Appreciation of Poetry: Cherish the Present

Huanxisha

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

I have always been young and limited, and it is easy to be ecstatic when I leave. Don't give up poverty at the party.

It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.

My husband is leaving again, and his eyes have been pestering him for a long time and he doesn't want to leave. I wish I could weave a dense web like a spider and hang him deeply on it.

The two of us are much better than cowherd and weaver girl. We can meet once a week and stay for one day at a time, but we have to hurry back after one day.

It's been two years since this life, and it's reasonable to adapt to this parting. But as time goes by, more and more people are reluctant to leave, so that I dare not go out to see him off, for fear that tears of parting will roll down with the wheels.

Since ancient times, affectionate parting can't be done only by smiling in front of the bottle.

However, life is one farewell after another, and no one can escape.

Therefore, through the ages, poets always express their feelings of parting with poems: "Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn;" We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions; Advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out to Yangguan for no reason; In the cold rain at night, Wu is in Lianjiang, and it is clear that Fujian is lonely; Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. Gently, I left, just as I came gently ... "

However, I prefer what Yan Shu said in Huanxisha: It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the distant mountains and rivers.

Since parting is inevitable, please cherish the people in front of you. Every parting is less regrettable and more sweet.

Snowflakes bid farewell to the sky and will be embraced and melted by the earth. Under the kiss of the sun, they will rise into the air again and meet the sky in different ways. Sophora japonica bid farewell to spring and will turn into spring mud to protect flowers, making Sophora japonica more fragrant and elegant in the coming year; Lotus bid farewell to the pond, leaving the residual lotus to listen to the rain and retain the memory of the rain; If you say goodbye to me, you will miss me infinitely. Let's cherish each other when we meet next time. It turns out that parting is to meet again better.

Life is limited. In the grand universe, life is only a fleeting moment, just like the river rolling eastward, staying up all night and never coming back.

Therefore, in order to relieve the sadness of parting, Yan Shu and her friends often get together, sometimes in spring and calendar, sometimes in rainy days, sometimes before and after flowers, sometimes after snow, sometimes in thatched cottages, sometimes in restaurants, sometimes by streams in the Woods, sometimes in wine pools and meat forests, and sometimes just peanuts and pickles. They drown their sorrows by drinking, singing songs about wine, having fun every night, and having fun in time, for fear of parting in a limited time, but failed to live up to the wonderful time with their friends until I raised my glass and asked for the bright moon.

However, one day, when he climbed the mountain and reached the top, he looked into the distance and looked at the vast rivers and mountains. Ye Ping, a chaotic mountain, smokes smoke, sings and dances everywhere, and there is more running water, and the road goes into the clouds. Standing in the vast world, he found himself so small that he was especially pregnant with other relatives and friends in Philip Burkart. And even if you are alone at home, sitting alone hurts your heart, drinking alone and getting drunk, when you see the wind and rain pushing down the flowers, you feel that spring is fleeting and sad. At this point, I think we should cherish the people in front of us, treat the people around us better and cherish them as treasures, whether at banquets or in life.

I think so, too, so every time my husband comes, I will meet his requirements and say what I want to eat. I will cook for him no matter how hot it is, and I can't force us to go to a restaurant. Back pain, how tired he is; Want to go out for a walk, no problem, clear the way; If you don't want to go out, then we can talk at home, and chatting and accompanying is the best confession.

Perhaps, he has some such problems, some are not as good as my heart, and some actions are not in tune with me. However, he is a living person living in front of me. As long as I don't haggle over every ounce, treat him with an inclusive heart and cherish him with a true feeling, I can be inseparable from him. In the limited years, the years are calm and the time is quiet.