Swallows are flying in the sky with uneven wings.
My sister married in the country today.
I can't see the shadow, and tears are pouring down.
Swallows are flying around in the sky.
My sister is far away today, so it's not too long to see him off.
He can't see anything, and his face is covered with tears.
Swallows are flying in the sky with low voices.
Sister is far away in the south today. Send him to the south.
It's sad that there is no shadow at all.
The integrity of the second sister is really long when you think about it carefully.
Gentle and obedient, cautious and kind.
I often think of my father and remind my ears.
It is inevitable to leave in life, but how to leave shows different interpersonal relationships and attitudes towards life.
The most disturbing thing is the deviation of meaning. Looking back step by step, tears filled my eyes, my heart was broken, I lamented my chest, sighed on my back, and stood in the cold wind without feeling disappointed. How touching this is! It is the flesh and blood that keeps the hearts of both sides together.
This kind of scene and experience can't be described and conveyed by language, because the expressive force of language is too limited. A small body movement, an infinite melancholy look and a long string of silent tears are all direct expressions of an infinite and complex inner world. In the face of these direct expressions, any classical Chinese is pale, boring and poetic.
Parting reflects objects, scenery and environment with a subjective state of mind, endows inanimate things with life, endows things without personality with personality, turns others into themselves, and highlights subtle details with exaggeration. At this time, there is me in things, and there is me in me; You have me, and I have you; . Heart and heart directly collide and blend.
Our ancestors gave parting a special meaning. Where are you going? Love hurts and leaves since ancient times; The wind whistling in Shui Han, the strong man is gone forever; The flower picking pool is deep in thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lunqing; ..... In parting, people sublimate and externalize their deep feelings, engrave regrets and guilt into bone marrow, turn nostalgia into long standing and silent tears, and replace vulgarity with nobility and holiness.
In this way, separation has become a ritual of life and a way to purify the soul. If God had eyes, he would praise the ceremony.
Appreciating this poem, Zhuang Jiang sent his concubines, that is, brothers and sisters, to mourn the Duke Huan who died soon. He naturally had mixed feelings and was inseparable, so he wrote this song "Swallowing Swallows" for a pretence.
Chapter 1, Swallow: Swallow. Yu Fei: Flying. Differential pool: refers to the dovetail with "double gap like scissors". Zi: It refers to Dai Gui. This chapter says: Swallows, flying around, their tails are like serrated scissors. My sister is going back to her parents' house, and I sent her to the far suburbs. Looking forward to, can't see, tears like rain.
Chapter 2, Solution: Birds fly high. It's a bird flying down. Will: Send it, too.
Chapter 3: Up and down refers to the swallows flying up and down. Send it to the south, because Chen is in the south of Wei. These two chapters are similar in meaning to the first chapter, and they all describe the scene when seeing me off. It's unique and ingenious to cheer up with swallows. As a migratory bird, swallows are often regarded as emotional sustenance. Aren't swallows coming from spring to autumn like concubines coming and going? Look at her, dancing up and down with uneven wings, singing high and singing low, how reluctant to leave! Yes, there was her husband, her beloved son and her youth. However, all this is gone forever. She left here with a broken heart. How sad her departure is! Only my sister, a friend, sent her far away from the city and came to the wilderness in the south. In anticipation, the figure of the beautiful woman drifted away and could not be seen. I stood on the mountain for a long time, thinking of the brotherhood in the past and the sorrow we shared. Where will you go, ups and downs, come to mind together. How can you not make people cry? This is not only the farewell tears of Dai Li, but also the bitter tears of thinking about his unfortunate fate. How bitter it is for me to say goodbye! Singing farewell songs over and over again really makes people cry, and it makes people cry after reading them step by step.
The fourth chapter, Zhong's, is Dai Gui's word. Ren: Trust. Plug: born honest. Deep: deep inside. Wen: affable. Hui: supple. Shu: Kindness. Be careful: be careful. Xianjun: refers to the dead Zhuang Gong. Hmm: It means encouraging. Me: A man with little virtue is a humble name in Zhuang Jiang. Dai Gui is such a trustworthy person. Her heart is honest, far-reaching, kind and gentle, kind and cautious. When she left, she advised me to be a widow with her dead husband and all kinds of benefits! Here, I remembered Dai Gui's virtue, felt his affection and deepened my reluctance. Thousands of farewell poems were written in ancient times, but it is rare to write such touching and euphemistic poems. This poem was written by a woman more than 3000 years ago. What is more remarkable is that it is brilliant and cannot be underestimated.