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Author: Wu Wenying Dynasty: Southern Song Style: Ci

Listen to the wind and rain, listen to the Qingming, and worry about grass and flowers. In front of the building is a dark road with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness. It is expected that the wine will be cold in spring, and the birds will sing in the dream.

Sweep the pavilion in the West Park every day and enjoy the new sun. The wasp frequently pounced on autumn, and for a while, her hands were fragrant and dew, and she was disappointed that she could not spend her honeymoon and lived in seclusion all night.

To annotate ...

1 grass: scribble, start.

2 Flower inscription: Mourning. Bury, bury. Ming: A style. Ming: A style.

3 green and dark: refers to the shade of trees.

4 Break-up method: where to break up.

⑤ Cold: Describe the slight cold in spring.

6 Chinese wine: drunk.

⑦ Miscellaneous: Describe clutter.

8 Qiu Qiansuo: the rope of the swing.

Pet-name ruby: Yuanyang is embroidered on the shoes, which refers to women's shoes, and here refers to women.

translate

Listening to the bitter wind and rain, I lived a clear and lonely life alone, hastily hid the fallen flowers everywhere with sadness, and I drafted the inscription of sad burial flowers. The dark place in front of the building is where I once said goodbye. Every wisp of willow inside has an inch of tenderness. In the warm and cold spring, I was drinking alone, with a little drunkenness, trying to reunite with the beautiful woman in my dream, but I was awakened by the mixed cry of yellow flowers. Every day, I send people to clean the balconies and Woods of Xiyuan, but I still come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the new sunny day. Bees frequently pounce on the swing you've been swinging, and there is still the fragrance left by your delicate hands on the rope. How disappointed and sad I am, I hope your beautiful image will never be heard from. On the lonely and empty steps, green moss has grown overnight.

Make an appreciative comment

Most of Wu Wenying's words are gorgeous and obscure, which is hard to understand. But this word is elegant and plain, delicate and euphemistic. This word is the work of Qingming Huairen. The first part organically combines the bleak scene of Tomb-Sweeping Day with the author's deep thought. The next part writes that the Qingming Festival has passed, the wind and rain have stopped, and the weather has cleared up, but I miss my lover who has not gone. Why not? The poem expresses the author's melancholy over the past, and shows the author's infinite yearning and hope for the right person. Full of charm and long style. Regarding the writing background of this poem, Chen Xun's analysis is more reasonable. He said, "I miss concubines. This concentration is common. The title of "Crossing the River Cloud" says that "the West Lake is Qingming" is the beginning of an encounter, which is the first Qingming after that. Lead the way in front of the building. At this time, Jue Weng still lives in the West Lake. It wasn't built in a day. It's sunny except for wind and rain, and that's the only way I can live. Sweeping the forest pavilion, expecting a return, is boring. When you see the swing, you think about your hands, because the flapping of bees thinks about the fragrance, which is purely delusional. You can't spend your honeymoon. I still hope it will come; Moss grows all night, and there is no trace to be found, just a day of melancholy "("Hai Gan Shuo Ci "). This passage is very helpful and reliable for understanding this word. Because it is the first Qingming after parting, I miss you more deeply, and I also dream that my lover can come again, so I miss you very much. The greater my hope, the greater my disappointment, and the more painful my spirit is. This word is deeply loved by readers because of its true feelings, novel environment and elegant language. Chen Tingzhuo said: "Love is deep, but language is extremely pure and elegant, and language is also high" ("Baiyuzhai Thorn").

Say goodbye to Cambridge again

-Xu Zhimo

I left quietly,

When I came softly;

I waved gently,

Say goodbye to the western clouds.

Golden willow by the river.

Is the bride in the sunset?

Shadows in the waves,

Ripple in my heart.

Green grass on the soft mud,

Oily, swaying at the bottom of the water;

In the gentle waves of He Kang River,

I would like to be an aquatic plant.

A pool in the shade of a tree,

Not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky.

Crushed between floating algae,

Precipitate a rainbow-like dream.

Looking for dreams? Lift a long pole,

Back to the greener grass,

Full of stars,

Play a song in the starlight

But I can't play songs,

Quiet is a farewell flute;

Summer insects are also silent for me,

Silence is Cambridge tonight!

I left quietly,

Just as I came quietly;

I waved my sleeve,

Don't take away a cloud.

Brief introduction of Xu Zhimo:

Xu Zhimo (1896- 193 1) is a native of Haining, Zhejiang. 1920 Studying in the UK. 1923 joined the crescent society and became the representative poet of the crescent society poetry school. The poem was written in Shanghai on June 6th, 1928+065438.

"Chi mo is a butterfly, not a bee. The benefits of women are lost, and the disadvantages of women make him sacrifice. " -Bing Xin

Hu Shi once said: "His outlook on life is really a' simple belief', and there are only three big characters in it: one is love, the other is freedom, and the third is beauty. He dreams that these three ideal conditions can be met in his life, which is his' simple belief'. The history of his life is only the history of his pursuit of this simple belief. " (In memory of Xu Zhimo) If so, isn't the poet's wandering by the He Kang River a microcosm of this pursuit? Xu Zhimo advocates artistic poetry. He deeply admired Yiduo's poetic ideas of beauty in music, painting and architecture, especially in music. He even said, "... only when we understand that the life of poetry lies in its internal rhythm can we appreciate the true interest of poetry: no matter how noble your thoughts are and how passionate your emotions are, you have to use them thoroughly to' musicalize' (that is, poeticize) in order to gain an understanding of poetry ..." (Poetry Publishing Holiday).

On the other hand, this poem "Biekangqiao": the whole poem consists of seven sections, four lines each, two meals each, eclectic, rigorous, rhyming strictly, two or four rhymes, cadence and catchy. This beautiful rhythm ripples like ripples, which is not only the voice of pious students seeking dreams, but also conforms to the ebb and flow of poets' emotions and has a unique aesthetic pleasure. The seven verses are strewn at random, and the rhythm spreads slowly in them, which is quite a poet's temperament of "white robe and thin suburban island". It can be said that it embodies Xu Zhimo's poetic beauty thought.

Appreciation is as follows:

I left quietly/as I came gently; /I waved gently,/saying goodbye to the clouds in the western sky.

The poet will leave school the next day. In the evening when the sun is setting and the sunset clouds are all over the sky, the author once again came to his alma mater, wandering in this familiar environment, and a feeling of reluctance can not help but attack my heart.

He first had a heart-to-heart communication with the clouds in the western sky: you may float on the green lawn, decorate the blue sky and block the hot sun for me; Now, you have drifted to the distant horizon, and I am leaving you. Farewell, my white clouds; Farewell, lovely alma mater!

The golden willow by the river/is the bride in the sunset; /Beautiful shadows in the waves,/rippling in my heart.

The poet turned his eyes to the banks of the He Kang River: How familiar the weeping willows on the banks are. Once upon a time, with the gentle spring breeze, the long and soft willows swayed gently and brushed their cheeks many times. At this moment, she is still so soft and long, swaying in the gentle evening breeze, and the fiery sunset has covered them with a layer of gold, much like a bride with elegant hair and charm. Her shadow is reflected in the waves, and also projected in the river of the poet's mind, arousing emotional ripples. In the face of such beautiful scenery, how can a poet not be fascinated and emotional?

Green grass on the soft mud,/oily swaying at the bottom of the water; /In the gentle waves of He Kanghe. /I would like to be an aquatic plant!

Look at the green water plants on the soft mud, which are fresh and tender in color and full of vitality. They seem to wave their green arms to pay warm tribute to their old friends, and also seem to show off the beauty of their growing environment, expressing an irresistible sense of happiness and joy. They can stay with white clouds, blue sky, green trees and yellow flowers, breeze and soft waves, and the shadow of Xiaguang Bridge. No wonder the poet is willing to be an aquatic plant in the gentle waves of He Kanghe River. If he can do it, he will have no regrets in his life! The love for the beautiful scenery here and the desire to blend in with nature are beyond words.

That pool under the shade of elm is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky; /Crushed in floating seaweed,/Precipitated with rainbow-like dreams.

Looking for dreams? Support a long pole/to a greener place on the grass; /full of starlight,/singing in the splendor of starlight.

The poet turned his eyes to the river under the shade of elm trees: among the floating algae, there is a gorgeous sunset glow, full of waves, water and sky, which is also true and illusory, like a Song Like dream, how can it not make people feel excited and intoxicated! So I took the opportunity to walk back to the greener grassland with a long pole, swinging a boat and covered with stars to pursue the joy of the past. Xinghan is brilliant and dotted. The poet has the feeling that Su Shi was "as vast as the wind of Feng Xu, I don't know where to stop" when he was boating in Chibi. It's like being independent, feathering and becoming immortal. He was elated. "I don't know the guest in my dream, but I am greedy for joy in one day." In this charming night scene of He Kang, I can't help singing loudly to express the unspeakable joy that this pleasing night scene brings to the poet.

But I can't play songs,/Quiet is a farewell party; /Summer insects are also silent for me,/Silence is Cambridge tonight!

Perhaps the cool breeze at night awakened the poet, or the chime of the hour awakened the poet. He suddenly came back to reality and realized that all this would never come back, and this beautiful scenery in He Kang would no longer belong to him. I hate to say goodbye, but I can't leave never say goodbye. How can I not feel dejected? How to sing in your spare time? The song came to an abrupt end, and sadness came to my heart like the night wind. Listen around, there is no sound, even the summer insects who have been tirelessly noisy are silent, and it seems that they have felt the heavy mood of this former frequent visitor at this time. There is also the familiar Cambridge, standing quietly by the He Kang River, as if immersed in this deep separation.

I left quietly/just as I came quietly; /I waved my sleeve./I didn't take a cloud with me.

After all, everyone stayed. After all, everyone has their own home. With an attachment that is hard to give up, our poet is gone! Wave your sleeves. Goodbye, Cambridge! Goodbye, clouds! Our poet left, without taking away a cloud, only with sad helplessness and determination!

Comments:

In people's emotional world, melancholy is the most unspeakable. Because it is the human mind.

Only in the rich and delicate emotional soil can we find its trace.

Track. Xu Zhimo pushed this unspeakable confession to the extreme with his clever pen.

To. This short 28-line poem is like a veil as thin as a cicada's wing, like a if.

If there is no mist, it is like a clear spring shining on people, leaving a heart to bid farewell to Cambridge.

The picturesque scenery has made millions of readers in Qian Qian play in the depths inadvertently.

The heartstrings of this place.