This is a poem by the Qing Dynasty poet Huang Jingren. "The stars look like they are not last night, for whom is the wind blowing?" This is the most commendable couplet. Yes, tonight is not last night. The stars last night record the romantic story of playing the flute under the flowers. The stars tonight only accompany me, a sad person. The poet is sober, and he knows that the past cannot reappear, and it is precisely because of this soberness that he falls into deeper despair. In the poem, all the illusory comfort has disappeared, and only a lonely person still maintains a posture of looking at the moon, that is, a posture of longing. Just imagine, the poet stood alone in the atrium, looking at the moon for a long time, letting the cold dew of the night wet his clothes and his soul. But the end of this kind of waiting can only be nothingness, this disillusionment of longing, and the mentality of knowing that the longing is disillusioned but still can't stop missing it. Wang Guowei said: "If you want to reach the realm of liberation, you must experience the sorrows of the world. However, the most important thing is to worry about the patient as a means of liberation. Therefore, the value of the sorrows itself is not emphasized. Nowadays, people live in sorrows every day. If you talk about worries without the courage to seek relief, you will lose both heaven and hell, and the realm you will reach will be nothing but clouds covering the sky and despair. " This is exactly what Wang Guowei said. The desperate mentality of "step by step, walk into the place where there is no light". "The lingering thoughts are exhausted and the remaining cocoon is removed, and the heartache is peeled off." It can be compared with Li Shangyin's "Untitled" poem, "The spring silkworms will not be exhausted until they die, and the wax torches will turn to ashes before the tears dry up." Like silkworms in spring whose silk has not been broken, the fragrance of orchid fades away from the quiet world, and there is no separation of lovesickness in this life." There are different approaches but the same purpose. The spring silkworm spins silk and wraps itself heavily, just like the poet himself, wrapping himself heavily with longings. This is also the reason why "Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the world are limited, there is only endless love." ". The end of the spring silkworm's silk is a cocoon, which is death; the end of the red candle's tears is ashes, which is death, and death is naturally the most desperate ending in the world. The word "plantain" in Huang Jingren's poem also means "the plantains do not show their lilac knots, but they share their sorrows in the spring breeze". "In March and May of the year of 35, the poor glass of wine has not disappeared." This poem echoes the first couplet. The month of March of the year of 35 is naturally the past of "siting under the flowers and playing the flute several times", and at that time The wine has turned bitter tonight and I drink it myself, and this bitterness can never be eliminated. Because the poet cannot help but think about it, he cannot break out from the gap between the past and reality. "Poor glass of wine never goes away", on the surface it refers to the inexhaustible feeling of drunkenness, but in fact it refers to a kind of sadness that cannot be shaken off. This kind of "drunk" that cannot be eliminated is "drunk" and is not drunk from the memories of the past. , but a kind of pain "drunk" in the lonely reality.
Entry tag: Poetry