind is weak.
Age changes of old friends in a village inn: Tang Author: Dai Shulun Style: The five laws are full when the autumn moon is full, at the level of a thousand nights between a town and a village. People doubt that it is a dream meeting to meet Jiangnan in the capital.
The autumn wind disturbs the branches, and the cold cries in the grass. Tourists wandering outside should have been drunk and stayed with each other for fear that the bell would ring.
Bodhisattva Age: Tang Author: Style: heavy words, golden doors, screen windows and moonlight. Candles and tears fade, and Mei Sheng is cold.
Treasure chai and emerald phoenix, a thousand miles of incense screen dreams. Sex rain is desolate, and spring grass grows in Jiangnan.
Dream Jiangnan era: Tang Author: Huangfusong Style: The word Lan is falling, and the picture is dark red banana. Dreaming of plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, whistling in the night boat and rustling in the rain.
At the People's Postal Bridge.