The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
Lu You's Hairpin Phoenix
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Bury flowers
Flower pavilions are flying all over the sky, who pity the red incense? The spring pavilion floats softly, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk and is full of nowhere to complain; Hoe out the embroidered curtain with your hands and endure falling flowers again and again.
Willow pods come from wheat straw, regardless of peach floating and Li Fei; Peach and plum will be released next year. Who will be in the boudoir next year?
When the fragrant nest was first built in March, Liang Jianyan was so heartless! Although you can peck flowers and hairs next year, it is impossible for people to go to the empty nest!
360 days a year, the wind and sword are pressing; When will it shine? Once you drift, it's hard to find.
Flowers are easy to see but hard to find, and the person who buried them was killed in front of the steps; Stealing flowers and hoes and crying alone, watching the blood stains on the branches in the sky.
The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door; When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm.
Blame the farmer's double depression, half pity and half trouble; The flowing spring suddenly moves towards trouble and even silence.
Last night, a sad song was played outside the court. Do you know it is a flower soul and a bird soul? The bird's soul is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself.
May Nong have wings this day and fly to the end of the day with flowers. The day is over! Where is Xiangshan?
There is no trick, a cup of pure land protects the wind; It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch.
I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them?
Just watch the spring flowers gradually fall, it is the time when the beauty dies of old age; No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
2. Li Shangyin's Seven Laws, a poem describing a woman's tragic fate or infatuation, is in Tang poetry and Song poetry:
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
Li Qingzhao's Dried Plums;
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
Li Qingzhao s "Drunken Flowers";
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Wu Ling Chun by Li Qingzhao;
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
Li Qingzhao's "Remembering Feng Tai Blowing";
The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair.
Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook.
I'm afraid it won't be hard to leave my arms, so I want to say a lot of things.
New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.
Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times.
Read Wu Lingren far, smoke locks the piano building.
Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.
Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.
3. Famous sayings about the tragic fate of women-from the typical female images in China's classical literature.
In the long-term survival and reproduction of mankind, women have played a vital role. The history of human civilization began with matriarchal society, but with the development of human civilization and the evolution of society, women gradually became subordinate to men, especially in the long feudal society, women were in an insulted and damaged position. This paper attempts to analyze the tragic fate of ancient women in China by taking the female images in China's ancient literary works as an example.
First, the expression of the tragic fate of ancient women in China
Since China's first poetry collection, The Book of Songs, women have been an important part of all kinds of literary genres and works, and the tragic fate of ancient women in China is also vividly displayed in these literary works. Generally speaking, there are three main manifestations of the tragic fate of ancient women in China:
L, the victim of the social system.
The image of abandoned wife created in China's first collection of poems, The Book of Songs, vividly reflects the heavy blow and unfortunate fate suffered by ancient women under the social system that men are superior to women. The abandoned wife in the poem is a spoony, kind, hardworking and strong woman, but such a virtuous wife is finally abandoned by her husband and laughed at by her family. Poetry profoundly reflects the oppression and harm of the social marriage system to women at that time, and also vividly reflects the passive and low status of women in marriage and family at that time. Du Shiniang in Feng Menglong's Du Shiniang's Wrath Box in Ming Dynasty is a woman with unyielding self-esteem. She is at the bottom of society and has been bullied in her long life as a prostitute. When her painstaking efforts finally turned for the better, what she got was the result of being cheated, bought and sold, and abandoned until she embarked on the road of desperate struggle. Du Shiniang's tragedy may have some contingency from the plot, but in fact, this contingency is the inevitable result of the social environment at that time. In traditional moral concepts, women's dependent status and prostitutes' humble social status are the chief culprits of Du Shiniang's tragic fate.
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4. Bai Juyi's Poems The poorest woman Bai Juyi has less leisure at home, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is another poor woman with her son in her arms.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. Bai Juyi (772-846), a poet in Tang Dynasty, was a Buddhist in Xiangshan.
He wrote many poems in his life, among which satirical poems are the most famous, and the language is easy to understand, so he is called "an eloquent old woman". Bai Juyi once divided his poems into four categories: satire, leisure, sentimentality and miscellaneous methods.
Satire is the essence of white poetry. There are 50 representative works of New Yuefu and Qin Zhongyin 10.
They widely reflect the major issues in all aspects of social life in the middle Tang Dynasty, and focus on describing the darkness of reality and the suffering of the people. These poems are fiercely worded and have no scruples, breaking through the tradition of "gentle and honest" poetry teaching, and are very prominent in ancient poems criticizing current politics.
His satirical poems are direct, complete in narration, vivid in plot, profound in generalization, prominent in theme, vivid in image and clear in language. The poem Guan Mo Mai, which we are going to study in this volume, is a famous satirical poem of the author in his early days.
The narrative of this poem is clear and fluent, and the structural level is very clear and natural. "The family, idle month less, people twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. At the beginning of the poem, the writing background is explained, indicating that May is the busy season for wheat harvest.
Then "mother-in-law pays for food, and the child carries the kettle pulp." Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. "
Two sentences describe the scene of a woman taking her children to the field to deliver water and rice to young adults who are cutting wheat. Later, I wrote about the fatigue and hardship of young people. They are "full of the heat of the country and roasting the sky."
Regardless of the scorching sun, I stepped on the hot land and tirelessly bowed my head to harvest wheat in Nangang wheat field. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
Although they are exhausted, they cherish this long summer regardless of the scorching sun. At this point in the poem, the scene of the family's hard work and busyness is displayed in front of us, and the readers also give deep sympathy to it.
Then the author painted a sad picture. "A poor woman, passing by with her child in her arms.
The right hand holds the ear and the left hand hangs our basket. "A poor woman was holding a young child, carrying a broken basket in her hand, and was picking up the ears of wheat that had fallen during the harvest.
"Listen to their concern, the listener is sad. My family's taxes are gone, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger. "
It turned out that in order to pay official tax, her family bought all the fields. Now there is no field to plant and no wheat to harvest, so she has to live on the broken wheat scattered by others when harvesting. It's really sympathetic and sad. The two scenes described above profoundly reveal the difficult life of farmers under the oppression of heavy taxes. They are busy farming, but there is still no guarantee. Today's wheat reapers are likely to become tomorrow's wheat pickers, and this strong irony is among them.
Note: This poem was written by the author when he was a county magistrate in the second year of Yuanhe (807) (now Zhouzhi, Shaanxi). This is the author's famous satirical poem in his early days. This poem is clear in narration, natural in structure, clear in hierarchy and strong in logic.
At the beginning of the poem, the background is explained first, indicating that May is the busy season for wheat harvest. Then write down that women lead their children to the fields to give food and water to young people who are cutting wheat.
Later, it described young farmers cutting wheat with their heads down in Nangang wheat field, fumigating their feet with the heat, and baking their backs in the hot sun. They are tired and don't feel hot, but they just cherish the long days in summer and can do more work. At this point, the farmer's hard work has been strongly demonstrated.
Then I described another sad scene: a poor woman, with a child in her arms and a broken basket in her hand, was picking wheat by the wheat harvester. Why are you picking wheat? Because her family's fields have "lost all taxes"-sold to pay the palace tax, and now there is no land to plant and no wheat to harvest, so we have to rely on wheat to satisfy our hunger.
These two scenes are intertwined, with both differences and connections: the former reveals the hardships of farmers, while the latter reveals heavy taxes. Since heavy taxes have made poor women lose their fields, they will also make this peasant family who is cutting wheat lose their fields.
Today's wheat pickers are yesterday's wheat pickers; Today's wheat harvesters may become tomorrow's wheat harvesters. Strong irony is self-evident.
The poet linked the pain of farmers' life with the ease of his own life, feeling ashamed and unable to calm down for a long time. This lyric text is the essence of the whole poem.
It is the product of the author's touching feelings and shows the poet's deep sympathy for the working people. Bai Juyi wrote satirical poems with the aim of "only making people sick, and I hope the emperor knows."
In this poem, he made a sharp contrast between the peasants and himself as a court official with his own personal feelings, that is, he hoped that the "son of heaven" was affectionate and tactful, which could be described as well-intentioned. Bai Juyi is the master of art who is best at writing narrative poems.
His narrative poems can fully express people's feelings and things, and write the events described in them in twists and turns. Moreover, his narrative poems always contain the revelation of the soul, so they always contain feelings.
Although he didn't write much in Watching the Wheat Harvest, he vividly described the hard and painful life scenes of the wheat harvesters and gleaner during the summer harvest. Not only wrote things, but also wrote hearts, including the author's own heart and the hearts of working people.
The poet's heartstrings were obviously shaken and trembled by the tragic scene he heard and witnessed, so he raised his pen to express his feelings directly, and his lines were full of sympathy and pity for the workers. Poems such as "It's full of rustic heat, which makes my back burn" and "My land has lost all taxes, so I can take this to satisfy my hunger" contain the author's sympathy and pity! Therefore, in the narrative of this poem "Looking at Wheat", there is the infiltration of the author's feelings and the beating of his heart, and the author's heart is integrated with what he tells.
What is commendable is that while describing the working people, the author can also truly write the voices of the working people, especially depicting the abnormal psychology of the working people in a certain situation and profoundly revealing the theme of the poem. In "Selling Charcoal Weng", "I am poor in clothes and simple, but I am worried about charcoal and look at the cold", which is written like this.
5. What ancient poems describe the tragic experiences of ancient women? 1. They don't like sex, but they seem to be misled by the frontier. When flowers bloom, you always have to look at the oriental monarch. If you go, you have to go and live! If you get a mountain flower, Mo Wen will be a slave.
2. Tears and wet wipes dream, the temple sings in the middle of the night.
A beauty is broken before she gets old.
3. Idle zither strings, lazy to tie skirts. It's naive to watch lead disappear. It's still new to do things with a high eye and a low hand.
Regret is not the best wine. It's hard to think about having a lover. Poor wasted window spring.
1. from "operator" Yan Rui.
Annotation translation
I don't like dusty life by nature. The reason why I have fallen into a dusty life is because of the karma of previous lives (so-called fate). But all this can only be decided by Dong Jun, the god of the company. I'm leaving at last. How can I stay here? If you can put flowers in your head, you don't need to ask me where I am going.
Creation background
In the ninth year of Southern Song Dynasty, Chang Ping of eastern Zhejiang made Zhu tour Taizhou. Because Yongkang School of Tang Dynasty opposed Zhu's Neo-Confucianism, Zhu even impeached Tang. Among them, the third and fourth cases dealt with the crimes of Tang and Yan Rui's vulgarization, and ordered Huangyan to arrest Yan Rui, detain him in Taizhou and Shaoxing, and force him to confess by flogging. Yan said, "I'm a cheap prostitute, and there is abuse between the prefects, so I won't die;" However, whether it is true or not, you can't swear to pollute the literati, even if it is death. "Talking about this matter in one's hand and in one's hand shocked Xiao Zong. After Zhu changed his official position, he was appointed as a prisoner, released Yan Rui and asked where he was going. Yan Rui's first "operator" came from this.
2. From Bai Juyi's "Harem Ci"
Annotation translation
Tears soaked the towel and I couldn't sleep. I can't dream. Late at night, I heard the sound of singing in rhythm from the front hall. Beauty has lost her favor before she is old, and leans on the smoke cage until dawn.
Distinguish and appreciate
This poem is written on behalf of imperial secretary. Predecessors criticized this poem for being too superficial and unfair. Poetry is a natural language, which conveys deep feelings at different levels. The language is bright and profound, never straightforward. The hero of this poem is an unfortunate maid-in-waiting. She looked forward to the arrival of the king with all her heart, but she didn't. It's late at night, and she has to sleep. It's already a layer of resentment. Good luck, to say the least, is a good dream; Tossing and turning, even the dream is difficult to realize, and I saw two layers of grievances.
3. Huan Xi Sha by Yan.
Distinguish and appreciate
A geisha lamented her life and fate, and the author made a speech on her behalf and made the word.
The last film describes the hostess's boredom and preoccupation. Playing the zither string casually is not playing music, but an almost unconscious habitual action, indicating that you are in a bad mood. Lazy dress, no lead powder, can also see his sad mood. The second sentence "seeing innocence" means that she is beautiful, and the third sentence "things are new" means that she is smart. However, although the conditions of the hostess are good in all aspects, the previous experience and the current situation are not satisfactory. After a film and a couplet, she summed up her disappointment-"I hate unpleasant wine, and I find it difficult to have a lover." Wine is just a reference. No good wine is allowed, that is, there is no good life, which makes him melancholy and resentful. "It is difficult to have a lover" is probably her heaviest worry, because if she doesn't meet a man who is affectionate and righteous, she will have no support and no guarantee for her future life. However, this is hard to say. "It is easy to ask for priceless treasures, but it is difficult to have a lover." The young ladies have summed up their experience in this field. Youth is fleeting, the good times are not long, and people are worried. Finally, the hostess can only sigh that her life is thin and she is injured in many places-"Poor life is wasted."
6. Poems and ancient prose describing the tragic fate of women What poems and ancient prose describe the tragic fate of women are as follows:
1. (Tang) Li shangyin untitled
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .
2. (Song) Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
3. (Song) Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flowers"
The fog is thick and the clouds are light, and it will always be sad. The brain sells golden beasts. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
4. (Song) Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Chun"
The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
5. (Song) Li Qingzhao's "Recalling Feng Tai Xiao"
The fragrance is cold and golden. When it turns red, get up and comb your hair.
Ren Bao is full of dust, curtain hook.
I'm afraid it won't be hard to leave my arms, so I want to say a lot of things.
New arrivals are thin, not dry wine, not sad autumn.
Hugh. If you go back, you can't stay after going to Yangguan for thousands of times.
Read Wu Lingren far, smoke locks the piano building.
Only the running water in front of the building should remember me and stare at me all day.
Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.
1. Li Qingzhao, born in Zhangqiu, qi zhou (now Zhangqiu, Shandong), Yi 'an lay man, Han nationality. A poetess in Song Dynasty, a representative of graceful and restrained ci school, was known as "the first talented woman in the ages".
2. His works include Collected Works of Yi 'an Jushi and Yi 'an Ci, which have been lost. Later generations have a collection of Yu Shu's ci. There is a collation of Li Qingzhao's collected works today.
7. Poems and ancient prose describing the tragic fate of women, 1, poems dissatisfied with women in the Book of Songs, such as
Describe the tragic fate of an old woman who "protects herself"
Mulberry leaves flourish before they fall. There are no mulberries in the nest! I'm a woman, what's there to worry about!
It can be said that scholars are worried. You can't say a woman is worried.
Mulberry fell, yellow, and fell. Self-pity, poor three years old. Qishui soup, curtain skirt.
Women are unhappy, and scholars do their best. Scholars are also extremely useless.
2. In the Han Yuefu,
Describe the fate of a woman who was abandoned by Hugh, "going up the mountain to pull weeds"
Pick weeds up the hill and see your wife down the hill.
Kneel down and ask the old father-in-law, where is the newcomer?
Although the newcomer is in good shape, he is not as good as his old friend.
The color is similar, but the claws are different.
The newcomer enters the door, so the old man leaves.
New artificial weaving, so artificial weaving.
Weave a horse a day, weaving more than 50 feet.
New people are better than old people.
3. The judgments of the twelve women in A Dream of Red Mansions are all about the tragic fate of women.
1, Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai
Painting: two dead trees with a jade belt hanging; Another pile of snow, with a golden hairpin under it.
Judgment: It's a pity to stop working, but it's a pity to praise talents. The jade belt hangs in the forest and is buried in the snow.
2. Jia Yuanchun
Painting: A bow with citron on it.
Judgment: In the past 20 years, judging right and wrong, where pomegranate flowers shine in the palace. Three spring fights for the early spring scenery, and the tiger meets the dream.
3. Jia Tanchun
Photo: Two people fly kites, a sea, and a big ship. There is a woman on board, hiding her face and crying.
Judgment: I was born at the end of the world, I was born at the end of the world. Qingming tears are sent to the riverside to see, and Dongfeng dreams.
4. Poems of complaining women in past dynasties. Just go directly to Baidu.
8. About the solemn and stirring poem 1, tears ask the flowers for silence, and red flies fly over the swing.
2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.
4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.
7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.
8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, and the twilight was heavy.
9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.
10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.
1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.
12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.
13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.
15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?
16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.
17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.
18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.
19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.
20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?
2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there. The lights are dim.
22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.
23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.
On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.
25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.
26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.
27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!
28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden top pine. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.