The poet's tears are crystal clear, but the north wind can't blow.
I have no intention of playing with butterflies when I die, and I have only drunk Chanjuan all my life.
Bronze statue of Lu Xun's seven tones
A bronze statue of Cooper revealing smoke, autumn scenery envies sages at sunset.
True words dare to combine mountains and rivers, and bones hang forever.
There is thunderous anger in the brow and love and pity in the chest.
Poor blood candle torch, who doesn't cry and worship Xuanyuan.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Senecio scandens The clouds gradually dispersed and the twilight shone in the sky. Baizhu Road, the balcony near the water, is full of dense fog and sad cries. People say the ancestral hall of the county magistrate.
A haggard face is weak, and there are few eyes staring at the grave. Sitting in the dew, the moon is small and laughing wildly.
Lv Qi Duchaofu Decoction
Born in Duweng, he was always romantic.
When you rot, you lose your ambition. When you are in troubled times, you will cultivate Wei Ying.
Long-standing reputation, writing like a person.
The guest's chest is hot and radiant.
2. Write a poem about water. Write a poem about water: But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with swords, we raise our glasses to dispel our worries (Li Bai). You don't see how the water of the Yellow River moves out of the sky and rushes into the sea without returning (Tang Libai). It is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days (Tang Libai). There is no smoke in the autumn night in Nanhu Lake, so you can ride straight to the sky (Tang Libai). The lake is clear with frost, the mirror is clear, and the snow-capped mountains in Bai Tao come (Tang Libai). The distant blue sea connects (Don Li Bai) But now, with the flood of spring water, which way should proud as a peacock take to find the hidden source? (Tang Bai Juyi) Water is like a mirror, and there is no trace for thousands of miles (Tang Bai Juyi). There is a lot of water (rocks) between becoming a fellow traveler and the late bird (Wei), with endless clouds in the north and endless water in Dajiangdong (Wang Song). When the Three Gorges Creek crossed the Sichuan River (Tang Li Bai), the Milky Way first fell, and the sky was half sprinkled (Tang Li Bai). The waves and Wan Li piled colored glasses (Tang Du Fu). The water is really green and clean, so you can't sleep. If there is no fish to rely on (Song Lou Key), the green hills will never grow old, and the green waters will last forever (Guanzhong, Ming Luo). The source of everything in the water is also very clear (Chunqiu Qi Guo Guan Zhong).
Running water is indisputable. Water is the clearest and most beautiful. From a spoonful to a thousand miles, it is beneficial to others and self-interest. The willows are green in Jiang Shuiping, and songs can be heard on the shore. It rains in the west and east, but it is sunny. The water is all blue, and thousands of feet bottoms out.
You can swim with the fine stones and look directly at them. If fierce wave rushes, how fast the arrow will go.
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. The tide is rising.
The dream disappeared. The water is clear and clear, and the mountains are empty and rainy. Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low.
Guazhou, at Zhongkou, is separated by several mountains on both sides. At sunrise, the river is full of flowers and flames, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
People naturally hate water and grow in the east. Peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish fertilizer.
Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. If the spring scenery is divided into three parts, two of them become dust, and the other part disappears when it falls into the water.
Running water is gone, and spring is gone. White hair, floating green water, shade, shining water, love sunshine, love gentleness.
A sunset gradually sank into the river, half green and half green. Springs are like shutters with pearls upside down! If water is good, it is the good of all things, but it is the evil of all. Therefore, the Taoist priest hates people's hearts worse than water, and makes waves on an equal footing.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
Beyond the white water and bright fields, after the blue peak comes out of the water, water can carry a boat, and it can also overturn it, making the sunset lonely in Qi Fei, and the autumn waters make the sky the same. I drift thousands of miles, where there is no moon by the river! The Millennium is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Fog rises in Yungu and Menggu, trapping Yueyang City, and the wind and water are rough for several days, so it is impossible to transport wine and fat.
Peach blossoms follow the running water all day. Where is the cave in Qingxi? Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail.
Great rivers come from Qian Shan, where mountains flow with the east. But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses even though we cut it with our swords.
The hibiscus flowers beside the moat are swaying in the sudden wind, and the oblique rain is beating the vines on the wall. We can't see anything beyond 300 miles, except vague Woods and mountains, and there are nine rivers winding in our stomachs.
I met a stream on the road, stepped barefoot at the foot of a stone, and the sound of running water blew up my clothes. There is water in the green hills, and the grass in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
Only the surging Yangtze River flows eastward silently. The residual clouds of the sunset are scattered like rosy clouds, and the clear river is as calm as white.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo. The spring breeze suddenly started and blew out a pool of clear water.
The autumn wind is full of waves, and the waves are cold and smoky. The setting sun reflects the mountains, and the water clouds and trees bypass the embankment. The raging waves roll frost and snow, and the natural barrier is endless.
Still water is deep, and quietness is the tacit understanding between heart and heart. The Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away heroes.
Whether it is right and wrong or failure, it is empty now and has disappeared with the passage of time. Castle Peak still exists, the sun still rises and the sunset still sets.
The white-haired hermit by the river has long been used to the changes of time. I met an old friend and had a drink.
How many things in the past and how many times have been put into the conversation. The lake here in August is integrated with the air in the sky, steaming Yunmengze, and has been surrounding Yueyang City. If you want to help but don't have a boat, I'm more ashamed to be a lazy man than you politicians, just like I'm sitting here watching a fisherman cast a net. Only a virtuous fool loves clear water in rough waves and can support me. Turbid water in rough waves can support me and help me become kind and save water.
The lonely sail is far away from the sky, but I can see the Yangtze River flowing. One day, I will ride the long wind, break through the stormy waves and raise my muddy sail across the deep sea. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.
Swallows fly, green water people go around. The river of no return, a romantic figure with a long history.
When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain.
Green mountains are located on the north side of the city wall, and the sparkling water surrounds the east of the city. It's up to you to watch Yinshan surf the sky and open the window to let it into the river.
Surrounded by white waves, people are whispering. The moon is now full of sea surface. At this time, in the Tianya, the sky is close to the mountain, and the ocean has drained the golden river.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no. At the end of the mountain range and the beginning of the plain, the river winds through the wilderness.
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island. There is water in the green hills, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River is withered in autumn.
When the lonely geese arrive, the rivers, lakes and seas are full of rain. The north and south of the thatched cottage are all springs, and the flock of gulls flew in.
Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall. In I Watch the Long River Rolling Forward, it is the shape of water, the shape of avoiding heights, the shape of soldiers, and the shape of escaping from reality and overcoming emptiness. I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, I don't see you, and I drink the Yangtze River water. When will the water stop? When did this hatred ever happen? I hope your heart is the same as mine and won't miss me! What is water? But since the water is still flowing, even though we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills. Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn.
The way of water is soft, water can be bent, and clear water can be stretched to make hibiscus, which is naturally carved. The green hills in the forest and the monkeys chirping clearly between the blue waves are covered with water. The vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River withers in autumn, wrinkling into a pool of bridges on the flat bank of spring water, rubbing against the blue water, haunting flowers and plants, making Qi Fei's autumn water lonely. Is that a lotus? Several huts are idle near the water, and the light shirts and short hats are full of weeping willows, and the pulse cannot be said. The water is clear and round, and the wind blows and the lotus heads down to get the lotus seeds. Lotus seeds are green as water, spring tides are in Lian Haiping, and the moon is bright on the sea. I drifted thousands of miles, where there was no moon by the river, the water was bright and the mountains were empty and rainy. The West Lake is always more suitable than the West Lake, and one day the dragon will come out of the water. I want the Yangtze River to flow backwards, because there is running water at the source. Yunshan is grey, and the rivers and seas are vast.
Wang Changling entered Wu on a cold rainy night and sent tourists to Chushan.
3. The poems of people in the water are the seven wonders. Plum blossoms are crystal clear. The poet's tears are clear, and the north wind blows.
I have no intention of playing with butterflies when I die, and I have only drunk Chanjuan all my life. The bronze statue of Lu Xun in the Seven Laws is filled with smoke, and the setting sun and autumn scenery admire the virtuous.
True words dare to combine mountains and rivers, and bones hang forever. There is thunderous anger in the brow and love and pity in the chest.
Poor blood candle torch, who doesn't cry and worship Xuanyuan. Senecio japonicus
The clouds gradually dispersed and the twilight shone in the sky. Baizhu Road, the balcony near the water, is full of dense fog and sad cries.
Some people say that the county magistrate lives in the ancestral hall, with a haggard face and few eyes. Sitting in the dew, the moon is small and laughing wildly.
The seven laws of Du Fu's thatched cottage are the creation of Du Weng in his later years, and the romance lasts forever. When you rot, you lose your ambition. When you are in troubled times, you will cultivate Wei Ying.
Long-standing reputation, writing like a person. The guest's chest is hot and radiant.
4. Poems about tranquility Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain, you never tire of looking at each other.
I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to look at me like this.
Rain and wet clothes are invisible, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence.
Feather drunk me, the first floor of the romantic tube sank into the lake.
I don't know who I am when I'm drunk. I am not a crane in Feiyun.
Birds sing in the empty mountains, and people live with white clouds. The gurgling spring is in my heart, and the fish are playing in the deep pool. The wind blows the mountains and the moon moves. The world of mortals gathers and scatters like a dream, and is deeply sad.
The heart is always as comfortable as white clouds, and everything has the meaning of running water.
Ask rain what is loneliness? Listen to the sound outside the window. Clouds are light, and lewdness is harder to find.
Nanqi is my favorite, while Dongpo loves bamboo.
The clouds and water are gone, and the heavens and the earth are empty.
It is better to hold incense in the branches and wait for death than to be blown into the north wind.
The water is long and clear, and the snow window is high and the clouds are flat.
Romantic heartless people secretly change, and the old tour is like a dream.
The flower branches near the water back to the embankment also shine on the Qingjiang River and silt.
What are bitter dreams and troubles? All the old things are self-disturbing.
Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain, you never tire of looking at each other.
White stone in the west of Beijing, cold and fine red leaves. There is no rain on the mountain road and the air is green and wet.
5. Poetry about water is intentional, and water is heartless.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
The mountain is a collection of eyebrows, and the water is the eyes. From a distance, the mountains are high and the clouds are light, and the colors are bright. When you look closer, you can only hear the sound of water, but there is no sound.
Rivers are thousands of miles away, and there are clouds in Wan Li. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
The water brings you the feeling of home and makes your boat travel 300 miles. I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.
Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. On March 3rd, Spring Festival, the weather was fresh, and many beautiful people gathered in Qujiang, Chang 'an.
Autumn waters * * * sky color, sunset lonely Qi Fei. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
The geese never answered me, and the rivers, lakes and seas were flooded by rain. I heard that Dongting Lake is magnificent before, but today's wish has finally reached Yueyang Tower.
Above, I see the blue and deep sky, below, I see the green and restless water. Clouds are darkened by rain, and streams are pale by fog.
Xie 'an is still there, with a loud voice and rippling blue waves. This is the consistent way of human happiness, and all kinds of things will always flow to the east like water.
Jun Qing asked the flowing water in the East if it could go further than the love of friends! . The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water in the rough waves is crystal clear, you can hold my tassel; The water in the rough waves is so turbid that it can be used to drown my feet.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? "Jiaxu") What is water? The mountain island is towering.
(Cao Cao: "Looking at the Sea") White hair floats with green water, and red palm stirs clear waves. (Luo: Ode to the Goose) Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
(Li Bai: "Looking at Tianmen Mountain") The mountains and rivers have not recovered, and there is another village. (Lu You: A Tour of Shanxi Village) Taohuatan is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as deep as Wang Lun.
(Li Bai: A gift for Wang Lun) The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: "Zhi Zhu Ci") At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is blue.
(Bai Juyi: "Remembering Jiangnan") Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi") Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the duck prophet of Chunjiang plumbing.
(Su Shi: The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) One river and spring water protect the ridge of the field, and two mountains are covered with green flowers, asking where the canal is so clear. Only flowing water comes from the source. Wang Changling entered Wu Hanyu into the river at night, and relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and there was Bing Xin in the jade pot. Li Bai was about to leave by boat, but suddenly he heard someone singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. I can only see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Su Shi Niannujiao Dajiangdong is a romantic figure through the ages. Therefore, the humanities in the west of the base are the Red Cliff in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms. Rocks are flying in the air, and the waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, and there are many heroes at one time. Looking back at Gong Jin, Xiao Qiao is handsome and handsome for his first marriage. He was surrounded by a feather fan and a black silk scarf, talking and laughing. Therefore, his country was fascinated. On the day of Xu Zhimo's "Traveling in the Clouds", you wandered freely and lightly in the sky. You don't want to stay on the other side of the sky or in the corner of the earth. Your happiness is unimpeded, and you inadvertently have a first-class stream on the humble ground, although your brilliance touched his ethereal spirit when crossing the road, awakened him and embraced your beautiful image. What he holds tightly is a dense sadness, because it can't stand still in the beautiful scenery; He wants you to fly over Qian Shan and cast a wider shadow of the lake and sea! He is wasting away for you, the first-class stream, in the hope of incompetence, I hope you will fly back! Yesterday, I had to leave Bolt and me to say goodbye to Minister Shu Yun at Xie Tiao Villa in Xuanzhou. It hurts my heart even more today.
Autumn geese are escorted by Changfeng, and I treat them in this villa and drink my wine. The bones of great writers are all your brushes. In Tianyuan, I grew up beside you, Xiao Xie.
We all yearn for the distance and want to go to the blue sky to embrace the bright moon. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with a sword, sadness will come back, even though we drown them with wine.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. Guan Yu > Guan Heming's osprey, a small state with a river.
A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman. Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her. If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day.
Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again. Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple. Pull shepherd's purse from left to right.
A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her. Jia Jian > White dew is frost.
The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. Tracing back from it, the road resistance is long; Swim back from it, in the middle of the water
(Everything else has a province) Liu Yuxi's bamboo words are pink, and the water in Shu hits the mountain stream. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.
Mr. Li Shangyin's "Notes to Friends in the North on a Rainy Night" asked about the untimely return date, and the rain rose in the autumn pool at night. When * * * was cutting candles at the west window, he talked about the late rain. When Yuan Zhen left, he thought that the sea was difficult for water, and forever Amber looked back at Hua lazily, partly because he was a monk. Bai Juyi's Sauvignon Blanc, swimming in the water, flows to Guazhou Ancient Ferry, and Wu Shan is a little sad. Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
The wind blew through the Golden Gate in Feng Yansi, blowing a pool of spring water. Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand.
Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.
Li Chi Ngai Operator I live at the head of the Yangtze River and you live at the tail of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water.
The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
Li Qingzhao cut plum, red lotus root and jade. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone.
Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Back to operator Li Chi Ngai, I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River.
I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred.
I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning. Su Shi visited Qingquan Temple in Huanxisha, with the temple facing Lanxi and the stream flowing west.
Under the mountain, the blue buds are short immersed in the stream, and the sand road between the pines is clean and mud-free. At dusk, the rain is whispering.
Who says life can't go back to adolescence? The water in front of the door can also flow west! Don't bemoan the passage of old age! I dreamed of washing and dressing in Jiangnan, leaning against Wangjianglou alone.
Thousands of ships passed by, and no one expected to appear. Broken-hearted Baipingzhou.
Niannujiao (Mochou Lake) Zheng Banqiao Yuanyang is a story widely circulated among ladies, but is it true? How many heroic sons and daughters created a disaster. Golden lotus in the front hall, Yushu in the back court, both wind and rain.
Liu Jia is happy, a song for a long time! In today's Ruyan Liu Lake, the lake clouds are like a dream, and the lake waves are thicker than wine. At the foot of the mountain, vines and sleeves are dancing in the green belt.
Peach leaves are small, Mochow is small, and there is a loanword population. What is the sin of romance? No honor, no shame, no blame.
When will Su Shi, the head of Shuidiao Song, have a bright moon? I take my glass from a distance. I don't know about palaces in the sky. What year is tonight? I want to go home by the wind, but I'm afraid of Qionglou Yuyu. It's unattainable! Dance and enjoy the shadow of the moon, which is in the world. .
6. Poems or words about mountains and water. When Wang Wei lived in seclusion in Wangchuan, he wrote many beautiful landscape poems.
He wrote "Wangchuan Collection" by himself, including 20 five-character quatrains that he and his friend Pei Di sang to each other. The main content is to describe the scenery near Wangchuan and express the interest of seclusion. Look at Wu Xinyi first: hibiscus flowers with chopped red calyx in the mountains.
The mouth of a stream is silent, without a trace. They open and fall. In the silent mountain stream, magnolia blooms and falls, surviving and dying. It's not fake, it has nothing to do with the world, and no one knows.
This is a world far away from the hubbub, and it is also the unique artistic conception of the poet Wang Wei's integration of subject and object, which is simply the symbolic realm of Buddhism's view of emptiness. Therefore, Hu Yinglin, a literary critic in the Ming Dynasty, said that this poem was a work of Zen. "I have forgotten my life experience, and all my thoughts are silent."
The artistic conception created by Wang Wei here, born out of the image, is a combination of poetic realm and Zen realm, with profound meaning and strong artistic appeal. This artistic achievement can not but be said to be beneficial to his study of Buddhism and the edification of Buddhist thinking mode.
Wang Wei was called "Shi Fo" by later generations. He believed in Buddhism in his early years.
Mother Cui Shi has been practicing meditation for more than 30 years. Wang Wei and his younger brother, Wang Jin, "both worship Buddhism and live on vegetables, so it is better to eat meat and blood" (Biography of Wang Wei in Old Tang Dynasty).
When Wang Wei was 3 1 year old, his wife died and he no longer married. He lives alone in a room, and his screen is very tired. "he has no children" ("the list of brothers recommended by the bow"). He also wrote many poems about Buddhism, and he has high attainments in Buddhism.
Among the schools of Buddhism in the Tang Dynasty, Wang Wei believed in Zen, and Nanzong Zen was the main one. Nanzong Zen is the product of the combination of Buddhism, Confucianism and Taoism in China, and its philosophy of destiny and life provides the latest and most complete way for China literati.
However, some practice methods of Nanzong Zen have something in common with China's poetry creation. Yan Yu, a literary critic in the Song Dynasty, said: "Generally speaking, Zen is only in the wonderful understanding, and poetry is also in the wonderful understanding" (Cang Hua).
Miao Wu is an insight into Zen, and it can also be expressed as an understanding of art. Both poetry and Zen need a keen inner experience, both emphasize enlightenment and metaphor, and both pursue meaning.
When talking about "epiphany", Nanzong Zen often uses the expression of images to convey the law, with special emphasis on the role of intuition, suggestion, induction and association in understanding. Wang Wei came from Zen, and naturally he has a deep understanding of this method of grasping the world.
He integrated his understanding of Buddhism into his outlook on life and turned religious feelings into poetic thoughts, creating a poetic artistic conception of "emptiness", "quietness" and "leisure". Zen advocates the beautiful style of mountains and rivers, which has also played a guiding and enlightening role in Wang Wei's conscious approach to mountains and rivers and the exploration of their aesthetic value.
Wang Wei described his inner experience in the poem Zhuliguan: I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the pipa and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
The poet sat alone in the depths of the bamboo forest, playing the piano and whistling. No one knows his existence, only the bright moon accompanies him. Nature knows his inner loneliness best, and the bright moon brings him a quiet happiness.
Things and I are one, things and I forget each other. Zen and poetry are in harmony. The same is true in Chai Lu: there seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I hear a voice.
The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. There was no one in the empty mountain, only heard intermittent voices floating from the depths of the forest, and a ray of sunset was transmitted on the moss in the depths of the forest, which was so trance-like and sad.
This is the ethereal realm that Wang Wei pursues, far away from the hubbub. Although lonely, it is also meaningful. In the Qing Dynasty, Wang Yuyang said that Wang Wei's poems were "Zen", and "implicit words were tantamount to the laughter of Buddha and Ye Jia" (Continued from Silkworm Tail).
In other words, Wang Wei's landscape poems are full of Zen meaning, Zen music and Zen taste, and convey Zen meaning. Nature fully shows the poet's unique taste in the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers.
Wang Wei doesn't necessarily go to remote places for meditation. He also looks at the vast world and the lively farm life: sunny Yuan Ye is endless and has no atmosphere at all. The gatehouse of the outer city is close to the ferry pier, and the trees at the edge of the village connect the stream and the estuary.
The silvery white river is shining in the fields, especially bright, and the green mountains stand behind the ridge. It is the busy farming season, there are no idle people, and farmers are busy going to the fields.
-"New Sunny Wild Hope" A spring rain washed away the dirt and the scene was completely new. Busy farming, people and scenery are bathed in fresh air.
The phrase "white water" forms a layered picture of close-up and distant view. The water is bright, the mountains are green, and the contrast between light and color is harmonious. On the surface, you can't see the Zen meaning of this poem.
In fact, that spring rain was like holy water poured out of a pure Buddhist bottle, which washed everything clean and ethereal. It's just that everything is wonderfully integrated with Zen and poetry, and he doesn't let Zen overwhelm poetry.
Of course, what we pay attention to is the kind of praise for farmers' life, and we appreciate the beautiful aura without tirelessly pursuing its Zen philosophy. Wang Wei is a versatile cultural giant who is good at poetry, music, painting and calligraphy.
Su Dongpo, a great writer in the Song Dynasty, said: "There are paintings in Wang Wei's poems; Look at the picture, there are poems in the picture. " (Shu Moran Tian Yan Yu Tu) His words are incisive and to the point.
Wang Wei was an accomplished landscape painter in Tang Dynasty. He painted with Xiao Shu's simple brushwork of ink and wash, created ink and wash landscapes, and became a family of his own, and was called the founder of landscape painting Nanzong by later generations.
His paintings emphasize freehand brushwork, pursue spirit likeness and express subjective feelings. So "draw things, don't ask the four seasons. If you paint flowers, you often take peaches, apricots, hibiscus and lotus flowers as a scene. " "It's hard to ask for shapes and objects." (Shen Kuo quoted Zhang Yanyuan in Mengxi) Therefore, Wang Wei is also known as the originator of China literati's freehand brushwork.
Painting can be similar in spirit, so it has the charm and interest of poetry, that is, there is poetry in painting. Staring at the natural landscape with this painting concept is a sigh, and it must have the charm of painting in poetry.
Wang Wei's profound artistic attainments in painting, music and calligraphy enable him to feel and capture the wonderful scenery, magical sound and ever-changing nature more accurately and meticulously than ordinary poets in his poetry creation, and appeal to the pen. I will also use words to set colors and pay attention to the harmony of poetry tones.
There are artistic conception of painting, fluency of music and changes of calligraphy in poetry. In this way, his unique poetic artistic style of "painting in poetry" and "hundred warblers, repeated performances by palace merchants" was virtually formed.
We should firmly grasp this feature when appreciating his landscape poems. Wang Wei is good at describing grandeur in general.
7. What is the poem describing this river? 1, this river crosses the heavens and the earth, where the colors of the mountains are both there and there.
2, the water of a river does not return, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic figures.
3. Sailing alone in the blue sky, I can see the Yangtze River flowing in the sky.
4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
1, the Hanjiang River overflows/overlooks.
Author: Wang Wei
Three branches in the south reach Chu territory, and nine branches flow to Jingmen.
The river crosses heaven and earth, where the colors of the mountains are yes and no.
Human habitation seems to float on the ripples in the distant sky.
These beautiful days in Xiangyang have fascinated my old mountain! .
2, Nian Nujiao nostalgia Chibi
Author: Su Shi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever.
Old camp west, people say it's the war of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs.
The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once.
Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit.
A white figure with a feather fan came face to face, and while talking and laughing, the enemy warships burned to ashes.
I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river.
3. Yellow Crane Tower-Meng Haoran's farewell on his way to Yangzhou
Author: Li Bai
Old friends frequently waved to me, bid farewell to the Yellow Crane Tower, and traveled to Yangzhou in this beautiful spring filled with catkins and flowers.
My friend's sail shadow faded away and disappeared at the end of the blue sky, only seeing the first line of the Yangtze River and heading for the distant horizon.
4. Looking at Tianmen Mountain
Author: Li Bai
The Yangtze River splits the Tianmen Peak like a giant axe, and the green river flows around the island.
The green hills on both sides are neck and neck, and a boat meets leisurely from the horizon.
5. Recalling Jiangnan
Author: Bai Juyi
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan?