Ancient poems about seasons and author dynasties, thoughts, feelings and poetic interpretations

1. "At the foot of Cibeigu Mountain" by Wangwan of the Tang Dynasty:

The guest travels outside the green mountains and sails in front of the green water.

The tide is flat and the two banks are wide, The wind is rising and the sail is hanging.

The sun is rising over the sea and the night is over, and the spring is entering the old year on the river.

Where can I reach the hometown book? Return to the edge of Luoyang.

The river Spring, as the name implies, is the time in early spring when green mountains and green waters are seen, the tide is flat and the wind is positive. The two most famous sentences are: Hai Ri is born and the night is over, Jiang Chun is the old year. Hai Ri, someone (I can’t remember who it is) said this A wonderful description of the eternal red sun rising over the sea. You can imagine the process from nothing to the first appearance of the sun. In addition, the sea is boundless and very beautiful and spectacular. The sea sun is born in the remaining night, and Jiang Chun breaks into the old year. .The riverside has been infected with the breath of spring, dispelling the coldness of winter. This couplet is very neat, and it was passed down as a famous poem at the time. I think you have to read it carefully to read its beauty, and it also contains rich philosophy: Hai Ri was born in the remaining night to drive away the darkness, and the scenery on the river showed "spring" breaking into the old year and driving away the harsh winter. It contains the natural law of time changes and the alternation of the old and the new, showing the philosophy of light overcoming darkness and giving people the power of optimism and positivity. .

2. "Jiyu Wangchuanzhuang Zuo" written by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty:

When the rain is empty and the forest is late, the fireworks are slow, and the steamed quinoa is used to cook the millet.

Egrets fly in the desert paddy fields, and orioles sing in the shade of summer trees.

In the mountains, I quietly watch the hibiscus trees, and in the Qingzhai under the pine tree, I fold the dew sunflowers.

Let the old man in the wild compete with others for a seat, what are the seagulls doing? Suspicious.

The chin couplet is my favorite. It writes about Wangchuan River after a long rain in summer (Xia Mu means big), the vast paddy fields, passing egrets, deep mountain forests, and orioles. The poet is intoxicated by the song, and such a vivid description is a beautiful picture that will always be presented to us.