How do you feel after listening to the rain in the middle of the night in Jiangnan?

Comment on Yu Guangzhong's Listening to the Cold Rain

Mr. Yu Guangzhong has an essay "Listening to the Cold Rain", and the name alone makes people like it and want to write something.

A person sitting quietly, listening to the falling rain outside the window, how many memories and feelings should arise in my heart.

Li Houzhu's poems in his later years are always full of rain, continuous spring rain and intermittent autumn rain, as if telling the regret and pain of family ruin and national ruin.

"The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the awaken of spring is fading. Luozhou can't tolerate five more cold. I don't know that I am a guest in my dream, I am greedy. " Langtaosha

"It was windy and rainy yesterday, and curtains rustled in autumn."

"Autumn wind, rain and. There are three bananas outside the curtain, and the night is long! " Endless longing

Such sentences can be seen everywhere in Bianjing after the national subjugation, but in his early ci, there is hardly any meaning about rain.

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To some extent, rainy days and dark nights have the same quality, which obscures the noise of the world and makes the world return to simplicity and similarity in the sound of rain.

Let the heart return to the essence in the rain. It is no wonder that rain will become a sentimental emotional symbol in the eyes of many literati, bearing the responsibility of interpreting the vicissitudes of the world.

The function of expressing life emotion. On this point, the most appropriate example, is probably the Southern Song Dynasty poet Jie Jiang's "Young Beauty? Listen to the rain.

"Young listen to the rain, red candle sleep. In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. Now listen to the rain monk lu, the temple has been

The stars are also. Sad separation is always ruthless, and it will last until dawn before the next step. "

In this poem, the author only cut three "Listening to the Rain", but it shows the different life experiences and feelings of listening to the rain in adolescence, middle age and old age.

Huai, especially the sad mood after the national subjugation, makes people feel empathy and infinite melancholy.

But listening to the rain is also very different.

"Also, after a night of rain, the treetops are full of spring", "But now I still remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were folded". This is a sentence from a poet in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, full of life.

Pleasure and happiness.

"When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pond", "When raindrops illuminate the yellow leaves, the lamp illuminates my white hair". In the late Tang Dynasty, there was more rain.

It is parting from sorrow, it is the bitterness of life, just like the atmosphere of that era.

Of course, the feeling in the rain is also related to the temperament of individual life. It is difficult for a person like Su Like Dongpo who is willing to understand life to express his words.

Looking for sadness in the rain.

"Don't listen to the leaves in the forest, why don't you sing slowly. Bamboo poles and shoes are lighter than horses. Who's scared? A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life. The cold spring breeze woke me up,

Slightly cold. The mountains are oblique and the moonlight welcomes guests. Looking back at the bleak land, there is no rain and no sun. "

Many people are familiar with this song "Dingfeng". Even after thousands of years, it seems that we can still see Dongpo bamboo sticks and sandals singing in the rain.

Xiao Xuxing's appearance, this is really a naive person full of passion for life. In the preface, the author said: On March 7th, it was raining on Hu Sha Road.

. The rain gear went first, and the peers were all in a mess. I couldn't feel it alone. It has cleared up. Let's do this. You know, this year (Song Shenzong Yuanfeng five years, AD 1082.

), Dongpo is living in exile in Huangzhou, at the first trough of his life, but the author's pen is optimistic and cheerful rather than bitter.

Mood. Dongpo also wrote many poems related to rain in his life, such as Xi Yu Ting Ji, the drizzle was oblique, and the wind was bleak yesterday, and the white rain was like pearls.

Ship ",but whether in good times or bad times, the rain written by Dongpo is full of vitality, just like his life.

The fascination with rain seems to be the tradition of China literati, and you can always hear the rain looming in their words.

Among modern writers, Zhou Zuoren is probably the one who has a soft spot for rain and the most complicated feelings. Zhou Zuoren likes rain, and he puts himself

Our study is called "Kuyu Zhai", and there are two collections of essays, namely "Book on a Rainy Day" and "Talking about Rain". In the introduction of "Wind and Rain Talk", Zhou

The screenwriter said: I like this topic very much. ..... I shoot the three chapters of Wind and Rain, and I especially love its artistic conception. The other is in the preface 2 of the book Rainy Day.

Zhou Zuoren wrote: But I like this topic very much, and I still use it as the name of this little book. There is a very well-written book about rainy days.

There is a passage in the famous prose "Bitter Rain" that says: lying in a small boat, listening to the sound of falling rain, coupled with Nai's oars and "Come to the pond and rely on it."

The voice of going on is a dreamlike poem. In the final analysis, Zhou Zuoren likes rain, and he likes the dreamy poetry it creates. In that way

However, dreams are just dreams after all. In the bitter reality, what Zhou Zuoren realized was not poetry, but the trivial helplessness and pain of life.

When the storm of the national anti-Japanese war resounded through China, Zhou Zuoren hid in the bitter rain camp, but his dream of weaving rain was soon shattered. male

I had to make a quick choice and walked out of the most disgraceful step in my life. Perhaps, from now on, whenever you knock on the window on a rainy night, Zhou Zuoren will never hear it again.

It's not poetic rain, but a miserable life.

It seems that foreign scholars are less interested in rain than China, which may be one of the differences between Chinese and foreign literature, but the reason is that

Can't say. The only book I know about rain is John, an English writer in the18th century. A book by Smith.

Japanese, translated into Chinese, can also be called rainy day books. I wonder if Zhou Zuoren's title came from this? Unfortunately, I haven't read this book.

However, I only read a quotation from the poet Blake's poems. It is said that the author is a good friend of Blake. It is a fresh rain song.

Guan's poems are unforgettable. It says: My room is getting dark/it's almost noon/the dark blue sky/a rain cover, and the rain finally falls.

Come/heal the girls' wounds/save them from the sad and deformed morning …/We dance in the last drizzle. This poem is called "Girls and"

Rain written by contemporary English poet Penero? Chater. Of course, it is impossible for this sporadic rain-writing fragment to spread to China with a long history.

Comparatively speaking, however, Yu's poetic image is not unique to China literature, but worldwide.

Heidegger said: people live poetically. This is a supreme humanistic ideal, but it is undeniable that poetry is being influenced by post-modern society.

Real expulsion. Rain is also disappearing from our text and gradually degenerating into a pure natural phenomenon. It's hard to imagine a city living in an urban forest.

People in movies still have leisure to listen to the rain. Even if there is, what can he hear? Probably only raindrops hit hard streets and concrete roofs.

That monotonous voice, and almost boring noise. Who can understand "the rain hits the banana and reads the red chamber"

Poetic and picturesque, who can hear the sounds of nature played by rain in nature? Maybe one day, rain is just a term in the weather forecast, and

All we need to do is take an umbrella when we go out.

This article is reproduced from the middle school Chinese teaching resource network.