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The setting sun melts gold, and the clouds merge. Where are people? Dye willow smoke, play plum flute, please comment on this poem?

Appreciate:

The film says something about this year's Lantern Festival. The first sentence focuses on the gorgeous sunset scene of Yuan Dynasty, followed by the sentence "Where are people", which contains the poet's ideological activities from today to the past and from the past to the present. After three sentences, I turned to the scene of early spring. The poet did not say that the plum blossom had withered, but said that "the plum flute was blown" to express his yearning for the old capital.

"Lantern Festival, in harmony with the weather, is there no wind and rain?" Thank you for your description. This sudden psychological state of "grief and anger" profoundly reflects the poet's special state of mind formed by his years of wandering situation and deep worries about the national disaster and family background. These seemingly dull sentences just reveal the poet's almost indifferent psychological state after suffering.

The next film is about become memories today. The first six sentences recall the past, with a relaxed and cheerful tone, and use more common sayings at that time, like a girl's voice. However, the prosperity and joy of the past have long been an unattainable dream. The poet experienced the pain of the country's destruction and the death of her husband and relatives. Not only has she changed from a girl who helped Chu to a haggard, disheveled old woman, but she is also old, too tired to be interested in the excitement outside and too lazy to go out at night.

The two completely different moods of "heyday" and "present" reflect the life situation of poets in two completely different times, separated by a vast world, and the huge shadow cast by their poets.

In the last sentence, the poet faces the bustling reality, but she can only talk about old dreams through curtains and laughter. It seems to reveal her yearning for life, but there is infinite loneliness and sadness in her bones.

Extended data

In the Southern Song Dynasty, Li Qingzhao's "eternal happiness, sunset melts gold" originally read:

The sunset melts gold, and the twilight clouds meet the wall, where is the person? Dye willow smoke, blow plum flute and complain, how much spring you know. Lantern Festival, the weather is harmonious, there is no second wind and rain. Come and meet each other, enjoy the BMW and thank the wine friends for their poems.

Zhongzhou is in its prime, and the boudoir is full of leisure. Remember points three to five. Pave the green crown, twist the golden snow willow, cluster and fight for Chu. Now I am haggard, windy and frosty, and I dare not go out at night. It's better to listen to people laughing under the curtain.

Translation:

The afterglow of the sunset is like melted gold, and the clouds in the evening are like the bright moon. Where am I now? Willow-colored smoke is getting stronger and stronger, and the flute is still playing the sad song of plum blossom falling. Who knows how much spring is left?

Just like the warm and warm weather on the Lantern Festival, won't there be a sudden wind and rain in a blink of an eye? I was invited to such a party and picked me up in a BMW, but I declined.

Unforgettable in the prosperous days of Bianjing, women in boudoir have more leisure games. I remember that on the fifteenth day of the first month, I especially like wearing a hat with kingfisher feathers on my head and snow willows made of beautiful gold thread, all dressed neatly.

Now my image and appearance are haggard, and I am too lazy to comb my hair like wind and fog. I go out at night for fear that others will see me. It is better to stay under the curtain secretly and listen to the laughter of others outside.

Creative background:

This word was written by Li Qingzhao when she lived in Jiangnan in her later years. The writing place was in Lin 'an (now Hangzhou), the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty, and the time was about 1 150 (the twentieth year of Shaoxing, Song Gaozong).

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