"Drumming" in "The Book of Songs": Destiny is impermanent, but oaths have a sound

Beat the drums and boring them, and use the troops enthusiastically. Soil country city canal, I alone southbound. From Sun Zi Zhong, Ping Chen and Song Dynasty. If I don't return home, I will feel worried. Love lives in a love place, love loses its horse. Looking for it, under the forest.

The agreement between life and death is broad, as explained by Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old together. I am so rich, but I can't live without you. Yu Xunxi, I don’t believe you.

When studying "The Book of Songs", you have to read poetry and history at the same time, so that you can understand some poems, such as "Drumming".

During the Spring and Autumn Period, the Wei State had many foolish and absurd kings. After Wei Yigong played with cranes and mourned the country, the Wei State was completely plunged into exile and war. Duke Huan of Qi indeed had the spirit of an "overlord" in the Spring and Autumn Period. He extended a helping hand and generously helped Weiguo to drive away the barbarians and Di. He also sent food, carriages, horses, pigs, cattle, sheep, etc. to help Duke Mu settle down in Caoyi. Duke Mu then recruited troops to build the city. Later, Duke Wen moved to Chuqiu and began to build cities and palaces. This is the "City Cao of the Earth Kingdom" in "Drumming". Not only that, there are also "international" wars in Weiguo. All of this requires a large number of soldiers. The people of Weiguo live a hard life in the king's political games, and life and death are unpredictable. When war comes, charge and fight. After the enemy retreats, build cities and palaces. Kings were changed one after another, cities were built again and again, wars were fought one after another, and soldiers died one after another. However, there still seemed to be no end in sight for the smoke of gunfire, and the palace city seemed to never be finished. When the young soldiers were still asleep with their heads on their spears, the sound of boring war drums sounded again, and another large-scale use of troops began.

Some people say that "Drumming" is an anti-war poem, while others say that it is a love poem. Each has their own reasons. But I saw in this poem the poet's lament about the impermanence of fate.

After the concise background introduction, the poet immediately entered into a helpless sigh about the impermanence of fate. What bad luck! So many soldiers can stay to build the city, but I am the only one who wants to go south with the army! Compared with the terrible consequences of going out to fight and losing one's life at any time, it is much better to work extremely hard to build a city. There is no need to leave one's hometown, no need to separate flesh and blood, no need to travel long distances, no need to charge into battle, and you are closer to safety and closer to death. Further away. So, everyone wants to stay, but who will be able to stay in the end? Who can decide all this? destiny. The poet, however, was abandoned by fate this time. Therefore, while following his grandson Zhongnan on his way south, the poet was still feeling depressed: I am traveling south alone! The word "independence" is clearly unreasonable. There are more people traveling south, but in fact it is full of complaints and sorrow! So many people can stay, why can’t I? Compared to so many people, why was I not chosen? !

Well, since you can't decide your fate, then leave yourself to fate. I have been away for a long time and I don’t know when I will return! A young man in his prime, with white hair and a husband, worried and anxious to see through! where do you live? Where to rest? Don't know anything! What's even more unfortunate is that the poet lost his horse! Life is full of surprises! Even if he was lucky enough to survive, it was an accident. What was even more lucky was that he actually found a horse in the woods!

Haha, everything is unexpected! Who knows whether he will live or die? Who can control their own life? Everything is unknown. Therefore, recalling the time when they tied the knot, he and the beautiful girl made a vow that no matter separation, separation, life or death, they would interlock with each other and live and die together until their temples turned to frost. But how can the faithful vow of beautiful love defeat the cruelty of reality and the impermanence of fate! We can’t even control our own lives, so how can we resist the complicated arrangements of two people’s fates? Even if my love is as unwavering as a rock and your love is as strong as pampas grass, what can I do? Just like now, how can we stay together when we are separated for life? How can we keep our promise when we are thousands of miles apart?

Living in an era of war, no one can control their own destiny. Everyone is ups and downs in the river of life under the fickle hands of fate. No matter how loud and powerful the oath was, at this moment, it has completely dispersed in the vast space of time like strands of white clouds.

When reading this poem, the helpless sadness about fate in the poem always strikes me. As an individual, how powerless and insignificant an individual seems in the face of big events and times, like a grain of sand in the wind. Like a mayfly in the sky. However, after the wind stops, the sand dunes look like sculptures, and the life of the mayfly becomes even more dazzling throughout the day! Therefore, no matter how unpredictable fate is, we must cherish the beauty of a moment; because life is so unpredictable, we need each other's strength to fight together. After the poet experienced endless hardships and dangers, he suddenly remembered his vow! Compared with the deathly and desolate battlefield in front of me, the warmth of four eyes facing each other and ten fingers intertwined is enough to make a face stained with blood smile! Yes, although the beautiful oath cannot be realized now, the touch and beautiful vision of the oath will always arouse the most beautiful emotions in his heart, making him feel the warmth on the cold and bloody battlefield, and letting him feel the pain and despair. At that time, there was still the last hope left to help him fight against the numerous accidents in life and the ruthless test of fate.

So when every war is over, he will definitely keep telling himself: Hold on, I want to go back, fulfill my promise, and stay with her for life!