Write poems praising things and expressing wishes.

Wang Anshi's << plum blossom >>

There are several plums in the corner, and cold ling blooms alone. It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.

Yu qiande & gt

A thousand hammers are hewn out of the mountain, and if the fire burns it, it will be idle. I am not afraid of broken bones, so I must leave my innocence in the world.

Poems describing objects

The ancients liked to recite things. There are only 602 1 poems in the whole Tang Dynasty, 504 poems in the early Tang Dynasty, 746 poems in the prosperous Tang Dynasty and 455 poems in the middle Tang Dynasty.

3556 songs in the late Tang Dynasty. Everything in nature, from mountains and rivers to flowers, birds, insects and fish, can be described and sung by poets. While describing them carefully, they pinned their feelings on them. -This gave birth to poetry about things.

"It's about chanting, and I'm on the cover." -Liu Xizai's Art Outline

"The shape is small and vivid." "Don't touch it, don't leave it."

The characteristic of poetry chanting things is to support ambition with things. The ancients liked to recite things. Everything in nature, from mountains and rivers to flowers, birds, insects and fish, can be the object of the poet's description, and all his feelings can be pinned on him.

The appreciation of chanting poems should be grasped from the following angles.

(1) Appreciate the author's grasp and description of the characteristics of the things he recited, that is, image analysis.

The ancients said that writing poems about things should be "never abandon", that is to say, don't stay on the surface of things (don't stay on things), but also conform to the characteristics of things praised (beautiful music). The ancients praised Lin Hejing's "thin shadow and shallow water, faint fragrance floating in the dusk of the moon" because the author wrote its awe-inspiring and clear expression through the silhouette of Bian Mei branch in the moonlight.

(2) Grasp the author's feelings about things.

Poetry is not only a symbol of ambition, but also an expression of feelings. Tao Yuanming chanted chrysanthemums, expressing his carefree mood; Lu you Yongmei, shows that he is not kitsch, stick to the integrity of justice. The emotional expression of some object-chanting poems is subtle and needs to be appreciated with heart.

Because of the author's different experiences, tastes and hobbies, as well as different angles of observing and understanding things, the same thing often has different images of mothers, such as mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, mother, daughter, daughter, daughter, daughter of mother.

Of course, not all poems about objects contain the author's certain sustenance, but with or without sustenance, a good poem about objects always attracts readers with its vivid image and strong aesthetic feeling, and reveals the author's attitude towards life, or entrusts with beautiful ideals, or implies the truth of life through what he praises, intentionally or unintentionally.

③ Analyze the writing skills of chanting poems.

Rhetorical devices such as personification, metaphor, pun and metonymy are often used in the overall conception of chanting poems. For example, Yu Qian's Ode to Lime: "A thousand hammers cut out a deep mountain, and if the fire burns idle. I am not afraid of broken bones, but I want to remain innocent in the world. " This is a relatively simple and straightforward poem about objects, in which the word "naive" is not only a recitation of the morphological characteristics of the object to be sung, but also a high summary of its charm and character. The value of this poem lies in its self-metaphor, which expresses a person's determination to be loyal to the country, not afraid of sacrifice and stick to noble sentiments. Singing Lyme is about your open mind and noble and innocent personality.

In terms of specific description, poems about objects usually adopt the method of side contrast, such as Lu Guimeng's "White Lotus Theory": "Plain flowers are often deceived, and this flower ends up in Yaochi. Who is ruthless and who is hateful? When the moon is clear, it will fall. " An Baili's unique temperament and charm is written on the background of "the moon is bright and the wind is clear".

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Noun words and expressions

author

feeling

horse

The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook.

Don't be a golden brain, go and step on the clear autumn.

Li he

Sick cow

Niu Geng's 1,000-acre disease has brought the fruits of labor to thousands of granaries, but its own spirit is very tired and exhausted, but who will pity its hard work?

But in order to satisfy all sentient beings, even if they are sick in the sun, they will not hesitate.

Li gang

cicada

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south.

I can't stand the shadow on my temple to break the heart of a white-haired prisoner.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind.

Who knows if he is still singing? Who is worried about the table?

A white horse with a black mane

visitor

king

mouse

The mouse in the official granary is like a bucket of rice. When you see someone, you want to open the granary and don't run.

The soldiers guarding the frontier have no food, and the industrious people are starving. Who sends the grain from the official warehouse to your mouth every day?

Cao Ye

Chinese plum

The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.

Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.

Wang Mian

chrysanthemum

The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.

If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua.

Chao Huang

lime

A thousand hammers hit the mountains, and the fire burns casually.

I don't care about death, I want to leave my innocence in the world.

Yu Qian

Chant: King Robin of the Tang Dynasty

Cicadas sing in the west, and guests think of the south. I couldn't stand the dark temple shadow, so I poisoned my bald head.

His flight passed through the thick fog, and his pure voice was drowned in the world of wind. Who knows if he is still singing? Who will listen to me? ?

The poem of lime is clear and modest.

A thousand hammers hit the mountains, and the fire burns casually.

Regardless of all the fragments, we should leave innocence in the world.

Wang Anshi's plum blossom

There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.

I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.