Taifeng declined.
Fade, fade! Hu Bugui? If it's not for the king, why are you still showing it!
Fade, fade! Hu Bugui? If it's not for the monarch, why are you still in the mud!
The Decline of Thai Wind is a poem in The Book of Songs, the first poetry collection in the history of China literature. Many modern scholars think that this poem is the complaint of the slave labor, and expresses the resentment that the serviceman is oppressed by the ruler, working day and night in the wild and homeless.
Decline refers to the decline of things from prosperity. See Ming Gui Youguang's Preface to Zhang Weng's 80th Birthday: "If you give it to the old family, you will have accumulated virtue for a long time, and its decline can be restored." It turns out that life from ancient times to the present is full of sadness. Fang Yurun's evaluation of this poem is: "The shallow meaning of language hides infinite meaning, and careless people have not read it." We are not careless people, always concerned about venting endless complaints, ignoring many beautiful things in poetry and life.
The Preface said that this poem was driven down by De and exiled to Wei, and his ministers advised him to return to China. The explanation of this poem is to persuade people to return. Scholars who studied this poem in past dynasties mainly talked about Mao, but the word "decline" gradually evolved into the image of "seclusion" in China's classical poems. Such as Tang's "No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, Oh, back!" ; Meng Haoran "went to his hometown because of you, and sent it remotely"; Guan Xiu's long-cherished wish that "the east wind comes and the song fades, and the Taoist priest calls it back in the deep clouds" and Tao Yuanming, who loves freedom, no longer pays attention to form and service, and drinks "coming back after leaving, and the hometown destroys Hu Bugui" also shows the influence of this poem on later generations.
Mr. Lu Xun once said: "The Book of Songs-the life of our ancestors, the traces of history." It contains much more content than we thought. She is a rare bosom friend in life. For thousands of years, she has been silent, but she has exhausted the feelings of her family and the country. She has slowly flowed in the hearts of everyone who loves her, infiltrating one soul after another.
As long as you are willing, there is always a landscape that can bloom in your heart. It can be a windmill jasmine crawling all over the fence when I looked back the day before yesterday, or a rare blood moon you accidentally looked up yesterday, or any poem in the Book of Songs you casually opened, so beautiful and quiet ... Let them stop with you, dance with you and accompany you for a lifetime!
Walking in Yue Hui, immersed in neon lights, I continued to go home slowly. At this moment, the bright moon is here, the breeze is here, and you can meet beautiful love inadvertently on the street corner. What kind of better world do you want?