Original text A Flowering Tree
How to let me meet you
At this most beautiful moment
For this
I have prayed before the Buddha for five hundred years
I prayed to the Buddha to let us have a mortal relationship
The Buddha then turned me into a tree
Grows by the roadside that you must pass by
Under the sun
It blooms carefully with flowers
Every flower is my hope in the previous life
When you come closer
Please listen carefully
The trembling leaves
It is my passion for waiting
And when You finally walked by indifferently
The thing that fell on the ground behind you
My friend
Those are not petals
That is My Withering Heart
Appreciation
It should be said that I read this poem by Xi Murong very early on. I remember that I liked this poem very much at the beginning, so I read it I wrote it on the front page of my textbook. I like its gentle rhythm and its light, but actually very strong, emotion.
When I was in college, I once saw this poem in a journal. It was also from that time that I began to understand Xi Murong and her poetry.
Xi Murong, Mongolian female poet. Originally from Ming'an Banner, Chahar League, Inner Mongolia. The full name of Mongolia is Mulun Xilianbo, which means mighty river. She is from the Mongolian royal family, and her grandmother is a royal princess. During his father's military life, Xi Murong was born in Sichuan. He started writing poems in his diary at the age of thirteen. At the age of fourteen, he entered the Art Department of Taipei Normal University and later the Art Department of National Taiwan Normal University. In 1964, he entered the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Brussels, Belgium, specializing in oil painting. After graduation, he served as an associate professor in the Fine Arts Department of Hsinchu Normal College in Taiwan. He has held dozens of personal exhibitions, published collections of paintings, and won many painting awards. In 1981, Taiwan's Dadi Publishing House published Xi Murong's first collection of poems, "Qili Xiang", and it was reprinted seven times within a year. Other poetry collections have also been reprinted. Xi Murong writes mostly about love, life and nostalgia. His writing is extremely beautiful, elegant and clear, lyrical and smart, and full of true love for life.
If we can understand the intention of the poem while appreciating the poem, then we will have understanding. As Yuan Haowen said: "Poets always say Xikun is good, but they only hate that no one writes Zheng Jian |" This means that no matter how good and beautiful Li Shangyin's poems are, we can't understand them if no one helps us understand them. If you understand the metaphors and symbols in it and don't understand why it is written this way, you will not be able to appreciate its beauty. And this song "A Blossoming Tree" is about love. In my opinion, it is more like unrequited love. Let us first assume that this poem is the voice of a boy when he admires a girl.
From the first sentence "How to let me meet you, at this most beautiful moment". We can imagine that a boy met a girl at a certain time and place. When he saw her for the first time, the boy's heart beat rapidly. This girl was beautiful, and her noble temperament deeply touched the boy's heart. So this boy came here every day and looked at the intersection, hoping to meet her again and see her again. But you may not always be able to meet this girl. Boys will always be disappointed, so they said, "For this, I have been praying to the Buddha for five hundred years, asking the Buddha to let us form a mortal relationship." The approach of imagining is used here. Many times we believe in fate and think that fate is arranged by God. The phrase "five hundred years of waiting is worth looking back once in this life" is also an annotation of fate. So at this time, I hope that the Buddha can give me and this girl a beautiful marriage, even if I have to kneel before the Buddha for 500 years, I am willing to do so. There is a very popular song "Praying for Buddha" recently. I think everyone has heard it. It sings, "Can we meet again? I have been praying for thousands of years in front of Buddha. I am willing to spend several lives in exchange for our lifelong love." , I hope it can move God|". Maybe it’s because it’s too difficult for many people to meet someone they like. That’s why we have to pray to Buddha for thousands of years to form a lifelong love. The depth of our love is amazing. To be moved. In this poem, the boy also believes that he and this girl have this fate. If there is no fate, then why can he meet her so many times instead of others? Since we have fate, how to cherish it|?
"The Buddha then turned me into a tree and grew it by the roadside that you must pass by." This sentence uses a symbolic technique and uses the hands of the Buddha to compare myself to a tree. We can also imagine that sometimes we did not see her appearance, so we were very sad and happened to see a tree by the roadside. The boy then thought that it would be great if he could become a tree. In that case, he could meet this girl many times.
"Under the sun, flowers bloom carefully, and each one is my hope in the past life." If this tree wants to bloom, it is understandable that at this time, the boy may have some hints, maybe Sometimes it's an "accidental" glance when passing by a girl; or when she passes near a boy, the boy will deliberately raise his voice and speak loudly to attract her attention; and his eyes are always following her If you see that familiar figure, you will immediately become energetic and energetic. If you don't see her, you will be like an eggplant beaten by frost, languid all day long.
I also think about her when I go to bed at night, thinking about how wonderful it would be if I could become friends with her. I always hope to see her every day, even if it is her beautiful back.
"When you come closer, please listen carefully. The trembling leaves are my passion for waiting." The boy hopes that the girl can understand his heart and hope that she can take a look at him. When she passes by, close your eyes and enjoy her scent remaining in the air. Maybe from that time on, the boy knew what it felt like to like a girl, the feeling of his heart beating when he saw her. Here, the excitement of seeing the girl is compared to the trembling leaves, vividly depicting the uncontrollable mood when meeting the one you love.
"And when you finally walked by without any regard/the friend that fell on the ground behind you/that was not a flower petal/that was my withered heart" uses a kind of rhetoric here to emphasize The loss of heart after being injured and the girl's long-term neglect made the boy a little frustrated. The withered heart was more like his own broken heart when he was disappointed. That persistent or stubborn "trembling" can only be caused by "you walked by indifferently." What "I" seek for five hundred years is not disappointment, but despair. The few remaining petals on the branch were so desperate that their hearts were broken. They suddenly and silently returned to the dust as quietly as they had waited. This is the destination of the waiting life.
Everything is so beautiful, the beauty is in that light but actually very strong emotion, the real feeling makes people daydream and intoxicate in that beautiful time. Of course, if you like someone, you have to say it. Love lies in confession. If you always hide it in your heart, it may become pain and regret, which requires some courage. Of course, the reason why many people don't dare to express their feelings may be because they are afraid of rejection by the other party. Another reason is that they are afraid of being misunderstood by girls, thus slandering their image in the minds of the people they like. I think if it is sincere and well-intentioned, as long as you have some courage and some rational understanding, I think everything should not be a problem.