Yongmei's poems

Mo Mei? Wang Mian (yuan)

The tree by Xiyan Lake next to my home,

All bloom with faint ink marks.

Don't boast that the color is beautiful,

Only the fresh air is full of dry Kun.

Translation:

The plum trees by Xiyan Lake and the blossoming bloom in my paintings are all dyed with light ink. It doesn't need others to praise its beautiful color, as long as it leaves a fragrance full of dried Kun.

Notes on Important and Difficult Points: ① Mo Mei: Plum Blossom in Ink Painting. ② Xiyan Lake: a pool for washing pens and inkstones after writing and drawing. Wang Xizhi has a legend that "the middle school books in the pool are all black". This is the allusion used here. The poet has the same surname as Wang Xizhi, a calligrapher in Jin Dynasty, so he says "my home".

[Notes]

1. Momei: Plum blossom in ink painting.

2. Xiyan Lake: a pool for washing pens and inkstones after writing and drawing. Wang Xizhi has a legend that "the middle school books in the pool are all black". This is the allusion used here.

3. Pale ink: In ink painting, there are several ink colors, such as pale ink, thick ink and Jiao Mo. What is said here is that the plum blossoms are dotted with faint ink.

4. Fresh air: fragrant smell.

5. Gan Kun: Heaven and Earth.

[Brief analysis]

This is a poem. Mo Mei is the plum blossom of ink painting. Poets praise Mo Mei and Dont Ask For Help, just to leave a fragrance of virtue to the world. In fact, he used Mei as a metaphor to express his life attitude and noble sentiment.

The first two sentences, "The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, is full of pale ink marks", which directly describes Mo Mei. In the painting, the plum trees by the pond are in full bloom, and the plum blossoms are stained with a faint ink color. "West Wild Goose Lake" is the allusion of Wang Xizhi's "middle school books in the pool, and the water in the pool is all black". The poet has the same surname as Wang Xizhi, a calligrapher in Jin Dynasty, so he says "my home".

Three or four sentences praise Mo Mei's moral integrity. It is painted in light ink, and although its appearance is not exquisite, it has a beautiful, noble and dignified, secluded and detached inner temperament; It doesn't want to attract people, please people and get people's praise with bright colors. It just wants to send out a fragrance and let it stay between heaven and earth. These two sentences are the poet's self-portrayal. Wang Mian grew up in a poor family, herding cattle during the day and studying hard under the ever-burning lamps of Buddhist temples at night. Finally, he learned a lot. He is good at poetry and painting, and he is versatile. However, he tried every time and didn't want to curry favor with the powerful, so he decided to gain fame and fortune, live in seclusion in Jiulishan, East Zhejiang, and draw rice for a living. The phrase "don't be praised by lewdness, just stay dry for nothing" shows the poet's character of disdain, independence and self-appreciation.

This poem, titled Mo Mei, is intended to express one's ambition. The poet organically integrates painting style, poetic style and personality. Literally praising plum blossoms is actually appreciating the virtue of a person standing.

[Mo Mei] Plum blossoms only paint ink. [Pool head] Pool edge. 【 y4n Pool 】 A pool for washing brush and inkstone. [Light ink mark] Light black marks refer to the color of flowers. [Qingqi] An aromatic smell. 【 Gan (qi2n) Kun (k &；; N)] refers to heaven and earth.

Poetic:

This picture is a tree next to my home. Every plum blossom has a faint black color, but no bright color. I don't need others to praise its beautiful color, as long as it can leave a faint fragrance between heaven and earth.

A "light" and a "full" show personality.

-Appreciation of Mo Mei

Plum blossoms are in full bloom in the cold season when flowers are dying. She stands proudly in the snow, has the fairy posture of clearing tendons and jade bone, and can predict spring before flowers bloom. The heavier the cold, the more fragrant it is. Therefore, the ancients often regarded her as a symbol of strong character and high integrity. The plum blossom in this lesson refers to the colorless plum blossom drawn only in ink, which looks very elegant and generous. Wang Mian, the author of this poem, was born at the end of Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of Ming Dynasty, and was called "the master of painting plum blossoms". This is a poem about plum blossoms drawn by the author himself. The ink plum described in the poem is beautiful, fragrant and unique.

The ancients wrote poems and paid attention to refining words. Plum blossoms in poems (also known as paintings) grow by the pool where the author washes the brush and inkstone every day, and each plum blossom shows faint ink marks. One or two sentences describe the shape of plum blossom by line drawing. The word "light" not only expresses the painting method of plum blossom, but also depicts the simple and elegant style of plum blossom standing proudly in the cold, which is refreshing.

Look at the last sentence again. Why do poets especially like to draw pale ink plum blossoms without color? It turned out that he didn't want those vulgar people to praise the gorgeous colors of plum blossoms, but only wanted to keep the fresh fragrance between heaven and earth. The word "person" not only vividly describes Xiang Mei's fullness and agitation, but also highlights the poet's personality charm, which shines brightly! This unyielding and arrogant integrity is Wang Mian's interest as a poet, and this expression method of loving plum blossom spirit without pursuing vanity and beauty is Wang Mian's ingenious work as a painter.

"Plum blossom painting must have plum blossom spirit, and people are as clear as plum blossoms." That's how people praise Wang Mian. Wang Mian in reality, just like the plum blossom in his works, is unyielding and narcissistic. According to legend, Wang Mian's paintings are particularly good. The local county magistrate and a powerful rich man longed for his name, but several attempts to meet him were rejected. Finally, the county magistrate personally went to the countryside to see him. When he heard the news, he quickly hid and let the county magistrate eat the door. Therefore, the poem Mo Mei not only embodies the style of plum blossom he painted, but also embodies the author's noble taste and indifferent mind to fame and fortune, and clearly shows his firmness and pure integrity of not flattering the world.

In this poem, a "light" and a "full" have their own personalities. On the one hand, the richness of Mo Mei and the image of the poet's pride are vividly on the paper; On the other hand, it makes people feel that the fragrance of calligraphy and plum blossoms seems to come to their faces! Let "poetic style", "painting style" and personality be skillfully integrated!

Small connection—

Bai mei

-Wang Mian

In the snow forest,

Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, it smells good all night,

Scattered like dry Kun Wan Li incense.

Mei's creation is closely related to literature. First, poets such as Lin Hejing and Su Dongpo in the Northern Song Dynasty enthusiastically praised the rich spirit and character of plum blossom, which made people cherish it infinitely. The painting of "silent poetry" followed, and insulting flowers became a very popular theme in the painting world.

At that time, the most creative and contribution to painting plum should be Zhong Ren and commentary, supplemented by Yang. One day, Zhong Ren, also known as monk Huaguang, was inspired by the plum blossom on the window paper in the moonlight, and created the so-called ink plum, which was smudged with thick ink.

Wang Mian inherited the traditions of Yang and Tang, and worked tirelessly to study Plum Blossoms and Plum Blossoms. On this basis, he developed his artistic talent.

Wang Mian's Mo Mei is inseparable from his thoughts and feelings.

This is a poem. Poets praise Mo Mei and Dont Ask For Help, just to leave a fragrance of virtue to the world. In fact, he used Mei as a metaphor to express his life attitude and noble sentiment.

The greatest feature of this poem is to support people with things.

The poem first depicts the image of Mo Mei in one or two sentences, and then writes Mo Mei's wish in three or four sentences. Although the appearance is not beautiful, it presents us with an image of refined temperament, dignity, tranquility and detachment. It doesn't want to attract people, please people and get people's praise with bright colors. It just wants to send out a fragrance and let it stay between heaven and earth. These two sentences are the poet's self-portrayal.

Wang Mian grew up in a poor family, herding cattle during the day and studying hard under the ever-burning lamps of Buddhist temples at night. Finally, he learned a lot. He is good at poetry and painting, and he is versatile. However, he tried every time and didn't want to curry favor with the powerful, so he decided to gain fame and fortune, live in seclusion in Jiulishan, East Zhejiang, and draw rice for a living. The phrase "don't be praised by lewdness, just stay dry for nothing" shows the poet's character of disdain, independence and self-appreciation. The poet organically combines painting style, poetic style and personality, literally praising plum blossoms, but actually appreciating his own position.

The tree by Xiyan Lake next to my home,

Flowers bloom and fade with ink marks.

Don't boast that the color is beautiful,

Just keep it fresh and full of Kun.

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The scenery is bleak, so what about human feelings?

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Sitting on the mountain window listening to the tea tripod, I miss the wind and rain.

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I didn't wait to be summoned to Jinma, but I saw flowers in Jincheng.

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Seagulls fight for water, while cold birds fight against the wind.

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Seven Laws Send Yu Wen Zi Zhen

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A romantic altar shines brightly, and the three strategies of heaven and man are fluttering.

The voiceless sound is enough to make the tide rise, and the straight pen would rather quit the pavilion.

How can you say that firewood is unintentional?

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Yellow flowers surround the house like lyna, and the snow is full of beds without children.

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It rained for three days at the foot of the stone and the roof was loose.

It's ridiculous to take your own paintings to the countryside for exhibition. The salary in the kitchen is only for yourself.

The bottom of the box was covered with moss, and at night it suddenly became an old dragon.

Seven methods, one of which is sent in the rain.

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Looking at each other's homesickness, leaning against the dangerous building is still generous.

Seven laws, send happiness in the rain, second

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The horse in the north is as proud as snow, and the water in the south is as sky.

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Lv Qi Hou Xue

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I can't see the mountain today. It's too cold for Gankun gangsters.

No one knows the moonlight in the old days, but the plum blossoms in the New Year are just right.

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Lv qi man mu Qing shan Xuan

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I don't know my fame in the world, but I feel that there are few chariots and horses in front of me.

At four o'clock, Feng Yue smiled proudly, and Gan Kun had been in the house for a long time.

If you are born with a nymph, you want to be ashamed of it.

Lv Qi's rhyme

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Every day, people sigh and only hear China and North Korea talk about peace.

In the Wan Li, mountains and rivers are swinging wildly, and even the wind and rain swords lament.

Does Huan Wen know Wang Meng? Xu Shu never knew Kong Ming.

Don't blow off the plug in the flute, wild flowers and idle grass will be submerged.

Lv Qi Zhu Xi Xuan

Wang Yuan cotton

Castle peak faintly brings the river, and the window on the river is quiet.

Tourists often enjoy the four seasons in the cool, even though it rains three times.

The blue sky moves the sunrise phoenix, and the moonlight moves the water floor.

In the middle of the night, dreams are ringing, but songs are blowing in Yangzhou.

Lv Qi Jiangyue Building

Wang Yuan cotton

Yongjia city is like a bucket, and it is like a peak.

The moonlight on the river is white upstairs, and the wind shakes the sea.

Monks here are very prosperous, and idle guests are not spared from boarding.

I want to fly with you, and I want to call the immortal * * * to blow.

Lv Qi He Lin Pavilion

Wang Yuan cotton

Huiji Lingu wins in the southeast and the new pavilion is also strong.

Dense trees don't know where the clouds are, and the sound of water is often heard in the deep mountains.

Quiet and secluded, fishing firewood can be hidden, and there is no king to thank for the tour?

I want to pursue Du Li with a poem, but romance is not a gift.

Seven dharmas sent monks to Fujian

Wang Yuan cotton

In September, Wu Yehong, Fujian does not feel the autumn wind.

The host suddenly moved to his hometown to pay attention to his thoughts, and he didn't say goodbye to the guests.

Isn't white hair old? Castle peak is still the same as before.

When you return to the checkpoint, you should be happy for the rain and dew.

Annotation of works

Precautions:

[1] Clear gas: aromatic gas.

[2] Color: refers to the faint ink color of plum blossom in ink painting.

Generation: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: plum blossom

Content:

In March, the east wind blew away the snow, and the mountains in Hunan were as green as drops.

Year: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: Mo Mei

Content:

No one sees Qiang Guan, and countless plum blossoms fall on the wild bridge.

Year: Yuan

Author: Wang Mian

Works: Bai Mei

Content:

In the snow forest,

Different peaches and plums are mixed with fragrant dust.

Suddenly, the breeze blew all night,

Bulk price Gankun Wan Li Spring.