Original "Red Cliff Fu"
Su Shi
In autumn, on July 16th and 16th, Su Shi and his friends went boating in Chibi. The breeze blows gently and the water can't reach the surface. Raise a glass to propose a toast to one's companions, recite articles related to the moon, and sing praises to chapters. Not long after, the moon rose from Dongshan and hovered between the Big Dipper and the cow. Milky white fog across the river, clear water. Let the boat float on the boundless river and cross the boundless river. Vast as the wind in Feng Xu, I don't know where it ends; Floating like an independent world, feathering into a fairy.
At this time, he was very happy to drink, slapping the ship's rail with his hand and singing. The song says: "Gui Gui is like a blue paddle, striking the sky and tracing the streamer. I am in my arms, looking at the beauty and the sky. " Some guests blow a hole and live in peace with each other by songs, and their voices are sad: if you complain, you cry and complain; The sound is endless; It can make the dragon dance in the deep valley and make the widow in the lonely boat cry.
Su Shi's face was sad and sad, so he sat up in a corner and asked the guest, "How do you know?" ? "The guest said," There are few stars in the moon, and blackbirds fly south. Isn't this a poem by Cao Mengde? Looking at Xiakou in the west and Wuchang in the east. The mountains and rivers are winding and gloomy; Isn't this Meng Zhizhi trapped in Zhou Lang? Fang Qi broke Jingzhou and went down to Jiangling, downstream to the east. It is thousands of miles long, covered with flags, drunk on the river, writing poems sideways. The hero of the solid world, now? My son and I, firewood over Zhu Jiang, make friends with fish, shrimp and elk, and belong to each other with a boat and a bottle. It's a drop in the ocean to send a mayfly into the earth. Lament the moment of my life and admire the infinity of the Yangtze River; Fei Xian went on a trip, holding the bright moon and dying; -I know you can't get it at once, and the legacy will ring in Hengtai. "
Perilla said, "Do you know my husband's water and the moon? The deceased is like this, but he has never been there; If you are full of emptiness, the dead will not ebb and flow. Gai must look at it from its own changes, and heaven and earth cannot be temporary; If you look at it from its unchanging point of view, then everything is endless to me. What do you envy? Between heaven and earth, everything has its own master. If it's not mine, it's a dime. However, the breeze on the river and the bright moon in the mountains are audible to the ears and visible to the eyes. Inexhaustible, inexhaustible. It is the creator's endless hiding place, and my son and I are in the right place. "
Guests smile, wash the lights more carefully, the dishes are done, and the cups and plates are messy. Sleeping on the boat, hugging each other, I know the horizon has turned white.
Song sushi
Chen Bing Mid-Autumn Festival, drunk, drunk writing this article, pregnant.
When did the moon begin to appear? Ask heaven for wine. I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade. Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth.
The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon has yin and yang, and there are gains and losses. Nothing is perfect, even in the past. I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away.
On August 15, he was accepted by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty.
The full moon flies in the mirror and returns to the heart to fold the sword.
Turn the tent and travel far, climb the laurel and ascend to heaven.
The waterway is suspected of frost and snow, and the forest is covered with feathers.
At this time, I look forward to the white rabbit, and I want to count the autumnal equinox.
("Full Tang Poetry")
This is the poet's work of avoiding chaos and entering Sichuan. In the first two poems, the feeling of watching the moon is aroused, and the moon on August 15, which symbolizes reunion, is used as a contrast of his wandering worries in a foreign land; After the poem, the two couplets depict the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and the words such as "seeing feathers" and "counting autumn flowers" are fantastic and romantic, which is unique in Lao Du's poems.
Liu Tang Yuxi "Playing the Moon in Taoyuan on August 15th"
Seeing the moon in the dust is also idle, and love is between the fairy houses in the clear autumn.
Long and cold, standing on the highest mountain at this time.
Blue is nothing but Feng Yun, and Songshan grows in the water.
A group of people are moving leisurely, and Gogoing is thousands of miles away.
Shao Jun took me to the jade altar and invited the real fairy officials from afar.
Clouds want to move under the starry sky, and the sky is cold with joy.
Jin Xin gradually moved eastward, and the shadow of the wheel still rose.
It is difficult to get back together when it is absolutely beautiful, and he should be disappointed on this day.
("Full Tang Poetry")
Liu Yuxi (772-842), a writer and philosopher in the Tang Dynasty, was born in Luoyang. This poem has sixteen sentences, and every four sentences have a rhyme, and each rhyme is a natural paragraph. The first paragraph is about playing with the moon in Taoyuan, with the scenery of the moon and the feeling of playing. The second paragraph is about the night of August 15th. The moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival contrasts with the landscape of heaven and earth illuminated by moonlight. The third paragraph is romantic imagination, which describes the feeling of becoming an immortal, from scenery to emotion, producing nature; In the last paragraph, I dragged myself back from my imagination, wrote about sunrise and sunset, and even expressed my feelings about "perfect time" After leaving Taoyuan, it is difficult to relive its significance. The scenery of the whole poem changes at any time, and the artistic conception changes with the scene, which has a sense of ups and downs.
Tang Bai Juyi's "Looking at the Moon on the Pavilion on the 15th of August"
On the evening of August 15 last year, next to the apricot garden by Qujiang Pool.
On the night of August 15 this year, in front of Songpu Shatou Water Hall.
Where is the hometown in the northwest and the full moon in the southeast.
Yesterday, the wind blew and no one would meet. Tonight, the light is as clear as usual.
Pi Rixiu (about 833-? ), the word escape less, Xiangyang people. Poetry is as famous as Lu Guimeng's, and there is also a book called "The Book of Approval". This poem describes sweet-scented osmanthus, which falls on the mountain as pure as jade and is more crystal clear in the moonlight. Picking up flowers with dew is more nourishing, and I want to be the Chang 'e scattered all over the earth. The whole poem is full of falsehood, ethereal and meaningful, with the Mid-Autumn Festival as the theme, it shows the full love of enjoying the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is wonderful to see the big from the small.
Song Su Shi's Mid-Autumn Moon and Ziyou
The bright moon is not higher than the mountain, and the red light is thousands of feet.
A cup of silver is not full, and the clouds are scattered.
Those who wash God's eyes should welcome the water from Fermin River.
Then I will be indifferent to people in the world, just like I am sorry for Zhan Ran.
Mars in the southwest is like a projectile. Its horns and tail are bright and pale.
Not tonight, but even fireflies are fighting for the cold.
Who was rowing yesterday? This is a thousand days and nights.
The twists and turns have no intention of chasing the waves, and they bow their heads to sacrifice with the song board.
Will the waves and wind regain their strength before the green fluorescence disappears and turns to the mountains?
The bright moon is easy to fall and disperse, and it is even more important to see it when you come back.
The clearer the moonlight in front of the hall, the better, and the grass dew in the cold throat.
Shutters push doors silently, while windows are silent and old.
Du Nan is engaged in shame and poverty, and there are several people who write moon poems.
In the Ming dynasty, the personnel were in the same position as the morning glow, and suddenly I dreamed of Yao and Taiwan.