Yang Wanli
Series: 300 ancient poems
Su Xinshi xugong branch
The fence is sparse, a path leads to the distance, and the petals on the tree fall, but the shade has not yet formed.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again.
To annotate ...
1. Su Xinshi Xugongdian: New City: Place Name. This is a new city in Deqing County, Zhejiang Province. Xincheng was also the brewing center of the Song Dynasty. * * * set up a wine tax official in Xincheng, which was held by Zhu Shu, the son of Zhu. Yang Wanli is addicted to the wine at the mouth of the new city west. Drunk. Leave the Xugong store in the new city. The name of the hotel is Dian, which is run by a family named Xu. (Gong: an ancient title of respect for a man).
2. Hedging down: fence.
3. Sparse: Sparse.
4. Path: Path.
5. Profound: Profound.
6. Tree top: At the top of the branch.
7. no: no.
8. Yin: The leaves are lush and dense.
9. hurry: run.
10. Huang Die: Beautiful yellow butterfly.
1 1. Found: found.
translate
In the spring of March, it's time for a hundred flowers to blossom and birds to sing and flowers to smell. How can I Yang Wanli resist the temptation of spring! Soaking in the spring breeze and stepping on it, I am very happy to go to the countryside. When the last sunset glow fell, I finally came to the mountain village. Oh, I'm tired. Let's stay in this "new city Xugong store"! In the early morning of the next day, the crisp sound of birds woke me up from my sleep. I got dressed, got out of bed and opened the window: Oh! What fresh country air! What a charming pastoral scenery! What you see is the path leading to the distance, the fences scattered on both sides of the path and the golden rape flowers in the distance. I couldn't help walking out of the hut and onto the path. Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms that once flourished have long since withered. There are also several poplars on the roadside, each of which spits out new green leaves, and the crystal dew on the leaves shines in the early morning sun; There are countless green silk tapestries hanging on the willows over there, floating in the soft spring breeze; Birds are singing touching songs in the branches; The grass shook its head, as if dancing spring dance ... Ah, it's really intoxicating. The rape blossoms in full bloom in the vegetable garden are opening their delicate petals, facing the sun and blowing the spring breeze. How lively it is! I squatted down, holding a bunch of golden rape flowers, and the elegant fragrance came to my nose. When I look carefully, there is a hint of pale white in the yellow petals, revealing a touch of light green, and the petals are somewhat transparent and translucent. Suddenly, a silvery laughter caught my eye like a strong magnet. It turned out that a group of lovely urchins were catching butterflies. At this moment, a butterfly landed on the cauliflower, and a little girl crept up to it and caught it like lightning. The girl showed off the butterfly in front of her companions. Because of excessive excitement, her hand was released and the clever butterfly flew away with a swish. By the time the girl reflected, the butterfly had flown to the vegetable garden and could not be found. The little girl never gave up and began to catch butterflies. Those butterflies flew leisurely, sometimes swaying in front of her eyes, sometimes hovering overhead, sometimes falling on branches, and sometimes biting the grass ... as if deliberately teasing her. Seeing that the little girl was about to get it, Huang Die flew into the flowers with a whoosh. She bent down to look for butterflies among the flowers. She searched and searched, but she couldn't find out where it was hidden.
Make an appreciative comment
This is a poem describing the pastoral scenery in late spring, depicting a scene of spring and lovely children. The first two sentences, "The hedge is sparse all the way, and the flowers at the top of the tree are not shaded", point out the happy and naive background of children catching butterflies. There are sparse fences and deep paths here. There are some trees beside the fence, petals are falling from the branches, and the young leaves are not fluttering like butterflies.
Shadow: fences and paths, pointing out that this is the countryside; "Flowers fall before they turn cloudy" and "cauliflower" in the sentence indicate that it is late spring season.
The last two sentences, "Children are scrambling to catch up with Huang Die, flying into cauliflower and nowhere to be found", turn the crayon to the center of the picture and depict the happy scene of children catching butterflies. "Catch up" and "catch up" mean to run fast and catch up quickly. These two verbs are very vivid, vividly depicting children's innocent and lively, curious and competitive manner and psychology. And "Flying into cauliflower is nowhere to be found" suddenly turned the moving lens into stillness. The word "nowhere to be found" leaves readers room for imagination and aftertaste, as if a child who is at a loss in the face of golden cauliflower emerges in front of him.
This poem is simple, natural and vivid by using the technique of line drawing. Yang Wanli, an honest official, was once hated by traitors. After being removed from office, he lived in a village for a long time. He is very familiar with rural life, and his description of nature is very touching and interesting.
The author of this poem has written more than 20,000 poems in his life, including a large number of landscape poems. His poems are fresh and interesting, ingenious in conception, popular in language and unique, which is as famous as Lu You and others at that time. This poem is a seven-character quatrain describing rural scenery. The title of the poem implies that the content of the poem is what the poet saw during his stay in Xugong Store.
When the poet lived in a new town in Deqing County, Zhejiang Province, a family named Xu opened an inn and he saw a rape field with yellow flowers in full bloom. There are happy children running. They are chasing yellow butterflies. The yellow butterfly flies into the yellow rape flower, and the children can't tell which is the butterfly and which is the yellow flower, so they can't find the butterfly anymore. The poet vividly described the beautiful rural scenery with simple language and praised the great motherland.