Moonlight over the lotus pond
Zhu Ziqing
My heart has been quite uneasy these past few days. I was sitting in the yard enjoying the shade tonight, and suddenly I thought of the lotus pond I walked past every day. , here
Zhu Ziqing
In the light of the full moon, there should be something different. The moon gradually rose, and the laughter of the children on the road outside the wall could no longer be heard. ; My wife was patting Runer (1) in the house and humming a lullaby in a daze. I quietly put on my coat, closed the door and went out.
Along the lotus pond, there is a winding small road. Cinder Road. This is a secluded road; few people walk during the day, and it is even more lonely at night. Around the lotus pond, there are many trees growing lush (wěng) (2). On one side of the road, there are some willows, and There are some trees whose names I don’t know. On a moonless night, the road is eerie and a little scary. It’s nice tonight, although the moonlight is still faint.
I’m the only one on the road, walking with my hands behind my back. (duó) This world seems to belong to me; I also seem to have transcended my ordinary self and entered another world. I love excitement and tranquility; I love living in groups and being alone. Like tonight, I am alone Under this vast moonlight, I can think about anything and think about nothing, and I feel like a free person. Whatever I must do and say during the day can be ignored now. This is the beauty of being alone, I Let's enjoy the boundless fragrance of lotus and the moonlight.
On the winding lotus pond, what you can see are the leaves of fields (4). The leaves are high in the water, like a graceful dancing girl. The skirt. Among the layers of leaves, there are scattered white flowers dotted, some are blooming gracefully, some are blooming shyly, just like a bunch of bright pearls, and some are like green flowers. The stars in the sky are like beauties just getting out of the bath. The breeze passes by, sending wisps of fragrance, like the faint singing from a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also tremble a little, like lightning, passing by in an instant Went to the other side of the lotus pond. The leaves were densely packed side by side, and it seemed (6) that there was a ripple of solid green. Under the leaves was the pulsing (mò) (7) running water, covering the , some colors cannot be seen; but the leaves are more elegant (8).
The moonlight is like flowing water, quietly flowing on this leaf and flower. A thin green mist floats on the lotus pond Inside, the leaves and flowers seemed to have been washed in milk; and like a dream wrapped in a veil. Although it was a full moon, there was a layer of light clouds in the sky, so it couldn't shine brightly; but I thought this was just the right thing - a deep sleep. Although it is indispensable, taking a nap also has its own flavor. The moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes high up cast down jagged and mottled (9) black shadows, as steep as ghosts; the sparse shadows of the curved willows ( 10), but it seems to be painted on the lotus leaf. The moonlight in the pond is not uniform; but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody, like the famous song played by Fan Wuling (11).
The lotus pond There are trees all around, far and near, high and low, and willows are the most numerous. These trees surround a lotus pond; only on the side of the path, there are a few gaps, as if they were left specially for the moonlight. An example of the color of the trees ( 12) is somber, and at first glance it looks like a cloud of smoke; but the graceful willows (13) can also be seen in the smoke. faintly above the treetops are distant mountains, with only a general outline. There are gaps between the trees. There are one or two street lights leaking out in the room, looking listless, as if the eyes were sleepy. The most lively things at this time were the cicadas chirruping on the trees and the frogs chirping in the water; but the excitement belonged to them, and I didn't hear anything. .
Suddenly I remembered the matter of picking lotus. Picking lotus is an old custom in the south of the Yangtze River. It seems to have been there very early, and it was popular in the Six Dynasties. We can roughly know from the poems that it is young women who pick lotus. , they went in small boats and sang erotic songs (14). Needless to say, there were many lotus pickers, and there were also people watching lotus pickers. It was a lively season, and also a romantic (15) season. Emperor Yuan of Liang (16) It is well said in "Poem of Picking the Lotus":
Therefore, the enchanting girl Yuán (yuán) made a boating wish (17); the head of the flying bird (yì) (18) Xu Hui, also passed down Feather cup; 棹 (zhào) (19) will move and the algae will hang, and the boat will move but the water will bloom. Its slender waist will be restrained, and it will delay your steps; it is the beginning of summer and spring, when the leaves are tender and the flowers are beginning, I am afraid that my clothes will be stained and I will smile. , afraid of capsizing the boat and gathering the train (jū) (20).
It can be seen that it was a fun time at that time. It was really interesting, but it is a pity that we are no longer lucky enough to enjoy it now.
Then I remembered the sentence in "Xizhou Song" (21):
When picking lotus flowers in the south pond in autumn, the lotus flowers are more than human heads; lowering your head to get the lotus seeds, the lotus seeds are as clear as water.
Today If there are people picking lotuses at night, the lotus flowers here will be considered "outstanding"; it is impossible to see only some shadows of running water. This makes me miss Jiangnan after all. - Thinking like this, I raised my head suddenly and unconsciously We were already in front of our own door. I pushed the door gently and went in. There was no sound at all. My wife had been asleep for a long time.