First beat
I did nothing at the beginning of my life, but after I was born, the Han Dynasty declined. Heaven is ruthless and chaotic, and the earth is ruthless, which makes me meet this time. The road is dangerous and the people are in exile. Smoke and dust cover the wild, land rover prospers, and ambition is good and righteousness is lacking. I'm vulgar and inappropriate. I'm insulted. Who should I sue? After a while, I played the piano and my heart collapsed. No one knew.
Second shot
Rong Jie forced me to get married and pushed me to the horizon. Yunshan is heavy, and the wind blows thousands of miles, raising dust and sand. Many people are violent and fierce, such as insects and snakes, and they are arrogant and extravagant. Zhang Xuanxian's heart was broken and his ambition was shattered.
The third beat
It is better to have no life than to go to the country of Yue Han and enter the city of Hu. Felt hair is shocking and flesh and blood, and what goes around comes around is boring to curb my feelings. Drums and drums have been ringing since the night, and the wind is vast and dark. Hurt the present, feel the past, feel the past, feel the sadness, feel the pain, feel the pain, feel the pain!
The fourth beat
I miss my hometown day and night, and I feel the most bitter when my life is full. Natural disasters make the country chaotic and the people have no owners. I am the only one who has no luck. The vulgarity of the mind is different from the difficulties of the body, and so is the desire. Who can talk to? Thinking about how difficult it is to get into the calendar, four beats are good and sad.
Fifth beat
Wild goose south wants to express its heart, and wild goose north wants to get a Chinese sound. Wild geese fly high and hard to find, sad and homesick. The folding of the eyebrows caressed Ya Qin to the moon, and the five strokes were profound.
Sixth beat
First frost is cold and hungry, so you can't eat meat and cheese. At night, I heard the long water sobbing. I saw the Great Wall and the road was full. Looking back, it is difficult to pack your bags, and six beats of sadness come and go.
Seventh beat
At dusk, the wind is wailing. I don't know who I am talking to. Vilen is depressed and prosperous in Wan Li, and the vulgar, the old, the weak and the young are beautiful. There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather everywhere like bees and ants. When the grass is exhausted, the sheep and horses are moved, and the seven beats are hateful.
Eighth beat
Why don't you see me wandering alone? Is it because of the eyes of the sky? Why do you see me wandering alone because of the spirit of God? I don't live up to heaven, I don't live up to gods, I don't live up to gods. I took eight beats to relieve my worries, but I didn't know how to turn joy into sorrow.
Ninth beat
The sky is boundless and my heart is sad. Life is fleeting, but I can't be happy in my prime. I want to ask the truth, but the sky is gray and I have no chance. Looking up at the clouds in the sky, nine slaps.
The tenth beat
When will the battlefield stop when the beacon fire in Chengtou has not been extinguished? The murderous look rushed to the door, and Hu Feng blew the moonlight. The hometown is silent with the sound of dust. A lifetime of hard work and parting, ten times of sadness and tears into blood.
Eleventh beat
I am not greedy for life and hate death, so I can't dedicate my body and my heart. I still want to return to mulberry, and I have been dead for a long time. Sun, Moon and Sun are in Rongji, and the Hu people spoil me and have two sons. There is no shame in bow education, and the growth of the soul is contemptible. There is a beat in ten, which is also because of this, sad.
The twelfth beat
How warm the east wind should be, and the son of heaven in the Han family is happy with Buyang. Hu Qiang sang and danced, and the two countries made love and went to war. Suddenly, every Chinese ambassador called Jin and sent his daughter to redeem me. I am so happy to be alive, and I am so happy to meet the holy king, so I say goodbye to my second son for no reason. Nine times out of ten, two beats are both sad and happy. Who is living in two emotions?
The thirteenth beat
This doesn't mean I can't live, but I must go back and caress Hu and cry. Ambassador China greeted me. I don't know. At this time, share life and death with me and worry about being a child. How can I repay you with wings? One step at a time is difficult. The soul disappears, and so does love. There are three beats in ten, and the string is anxious and sad. I don't know.
The fourteenth beat
When I got home, I didn't know what to do, and my heart hung like I was hungry. Everything in the four seasons has ups and downs, but sorrow is not moving for the time being. The mountains are high and the sea is wide. I will see you all my life. I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka at night. In my dream, I held my hand, happy and sad, and I felt pain. My heart is restless. Nine times out of ten, tears are falling, the river is flowing east, and I am thinking.
The fifteenth beat
Fifteen beats, one festival, one liter, and my chest is full of gas. Who knows music? It's weird in the vault. I'd like to come back. If I regain the favor of Xi in Korea, my heart will become deeply full of memories and worries. The sun and the moon are selfless. They don't shine. It is difficult to separate mother and son. The same day is more and more like a business reference, and life and death are unknown.
Sixteenth beat
Sixteen beats, endless thoughts, my son and I stand on our side. The sun faces the east and the moon faces the west, so don't be heartbroken. I want to worry about daylily, but I don't care if I play the piano. I don't want to go back to my hometown today. Blood and tears looked up and complained to gray, I was born lonely.
The seventeenth beat
Seventeen patted Xi's heart, his nose was sour, and it was difficult for Guan Shan to stop Xi. When I went, I was pregnant with dirt and dead leaves, and the battlefield was scarred, with bones and arrows everywhere. The wind, frost and cold in spring and summer make people hungry. I returned to Chang 'an, my heart ached and my tears dried up.
The eighteenth beat
When it comes to nonsense, the original melody of the harp is the same. Although eighteen beats and songs are over, there is still a lot of noise and thoughts. Is to know the subtlety and subtle works of bamboo. Sorrow and joy change with people's hearts, and Hu Han varies from place to place. Heaven and earth are separated, and I have a hard time in heaven, complaining about others. Li Liuhe Xi should not be tolerated. Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is a touching masterpiece, written by Cai Wenji. Appreciate this poem, don't read it as ordinary written literature, but think that Cai Wenji, an unfortunate woman, is playing the piano and singing by herself, and the piano is flowing with her heart. With the sound of the piano and singing, we seem to see that she is walking on a long road paved with humiliation and pain ... She began to appear in front of the background of the great turmoil of the times, and the first shot was the background of "chaos": Land Rover was strong, flames were everywhere, and the people were in exile. At the end of the Han Dynasty, there was chaos in the world. Eunuchs, consorts, and warlords have taken control of state affairs, and peasant uprisings, warlord scuffles, and foreign invasions have broken out one after another. In the poem written at the end of the Han dynasty, "a louse is born, and the surname is dead." Bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crow for thousands of miles. " And so on, are the true portrayal of the turmoil at that time. During the war, he was robbed to the west by Hu Qi. Exile is the beginning and root of her painful career, so the second beat in the poem is devoted to her exile, while the tenth beat "I can't live without her all my life" shows that the unhappiness in her life stems from exile. During the twelve years when she was forced to stay in the southern Xiongnu, she suffered great pain in life and spirit. Alakazam's nature is harsh: Hu Fenghao is good, first frost, Yuan Ye Depression, and Running Water Sobs. The life of local conditions and customs is strange to her. Clothes made of fur are scary to wear: "Felt hair is shocking to your flesh and blood." Eating meat and milk stinks and I can't swallow it. "It's a taste to contain my feelings." Living in a shack made of temporary grass rafts and dried cattle and sheep manure; When excited, they beat drums, revel, sing and dance all night. In a word, she can't adapt to the harsh natural environment in Alakazam, and she can't stand the different living habits of Hu people and Han people. So she sang "Who can talk to people with different desires?" And what she can't stand most is the spirit. Mentally, she suffered double humiliation: as a Han nationality, she became a prisoner of the Hu people; As a woman, she was forced to marry the conference semifinals. The so-called "kindness and righteousness loss" in the first shot refers to this double humiliation. In the case of physical and mental suffering, missing and returning to her hometown has become the most important spiritual force to support her to live strong. The main content from the second shot to the eleventh shot is to write about her homesickness. The fourth beat, "I don't miss my hometown day and night", the tenth beat, "My hometown is dusty, and I will swallow it when I cry silently", and the eleventh beat, "I still hope to return to Sangban" are all touching words that directly express my homesickness. The fifth beat is the most touching one, which is about homesickness. In this shot, Cai Wenji carved a distant and profound scene with her persistent affection: in autumn, she looked forward to the blue sky and the geese flying south to bring her voice to the border; In spring, she looked up at the clouds and the sky and looked forward to the news of her native land brought by the return of wild geese in the north. But the geese have all flown away from the height of the factory, so it is difficult to find them. She couldn't help feeling heartbroken and ecstatic. In the eleventh shoot, she revealed her inner humiliation and the secret of drag out an ignoble existence: "I hate it, because I am not greedy for life, I can't donate my body." I am still eager to return to Mulberry, I have been buried in my bones. "Finally, she survived a long twelve years and realized her long-cherished wish to return to her hometown." Suddenly I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty, called him imperial edict, and sent his daughter to redeem my concubine. "However, this joy is fleeting. At the same time, a new melancholy cloud floated by. She thought that the day she survived was also the time to say goodbye to her two biological sons. In the twelfth beat, it says, "I'm glad to be alive, but I'm glad to meet a saint." I am happy to say goodbye to my children. "Nine times out of ten, two beats are both sad and happy, and it is difficult to live in two emotions." This is a frank explanation of this ambivalence. From the first 13, Cai Wenji turned to describe that he couldn't stand being separated from his son. As he spoke, he swallowed and his heart sank with grief. The thirteenth beat writes about other children, and the fourteenth beat writes about dreams, "Hugging Hu clothes." ..... step by step, never move, the soul will never move. ""the mountains are high and the seas are wide. I will see you all my life. In my dream, you came to Sri Lanka in the middle of the night. Holding hands in a dream, one is happy and one is sad, and it hurts after sleeping. "It's so touching, so touching. In the Song Dynasty, Fan said in "Talking about Bed at Night": "This must be returned to another son. When he experienced his suffering, his words were deafening. Resentment, mourning for the old, as new as a thousand years; Even if you use the holy pen, you can't bear to delete it. "Cai Wenji's sense of separation and the pain of separation have been with her, leaving Alakazam and returning to Chang 'an. The humiliating life is over, and a new misfortune: the pain of losing parents and children has just begun. "Hu is different, and the quilt of heaven and earth is separated from Mu Dong. I am suffering from heaven and complaining about others, although it is wide and unbearable. " It was here that the whole poem came to an end and stopped playing, thus completing Cai Wenji's tragic life journey of complaining to heaven. Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia not only reflects Cai Wenji's poor life, but also reflects her superb talent. Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia has a strong subjective lyrical color in shaping the artistic image of the protagonist, Cai Wenji himself, and even in narration. It is written that he was banished to the West, gave birth to two sons in Alakazam, and returned to Chang 'an, all of which are affectionate sighs. For example, "The Yunshan Mountains are all returned to Lu Yu, which is popular for thousands of miles and raises dust and sand. Many people are as violent as crazy snakes, and they are arrogant and extravagant, which shows Cai Wenji's clear feelings of love and hate everywhere-"Yunshan" is connected with the thought of homeland, and "flurry" is connected with the suffering of the journey. Strong subjective lyricism is mainly reflected in the suddenness of emotional expression. Cai Wenji's feelings, often come suddenly, go suddenly, jump and changeable, incredible. The so-called "thinking without orientation" is to rebuild the Yaochi at the seaside. And the poem points the finger at heaven and God: "Heaven is ruthless and chaotic, and the ruthless nature makes me encounter this." "Why don't you see me wandering alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I failed my God. Why should I go to the desert state? "Sending the gods and gods to the dock reflects Cai Wenji's feelings of" the sky is boundless and my heart is sad "and" I am suffering in heaven and complaining about others ". Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is of great artistic value. Lu Shiyong, a Ming Dynasty man, said in A Review of Poems and Mirrors: "The wind fell in Tokyo, and Ying Ying, Cai Wenji, became a talent. Reading "Hu Yi Yin" can make people feel shocked, and flying sand and stones is really intense. The high artistic value of Eighteen Beats of Hu Jia is related to Cai Wenji's talent, and Cai Wenji's talent is caused by her family background and social background. Cai Wenji is famous for her Moon Hee and mingji, and her father is a famous scholar Cai Yong. Cai Yong is Cai Boxiao, and there is a lyric of Pipa, which says that Cai is afraid that after winning the top prize together, he will deny his wife Zhao Wuniang and not marry the daughter of the Prime Minister, which can be said to be a deep slander to the ancients. There was no champion in the Eastern Han Dynasty, and there was no such thing as not marrying the prime minister's daughter. In this regard, Lu You once lamented in the Southern Song Dynasty: "Who is in charge behind the scenes and listens to Cai Zhonglang every other village. "It is impossible for Cai Yong to win the highest prize, but it is a fact that his talent was universally recognized at that time. During the reign of Emperor Ling of Han Dynasty, there were many errors in proofreading books, so he wrote books on the stone tablet and outside the university. At that time, the students of later generations were studying in this stone, reading what Mo wrote every day. These stone tablets were damaged by unrest and fire in Luoyang. 1800 years later, farmers in the suburbs of Luoyang dug up several stones with handwriting on them when plowing their fields. They were identified as Cai Yong's calligraphy in those days, and now they are treasured in the History Museum. Cai Yong is a great writer and calligrapher. Liang Wudi called him: "Cai Yong's books are full of vitality and refreshing. Fan Wenlan, a contemporary historian, said: "The art of writing in Han Dynasty reached its highest level when Cai Yong wrote the Classic of Stone. "His calligraphy is neat and not dull, quiet and vivid. In addition to the Book of Songs in Jiaping, it is said that Cao E's tablet was also written by him, with natural composition, strong brushwork and ups and downs of words, without seeking beauty, but with simple and innocent interest. Besides, Cai Yong is good at astronomy, mathematics and physics. He is a leader in Luoyang's literary world, such as Yang Ci, Ma, and Cao Cao, who later became a great master. He often goes to Cai Yong House and asks Cai Yong for advice. Cai Wenji was born in such a family. It is natural that he is knowledgeable, literate, good at poetry and prose, articulate and cadence. It can be said that Cai Wenji had a happy childhood, but the changes of the times interrupted this happiness.