1, grass Bai Juyi: the vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Appreciation: This is an object-chanting poem, which can also be regarded as an allegorical poem. Some people think it's a mockery of the villain. Judging from the whole poem, although the original grass refers to something, its metaphorical meaning is uncertain. "Wildfire never completely burned them, and the spring breeze blows high." However, as a kind of "tenacity", it is well known and has become a swan song that has been passed down through the ages.
2. Song Dynasty's "South of the City" Ceng Gong: Rain overflows the horizontal pond, water overflows the dike, and the mountain is high and low. The hot and lively peach blossoms and plum blossoms have been blooming for a while, but now it has passed, only the grass in spring grows bigger and greener.
Appreciation: Through the long-term comparison between peach blossom and plum blossom, the poet hinted at such a philosophy: although peach blossom and plum blossom are beautiful, their vitality is weak; Although the grass is unpretentious, it has strong vitality.
3, "Love" Tang Dynasty Zhang Jiuling: Chunlan tender leaves, autumn osmanthus Ming. Life in the world is full of vitality, which naturally conforms to the beautiful season. Who wants to live in seclusion in the mountains and smell the fragrance, so full of joy. The fragrance of vegetation comes from nature, how to ask the viewer to decompose it!
Appreciation: every blooming flower in the world is not for someone to appreciate, but for it to bloom; Everyone in the world does not meet for the sake of meeting, but for fate. Everything is animistic and all beings are equal. Everyone has his own destiny, there is no need to force it.
4. Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty: Thread in the hands of a loving mother, making clothes for her wayward son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Appreciation: By recalling a seemingly ordinary scene of mending clothes before parting, he highlighted and praised the greatness and selflessness of maternal love, and expressed the poet's gratitude for maternal love and deep love and respect for his mother. This poem is sincere and natural. Although there is no algae painting or carving, its fresh, smooth, simple and plain language contains rich and mellow poetry, which has been widely read for thousands of years.