High warblers sing and low butterflies dance. Moreover, after a long time, swallows can talk. Will be with time. The clouds in the west are light and the wind is light. Graceful and restrained, landscape description, Liu Shuchun's translation and annotation translation
The weeping willows outside the building are inextricably linked, as if trying to tie the long-lost spring day. In the willows dancing in the wind, I seem to want to walk with spring to find my home in spring.
At the end of spring, flowers and plants are long, green mountains and green waters. I only heard the shrill cry of cuckoo in the distance. Even if the cuckoo is heartless, it is lamenting the human suffering that spring has gone. Wine gives spring, and spring remains indifferent, only at dusk, it rains all over the sky.
The first thing that appears in appreciation words is weeping willows. "One thousand weeping willows outside the building. If you want to be young, you should stay less in spring. " Three sentences describe the green posture of weeping willows. This "tapestry of thousands of strands of green silk hanging down" ("Singing Willow") scenery is most typical in February of the lunar calendar (that is, the mid-spring season). In the congratulatory poem quoted above, there is a sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors". It is different from "smoke is thicker than gold" in New Willow (Yong by Yang Ji in Ming Dynasty) and "Wind blows without leaves" in Old Willow (Xia Yongliu by Weng Lingshu in Song Dynasty). Why do you want to use it to express your love for spring? It mainly uses the structure of branches as soft as silk thread to make the image of things look binding. In the author's imagination, the wicker originally intended to tie the spring failed to achieve its goal. It only dragged the spring from February to the end of March, and then left decisively after a short stay.
The sentence "You float catkins in front of the wind, follow the spring and see where you go" further describes the scenery in late spring. Catkin is one of the most distinctive features of late spring, so the poet said: "Flying catkins makes people old in spring" (Fan Chengda's Going to Tang Road in Late Spring) and "Flying catkins to send them home in spring" (Cai Shen's Zhong Chao Wrong). They all associate flying catkins with last spring. Zhu, on the other hand, found a new way, depicting the catkins flying in the air as if they were pursuing the destination of spring, exploring the place of spring and finding it back, just as Huang Tingjian revealed in his words: "Whoever knows where spring is, call them back to live together" ("Qing Ping Le"). Zhu's writing about "chasing after spring" is more interesting than simply writing about "flying catkins", "sending spring home" and "spring makes people old" In the sentence, the word "wanderer" is used to link "Tiechun" with "following the spring", resulting in the artistic effect of "one plan fails, another family planning" as if to save the spring.
Like flying catkins, the wailing Du Yu (cuckoo) seems to be regarded as the symbol of late spring. "Green mountains and green waters smell Du Yu, so it is ruthless, and Mo Ye is sad." In spring, the grass grows flowers, and Shan Ye is green. Looking at Shan Ye in late spring, the poet thought: Even if the cuckoo is heartless, it is sad for "spring goes and spring comes", so he gave a cry of sympathy. Through this swaying gesture, the poet points out his sad feelings with Du Yu, and leads the protagonist in the last film to the stage. In the last film, just from the word "outside the building", I felt that she was looking into the building; From "Attachment to Spring" and "Chasing Spring", I realized that she galloped in imagination, and the hero's love for spring was completely expressed by weeping willows and catkins. Now turn from side contrast to front description.
Without saying anything, send wine to Chunchun. Spring is impossible and fruitless. The protagonist only saw the beautiful fields in late spring and heard the birds singing to announce the departure of spring, so he had to "bid farewell to spring" helplessly. The end of March in the lunar calendar is the last day of spring, and the ancients often raise glasses to show off spring at this time. Han Wo, a poet at the end of the Tang Dynasty, wrote in his poem "The End of Spring" that "wine sends spring worries and makes you ill every March". Zhu reluctantly "sent off Spring" according to the old custom, but Spring didn't answer. All she saw was the sudden rain in Mao Mao in the evening. The author used the word "que" to turn "rain" into a farewell to spring. This kind of writing is similar to Wang Zhuo's "Try to stay in the spring wine, Wen Chun is speechless, and the curtain rolls up the rain in the western hills" ("Eye-catching Lips"), but it is more intriguing to link the rain at dusk with the farewell in spring: Is this rain the cold footsteps in spring or the farewell tears that spring has to go?
Liu Xuan (1394— 1458) was born in Changzhou (now Suzhou, Jiangsu). In the seventeenth year of Yongle, he was recruited into the Hanlin with good books, and his brushwork was gentle and charming, which was pushed for a while. The following year, Zhongshun Tianfu was awarded the jury, and he was awarded the Chinese book. He prepared the records of the three dynasties, taught Jishi Shu through the calendar, and obtained a bachelor's degree. Imperial academy offered a drink. In the first year of Tianshun, he entered the government and died in an official position. Keep what you say and carry out what you do. I am studious and good at writing and writing. I have a book of poems by my father-in-law Wen. Died at the age of 65. Liu Han, the son of the sequels of Ming Shan Cang and Yi Zhou, is an official and can also keep his father's orders. Xuan Lau
The moon is heavy, people are quiet and fragrant. Romantic Di Zi does not return, and flowers are forbidden to sweep everywhere. Hate more and meet less, where can Mishima get drunk? Leaking the rules of the palace tree, worrying about locking the window of spring scenery. -In the Tang Dynasty, Yin Yi's "Full of Palace Flowers and Heavy Moon" was full of palace flowers and heavy moon.
The moon is heavy, people are quiet and fragrant. Romantic Di Zi does not return, and flowers are forbidden to sweep everywhere.
Hate more and meet less, where can Mishima get drunk? Leaking the rules of the palace tree, worrying about locking the window of spring scenery. Graceful and restrained, writing scenery to express cold and sorrow, being a pavilion at night and resting early as a shower. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog. Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? (One Scene: Beautiful Scenes) —— In Song Dynasty, Liu Yong wrote "Yulin makes the cicada chill", and Yulin makes the cicada chill.
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Farewell outside Kyoto, but not in the mood to drink, reluctant to leave, the people on board have been urging to start. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking of returning to the south this time, this journey is another road. Thousands of miles away, it is misty, and the night sky is a vast night fog.
Since ancient times, the most sad thing for sentimental people is to leave, not to mention the bleak autumn, how can they stand the sadness. Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Fear is just the edge, facing the sad morning wind and the setting sun of the waning moon. This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only. Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? 300 Song Ci poems, selected Song Ci poems, ancient high school poems, graceful and restrained, parting, love, scenery writing. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine. Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape. -Fan Zhongyan's "Imperial Street Tour to Qiu Si" in the Song Dynasty, Imperial Street Tour to Qiu Si
The fallen leaves are fragrant. Rolling up the brocade curtain of pearl string, the magnificent castle is empty, only the sky is faint, and the milky head is sprinkled on the earth. Every night, we can see the tulle moon, but the one we love is thousands of miles away. Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.
Wine has no entrance, but it turns into bitter tears. The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. This bitter waiting is still far away, although it is a long time, there is no way to escape. Song ci selection, graceful and restrained, autumn, writing scenery and cherishing people