It is better to have no life than to go to the country of Yue Han and enter the city of Hu. Felt hair shocked my flesh and blood, and karma strangled my feeling of taste. Drums are ringing from the night, and Hu Feng is dark. Hurt the present, feel the past, feel the past, feel sadness, feel pain, feel pain. I miss my hometown day and night, and I feel the most bitter when my life is full. Natural disasters make the country chaotic and the people have no owners. I am the only one who has no luck. Different customs and different physical difficulties, different appetites, who can talk! It's sad to think about how hard it is to remember clearly. Wild goose south wants to express its heart, and wild goose north wants to get a Chinese sound. Wild geese fly high, hard to find, but heartbroken and homesick. The folding of the eyebrows caressed Ya Qin to the moon, and the five strokes were profound. First frost is cold and hungry, so you can't eat meat and cheese. At night, I heard the long water sobbing. I saw the Great Wall and the road was full. Looking back, it is difficult to pack your bags, and six beats of sadness come and go. As the sun sets, the wind wails. I don't know who I'm talking to! Vilen is depressed, guarding Wan Li, vulgar, old, weak and young. There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather in the wild like bees and ants. When the grass is exhausted, the sheep and horses are moved, and the seven beats are hateful. Why don't you see me wandering alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I failed my God. Why should I go to the desert state? I did eight beats to relieve my worries, but I didn't know my heart was turning to worry. The sky is boundless and my heart is sad. Life is fleeting, but I can't be happy in my prime. I want to ask the truth, but the sky is gray and I have no chance. Looking up at the clouds and smoke, nine beats are nostalgic. Who is it? The beacon fire in Chengtou has not been extinguished. When will the battlefield stop? The murderous look rushed to the door, and Hu Feng blew the moonlight. The hometown is silent with the sound of dust. A lifetime of hard work and parting, ten times of sadness and tears into blood. I am not greedy for life and hate death, so I can't dedicate my body and my heart. I still want to return to mulberry, and I have been dead for a long time. Sun, Moon and Sun are in Rongji, and the Hu people spoil me and have two sons. There is no shame in bow education, and the growth of the soul is contemptible. There is a beat in ten miles, and because of this, sorrow and joy are lingering. Dongfeng responds to the law and has a lot of heating, so we know that the Han family is the son of heaven and the cloth and clothes are harmonious. The Qiang people danced wildly and sang praises, and the two countries went to war with each other. Suddenly, I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty. Xi said that he was close to the imperial edict and sent a daughter to redeem my concubine. I am very happy to be alive and to meet the holy king, so I will not say goodbye to my children for no reason. Nine times out of ten, it is difficult to live in two emotions. This doesn't mean I can't live, but I must go back and caress Hu and cry. Ambassador China greeted me. Who knows? Life and death come with me at this time, worrying about losing my glory as a child. How can I have wings to give you back? Step by step, it is difficult to move, and the soul disappears. There are three beats in ten, and the strings are anxious and sorrowful, and the intestines are stirring. When I get home, my son won't follow me, and my heart hangs like I'm hungry. Everything in the four seasons has ups and downs, but I am sad and temporarily motionless. The mountains are high and the sea is wide. I will see you all my life. I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka at night. Holding hands in a dream is a kind of joy and a kind of sadness, but it hurts after sleeping. Nine times out of ten, I am crying, and the river flows eastward, thinking about myself. Fifteen beats, a holiday, a promotion, and a full chest. Who knows music? It's unusual in the vault. I hope I can come back, I hope I can be happy again. My heart is full of sorrow and sorrow. The sun and the moon are selfless and never shine. It is difficult to separate mother and son, and the same day is more and more like a commercial reference. Life and death do not know each other, where to find! Sixteen beats, endless thoughts, my son and I stand on our side. The sun faces the east and the moon faces the west, so don't be heartbroken. I don't forget my worry about daylily, I don't care whether I play the piano or not! I don't want to go back to my hometown today. Old grievances are settled and new grievances are long! Blood and tears pour over the sky, making a living by myself! Seventeen patted Xi's heart, his nose was sour, and it was difficult for Guan Shan to stop Xi. I went with a lot of thoughts, but I didn't think long when I came. Filled with branches and dried leaves of Artemisia annua, the battlefield was scarred and covered with bones, knives and arrows. The wind and frost are cold in spring and summer, and the people are hungry. I was so heavy that I entered Chang 'an. I sighed my heart and my tears dried up. Hu Jia was born out of Hu and turned out the same melody. Although the 18th beat of Xi Qu is over, it sounds memorable. It is a work that knows the subtleties of bamboo silk, and the joys and sorrows change with people's hearts. Hu and Han are different, and heaven and earth are separated. I am bitter in heaven, complaining about others, and the breadth of Liuhe is intolerable!
Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is a touching swan song written by Cai Wenji. Appreciate this poem, don't read it as ordinary written literature, but think that Cai Wenji, an unfortunate woman, is playing the piano and singing by herself, and the piano is flowing with her heart. With the sound of the piano and singing, we seem to see that she is walking on a long road paved with humiliation and pain ... She began to appear in front of the background of the great turmoil of the times, and the first shot was the background of "chaos": Land Rover was strong, flames were everywhere, and the people were in exile. At the end of the Han Dynasty, there was chaos in the world. Eunuchs, consorts, and warlords have taken control of state affairs, and peasant uprisings, warlord scuffles, and foreign invasions have broken out one after another. In the poem written at the end of the Han dynasty, "a louse is born, and the surname is dead." Bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crow for thousands of miles. " And so on, are the true portrayal of the turmoil at that time. During the war, he was robbed to the west by Hu Qi. Exile is the beginning and root of her painful career, so the second beat in the poem is devoted to describing her exile, while in the tenth beat, "I can't live without her all my life" shows that the unhappiness in her life stems from exile. During the twelve years when she was forced to stay in the southern Xiongnu, she suffered great pain in life and spirit. Alakazam's nature is harsh: Hu Fenghao is good, first frost, Yuan Ye Depression, and Running Water Sobs. The life of local conditions and customs is strange to her. Clothes made of fur are scary to wear: "Felt hair is shocking to your flesh and blood." Eating meat and milk smells bad and can't be swallowed. "It's a taste to contain my feelings." Living in a shack made of temporary grass rafts and dried cattle and sheep manure; When excited, they beat drums, revel, sing and dance all night. In a word, she can't adapt to the harsh natural environment in Alakazam, and she can't stand the different living habits of Hu people and Han people. So she sang "Who can talk to people with different desires?" And what she can't stand most is the spirit. Mentally, she suffered double humiliation: as a Han nationality, she became a prisoner of the Hu people; As a woman, she was forced to marry the conference semifinals. The so-called "kindness and righteousness loss" in the first shot refers to this double humiliation. In the case of physical and mental suffering, missing and returning to her hometown has become the most important spiritual force to support her to live strong. The main content from the second shot to the eleventh shot is to write about her homesickness. The fourth beat "I don't miss my hometown day and night", the tenth beat "I will swallow my breath when my hometown is silent" and the eleventh beat "I still hope to return to mulberry" are all touching words that directly express homesickness. The fifth beat is the most touching one, which is about homesickness. In this shot, Cai Wenji carved a distant and profound scene with her persistent affection: in autumn, she looked forward to the blue sky and the geese flying south to bring her voice to the border; In spring, she looked up at the clouds and the sky and looked forward to the news of her native land brought by the return of wild geese in the north. But the geese have all flown away from the height of the factory, so it is difficult to find them. She couldn't help feeling heartbroken and ecstatic. In the eleventh shoot, she revealed her inner humiliation and the secret of drag out an ignoble existence: "I hate it, because I am not greedy for life, I can't donate my body." I am still eager to return to Mulberry, I have been buried in my bones. "Finally, she survived a long twelve years and realized her long-cherished wish to return to her hometown." Suddenly I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty, called him imperial edict, and sent his daughter to redeem my concubine. "However, this joy is fleeting. At the same time, a new melancholy cloud floated by. She thought that the day she survived was also the time to say goodbye to her two biological sons. In the twelfth beat, it says, "I'm glad to be alive, but I'm glad to meet a saint." I am happy to say goodbye to my children. "Nine times out of ten, two beats are both sad and happy, and it is difficult to live in two emotions." This is a frank explanation of this ambivalence. From the first 13, Cai Wenji turned to describe that he couldn't stand being separated from his son. As he spoke, he swallowed and his heart sank with grief. The 13th beat is about Biezi, and the 14th beat is about Si Er's dream, "Hugging Hu Er's tears and touching clothes. ..... step by step, unable to move, unable to move. " "The mountains are high and the seas are wide, and I will see you all my life. In my dream, you came to Sri Lanka in the middle of the night. Holding hands in a dream, one is happy and one is sad, and it hurts after sleeping. " Extremely touching, touching. In the Song Dynasty, Fan said in "Talking about Bed at Night": "This must be returned to another son. When he experienced his suffering, his words were deafening. Resentment, mourning for the old, as new as a thousand years; Even with a holy pen, I can't bear to delete it. " Cai Wenji's sense of separation and pain of separation always accompanied her, leaving Alakazam and returning to Chang 'an. The humiliating life is over, and a new misfortune: the pain of losing parents and children has just begun. "Hu is different, and the quilt of heaven and earth is separated from Mu Dong. I am bitter and resentful in heaven. Although Liuhe is wide, it is unbearable. " It was here that the whole poem came to an end and stopped playing, thus completing Cai Wenji's tragic life journey of complaining to heaven. Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia not only reflects Cai Wenji's poor life, but also reflects her superb talent. Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia has a strong subjective lyrical color in shaping the artistic image of the protagonist, Cai Wenji himself, and even in narration. It is written that he was banished to the West, gave birth to two sons in Alakazam, and returned to Chang 'an, all of which are affectionate sighs. For example, "The Yunshan Mountains are all returned to Lu Yu, which is popular for thousands of miles and raises dust and sand. Many people are as violent as crazy snakes, and they are arrogant and extravagant, which shows Cai Wenji's clear feelings of love and hate everywhere-"Yunshan" is connected with the thought of homeland, and "flurry" is connected with the suffering of the journey. Strong subjective lyricism is mainly reflected in the suddenness of emotional expression. Cai Wenji's feelings, often come suddenly, go suddenly, jump and changeable, incredible. The so-called "thinking without orientation" is to rebuild the Yaochi at the seaside. And the poem points the finger at heaven and God: "Heaven is ruthless and chaotic, and the ruthless nature makes me encounter this." "Why don't you see me wandering alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I failed my God. Why should I go to the desert state? "Sending the gods and gods to the dock reflects Cai Wenji's feelings of" the sky is boundless and my heart is sad "and" I am suffering in heaven and complaining about others ". Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is of great artistic value. Lu Shiyong, a Ming Dynasty man, said in A Review of Poems and Mirrors: "The wind fell in Tokyo, and Ying Ying, Cai Wenji, became a talent. Reading "Hu Yi Yin" can make people feel shocked, and flying sand and stones is really intense. The high artistic value of Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is related to Cai Wenji's talent, and Cai Wenji's talent is caused by her family background and social background.