Reflections on "Only Tao is ordinary at that time"

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I don't know when to start reading Nalan Rong Ruo's poems. Maybe the memories of the past are still imprinted on my mind.

In high school, our class gave a speech on ancient poetry, and it was in this speech that he entered my soul.

Nalan Rongruo was born in the 11th year of Shunzhi in Qing Dynasty (1655). He is from Zhenghuangqi. His ancestors entered the customs from the dragon in the early Qing Dynasty, and his father was a pearl. He was the Minister of Records of the Kangxi Dynasty. Rong Ruo was gifted and learned from others. He was good at calligraphy, painting, riding and shooting. Seventeen are students, and eighteen have passed the provincial examination. Twenty-two-year-old, a scholar in the palace examination, a first-class bodyguard at the end of Jin Dynasty. He often accompanied Kangxi to patrol the frontier fortress. At the age of 31, he died of a cold.

Like his life, Nalan's poems are full of extraordinary splendour, but also mixed with a little sadness. I like An Yiru's description of Nalan's life very much: "The shirt and tears sigh and melt into an iceberg, and the dead can't be recalled. Finally, he saw God's punishment-let him feel the greatest imperfection in the most perfect life, just like a pear flower withered in the heyday of spring.

Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. It was just ordinary at that time. Visible beginning, unpredictable ending-life is like a March flower.

"Cloister one inch acacia, fall to the ground into loneliness. The background light and the moon have been covered for ten years; " Every time I read this, I won't burst into tears. After ten years of chasing the heart for ten years, I am silent and sad for love or for the fact that my confidant has separated. I don't know whether we have experienced it or in real life. The helplessness of life makes us unable to pray for the perfection of everything.

Looking at An Yiru's Life as First Meet, you can feel that she is a bookish/talented/gentle young woman. Her book is not only a literal understanding of classical poetry, but also a simple appreciation in the traditional sense. Instead, it leads readers to listen to a classic/shocking romantic past, and expresses modern people's yearning and sentiment for love with classic and beautiful essays.

In this dazzling information development era, "fast food culture" has made me more and more superficial, and "diligent thinking" has become extravagant. In this context, a detached girl appeared in front of my eyes, which really made my eyes shine! Whether you like reading this kind of books or not, one thing is certain: Yi Ru's book "Life is like seeing at first sight" has influenced me. Through her, I inspired myself to read more books and read good books. I also want to be as well-read and talented as her.

If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.

Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. What's more, if you are lucky and handsome, you will do it that day.

Although I don't talk much, I feel very fulfilled;

After reading "Only Tao was Ordinary at that time", I first came into contact with Nalan Ci. A woman who writes Nalan dictionary reviews in Xiaohong Building, Suzhou. She said that men are narcissistic animals and always look for mirrors that suit them in others. Rong Ruo is such a mirror, a mirror suitable for many people.

Ann wrote a book called "Only Tao was Ordinary at that time", which is a classic long-lasting love and also written by Nalan. The so-called truly thorough seeing is after reading. Plagiarism is disappointing, but I love the Nalan spirit in her book.

Carefully holding the past, staring at each other, tears streaming down her face, long memories, nowhere to end. Writing amazing sentences with a pen full of pen and ink has become a beautiful talk for later generations and the ultimate of literati.

A rich and powerful family, the son of a powerful minister, a beautiful wife and concubine, a family as beautiful as flowers and pure as jade. Almost everything you want will be satisfied. Different dude's bohemian, with broad and far-reaching ideals and wisdom, is the ultimate of powerful children.

Nalan's life is always in remembrance. It seems that he doesn't know the true meaning of missing your husband and getting old, and he doesn't understand the old saying in nine cases out of ten. Quiet in a person's sadness and memories. A beautiful wife and concubine, he missed the young lover who was first loved by Red Wall. Even at the beginning, she has broken the cocoon into a butterfly and become a woman who is good at playing tricks in the palace. It was not until Lu's death that he realized that the so-called treasure after loss continued the legacy of the past eulogy and became a swan song. People say that life always grows with missing. In retrospect, I think this sentence really suits him. Always stare at the past before passing away; After death, always pay attention to having time. However, at that time, only Tao was unusual.

Nalan Rong Ruo said that if life is like the first sight. My understanding is not limited to life and eternal love. Just like reading words, you don't have to understand the meaning. Just look at the surface of words, not limited to the accumulation of words, you think this is a beautiful thing. Often on the eve of reading a word deeply, it is the first appearance of the word that attracts it, not the deep meaning it contains. Nalan Ci is a sentence that is easy to remember for a long time at the moment of entry. Nalan Rong Ruo was highly praised by the Qing people, and Wang Guowei praised him: "This new arrival in the Central Plains has not been contaminated with the habits of the Han people, so it can be like this. Since the Northern Song Dynasty, there has been only one person. " Different from other euphemistic and sad words, Nalan Ci reveals the sadness of petty spirit from the depths. The love he said, the love he said, is natural without pinching, deep without affectation. In the history of ci poetry, there are even some literati who deliberately imitate the style of their youngest daughter's Love Kind, writing like collecting flowers, and also have Xin Qiji's subtle psychology of "worrying about adding new words". However, Nalan's ci screen ignores all this, leaving only a heart of "seeing things with the eyes of nature and expressing feelings with the tongue of nature".

After reading "At that time, the only way was ordinary" 3 "Who is cool when the west wind blows alone, and the yellow leaves close the window?" Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. Mo Jingchun was awakened by the wine, the gambling book was gone, and the tea splashed. At that time, it was just normal. "Late autumn courtyard, the sky is falling, and a thin shirt leans against the door. The setting sun is still bright, as if it were a lifetime ago, and my thoughts fly far away. ...

This is Nalan Rong Ruo's Huanxisha. The first time we met, it was in a book called Tao was unusual at that time. Almost all Nalan words are included in the book, and there are many well-known famous sentences, such as "If life is just like first sight". It happened to be named after this poem, which is not the most famous, and what kind of profound meaning it contains.

Contrary to the fate of most poets and poets, his life is short, but he has always been rich and comfortable. Supposedly, if he really wants to show off, he will only be a "teenager who doesn't know the taste of sorrow, but insists on worrying about adding new words." As a little flower in a greenhouse, what has he experienced before he can sigh that "it was unusual to only know at that time"?

He is one of the "three great poets in Qing Dynasty" and is known as "the first poet in Manchu Dynasty" and "the first scholar". Wang Guowei even praised him for "seeing things with natural eyes and expressing feelings with natural language" ... Since the Northern Song Dynasty, he has been the only one. "In the face of such a high evaluation, it stands to reason that his life is successful. And because he is young and successful, he has everything that a person pursues all his life, and he will pay attention to things other than material and spiritual.

After reading "At that time, the only way was ordinary", 4. Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing windows, nostalgic for the sunset.

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.

-"Huanxisha"

After reading this poem by Nalan Rong Ruo, I always feel deja vu. At that time, only Tao was ordinary. Yes, all kinds of life, many things, wait until the past to savor the taste, but when I was in it, I didn't feel all of them.

Things are different, and everyone who has experienced them has a deep understanding. The road we walked together, the scenery we saw together, the laughter we had together, and the sad song of tears we had together. I never thought that one day we could spend our lives together again, but nature made people leave at the fork of fate, and then I went back to the place where I once knew each other, leaving only prosperity and sadness everywhere.

What kind of heartache is that? Indulge in his, unknowingly frown. I have a beautiful image of my dead wife in my sleep, and my mind is full of bits and pieces of living together. When I woke up, I found that these originally simple lives could not be realized. All I thought was a dream. At that time, pottery was unusual, and it could only be found when it was really lost. The stronger the love, the more painful it is. It's not you who lost the world, it's me

There are also many people who say, what's the point of losing and cherishing? Then I can see from my heart that I can live every day with peace of mind and naturally live every day with my heart. This is what I think of as a treasure. There is no need to deliberately pursue old blooms.

Many times, I am looking back on the past, thinking of my naivety in primary school, my friendship in junior high school, my efforts in high school, military training, and many firsts. I'm always interested. Or sad, or happy, or sad and angry, anyway, these feelings are memories of past lives and thoughts of past lives. All kinds of past events, even if I can't go back, I finally have a good time, and I haven't forgotten it after turning over time and space, that's all.

People often say, I wish there were regret medicine in the world, and I can go back to the past, but even if I go back, what can I change? It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers. It is better to cherish the present than to be sentimental about the past.

In my past life journey, there are many memorable stories among the people I met. Many, many firsts are lovely and interesting in the youth yearbook. The first trip to have sex, the first snowball fight, the first trip to Wan Li. . . . . .

I always have to leave home to realize how kind my mother is and how cute my father is. At home, I never think these things are worth mentioning, but now, love that was once within reach has become a luxury because of distance. At that time, only Tao was ordinary. . . . . .

Once familiar friends, familiar classrooms, familiar books, once known each other, can no longer be found, but this is also the only way in life. The road to study is doomed to be lonely. Even if you can't always be with your past friendship, you won't be lonely as long as you remember it in your heart. Besides, new life is bound to meet new people, so take care of your present life, cherish those past memories in your mind and nourish your heart.

The deep sadness of Nalan's ci lies in the reflection of his thoughts and the mapping of love. Thinking about the past and thinking about the sunset, recalling the ordinary life in the past, I feel that her shadow is everywhere in life, but things have changed, life has settled, but the old friend is no longer there.

At that time, only Tao was ordinary, and now I feel even more sad.

After reading "Being Unique at that Time", I started with an easy-to-read book "Being Unique at that Time". Because of an accidental opportunity, I fell in love with Nalan Rong Ruo, thinking that with my own understanding ability, I could read his words at once, let alone taste the artistic conception. It is better to take a shortcut with the help of my predecessors. Fortunately, there are so many people with wit and good mood who like him, read his beautiful sentences, understand him and study him ... In her books, she makes no secret of her appreciation and love for him. Through her unique analysis and interpretation, I have also entered the realm more and more, and I can't put it down.

After I got this book, I found every opportunity to read it. Actually, I'm scared. I was not a person who liked ancient poetry before. Afraid that the gap is too big, I want to give up before I see half of it. But it turns out that I am really worried. Now, when I open a new article, I will carefully copy it on the paper, and go to Du Niang to check the explanation of each sentence and the source of a word inside until I understand the general idea of the whole article. Then I looked back and read an easy statement with a sense of picture. Following him in her pen is either sad or sighing … sighing and snapping your fingers … which will make you feel a little reluctant to stop. What should I do ...

I think Nalan Rong Ruo should be a Virgo! This ability to stay up all day is evident. Also, the Prime Minister thinks that the reality is silly and unclear, and he fantasizes all day that he can gamble with a woman who loves each other on the pure land, be a fairy couple, and stay away from the world. But that place is just a fantasy after all. Besides, with his character, he can't get rid of the worldly baggage at all. Whether it is the sense of responsibility in his career or the feelings of feeding back the two old people at home, he can't let go easily. Such a person sees everything too clearly and thoroughly. It is a kind of happiness that people can lead a life in a muddle. His heart is like a mirror. He is bound by reality, and he can't break it or earn it. He can only suffer by himself. The closer you get to the group around you, the more you will feel sorry for him and be willing to wronged your confidante. His confidante really didn't end well. A person's life is short. Is it really enough for a person to remember and miss himself? !

When you think about it carefully, it is actually inappropriate for people like Rong Ruo to live in which era. He is in the prime minister's office, but he does not seek fame; He cares about the country and the people, but he can't display his talents to change the status quo; He is infatuated, but after all, he can't find a confidante to accompany him for life. Rong Ruo's attitude towards fame and fortune in cool thin is unheard of by secular people. He likes him, loves him and has always been a woman. But even a woman who worships her like Yi Ru can't completely agree with him. I believe she should like him very much. His talent and tolerance, his concern and respect for women living in that era, his infatuation and long-lasting love, and his persistence in love are all addictive and deeply rooted. However, she is also very critical of his practice of staying away from the world when he is dissatisfied with the status quo. He just wants to live in his imaginary world of thatched cottages, bamboo forests, pear trees and spring flowers all over the wall, and stay with his lover for a long time. But reality is reality, and it is fair after all. If you don't get it, you won't feel the pain of loss. In any case, you should not blame others. You can only succeed by your own efforts and striving for everything and seizing the opportunity. You shouldn't just dwell on your own delusions and personal restraint every day. If you can't escape from life, then use death to escape! ! ! Timidity and cowardice should never appear in the vocabulary to describe him. I don't wanna give up! !

Mo Yan said after reading "The Tao was extraordinary at that time": "Time is terrible, and days pass like water." Floating life is just a blink of an eye, and laughter disappears in an instant. This ups and downs of the' road to life' is always unsatisfactory. Look, the clouds on the horizon are slowly dispersing. "Youth is a book that is too hasty." Yes, it was in a hurry, and it ended hastily before I could figure out how to write it. Time is the sand in your hand. The more you try to hold on to it, the faster it will flow. You can only watch it pass away, but there is nothing you can do. The most depressing word in this world is "helplessness". When we get old, we also know that some things are lost and can never come back.

They say that beauty is old, but there are more old than beauty? Even the same person, in the same place and at different times, has different moods. As Li Yian once wrote, "Fragrant flowers have run out", those fragrant flowers, those warm winds, those lingering scenery and those past events are all like that wisp of flowers, passing under our noses, quietly disappearing into this 90,000-foot-long world of mortals. Nowadays, these two streams can't carry many sad boats, nor are they like the boats that shuttle through the depths of lotus flowers in Xiting at sunset. At this point, Li Yian has passed away in his prime, and he is alone.

When Su Shi was demoted to Lingnan, he wrote the famous sentence "This peaceful place is my hometown". Mo Yan said that his relationship with his hometown is the relationship between fish and water, and the relationship between land and crops. What about me? The girl who was once coaxed by her uncles and must listen to the story of "the prince and princess live happily together" at night; The girl who stumbled with her grandfather's "thin shadow and shallow water"; Girls who like to come back with mud in criss-crossing fields. Now, I only stay in the misty memory, polished like a layer of ground glass by time, which is not very real. Now this girl is getting more and more silent and unaccustomed to dealing with people. Only by being locked in a small room can she feel free. Sometimes she will spend an afternoon or a day reading and writing a few words. For me, life is like water from an ancient well, and there is nothing to say. Only occasionally will I struggle to throw down a few stones, and then quietly make a few ripples. A dull life, only those who have experienced ups and downs and are stumped by fate will have expectations. But this is not what I want.

Bishop said that it is not difficult to master the art of losing; A lot of things seem to be lost, and it is not a disaster to lose them. But I just want to get back those memories that make me happy.

I like to add a prefix-"mine" in front of something I like, as if to announce to people all over the world that the ownership of this thing is mine. My hometown, an ordinary village in the south of the Yangtze River, has blue tiles and red bricks, and the eaves are raised high, like a blue couple. I haven't seen you for years. It's changed a long time ago. The red couplets at the gates have stayed in the wind and rain for a long time, and they are mottled with the years and gradually fade; Those childhood playmates don't talk much when they meet. They just said hello and walked around like strangers. In retrospect, my favorite thing is to secretly dig up sweet potatoes from other people's fields with them when the weather gets cold, bury them in the fire and bake them. The soft and sweet taste is not comparable to any delicacies; Or in spring and summer, eating wild vegetables pulled down from the hillside and eating a mouthful of green juice; Or lie comfortably by the river, let the sun shine through the cracks in the leaves, jump on your eyelids warmly, and chew the thatched white and slightly sweet roots in your mouth. As Mo Yan said in his book, "Like the legendary Shennong, we have tasted almost all kinds of plants and insects in the field." Now, that kind of memory and taste is limited to memory. Xiaoqi, who used to play with me the most, has now arrived in that city with eight time differences forever. Come to think of it, we are not only separated by distance, but also by time and space that can't be crossed, which will be intertwined forever.

Mo Yan said: "I am the season of wheat harvest every year."

After reading "At that time, the only way was ordinary", 7 "Who read the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and thinking about the past and the sunset?"

It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea. "

This is a poem in Huanxisha written by Nalan Rong Ruo, but I know little about Nalan Rong Ruo's personality, especially his poems. I really got to know him deeply, from a girl endowed with crystal clear to this generation of sentimental talented poets in the early Qing Dynasty, and through her pen, a trickle stirred up a drop of water to cross the time and space more than 400 years ago and fall back. I can't imagine how a modern girl can know and perceive the inner world of Nalan Rong Ruo more than 400 years ago. Perhaps this is also a bosom friend meeting in time and space.

Once upon a time, we all had a casual miss. There are too many things that are often overlooked, such as missing the flowering season, missing the blooming season, and missing the most precious drop of dew in life. Rong Ruo has been in love all his life, and he forgot to have it if he lost it; When he woke up, it was another real loss. Rong Ruo lived for two women all his life. When he was young, his childhood cousin Nalan Xuemei, the lover "Xie Niang" mentioned many times in his words, died young because she was elected to the palace. From then on, he missed the marriage of wood and stone and spent three years with Lu. It is said that there is another legend in unofficial history, that is, Shen Wan, a talented woman in the south of the Yangtze River, is a confidante. Many of his poems are addressed to his late wife Lu. It's a pity that he inadvertently ignored Lu. It is not so much nostalgia for former lovers as a pity for Lu in the next few years. For example, Cao Xueqin, a junior, wrote a book A Dream of Red Mansions decades later, in which Jia Baoyu was immersed after Lin Daiyu's death. People often know how to cherish when they lose it. In the analysis of her poems, we can see that Anyi, with her unique insights like transcendental wisdom, opens a "wine talk" for us page by page, leading readers to analyze Rong Ruo's true feelings and reappear his feelings, injuries, thoughts and pains. Throughout his life, he lingered in remembrance and sadness, and passed away in helplessness and sigh, like a human being. ...

An Yiru, a girl born in Xuancheng, Anhui Province after 80s, perhaps because she was born in Jiangnan, presents readers with a unique exquisite, graceful and elegant beauty. What kind of knowledgeable girl is she? And her 2 1 10,000-word collection of classical poetry appreciation, "Only Tao was unusual at that time", gives readers a brand-new way to interpret and understand the literary value, which is incisive and in place, and is the biggest highlight of this book. From this, we can see a more real Rong Ruo, an emotional and talented poet, whose love, thoughts and resentment are as sharp as his cone. I like a passage in her book: "At that time, only Tao was ordinary." There was nothing, and two pairs of confidants chatted faintly and leisurely. People will get old and their hearts will be barren. This is not a naive and shameful oath at first, but it will make people calm and silent after many turnovers in love. "

Of course, my understanding of Rong Ruo's poems is very late and superficial. Several friends recommended his poems to me before, just because I had a serious prejudice against China's classical poems. I will really catch up in this respect in the future, hehe. I am really grateful to meet such a good book and bring us a different understanding of life. Because it is difficult to meet each other, the bosom friend is in the text.

Comments on Tao Pingfan at that time 8 Tao Pingfan at that time is an appreciation collection of classical poems by Ann. She doesn't do pedantic textual research, but connects with the present reality and the love and hate between men and women, so as to pay attention to the present and explore the same sadness as the present. In this way, her appreciation of American literature has been loved by a large number of readers, and people have read what they want to say and rest from her works and found empathy.

Although the number of his ci works is small, and his vision is not broad because of his identity experience, this does not prevent Nalan's ci from being unique and sharp, pointing directly at his heart. Among them, love (mourning) is the most sad word, which makes people sing. "Who read the west wind alone cool, rustling yellow leaves close the window and reminisce about the past, and the sun sets. I was so drunk that I fell asleep in the spring that I spilled tea on books. At that time, this was just a normal phenomenon. " Huanxisha is one of Nalan's classic works, written in memory of his wife Lu. There are many sweet and unforgettable memories and sorrows hidden in the sentence "Only Tao was unusual at that time".

Who can control a person's birth? Nalan Rong Ruo was born in a powerful family, but he couldn't choose the object he liked. Although his wife is gentle and refined, she is not the same as the woman she likes. For his wife's feelings, the most is pity. Suddenly, I feel that people who are powerful in ancient times are very pitiful. What they can have is not what they want. What they face is not only the words of their parents' matchmakers, but also the terrible three obedience and four virtues. However, how many modern people want to be in the family of powerful people and enjoy a prosperous day? They would rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bike. Sadly, it is not the times, sadly, it will always be human.

Not long ago, I had a strange dream. I dreamed of my other half. It may be ridiculous, but it actually reflects my desire for a sincere love. However, in reality, it is not so easy to meet the right person. Will others stop for you when they meet you? It is often said that I have already confessed first. Even if I regret it, I at least tried. However, repentance is your right. Don't forget what trouble your confession will bring to others. With luck, the two will come together sweetly. If you are unlucky, how embarrassing it will be to meet again in the future. It is better to carefully bury this heart in your heart!

I once liked a boy in the third grade, and I still feel this way. There has been little contact since the first year of high school, and there is almost no online chat. However, I have been watching him silently. Young feelings are simple enough to bury an emotional change in your heart and deal with all difficulties. Of course, the condition is that this feeling has been maintained.

Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets. It was just ordinary at that time. Yes, when the world is what you want, accept it when there is nothing you can do. What if you don't accept it? It's nothing. You are just bored by yourself. Take a step back and you will still see the road ahead.